Chapter 50: The Man Holding the Black Cat

Huang Mao clenched his fists nervously, his nails buckled into the flesh, and his fingertips turned white.

The paper figure seemed to be looking for a probe, and remained in place without moving.

All he could see in his vision was the damn red shoes, and the sound of paper swaying was in his ears.

After a long time, the small shoes rustled forward again, and the yellow hair's eyes stared at the thin tips of the shoes in shock, and his body leaned back as close as possible.

It wasn't until my back was leaning against the wall that I felt a sense of security.

The paper figure took another small step forward, the tip of his shoe within reach.

Huang Mao's breathing stopped for a moment, and his pale cheeks were covered with a layer of redness.

After another rustling sound, the shelves crackled and fell.

The paper man seemed to have lost his patience.

Huang Mao already felt dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and snowflake-like white spots appeared in front of his eyes.

The red shoes finally turned around at the moment when he was about to completely collapse, and staggered out.

Yellow Fur let go of his hand and greedily sucked the air.

finally escaped, but tonight I said that the house is open, and even this house will not go out! Huang Mao even made a plan to move out tomorrow, whoever loves to live in this house, he doesn't want to stay for a moment.

"Hahahaha!" A shrill laugh rang from far and near until it exploded in his ears.

Huang Mao watched the pair of red shoes stop in front of him in an instant, and the tips of the shoes had already reached his face.

He wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound, and Huang Mao let out a low roar of pain in his throat.

His pupils dilated, he clutched his chest, his other hand swayed weakly against the wall, but he was no longer breathing.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, Su Yu raised the collar of his windbreaker, put the phone to his ear, and said slowly: "The prince is dead, do you know?" ”

The butler's voice came from the phone: "Know. ”

"How did you die?"

"I don't know."

"What are you doing to hide from me alone?" Su Yu asked.

"It's useless if you know, if you don't know the Great Monk, you don't even have the qualifications to interrogate." The butler's words were like a basin of cold water poured on his head.

Su Yu said lightly: "I will investigate in my own way." ”

"Your master has a message for me to convey to you."

"I've heard enough of the truth, you can keep it for yourself." Su Yu hung up the phone decisively.

It's snowing, and it's time to go home.

Su Yu put his hands in his pockets, his expression was more indifferent, and his footsteps were sonorous when he stepped on the ground.

On the corner of the street lay a wounded black cat next to the dumpster, leaving a trail of blood on the white snow.

The black cat squinted its eyes and stubbornly raised its head in the wind and snow, ignoring the black-clothed man who appeared in front of him.

Su Yu walked over and squatted down and stretched out his hand.

Only then did the black cat look at Su Yu with a curious gaze, and its little face tentatively moved closer and sniffed at Su Yu's hand.

Seeing that Su Yu's hand didn't move, he stretched out his hot and wet tongue and licked it carefully.

Su Yu turned over his palm and stroked it on the top of its head, and the black cat did not resist, but let out a comfortable purr.

Trying to pick it up, the black cat's hind legs shook significantly.

Su Yu gently broke its right leg, and the black cat actually had a narrow wound on its abdomen, which was still trickling blood.

It turned out to be a knife wound, Su Yu frowned, and looked at the blood stains on the ground extending all the way to the mouth of the alley.

After appeasing the little guy, Su Yu muttered: "As soon as the first month is over, it will be the New Year, and the reunion will be reunited, and it will be peaceful, so I will call you Tuanzi." ”

The little guy meowed obediently.

Su Yu walked into the alley with it in his arms.

As soon as he entered the alley, Su Yu found that there were many more disorganized footprints on the ground.

The footprints all seem to belong to the same person, and they are slightly smaller, looking like women's footprints.

Su Yu thought of the woman he bumped into when he went out.

The different shades of the footprints clearly showed her anxiety and haste.

But why did she hesitate in the alley for so long and never took a step?

Su Yu stared into the alley with a deep gaze.

Su Tangxue sat in front of a merchant at this time and sobbed in a low voice.

No matter how she escapes, the alley is here, and she is here.

I've heard the older generation say that this is a ghost hitting the wall.

Yellowhair's desperate cries seemed to linger in his ears now.

But she didn't have any way, she had resisted, she had struggled, and even used various methods to destroy the paper man, but no matter how hard she tried, it was in vain.

Destroy one, and another will appear, the same horror, the same weirdness, and the same words.

"It's almost time, come with me."

Thinking of this haunting sentence, Su Tangxue couldn't help but shudder again.

This paper man would say this to her every time, but as if he was playing with her, he followed her but did not kill her.

Su Tangxue hugged her knees and buried her head deeply.

Tears poured down and wet the scarf, and today was the fourth person to die because of her.

The injustice of fate and the self-reproach in her heart ravaged her all the time.

Su Tangxue raised her head and looked at the palm of her hand, and said, "I killed them all." ”

At this moment, there was a rustling sound around the corner, like someone dragging their feet on the snow.

Su Tangxue knew that it was here again.

Determined to stand up, Su Tangxue chose to take the initiative to walk over this time.

The paper man saw Su Tangxue coming over and stopped.

Su Tangxue's face was slightly pale, the pear blossoms brought rain, but when she came to the paper man, she smiled.

The paper man made a shrill and cold voice: "The time is almost up, come with me." ”

"I'll go with you!" Su Tangxue nodded vigorously, but she laughed and cried, her hair was blown away by the wind and snow, revealing a kind of despair and desolation.

He took the initiative to reach over and put his hand on the paper man's hand, and the corner of the paper man's mouth showed a humanized smile.

turned around and led Su Tangxue to leave rustlingly, and with every step he took, Su Tangxue's heart sank.

"Meow!"

A cat's meow caused ripples in Su Tangxue's heart, and the paper man also stood in place and stopped moving forward.

A man holding a black cat looms ahead.

The black cat was lying in its arms obediently, looking at itself with smart eyes.

Su Tangxue has also read a lot of folk legends, and knows that black cats are psychic and can see things that ordinary people can't see.

But that's exactly what she doesn't want to see, she doesn't want anyone to lose their lives because of her.

Thinking of this, Su Tangxue clenched her silver teeth, and took the initiative to take the paper man's hand and continue to walk forward.

Su Yu was a little confused, which one is this playing?

When she staggered by Su Yu, Su Tangxue lowered her head and accelerated her pace in resignation.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed hers.

Then the wind whistled in his ears, and the paper figure flew upside down.

A trace of warmth wrapped herself, and Su Tangxue looked at the black-clothed young man in front of her in a daze.

He, he actually saw it?