Maoshan Ghostbusters

When Lu Fei said this, he stopped suddenly and said with a smile, "Magic Yue, don't you have anything to ask me this time?"

Mo Yue smiled and said, "Well, not yet, you can keep talking."

Lu Fei smiled and said, "It's really rare, you actually have a good time."

Mo Yue smiled, “It’s not that I’m fine, but I think your analysis and description just now are in place, and needless to say. You analyzed the different attitudes of domestic cats and wild cats towards humans, and you also painted a picture of poor The scene where the cat is cold and hungry really makes people cry unconsciously. By the way, this cat is really a poor little thing."

Lu Fei smiled, "I can't think of it at all. This description actually has the effect of tearing. And I was surprised to find that even a hard-hearted person like you would cry over the miserable experience of a kitten? This It surprised me too much. Okay, let me tell you the story. The cat sighed and fell silent again. The old Taoist knew that it was falling into painful memories and it was inconvenient to disturb, so he could only wait for it to speak. After a long time, the cat spirit finally spoke. I was so hungry that I couldn’t bear it. So I remembered that there was a mouse hole in the dry well in the yard. If I kept waiting at the hole, I should be able to wait for the mouse to come out and die. The air in the hole is dirty, the mouse They can’t be stuffed in the hole all the time, they also need to come out to breathe. It’s night, and it’s time for them to move around. In fact, it’s not difficult for me to catch mice, as long as I stay patiently at the entrance of the hole. At night, the wind is strong, hiding in the dry well, even if you can’t keep the mouse out of the hole, you can also avoid the wind. The dry well is designated to be warmer than this empty house, because I was hungry and cold, I had to hide in another place. I jumped down The window sill, walking towards the courtyard, the night was very quiet, I only heard the whistling wind and the rustling of leaves. At that time, I only knew that the dry well could be sheltered from the wind. I never thought that I would run out so recklessly that I would meet the one that killed me. Bastard. The night is terrible, it’s late autumn, I can’t even hear the cute insects, I can only hear the rustling of my feet on the fallen leaves. Meow-I'm so cold, I'm so hungry Yeah. I can’t help but let out a scream. But to my surprise, there was a meow in the dark. I shivered and pricked my ears. Is it the cry of my friends? But it’s not right, my friends Guys, aren’t they looking for food in the garbage dump? Tomorrow night around 8 o’clock, it should be the time for the nearby residents to take out the kitchen garbage. Generally, people who are particular about it will clean up the garbage at home after cleaning up the dishes, so Wild cats usually wait at the garbage dump before eight o’clock, beware of wild dogs grabbing food from them. Dogs eat a lot, unlike kittens, they eat delicately, and they are full in two or three bites, and one dog can eat. They lost the food rations of the three cats. Therefore, they are usually unwelcome to the wild dogs. Before they eat, they will all drive away the wild dogs. Of course, these are all told by the little friends, as for the little ones. How did the cat drive away dogs that are many times larger than them? It hasn’t seen it with its own eyes. It just feels that the words of its friends are exaggerated. It has also met dogs on the street. It remembers every time it meets them. Dogs, regardless of their size, gentle attitude, or barking ferociously, take avoidance measures and never conflict with them. In fact, it is very easy to avoid dealing with dogs, just a light leap. , Staying gracefully on the roof, squinting at them proudly, I believe that the queen-like look will surely make the clumsy dog ​​feel ashamed and walk away griefly with his tail sandwiched between them. At that time, I was stunned. In the same place, I dare not move, but all kinds of thoughts are flying in my head. I feel that there can be no cats in the yard at this time, because at this time, so Some wild cats will gather at the garbage dump near the large courtyard. For a long time, the wild cats are still very united, although they also have food and mate disputes with each other, but most of the time, they get along very well. Otherwise, they would not be seen snuggling together to keep warm in winter, and lying on the roof together to bask in the sun in summer. For safety reasons, they often go out in groups for food. So now, what happened to this lonely cat? Could it be the new wild cat? This reason is obviously valid. New cats are not easy to gregarious and tend to be alone. However, I thought about it carefully, and I didn't notice any new arrivals of wild cats recently, and I didn't hear the friends say that new members appeared. Just when I was in a daze, there was movement in the bushes in front of me. The leaves swayed unceasingly, and the rustling and clicking sounds made by the fallen leaves when they were stepped on. I could hear that the click declared that the branches were stepped on. The sound made during the break. The dead branches have been stepped off, and the bushes are shaking very strongly. Obviously, it is obviously not the sound made by a cat when walking by. Most of the cats are light in body. Even if they step on the dead branches, they will never die. The branch was broken, so I judged that what is hidden in the bushes ahead is definitely not a cat, but a giant, or at least a creature similar in size to a giant human. This discovery made me feel a little scared. I instinctively felt that the danger seemed to be approaching, and the danger seemed to be hidden in the heavy footsteps from the bushes just now. A cool breeze hit, I shivered, a little unsteady, and I planned to turn around to escape. At this moment, there was another meow from the bushes ahead. Hearing this cry, I was completely dumbfounded. According to my judgment, there should be a behemoth hiding in the grass, but what I heard was a meow for Mao? There is a saying that curiosity kills the cat. It is not difficult to see from this sentence that cats are born curious babies and are full of curiosity about everything. Now think about it, if I can turn around and run away as soon as I hear that cat cry, then I won't suffer the coming bad luck. But I was so curious that I had to stay and check. From this look, I was destined to die. The old Taoist was surprised, could it be that the cat's barking was not the cat's barking but-the cat spirit nodded, yes, I know what you want to say, indeed it is not the cat's bark, but-at this point, it is again Tears are streaming, I'm sorry, I need to calm down, and then continue. After that, it actually covered its face with its paws, sobbing like when a human was wronged. Upon seeing this, the old Taoist could not help but his nose became sore and his eyes were moist. "