It's dark.

The black cat slipped into the house quietly with a rattan net in its mouth.

And in the net pocket, it is filled with large and small bird eggs, and the number is not less than ten.

Cheng Han's voice came out of the bathroom: "Are you back?" ”

With the help of the remnant seal of the spirit, he sensed the sheriff entering the door.

The black cat walked quickly to the door of the bathroom, gently put the net bag on the ground, and greeted the owner: "Meow~"

Cheng Han turned his head and glanced at it, and the brushing action on his hand immediately stopped: "Why did you get so many bird eggs back?" ”

How much does this cat really like to dig birds' eggs? Even when I went out to work, I was still thinking about it.

I'm really convinced!

The black cat squatted on the ground and called a few times in a row: "Meow~Meow~"

It's explaining why: Ben Meow was just on the way home, and he just took a few bird's nests along the way, and Ben Meow definitely didn't delay doing business.

Cheng Han spit out a mouthful of foam and admonished: "In the future, I need to do something with the help of the birds, and try to dig out some nests as little as possible, otherwise the birds will be scared away by you." ”

The black cat flicked its tail.

Cheng Han told again: "I will return the net bag to others, understand?" ”

The cat had not taken it with him when he went out before, and it was undoubtedly borrowed from a family.

The black cat flicked its tail again.

Cheng Han glanced at the bird eggs and said, "Forget it, since you got it back, I'll fry a few bird eggs for you later." ”

The black cat wagged its tail happily: "Meow~"

I've got another fried bird's egg!

The owner really understands the intention of Ben Meow to dig out the bird's eggs!

It's not in vain that Ben Meow deliberately took a detour and searched for so long in the woods.

*

Cheng Han had just finished brushing his teeth and was about to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, when the black cat suddenly bit his trouser leg and gently tugged at it.

He was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you want to take me out to see?" ”

The black cat meowed and walked quickly to the door.

Cheng Han opened the door and was immediately stunned.

I saw that next to the gate, I don't know when there was an extra pile of firewood, which can be judged by visual inspection, and the weight is not less than 30 catties.

Not much.

But it's not less.

Enough for a few days of heating.

The wood is jagged in shape, less like something bought from a store, more like it was cut down in the wild.

Cheng Han looked at the firewood and said silently: "Deduction." ”

The illusion then appeared:

The two small figures, each holding a pile of firewood, walked to the door with difficulty, put the firewood down, and quietly left.

It was the little brother and sister from the neighbor's house.

No doubt.

The family was not stupid, they already realized that the barbecue came from next door, so they reciprocated by sending firewood.

Cheng Han touched the cat's head and said with a smile: "Do you remember what I said yesterday?" 'We always have expectations for humanity' because there are always surprises that are not expected. ”

The black cat was thoughtful.

*

Had breakfast.

Cheng Han began to "view" the monitoring results of the black cat.

The sheriff jumped on the sofa lightly, and lay down directly, his whole body in a relaxed state: "Meow~"

It's ready.

Cheng Han stroked its head and activated the remnant seal of the spirit with his mind.

One person and one cat shook at the same time.

The remnant emitted a pale blue light, and in some extremely mysterious way, it transmitted some of the black cat's memories.

Cheng Han immediately "saw" a series of pictures.

Not continuous.

It's choppy footage.

First shot:

In the darkness of the night.

A short, middle-aged man slowly walked to the yard, picked up some firewood, and walked back into the house.

It was Chen Zhengyang.

His pace was much slower than normal, and he coughed loudly from time to time, as if he was in serious physical condition.

Cheng Han faintly felt that this person's walking posture carried an indescribable sense of weirdness, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Second shot:

Late at night.

The door of the house suddenly opened, and Chen Zhengyang strolled out, strolling around the courtyard in a posture that was almost sleepwalking.

"Ahem! Cough! ”

The coughing was incessant, more intense than during the day.

Chen Zhengyang walked to the corner, paused in his footsteps, spit out a mouthful of phlegm vigorously, and then walked back into the house.

Cheng Han frowned.

At this point in time, ordinary people have been asleep for a long time, but this guy comes out and hangs around, which is obviously very wrong.

The third shot:

The black cat also seemed to realize that Chen Zhengyang's behavior was quite suspicious, and it changed a monitoring point and began to observe the foot of the wall, that is, the place where it spits.

After a while.

There seemed to be a small thing wriggling at the foot of the wall, and it slowly climbed to the base of the wall, and then climbed up the wall along the wall.

Although the black cat's eyesight is far sharper than that of humans, and it can see at night, it still can't see what it is due to the distance.

That's when it happened.

A black shadow swept in, grabbed the little thing, and flew away.

This is clearly a nocturnal bird.

So far.

The monitoring is over.

Cheng Han thought for a while and asked, "After Chen Zhengyang came out once in the middle of the night, did he stay in the house all the time?" ”

The black cat replied: "Meow~"

Meaning: Yes.

Cheng Han touched the cat's head vigorously and praised: "You did a very good job!" ”

The black cat narrowed its eyes with delight.

Cheng Han smiled: "Okay, you've worked hard all night, now go and rest." ”

The black cat rubbed its master's hand and burrowed back under the cabinet.

It was its cat nest over there.

Cheng Han pondered for a while, and muttered: "The phlegm that Chen Zhengyang spit out should contain extraordinary power and catalyze some kind of creature, what does he want to do?"

"The bird grabbed the little thing, whether it appeared by accident or was it part of a design."

The whole thing is completely weird.

Cheng Han recalled the image of the flying bird and said silently: "Deduce the origin of this bird." ”

The scalp is cool.

Spirits are 0.4 points less.

But there was no feedback.

Cheng Han shook his head and gave up continuing to deduce: "The things around Chen Zhengyang are not simple, and the level of the omniscient eye is too low, coupled with the lack of unrelated objects, it is indeed difficult to deduce. ”

He activated the remnant of the Spirit Seal, sensing a very subtle connection, and issued a call.

Not much.

A white-clawed crow flew in from the window and wiped Cheng Han's fingers with its head.

Cheng Han provided a "working meal" as usual, and then transmitted some memories to it, so that he could be responsible for monitoring it during the day.

Compared to the original gray spotted finch, this bird has a slightly larger brain capacity and is more intelligent, so he called it over.

"Quack! Wail! ”

The white-clawed jay chirped a few times, flapped its wings and flew away.

Cheng Han simply cleaned up and went out with his schoolbag.

Went to school!

*

Cheng Han rode a bicycle, and when he approached the school gate, he saw two feathered beasts standing on the side of the road, and "Angang" kept screaming.

Next to the feathered beast, a tall young man, facing a servant in the clothes of an attendant, was talking something.

All the students who passed by walked around the two.

Cheng Han recognized it at a glance, the former was the man of the year in the fifteenth middle school, the class leader of the fifth grade - Jing Jiuxiao.

There are only three students in this school, and he is one of them who rides a feathered beast to and from school.

When they arrived at the school, the servants sent the feathered beast back.

Before school, the servants brought feathered beasts to greet them.

In short, the typical plutocratic style.

Cheng Han frowned, muttering secretly in his heart.

He arrived at school at this point in time almost every day, but he had never met Jing Jiuxiao before, but today he did, this is too coincidental, right?

Cheng Han glanced at the young man and made a deduction without hesitation.

Visions slowly emerged.

One word appeared in it - the Fourth Combat Regiment.

Sure enough, the one who came was not good!

Cheng Han's eyes were cold, and he muttered disdainfully: "You can't compete with Yan Dongting, you actually came to target me, are you really a soft persimmon that I can pinch?" ”

He had previously signed a contract with the Second Combat Regiment, and Jing Jiuxiao happened to be the reserve soldier of the Fourth Combat Regiment, so it was obvious that he was looking for trouble.

Cheng Han jumped off the bicycle and pushed the cart towards the school gate.

After counting the interest.

"Ang~Ang~"

The cry of the feathered beast suddenly rose a little.

The two big guys didn't know what was going on, and they suddenly got into a fight.

This sudden change stunned everyone.

"Smack~"

The reins that were tied to the stake were torn off at once.

A feathered beast was bitten hard, and under the pain, it stumbled back a few steps, and crashed into Cheng Han not far away.

The long feathered beast's tail instinctively flung high and whipped towards it like a whip.

This is undoubtedly a well-designed script.

There is only one purpose - to teach Cheng Han a lesson in front of the whole school!

"Phew!"

Cheng Han shouted.

Thanks to the effect of the Linghuan remnant seal, this sound is full of murderous intent.

Everyone around, including the Feathered Beast, was shocked.

Cheng Han's eyes flashed, and he immediately took a strange pose.

This is the seventh form of the Nine Yuan Strengthening Style, and it is also a style that very few students can master - the Mountain Moving Style.

In his spiritual sea, the Source Sense Seal expanded rapidly, and immediately shone brightly, and a stream of Source Energy poured into his body, and his arms unexpectedly swelled a lot.

Cheng Han grabbed the bicycle and threw it out heavily.

This thing weighs dozens of pounds, and it takes a lot of effort for ordinary students to lift it.

And at this moment, in his hands, the bicycle was like an extremely light toy, flying out five or six meters away in an instant, and accurately hit the feathered beast.

Meanwhile.

Cheng Han snorted in his heart.

When I'm a soft persimmon?

I'm going to get your head running out today!