Chapter 8: The Thief of the Gods (Asking for Votes and Seeking Follow-up!! )
At 8:30 p.m., the moonlight illuminated the courtyard like mercury, coating the mountain of dead rats with a layer of crystal.
Ma Wei held a kerosene lamp in his hand and looked at the nearly half-human-high rat pile in front of him, his face extremely ugly.
Wave after wave, how to meet the fourth prince has not yet been settled, and a bunch of dead rats have appeared out of thin air....
For Ma Wei, who has a very serious cleanliness disorder, dead rats full of hundreds or thousands of bacteria and viruses are definitely one of the things he is most reluctant to touch!
Why get a cat?
Cat and mouse!
Outcome....
He never expected that the biggest inner ghost would be by his side....
The dead rats had their throats cut off, and there was a trace of blood at the corners of their mouths, which were probably from the mouths of different cats.
What made Ma Wei even more desperate was that even though he had arrived in the backyard at the moment, he could still see stray cats jumping on the courtyard wall and throwing the dead mice in their mouths into the yard.
Fortunately, at this moment, Fat Orange raised his paw and called softly:
"Scatter!"
Whew!
The stray cats entrenched on the courtyard wall, after hearing Fat Tangerine's order, disappeared in an instant, and their movements were uniform, and within half a minute, all the stray cats disappeared, leaving only a bunch of dead mice.
"Big brother is really a wise and martial artist!" Xiao Hei in Ma Wei's arms made a complimenting sound.
"Check it out."
Ignoring Xiao Hei's praise, Fat Orange twisted his round ass and picked up a dead mouse: "Don't get too close, I'll show you." ”
After speaking, Fat Tangerine put the dead mouse on the ground not far away, stretched out his sharp and shining claws, and slashed lightly on the softest abdomen of the mouse, the skin and flesh were immediately separated, and the break was smooth and flat, as if it was not a claw, but a sharp blade.
Just when Ma Wei was surprised by the sharpness of Fat Orange's claws, a general black mist rose from the breach, like a maggot attached to the bone, and instantly pounced on Fat Orange, who was close at hand!
The fat orange who had already taken precautions dodged, hooked the black mist with his claws, and slapped it heavily on the ground!
Burst!
In a slightly dull sound, the black fog was slapped apart, and instead of dissipating immediately, it writhed firmly, like a poisonous snake that had lost its head, which was extremely weird.
Seeing this scene, Ma Wei narrowed his eyes, stepped forward slowly, squatted down, picked up a branch and broke it into two sections, carefully picked up a fragment of black mist, and observed it carefully.
"Xiao Hei, keep a snack." Fat Orange suddenly reminded loudly.
"Meow! Don't worry, big brother! ”
Xiao Hei, who was squatting in front of Ma Wei, swore and said, "With me, no one can hurt the master!" ”
From the short game just now, Ma Wei also saw that the speed of the black fog was far less than that of the cat, and there was a fat orange and a little black, and he was not worried that the black fog could hurt him.
After looking at it for a long time, Ma Wei found that with his own knowledge, he couldn't explain such a strange black fog at all, but according to his inference, it was either some kind of 'symbiote' composed of countless small insects invisible to the naked eye, or some special power beyond his cognitive common sense.
After a moment's thought, Ma Wei removed the glass shell of the kerosene lamp with one hand, and moved the black mist fragments caught in the branches to the flame to roast.
Multiply... Multiply...
After scorching on the flame for a long time, the black mist fragments finally showed signs of melting, it writhed wildly, its body melted like grease, and finally turned into black liquid droplets, which fell to the edge of the lampstand with a 'click', and lost its vitality.
Ma Wei breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, his tense mood eased slightly, although he didn't know what this ghost thing was, but at least he found a weapon that could restrain the other party.
"There's no smell of burnt feathers, so it looks like there's no protein in it, but it's too arbitrary to conclude that it's not some kind of symbiote," Ma Wei muttered.
"Fat orange, these rats with black mist in their bodies, when they are still alive, are they any different from before?"
"I'm more aggressive, and I'm a lot bolder." Fat Orange said.
Ma Wei nodded: "You judged right, these black fogs are by no means ordinary, they are extremely aggressive, and they are very dangerous..."
"Daddy! Father! ”
There was a call from Yunia in the house, and Mavi immediately responded, "I'm in the yard!" ”
After a while, Yunia came running with the bear in her hand: "Daddy, supper is ready, Mrs. Cecil has asked you to come over for dinner..."
"You eat first, I'll go over when I'm done."
Throwing away the branches, Mavi dusted his hands, intending to dig a pit and pour kerosene on the contaminated dead rats to burn them clean, when he suddenly remembered something.
Before today, the strange black fog had never appeared, but it appeared after the arrival of the gods, since this is the case....
Could Yunia know something?
Thinking of this, Ma Wei turned his head and said, "Yunia, come here." ”
Yunia, who was just about to leave, trotted forward and blinked: "What's the matter, Dad?" ”
"Do you know this thing?"
Ma Wei asked, pointing to the remaining fragments of the black mist.
Yunia stepped forward and stared at the fragments of the black mist for a while, then suddenly stretched out her little hand and grabbed a piece, and as soon as her fingers crushed it, the fragments of the black mist turned into scum and fell down, omitting even the process of struggling.
"It's a curse, Daddy."
"Cursed?"
"Hmm." Yunia nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I don't know the specific category, but the commonality of curses is infection, and all creatures that have come into contact with the cursed person will be infected." ”
Hearing this, Ma Wei was shocked, and couldn't help but look at the dead rats piled up on one side, the Adam's apple squirmed, and swallowed saliva.
Curses or something, of course he'd heard of it, but contagious curses seemed to him more like....
Pestilence!
A plague spread by rats?
Isn't that the Black Death?!
"It's not a disease that humans understand."
Fat Orange seemed to see through what Ma Wei was thinking, and said in a serious tone: "Since Yunia said that this is a curse, it proves that this is fundamentally different from ordinary plagues!" ”
"Yes, Dad." Yunia echoed: "With human means, the plague can be controlled and cured, but the curse can't, once the curse is infected, no medicine can cure it, only the gift of the gods.... can save them. ”
As she spoke, Yunia grinned and hugged Ma Wei's arm: "Dad, you don't have to worry, although Yunia can't give you gifts, Dad, you can use Yunia's power at any time!" These little curses won't hurt Daddy at all! ”
"Can't give me a gift, I can use your power at any time?"
Ma Wei looked at her suspiciously: "What do you mean?" ”
"Only believers who are loyal to the gods can receive gifts, Dad, you are not a believer in Yunia, so Yunia can't give you gifts, but.... If the gods themselves truly believe in other gods or humans, then the other party can use their power without limit. ”
Yunia hugged Ma Wei tightly: "I like Dad the most!" ”
"In the body of a mortal, usurping the throne of the gods..."
Fat Orange looked at Ma Wei, who was like being struck by lightning, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils like willow leaves:
"What a god stealer."