Before becoming a cat demon

Shen Tingzhi never expected that Lin Zhixian would not be able to stop Jing Shao's arrow in time, but this only confirmed his guess in his heart - no matter which world, as long as the task is completed, his life will come to an end.

He couldn't help but think about his original world. If he regarded life as a mission, would he die because of the fulfillment of some mission?

Having thought of Zhuang Sheng and a butterfly, Shen Tingzhi couldn't help laughing at himself.He wanted to raise the corners of his mouth and smile, only to find that his whole body was weak and weak, and even moving his fingers slightly was extremely difficult.

Only then did Shen Ting realize that he had traveled to a new world.

Ever since the arrow fell off the cliff, he has been in chaos. If the system hadn't prompted the task to be completed, Shen Tingzhi might not be able to help suspecting that the task had failed.After all, "Zhuang Xuying" is dead, and no one can stop Qi Luan from seizing the throne.

But now it seems that Qi Luan has given up?

I don't know how long he was in a coma before Shen Tingzhi felt a little bit of consciousness. His first reaction was - this body is too weak, and it feels like he is dying soon.

There was some reaction from his side, and there was a noise in his ear, as if a young man was calling someone, although he deliberately lowered his voice, Shen Tingzhi still heard it.

"Uncle Song, Qingyan is awake."

The young man's voice was gentle and warm, like a gurgling stream flowing slowly, which relieved Shen Tingzhi's fatigue a little, but the feeling of lack of strength still lingered in his body.

Listening to this voice, Shen Tingzhi recognized that this person was Yuanshen's close friend Xin Chu.

After learning the news, Shen Tingzhi became more worried about his physical condition.Xin Chu's medical skills are superb, and his reputation as a genius doctor is far-reaching, but the words he said to Yuanchen's father just now did not have any joy at all, but were full of heaviness.

How bad is his physical condition that even his confidant friends are helpless?

Shen Tingzhi took a slight breath before slowly opening his eyes.

What came into my eyes was a mature yet handsome face, somewhat similar to Shen Tingzhi's own appearance, but a bit more vicissitudes of the years.

Shen Ting knew that his parents died early, and the identity of traveling through several worlds has nothing to do with his parents.For some reason, when he saw this face, he felt extraordinarily kind. Seeing the worry and eagerness on the other's face, Shen Tingzhi felt sore, and couldn't help but blurted out: "Father."

He lacks strength, and his voice is soft and weak, like a newborn kitten.

Hearing this voice, Song Xuning felt pain in his heart when he saw his child's pale face, and he was about to shed tears.

Xin Chu watched from the side, fearing that he would reveal his emotions in front of his friends and affect his physical condition, so he hastily and quietly tugged on his clothes.

Song Xuning tilted his head, tried his best to suppress his emotions, and then said to Shen Tingzhi with a smile, "Is Yan'er still feeling unwell? Is there anything you want to eat?"

With their reactions like this, what is there that Shen Ting doesn't understand?I'm afraid he has few days left to live.

But if that's the case, how does he accomplish the task?Thinking like this, Shen Tingzhi still did not forget to respond to Song Xuning's question.

He shook his head slowly, and whispered, "I want to drink some soup."

Such a small movement not only made it extremely difficult for him to do, but also caused a burst of dizziness and extremely nausea in his stomach.Only then did Shen Tingzhi realize how important health is.

In his current situation, no matter what request he made, Song Xuning would agree.

But for this small request, Song Xuning couldn't control his emotions, and hastily responded: "Okay, okay, Daddy will let you make soup for you."

After that, he rushed out in a hurry.

Xin Chu looked at his leaving back, feeling extremely sad, how could he not understand Song Xuning's thoughts?

Firstly, my good friend has a good temper. Although he was ill, he never made any unreasonable demands. If he was a little bit more arrogant at this time, and asked for some unhealthy food to embarrass his uncle, maybe he would feel better.

Second, because he was born with a serious disease, his good friend has been accompanied by medicine and food since he was a child, and he can't touch anything that others love.Now that he is seriously ill, he can't even eat rice grains, and only uses some soup and water all day long. Seeing a well-behaved person getting thinner and thinner, even he can't help but feel sad.

Seeing Xin Chu turned his head, Shen Tingzhi smiled faintly and called out, "Ah Chu."

Xin Chu replied softly "Yes", and tucked the quilt for him and said, "Don't think too much about it, so you can take care of him."

"Don't you want to donkey me, don't I know my body?"

"Are you a genius doctor or am I?" Xin Chu secretly clenched her fists, but said forcefully, "If you keep cursing yourself indiscriminately like this, don't blame me for being rude."

"Hey," Shen Tingzhi teased, "How can Mr. Xin, who is known in the world as gentle as jade, be so rude to me?"

There was a playful smile on his face, and his mouth was full of teasing. He looked so innocent that no one could feel any irritation.The pale and bloodless lips and the colorless face all showed that this was a terminally ill person.

Seeing the appearance of his best friend in his life, Xin Chu felt a powerless sense of despair almost spread all over his body. He couldn't help reaching out his hand, wanting to touch his pale, thin but delicate and charming face.

The moment he touched his skin, Xin Chu realized how inappropriate his behavior was. He looked at the other person's expression in a panic, only to realize that he had closed his eyes and fell asleep again at some point, his shallow breathing was weak but full of vitality. strong.

He lightly rubbed the cool skin under his hands, and was lost in a daze until the person lying on the bed moved slightly, then he hurriedly withdrew his hand, walked out of the room quickly, and tripped over a stool when he reached the door Almost fell down.

Shen Tingzhi, who was in a deep sleep, half-opened his eyes in a daze, and saw his figure losing his composure in a haze, and suddenly felt a little out of breath - he didn't know how sad Ke Xian must have been when he left suddenly in that way.

In the next few days, Shen Tingzhi was in a groggy state, rarely awake.

There are people coming and going in and out of the room from time to time, but the movements are very light.

The Song family is a big business family, and Song Xuning only has a precious son like Song Qingyan, who has been cherished and protected since he was a child, but he still couldn't keep it.

Shen Tingzhi can often feel someone holding his hand in his deep sleep, guarding his bedside, and he knows that that person is the father of this body.

Sometimes Shen Tingzhi sincerely wishes to stay for a while, even if it is to give the poor father more time to spend with his children.

However, Shen Tingzhi's arrival didn't change anything. He completely lost consciousness one night, and the feeling of suddenly being unable to breathe let him know that the life of this body had come to an end.

There was a burst of noise from the end of the street, and the sound of footsteps accompanied by human voices was noisy and messy, startling the birds singing cheerfully on the branches.

Shen Tingzhi lay on the top of the wall, boredly watching the crowd shouting and running past the street outside the wall, he poked his head to see what happened, but the angle of view was limited, and he couldn't see anything.

He could only hear someone yelling something like "the general is still facing the court".

Shen Ting knew that there was no resurrection, he became a wandering soul.

Yes, a wandering spirit, and a wandering spirit whose movements are hindered.

Since "Song Qingyan" died, he has been trapped here.

From watching others hold his own funeral at the beginning to watching Song Xuning take his family away from this sad place, Shen Tingzhi has never been able to leave this house.

"Yaoyueling, are you sure the target of the mission will appear today?" Shen Tingzhi asked, because he was lethargic every day before, and he had no energy to communicate with the system.

Now he doesn't feel any pain, but his body is light and light, even if he walks in a normal way, once he touches him, he becomes wandering.

System: "Yes, the body of the host was cursed during his lifetime, so he has been unable to leave the main house after death. After the object of today's mission appears, the host will be free."

Shen Tingzhi propped his chin, and said casually: "Then I guess, the object of the mission must be a general, maybe it happens to be returning to the court today, and he will come back to me later, and then-continue-before-yuan."

system:……

"Meow~"

"Huh." Shen Tingzhi quietly hid behind the wall, and whispered to the system: "That kitten is here again."

He said, peeking cautiously over the wall.

Shen Ting didn't know if he would show himself. I heard that cats are very sensitive to supernatural things. He is a ghost now. In ancient times, this kind of thing was most taboo. Maybe someone will invite Taoist priests to take him in.

It was not the first time for Shen Tingzhi to see this cat. When he first became a wandering spirit, he would sway to the wall and try to get out, although he never succeeded.

This cat seems to come here every day, Shen Tingzhi wonders if he knows anyone in this house, but unfortunately everyone has moved away, it is destined not to wait.

After going through so much, Shen Ting knows that he always has a special feeling for cats, and he can't bear to watch the kitten waiting without hope every day.

The kitten turned from the corner to the door, and then returned to the same place.

In the past, it should have left at this time, but this time, for some reason, the little guy stayed there. It squatted down and looked at the street in the distance.

Shen Tingzhi followed its eyes and looked suspiciously, and found that there was nothing unusual there, but soon he heard a sound of horseshoes, and a figure appeared at the end of the street——

A man is coming here on a tall horse.

Shen Tingzhi looked intently, and saw that the man was wearing silver armor, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a tall and mighty figure, exuding a murderous aura all over his body, he looked heroic and extraordinary.

Thinking that an invincible general on the battlefield should also look like this, Shen Tingzhi thought aimlessly, and suddenly widened his eyes——

Wouldn't it be really hit by his crow's mouth?

The author has something to say: To be honest, I just want to write emotional dramas, why do I only remember the plot in the end?The key is that the plot is not very clear (crying loudly).In the next book, I must write-talk-love-love! ! !

Having said that, is it because I have been single for a long time and become frigid, so I can't write dog abuse plots? (touches chin) No, I have to think about it.