Nine Lives, One Meow

Lin Feng bent his arms and leaned on the cold wall with all his strength. Hearing the sound of water ticking next to his ears, he felt powerless in his heart against the current situation.

"I'm so hungry... Uncle Ya's father, why is there a fierce god enshrined in the basement of your house?" The fierce god bluntly said that the place where they are is the physical nemesis of the cat family.

They will not feel how uncomfortable their bodies are, nor will they be overwhelmed by the fierce god's hard energy, but they will degenerate into ordinary people's physiques, and within the scope of the hard energy, they will not be able to use their years of cultivation until the fierce god leaves , the restrictions on the cats of the Meow clan will disappear.

This basement has been specially remodeled, and it looks very evil no matter how you look at it. The long corridor is extremely empty. There are only lights for lighting here, and there are no ventilation holes around it. A little bit of oxygen is injected by a mechanical exhaust fan. Slice composition, very small.

There was no door, maybe there was, but they couldn't find it.

Lin Feng knew that the person who did the attack probably didn't intend to let them go out alive, because with his sensitive five senses, he didn't find the key to getting out, so it was a bit interesting.

Compared to Chu Xiangtian, his condition is not bad. After all, he is young and strong, and he ate a lot of meat from Uncle Ya before he was tied up. Chu Xiangtian's condition is worse. He is already weak and his legs are weak. In the severe cold and without a cane, he can only rely on the thin cat Lin now.

Lin Mao's small body in human form is really not enough to look at. If San Pang came, maybe it would not be too difficult to drag an old man along with him.

Lin Feng couldn't bear it, and he couldn't help it. He had been in the world for more than two years, and he had certain feelings for human beings, let alone the father of his own man. No matter how scumbag his character was, he had to protect him. Outsiders (cats) who haven't "passed the door" start (paws).

The burden on his shoulders is not so heavy.

"Cough cough... you... cough cough..."

"Meow meow, don't talk, I can't find water now, I'm not thirsty, but you... hey, let's be patient and pray that the patriarch and the others can recruit them." Lin Feng thought a little depressed.

There is no ventilation hole to pass the breath, and the patriarch who is also unable to use mana can really be found smoothly?

But having said that, which person is so wicked, enshrining a fierce god in a resident's home is absolutely a matter of harming others and benefiting oneself.

It must be that the long-headed bag gave up the treatment.

Lin Feng thought hard.

In fact, his situation is not bad, the one who is really miserable is Zhan Chuyang.

With a pale face, he watched Chu Qingfeng inject an unknown blue liquid into his arm, which may be poison or the original drug solution.

Zhan Chuyang is not ignorant of these things. He also lived in many dark and unknown places in the United States, but at that time, his friends were by his side to pull him back from the dangerous abyss to the normal path in time.

He opened his lips tremblingly, but closed them immediately, without asking anything.

On the contrary, Chu Qingfeng smiled very elegantly, like a perfect gentleman, and seemed to know him very well, and took the initiative to answer Zhan Chuyang's doubts, "Don't doubt, it's what you think, but it's not poisonous, I'm not willing to treat you Poison, Chu Yang, whom you have always known."

His smile became brighter and brighter, and there was a deep affection between his brows.

This is the kind of person who turned his younger brother's birthday party into a battlefield yesterday. It's the kind of person who pushed his biological mother out to be a back sheep yesterday. A good son who is heartbroken by an unrepentant mother.

Oh... what a straight line, what a good eldest son.

With a warm smile, Chu Qingfeng gently stroked Zhan Chuyang's cheek like a treasure, inch by inch, slowly and crazily.

Zhanchu Yang was expressionless as if being touched by a dog. Naturally, his anger was unspeakable, but he could not move at all. The tip of the syringe was still stuck in his flesh and his jaw was clamped. The seemingly gentle movements had already pinched him sorely.

"Why..." He was slurring his words at this time because of the twisted face.

But he still wanted to ask why this person was so crazy and why.

"Why? Well...of course it's for you." Chu Qingfeng said as it should.

"Stupid!" This is a pervert.

"Oh, don't be angry." Chu Qingfeng touched his lips, paused, but still didn't attach it immediately, but rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, "I want both the Chu family and you. Uh... ...Good intentions are a bit greedy, but people are like this. I have worked so hard to get you, how can I see Chu Feiya and that Lin Feng living a happy life."

Zhan Chu Yang was numb all over from being touched, it was simply too disgusting, did you wash your hands before touching it?

But he didn't forget what was written on the note, he suppressed his disgust and said again, "Bomb...cough, what's going on."

His jaw was suddenly stuck again, powerful and persistent, which caught him off guard, and he almost held his breath.

Chu Qingfeng smiled lightly, "Bomb? Of course I lied to you. The villa is in my name. Where is there a bomb? How could I be so mad that I destroyed my own home."

"Your motherfu—ah——" Zhan Chuyang's body twitched, his eyes were astringent from the pain, and his legs trembled.

It turned out that the needle of the syringe was pushed into the flesh by Chu Qingfeng, and it seemed to be buried deep in Zhan Chuyang's arm at this time, and he didn't know if he could get it out successfully.

Seeing him suffering, Chu Qingfeng looked distressed, but also very relieved, "That's great, you are almost crying, which means that you have returned to my side and are no longer with the second child."

People and things that have never been obtained before, but stubbornly believe that they should be owned by themselves.

This is indeed a disease, and Zhan Chu Yang also knew that Chu Qingfeng was still seriously ill.

He fell crookedly, his eyelids were so heavy that they gradually closed to death.

It was the thing injected into the body that had an effect, and Chu Qingfeng must have lied to him. The thing was not a drug at all, it was probably a drug or something.

However, Chu Qingyang still had a lot of doubts before he passed out. I haven't seen him for so many years, what exactly is Chu Qingfeng obsessed with himself!

But the most urgent thing now is to find out where Lin Feng and the old man of the Chu family have been taken.

Maybe at this time... Fei Ya should have seen that mark...

Zhan Chuyang no longer resisted the bouts of drowsiness, he let go of his clenched fist that was bleeding, and was firmly caught by Chu Qingfeng before he fell heavily to the ground. Pulling out the needle, she began to kiss Zhan Chuyang's hair.

The potion was so strong that Zhan Chu Yang didn't regain consciousness because his flesh and blood were implicated.

At this time, in the hall on the first floor, Chu Feiya had already found the mark made by his own bad friend.

That was the secret code Zhan Chuyang used when he was playing in the yard with two brothers from the Chu family when he was a child. Chu Qingyang had the habit of snatching things from Chu Feiya's hands and giving them to him to eat and play. He and Chu Feiya made a symbol of a deer head as a code word, as long as he draws a deer on the wall, it means that Chu Qingfeng is going to steal Chu Feiya's things.

On the wall of the now lifeless Chu family hall, a blood-red fawn's head is particularly eye-catching, and the painting is twisted and crooked.

"What is this drawn from?"

Qu Yiran touched a little, and leaned closer to the tip of his nose, "ketchup."

He is a psychic who understands yin and yang, so he can naturally see that this house has been housed by many evil gods. Ordinary gods are invited to guard the house and keep the family safe, but it is unprecedented for the evil god to guard the house. It seems that he wished to attract all the evil spirits. It is indeed very dangerous for ordinary people to do so.

"How is it? Little master, can you get rid of those things in this house?" Wu Xinyan asked eagerly.

Lin Feng has been gone for so long, and if he can't find any more, he will lose weight and lose weight!

Er Fatty went hungry for two meals...the murderer is absolutely unforgivable!

It was the first time to be called such a title, Qu Yiran blushed a little, but his face was serious, "I will definitely try my best, please rest assured."

The fierce god asks for trouble and sends it off, but now that a few lives have been lost, he is no longer allowed to hesitate.

He withdrew a string of something from his cuff, held it in the palm of his hand and muttered something, gradually a dazzling white light appeared in the clenched palm, and then suddenly dimmed.

And Qu Yiran is constantly looking for the direction and position following such light wave changes.

At this moment, Wu Xinyan seemed to sense something, and his face suddenly changed, "That bastard..."

"Chu Yang?" At this time, Chu Feiya could barely recall their childhood pact, and his expression changed accordingly, suddenly gloomy and terrifying, "This was drawn by Chu Yang."

His eyes were deep and rolling, as if a huge wave was brewing, he bit each word very clearly, "Chu, Qing, Feng."

"That's right! Nima—even if that bastard is usually a little bit nasty, it's not his turn to point fingers." Wu Xinyan showed a fierce look on his face.

This was the first time he was so angry after becoming a human.

San Fatty next to him looked surprised, "Patriarch, don't you really hate that guy named Zhan Chuyang?"

"Idiot! Did I ever say that I like him?" Wu Xinyan frowned, bit the tip of her tongue suddenly, spat blood on her hand, and quickly tapped it between her brows, forcefully mobilizing the silent Qi in her body.

San Pang turned pale with shock, "Patriarch, you will deplete your cultivation..." If it is serious, it will even cost your life!

Whether he likes it or hates it, San Pang is confused, he only knows that the patriarch must care about that person, otherwise it would be impossible to ignore his own body and responsibility, and just want to do everything to save him.

"Stop talking." Wu Xinyan glared coldly, quickly making a seal on his chest with one hand.

At this time, Qu Yiran, who was trying to communicate with the fierce gods, suddenly grasped the power he was about to break out of the ground, and shook his head, "It doesn't need to be like this."

Too dangerous.

He looked behind him and said calmly, "Li Mi, Dongfang, please."

"You..." Wu Xinyan was completely shocked, "You actually have two ghosts by your side?"

Qu Cangmang said with some embarrassment, "Actually, there are three of them, and one of them has recently retreated."

=口= He actually kept three ghosts by his side.

The patriarch and San Fat who were traveling together were all embarrassed. After hearing this, the ignorant humans heard this, well, what else could they say besides being silent?

Those present are all from our own family, that is Ling Feng's younger brother==!

So...well, we didn't even hear it.

"Oh, shit, you're all crazy." Xi Jiangchu had goosebumps all over his body, because one of the ghosts showed up deliberately, and swayed twice in front of his eyes with a smile.

Chu Feiya was extremely calm. Perhaps it was because he was already as skilled as Lin Feng, he could see things in the world of Yin and Yang, and he even calmly followed the pace of Gui Shangpiao, three steps and two steps Leaped to the second floor, "Ah Chu."

He turned around suddenly.

Xi Jiangchu trembled all over, "Huh?"

"Actually." Chu Feiya paused, "Xiao Feng is not human either."

Xijiang Chu = mouth =, "..."

Damn, what the hell is going on in the world, what a fool!

"Sorry, I don't have time to elaborate, I'll leave this to you, watch Zheng Peiwen." He followed behind the ghost and ran all the way to the third floor.

"Hey..." Xi Jiangchu's outstretched hand hangs down feebly.

What the hell!

== Then he turned around, and saw a male ghost in fluttering white clothes, holding a guqin, standing behind him with a smile, with one arm still on his shoulder.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Tang Yin." The ghost in white smiled gracefully.

Because of Qu Yiran's needs, he rushed out of the retreat to help out.

Xi Jiangchu was stunned, "You you you you you..."

I go, why can I see ghosts!

"Hehe, don't panic, but let me look at the lady named Zheng Peiwen with you. Well, I need to teach you a lot. I don't get in touch with people often, and I'm not very good at talking."

"..." Brother QAQ, please stop talking.

He was not Chu Feiya who was already a man and a beast and had seen people transform into cats and cats into humans. Naturally, he couldn't accept the theory of ghosts and gods.

But Chu Feiya followed the ghost all the way, but he still couldn't catch up with the speed at which Chu Qingfeng left with the unconscious Zhan Chuyang. He tried his best to hold on to the window frame and wanted to jump down from the third floor to chase people, but there was a snow-white cat who was bigger than him. The movement was faster, and rushed out from Chu Feiya's side like an arrow.

Chu Feiya took a closer look, and found that this cat was even fatter than his second fat cat. The wrinkled meat rolls on its stomach could be rolled out, but its fur was spotlessly white.

"wait!"

"Don't follow." The cat suddenly said, turning its head and staring at Chu Feiya by the window in mid-air, warning him not to do anything stupid, "Go back and find Lin Feng with Master Qu, he may be trapped in this house .”

As expected of the patriarch, even if he turns into a cat, he can't just meow like Lin Feng.

Chu Feiya was stunned for a moment by the familiar voice, but soon recovered, "I see."

Wu Xinyan's identity and relationship with the people (cats) around her can naturally be trusted.

But... Should it be said that he is worthy of being the head of the clan, that figure is really "prominent".

In a day, there are almost no good things, and bad things happen one after another.

Chu Qingyang, who was sleeping with the dog in his arms in the living room, suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, and then fell to the ground with a "plop", his body curled up and trembling, which was comparable to an epileptic seizure.

"Woof!" Husky rushed over but was punched away by him.

But the fist was useless.

Chu Qingyang seemed to be restraining something with all his strength, his teeth had already clenched several bloodstains on his lips, looking ferocious and terrifying.

But the huskies could only circle around him, not willing to leave obediently.

"Wang Wang!"

The little master is addicted to drugs again.

"Fuck, what's going on, Qingyang, don't bite yourself, don't scratch yourself." Xi Jiangchu didn't care about the fact that there was still a ghost floating on his shoulder at this time, and hurried over to help him , but was kicked away by Chu Qingyang, who was almost unconscious.

Obviously something is wrong, "Well, is there anything you can do to calm him down?"

He originally wanted to ask the psychic teacher Qu Yiran.

But the ghost had already floated in front of him, and he nodded calmly and smiled, "It's ok, just play a song."

The author has something to say: Only in this way can the article be worthy of the supernatural and fantasy label, not only fantasy, but also supernatural =3=

small theater--

Lin Feng: Uncle Ya is going to starve to death, then BT trapped me in the basement and didn't give me food, and my swimming ring is gone QAQ!

Chu Feiya: It's okay, I'll feed you, there will be swimming rings.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up: Really!Great! ...uh...huh?Uncle Ya, what are you doing... woo woo woo... Don't play in the basement... What should I eat if you eat cat meat!

Then, Uncle Ya said that if one person is full and the whole family is not hungry, it is really wretched, and the lower limit is hopeless.