Sur VII was transformed into a cat.

A golden cat that is larger than the average domestic cat and is made of gold and precious stones.

That night, the golden coffin disintegrated in flames, the gold scattered and melted to the ground, and the true spirit was reborn after crushing the past......

After the night, what came out of the fire was no longer a golden coffin that reproduced the face of a human being, but a large golden cat with an elegant and slender body.

The weight of the coffin is 111 kilograms, and the density of gold is 19.32 grams per cubic centimeter, so its total volume is about 5,745 cubic centimeters, which is slightly larger than a 5-liter barrel of cooking oil.

After these yellow financialization and reconstruction, it became a cat the size of a Maine and weighed 222 pounds, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

But Yanluge is still curious...... Why cats?

Animals of similar size can be eagles, dogs, deer, snakes...... Why does it have to be a cat?

Yan Luge blinked, lay on the lazy sofa, stretched out a hand to greet Su Er VII vaguely, and looked at the little cat in front of him with curiosity.

The golden cat, squatting on the balcony like a real cat, glowing golden in the sun, tilted its head slightly, and its jeweled pupils made of white jade and lapis lazuli stared at Yanyuge coldly.

After a while, it flicked its tail and stretched out a paw again, resting it on the fingertips of Yanluge.

So Yanluge received a memory picture again.

In the picture, the young priest in the memory of Suer VII ran into the tomb in a panic and apologized to the coffin on the stone platform: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late to come back today...... I saw a beautiful kitten on the side of the road, it was so cute. It's a pity I can't bring it back, or it will scratch the walls of the tomb and your coffin board. But it's so cute! ”

End of screen.

Yan Luge's face turned strange.

He seems to have seen this one.

"So, because she wanted to have a cat but didn't, and now you're a cat? Turned into an animal she likes? ”

Sur VII quietly withdrew his paws: "Yes. ”

"You just said that you were a little distressed to see the 'Death's Door' blown up, were you distressed about the monument itself, or was it distressed that there was one less place of memories between you and her?"

“……”

"Xiao Qi, do you like her too?"

“……”

There was no answer.

But Yan Luge already knew the answer.

"Don't you know? Yes, even human beings with mature minds find it difficult to face their hearts. He smiled and said, "What about you?" ”

Originally, he thought that the evil spirits born from the prayers of the priests loved the priests more than the world, and that Sur VII, who was born at the prayers of his subjects, loved the world more than the priests.

The former is like a love-obsessed demon who will do anything to resurrect her, while the latter is like a cold and rigid machine, running the established daemon for thousands of years.

But now, it was Sur VII who looked more like a man.

It seems to like her, but it kills xenos who have the same face as her.

It didn't seem to like her, but it remembered the piles and memories of her, and became her favorite form when she was reborn.

So contradictory, so confusing, yet so ...... Like people.

Yan Luge sat up suddenly, scooped the golden cat into his arms, and rubbed the cat's head angrily: "Thoughtful little kitten, you are so cute!" ”

Sur VII: "......"

It didn't react particularly to being hugged and rubbed, and it didn't even struggle to scratch people like ordinary cats, which didn't seem to fit its cold painting style of popping up for a long time.

But if you think of it being dragged out of the tomb and exhibited in public for hundreds of years without madness, you think that there is nothing wrong with the reaction of this golden cat.

It naturally doesn't care.

So, Yan Luge found that Su Er VII in his arms was touched on the head and did not react, and became more and more bold, and began to poke the kitten's belly, pull the kitten's tail, and scratch the kitten's hind paws......

So much so that when Li Chongshan knocked on the door and walked in, he found Yanluge nested in his lazy sofa, playing with the golden cat with a happy face.

The golden cat, whose body was made of pure gold, was held in Yan Luge's hand and thrown upwards with force.

The golden cat is silent, flipped gracefully in mid-air, and when it fell, it had adjusted to a position with its limbs facing the ground, like a real feline with agility and agility.

But Yan Luge didn't wait for it to land, he caught it again and threw it up again.

The golden cat didn't react, and after its feet left the ground, it silently continued to adjust its position, in case it missed and didn't catch it, and it smashed a hole in the ground.

A bear child who plays like a pet with nothing to do, and a gentle pet who has no temper after being tossed.

Li Chongshan: "......"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really didn't believe it, that bear child was a ruthless transcendent who played the fifth-order evil spirit to death, and the gentle golden cat was a grumpy spirit who chased the former and cut down half of the city.

He also thought that the hotel in his father's name could not be kept today, and even the insurance was bought in advance.

Who knew that these two goods were so harmonious.

"Eh, you're here?" Yan Luge saw Li Chongshan with his peripheral vision, and casually pointed to another lazy sofa opposite him while playing with the cat, "Sit." ”

Li Chongshan seemed to have some thoughts, and waved his hand again and again: "Big guy, I'll just say a few words, and ......I'll leave after the report."

Yan Luge caught the golden cat and threw it into Li Chongshan's hand.

Li Chongshan subconsciously reached out to catch the cat.

Knock –

Li Chongshan was smashed over by a huge force, and the whole person involuntarily fell backwards and fell into the lazy sofa behind him.

The weight of the golden cat is 111 kg, 222 pounds.

Li Chongshan's slender little body is thinner than some little girls, and it is almost half the weight of a golden cat.

So he was smashed to the ground by the golden cat without any suspense.

- Don't think that Yanlu Song can throw the golden cat to play, and you can too. That's the fourth biggest delusion in life.

Most people can't hold this cat.

"Hmm......" Li Chongshan was pressed into the sofa, swinging his limbs with difficulty, and making a muffled cry for help.

Sur VII cocked his tail and walked down from him with graceful little steps.

The weight of Mount Tai on his body disappeared, and Li Chongshan finally breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing his chest with bared teeth, suspecting that a few black green pieces had been stepped on by a cat's paw.

In fact, if it weren't for Su Er VII deliberately avoiding the vital point, he would probably be normal to be stepped out of the stomach and bleed.

But there are benefits to such a fall.

Li Chongshan found that the lazy sofa of Yan Luge was really super comfortable, big, soft and plastic, every muscle in the body was supported after it was trapped, the soft and hard support was perfect, and once he lay down, he really didn't want to get up.

(End of chapter)