It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

The moment the door opened, a big orange cat jumped out.

Zhang Zhiqi quickly pulled away Shao Qing who was in the front, and the big orange cat missed his target and fell directly behind several people.

Now Zhang Zhiqi, Shao Qing and others are standing behind the big orange cat, while Song Tang is facing the big orange cat because he was just one step behind.

She also saw the true face of the big orange cat earlier than others.

This orange cat is larger than the ordinary orange cat, about the size of a corgi.

The fur is shiny and smooth, and it can be seen that its owner was very good to it when it was alive.

Yes, before he died.

The orange cat was clearly dead, and its body was even decaying to varying degrees. Several patches of hair had fallen off its abdomen, and it was wrapped in a white cloth, through which dark red blood had seeped.

Half of its face was also wrapped in a white cloth, which seemed to have been cut open by a knife, revealing an eye. The eye was hanging in the eye socket, and it was hunched over, baring its teeth, and making low, threatening noises.

If I'm not mistaken, this cat is the one that Aunt Zhao said had passed away.

"How can this cat still be alive when it's so badly injured?" Shao Qing poked his head out from behind Zhang Zhiqi.

"Because someone locked its soul in the body." Song Tang said coldly.

In other words, this cat has been dead for a long time. It seems to be able to move now, but someone has forcibly locked up its soul.

No wonder Uncle Zhao always plays Peking Opera loudly in the room, because this soul-locking method will make the cat feel the pain of physical decay all the time. Sometimes it can't help but howl, so in order not to arouse suspicion, it can only use this stupid method.

Who is so cruel to forcibly retain the soul of this cat?

Its pain should have ended when it died, but now it has continued for so long, it is simply worse than death!

"Instead of forcing yourself to live, why not let me send you off?" Song Tang took out a soul-calling talisman, intending to draw out the soul of the orange cat.

"Don't hurt Dudu!" Uncle Zhao covered his arm and ran out.

The clothes on his shoulders were obviously scratched by a cat, so what A Jiao said before about being injured meant that Uncle Zhao was scratched by the orange cat.

"It has scratched you, why do you still want to keep it?" Shao Qing looked at Uncle Zhao with confusion.

Uncle Zhao covered his wound and hissed, saying unhappily, "Dudu is just in so much pain. It never hurts anyone. It was fine before. If you hadn't been meddling in my business, how could it have hurt me? Give Dudu back to me now."

Everyone looked in disbelief. How could they turn the tables like this?

"In other words, you always knew that if you forced it to stay in the world, it would suffer?" Song Tang frowned slightly.

Uncle Zhao's cloudy eyes wandered around, he hesitated for a long time, and then he simply said, "So what if you know? It's my cat, it has been with me for more than ten years. Is it wrong for me to want it to accompany me for a few more years? My wife passed away, and my children don't have time to come over often. Who else can I be with besides it?"

"So you are so selfish that you would rather watch it suffer and lock it in the room than let it rest in peace?"

"You're harming it!"

"That's too much. Cats also have cat rights. Have you asked for its opinion?"

Several people were pissed off by Uncle Zhao's self-righteous attitude, especially when they saw the miserable state of the orange cat.

Ever since discovering that Grandpa Zhao had come out, the orange cat has been dragging its aching body and standing in front of the grandpa in a protective posture.

Seeing this, several people felt even more uncomfortable.

Most of them have pets at home, so they can understand Uncle Zhao's reluctance to part with the cat. What they cannot accept is that Uncle Zhao selfishly ignores the pain of the orange cat in exchange for so-called companionship.

For a moment, they didn't even know whether Uncle Zhao loved the cat or hated the cat by doing this.

"Why are you protecting this old man? He has treated you like this!" Shao Qing was the first one who couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to step forward to drive the orange cat away.

"Meow——" The orange cat bared its teeth again, bent its body slightly, and made a gesture as if to attack someone.

"Come——" Song Tang was too lazy to reason with this stubborn old man and just threw the talisman in his hand away.

When the soul-calling talisman was attached to the orange cat, an orange figure floated out and soon floated to Song Tang's side.

Song Tang reached out and hugged the orange cat. The corrupted body fell to the ground with a bang after losing its soul and soon turned into a pool of blood.

Seeing his cat turned into blood and the strong smell of decay in the air, Uncle Zhao went completely crazy. He picked up his crutch and started attacking several people indiscriminately.

"Where did you come from, you bastards? Give me back my cat. I had a hard time asking that person to help me keep Dudu. But you killed it so easily. I'm going to kill you, kill you - Dudu, my Dudu -"

Uncle Zhao was crying and fighting. Even though the men were not very skilled, they could still outrun an old man in his seventies or eighties.

For fear of being scammed, several people ran out of the room quickly and slammed the door.

Song Tang was grabbed by several people, holding the soul of the orange cat, and ran downstairs again.

Aunt Zhao was waiting anxiously downstairs. When she saw them, she quickly came up to ask about the progress of the matter.

Shao Qing's eyes rolled and he had already thought of what to say.

"Ah, the old man was just too lonely. He always thought his cat was not dead, so he secretly hid the body in the room. The monster you saw should be the shadow of the cat, so it looks so huge."

As Shao Qing spoke, he held Aunt Zhao's arm affectionately and carefully instructed her, "The cat was badly rotten and turned into blood. We exposed the matter to his face, and now the old man is so angry that he beat us out. Of course, we won't hold it against the old man, we can understand his feelings."

How could Aunt Zhao not know what kind of person her father is?

He is just an old stubborn man. When he gets stubborn, he won't listen to anyone.

She used to listen to her mother, but since her mother passed away, she won't listen to anyone.

I didn't expect it to have developed to this point. It seems we have to consider sending him to a nursing home.

At least there's someone taking care of you there, which is better than going crazy at home.

"I'm so sorry. My dad is just like that. I didn't expect him to be so outrageous as to hide the cat's body." Aunt Zhao looked at the guilt on their faces and said, "I will definitely write a letter of praise to your school to thank you for helping me solve this problem."

They believed Shao Qing's nonsense so easily that everyone didn't know whether to be happy or feel sad for Uncle Zhao.

In the end, none of them accepted Aunt Zhao's red envelopes. After leaving Aunt Zhao's house, everyone felt a little complicated.