cat disease

Pull Fang Wei directly to leave.

Fang Wei followed for two steps, but just as the two of them reached the door, Fang Wei paused, looked deeply at Chong Jiu beside him and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Of course I will take you out." Chong Jiu frowned, and took him out with great force, "This is not the place for you to stay."

It's just that he didn't move Fang Wei no matter how hard he tried, instead Fang Wei staggered: "Don't go, you can't get out."

"If you can go out, trust me." Chongjiu was obsessed with the outside, saying nothing to let Fang Wei take it with him in this house, but Fang Wei didn't know which muscle was wrong, so he refused to leave no matter what.

Chongjiu sensed something was wrong, stopped in his tracks, looked at Fang Wei and asked, "What's wrong? Look at me like that."

Fang Wei leaned forward, seeing that the noses of the two were about to touch each other, Chong Jiu subconsciously wanted to step back, but finally endured it and kept his original posture to confront Fang Wei.

Fang Wei looked down at Chong Jiu's almost colorless lips, stuck out his tongue and licked his own lips, and said, "You look much more delicious now than before."

Chong Jiu stared blankly at Fang Wei for two seconds, then suddenly smiled, stepped forward to respond to Fang Wei's movements, and was about to kiss him.

The moment they were about to meet, Fang Weixiang took a step back, wiped the corners of his lips and said, "Although Master Jiu's lips are delicious, I'm not such a frivolous person, anyone can eat them."

Chongjiu closed his smile and looked at Fang Wei: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Fang Wei greeted the stunned Tai Xu, "Come here quickly, what are you doing standing there, roasting a corpse?"

Tai Xu trotted over belatedly, when a kitten's head poked out from Fang Wei's arms, looked at Fang Wei, then at Chong Jiu, shrunk its neck and returned to the lapel.

"Look, cats know that something is wrong with you, so don't pretend." Fang Wei said.

Chong Jiu frowned and thought for a moment, then tilted his head and smiled: "How did you recognize it?"

After speaking, black air enveloped his body, and when he reappeared, he had turned into the grandson, but he was not sitting in a wheelchair anymore, and his legs seemed to be fine.

Fang Wei glanced at Changsun Min's legs, and then at his face: "Not as good-looking as him, not as good-looking as him."

The eldest grandson leaned back and laughed as if hearing a huge joke, took a step forward, and looked at Fang Wei oppressively: "It's not important, but what I said earlier is true, you are really not suitable for this job." stay in the room."

Fang Wei raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"This room is specially designed for Lord Jiu. You, an ordinary person, will easily lose your soul if you stay here for a long time, let alone your soul is incomplete." Changsun Yan looked down at the cat in Fang Wei's arms, "Your soul is still in this cat's body."

Chapter 101

Chapter 102

◎Small sale◎

Fang Wei coughed twice, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where did this scar come from, it seems that I haven't seen it in the early years?"

"Accidentally knocked." Chongjiu felt a little too perfunctory after saying this sentence, so he added three words that were consciously not perfunctory, "It doesn't matter."

Fang Wei chuckled, said "nonsense" in a low voice, then pressed his fingertips on the scar again, and said, "I remember that when you were in Nanxi Village, you had a deep wound on your hand. It seems to be getting better soon."

Chongjiu didn't feel any annoyance at being exposed for his lies, instead he looked at Fang Wei and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Fang Wei smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just curious."

Chong Jiu pursed his lips, and after a while he said, "What did the grandson tell you just now?"

Fang Wei didn't deny it, but still looked at the small depression with burning eyes and said, "Well... I've said a lot, which one do you want to hear?"

Chongjiu didn't answer. He didn't know if Changsun Yin had said everything that should be said and what should not be said. The important thing was that he was not sure whether Changsun's goal had been achieved.

Looking at Fang Wei's weak appearance now, it looks like he has been tampered with by the eldest grandson.

"Eldest grandson moved you? Where did you hurt?"

Fang Wei was able to pick up what Chong Jiu didn't like to hear just now, but now he seems weak and can't say anything.

Seeing this, Chong Jiu set his sights on Tai Xu.

Tai Xu was a little bit stuck, Fang Wei seemed to be deliberately concealing it, but Chong Jiu didn't chase Fang Wei to ask, but threw the question over, it was uncomfortable being caught in the middle.

Fortunately, there was a leader beside him who spoke at this time and gave Tai Xu a step: "What happened?"

Tai Xu looked at Fang Wei with erratic eyes, and whispered: "It's really just the black air rushing over, the rest is nothing."

This is already the biggest problem.

Tai Xu's words are more measured, after all, he is considered an adult, although he is usually a little timid and does not have much contact with his colleagues, but he can understand the eyes that should be seen.

It was obvious that Brother Fang wanted him to say that, but he didn't say the whole thing.

This is not a lie, it is true that the black air rushed over, but was stopped by the cat.

Taixu comforted himself.

Chong Jiu pulled Fang Wei up: "Go, don't sit still, you have to get out quickly."

The house is where the eldest grandson lives, so we need to find a quiet place to see if there is any dirt in Fang Wei's body.

Chongjiu has always been not good at explaining, especially when facing Fang Wei, even if he has something to say, he will think twice and swallow it back, so in this case, only urging is left.

Fang Wei coughed twice, and looked a little weaker for real, as if he could close his eyes and burp in the next second.

"You haven't answered my words, where do you want to take me now? Do you think I can get out alive in this state? Cough cough...not to mention that you just transferred Yin Qi into my body, I am now an ordinary People, even if they are in a bad mood, they will be sick for two days, not to mention that I am not in good health, and I don't think I will live long, so why don't you just talk to me?"

As soon as these words came out, Chong Jiu, who had just stood up, lost all strength in an instant, and the air-conditioning on his body became a little bit colder. Even Tai Xu, who had always been slow, felt that something was wrong with Master Jiu. The back is a little stiff.

Fang Wei sat on the ground and pulled Chong Jiu's hand, obviously without much effort, but successfully pulled Chong Jiu down and squatted beside him.

Fang Wei said with a smile: "Originally, I wouldn't be able to stay long when I came back, so it's not bad, it helps you solve a big hidden danger."

He patted himself on the chest: "It's the best use of everything."

Chongjiu kept silent, and it was not obvious that he had any opinion on this statement.

Fang Wei: "Since it's all like this, why don't you tell me well, you can't let me leave with such regret? Although I did come back to solve this trouble."

"Isn't the trouble you want to solve?" Chong Jiu's voice was a little hoarse, with a bit of sarcasm in his voice, "I thought you came back to solve my trouble."

"Naturally, I have your share too. Who knew that you would be so careless and still follow my old path without any lessons learned." Fang Wei didn't seem to feel the self-mockery in Chongjiu's voice, and stroked Chongjiu's hair and said , "And why did you cut your hair? I've asked you several times and you haven't answered me properly."

Others don't know what the old road was back then, but Fang Wei and Chongjiu are more aware of each other. During the days in the bookstore, Chongjiu has already felt that he has established an inextricable connection with every book, although Every line is very weak, but when every life leaves, there will be a drop of tears falling on his heart, reminding him that another life in this world has come to an end.

Even though the gatekeeper is not the god of creation and cannot create every life, he is the god who is most closely connected with life. Because of this, when these lives fluctuate, the blessings and karma that should be reflected on some people are not properly taken care of Once properly placed, these responsibilities also become the culpability of the gatekeeper.

"Because I don't have enough yin energy." Chongjiu said suddenly, "I don't have enough yin energy on my body, and I have no place to take it, so I borrowed my hair."

"Your hair can still produce Yin Qi?" Fang Wei asked.

Chong Jiu pondered for a moment, he didn't understand whether Fang Wei asked the question knowingly or really didn't understand, but it seemed a bit hypocritical to explain more.This kind of hypocritical emotion has never appeared on Chongjiu, and naturally he will not be hypocritical for the sake of hypocrisy, so it is even more difficult to explain.

He put Fang Wei's hand on his face, let him feel his skin and said, "Have you felt the temperature? Don't you understand so many times? Why do you still ask me?"

It’s not that Fang Wei didn’t have doubts before, but he had never seen living things living in a bookstore, and he didn’t know what a cat would look like after staying in a bookstore for a long time, so he thought that he was only cold because of the influence of Yin Qi , Surrounded by Yin Qi, even the sun that I used to love most is not exposed to the sun.

But after hearing Chong Jiu's words for a moment, he suddenly understood.

The smile on his face couldn't hold back, and he remembered the origin of cats that Changsun Min said.

Fang Wei looked down at the cat in his arms, and then at Chong Jiu, but Chong Jiu never took his eyes off from the beginning to the end, staring at Fang Wei without blinking.

After a short shock, Fang Wei put his palm on Chong Jiu's face, and that delicate and outrageous face looked familiar for a moment, as if he had seen it before in some places.

"Does this look good?" Chong Jiu smiled, "Fortunately, you like it."

This look is not familiar, except the eyes are still the same as the original cat, and the rest of the facial features can be found on it. It looks like it, but it is not very similar. It is more refined on the basis of that face, not like a real person. as exquisite.

As people's perfect fantasy, gods are more approachable, and no matter how beautiful they are, they will not exceed the range that ordinary people can imagine.But Chongjiu's appearance is obviously too beautiful, already a bit coquettish, especially with those erect pupils, like a seductive goblin walking out of a book.

"So you won't die." Chongjiu said with a smile, "Since they are all back, how can they let you go?"

After finishing speaking, Chongjiu didn't care about Fangwei, but took out the cat from his arms, brought it up to his eyes and looked at it, and then he understood it, and said to the two people behind him: "Take care of him, I'll go back as soon as I go, If you see the exit, just leave."

After all, without waiting for a response, he turned around and walked into the distance.

Fang Wei is indeed physically weak, but he is not as weak as he shows. He just wants to buy some misery and get some words out of the cat.

However, the words were tricked out, and in the end he got himself into the hole. This is not the result he wanted.

Fang Wei stood up against the wall, and after taking two deep breaths, he was about to follow Chong Jiu's footsteps.

Just as he took a step, he was pulled back by the person behind him.

He turned his head to look at Yan Zijin who was holding him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yan Zijin: "Aren't you uncomfortable?"

Fang Wei smiled.

He felt that his acting skills should be pretty good, at least the little cat was really worried at first.

"You'd better not go." Although Yan Zijin usually looked at the other party with a sense of awe, he actually respected him after knowing his identity.Different from Chongjiu's fear, the warm temperament of the true god will make people around him unconsciously let go of their guard and get close to each other. Therefore, under the cover of a carefree personality, the attitude of getting along with each other seems too casual.

But Yan Zijin has lived and died many times. Although he looks heartless at ordinary times, but now he is serious, he has the appearance that a superior person should have, and the calmness that has settled down after many times of reincarnation.

"He didn't let you stop me." Fang Wei said.

"But Master Jiu didn't let you follow." Yan Zijin still pulled him, "Although I don't know what happened to you, but I don't think the current situation is suitable for you to follow, after all, you are a human being now. The body, even if there is a soul of a god, you can't hold on to the fire in that room just now, and once the door is closed, you can't even find the passage."

"Master Jiu doesn't want you to get involved again."

"Afraid that I will get involved? Have you forgotten that I was in charge of today's situation?" Fang Wei shook off his hand on the sleeve.

Yan Zijin frowned and looked at Fang Wei.

He is the person who has reincarnated the most times in the world, so he is very familiar with all the gods, gods, ghosts and ghosts on the road of life and death. Correspondingly, Chongjiu has been in awe and fear in his heart from the very beginning, especially when he listened to Qin Qin later. Huai inadvertently mentioned that Chong Jiu's current appearance is not a real gatekeeper, but more like a ghost guarding the shop.

Later, Yan Zijin's mood began to become complicated. He couldn't tell whether he really regarded Chongjiu as a friend, or felt that Chongjiu was the only person in the world who could chat with him about the past and experience countless years together.

So he privately wondered if Chongjiu would also be thinking about reincarnation. Even though many people are not happy when they die, at least there is a next life where they forget everything. I can't go there, and I don't touch anything, and I feel lonely every time I see it, which is especially pitiful.

Later, he heard that the first god was kept in the cat raised by Chongjiu.

Fang Wei looked at Yan Zijin's changed face, and said, "Didn't you warn me not to move around? I almost killed all your subordinates. Now I am a little flattered by the sudden concern."

When he was in Nanxi Village, it was Fang Wei who seemingly unintentionally threw something into the formation, which caused the formation to go wrong, and his subordinates almost died there.

Yan Zijin wanted to grab Fang Wei's hand and put it down, saying: "I don't understand what happened between you, and I didn't want to get involved at first. But now it seems that the whole thing has something to do with our organization. My mind was not clear before, but I can vaguely remember what I saw."

Speaking of this, he lowered his head, feeling a little depressed.

"I know what's burning in the fire."

The fire burned his soul, there were people he didn't know, but most of them had met, and there were even people who got along day and night.

Yan Zijin smiled wryly at the corner of his mouth, "So I'm actually not the real person now, am I a soul or a soul?"

"Po." Fang Wei's voice was flat, and this kind of sad scene for ordinary people seemed unnecessary to him.

After thinking about it, he said a word of comfort: "The soul can be raised again."

However, most of the other people's souls are dull, and it is true that there are few people who are as lively as Yan Zijin.

Because there are so few, I don’t even know where to start with comfort.

Fang Wei was thinking about just throwing these two away, but he also thought that it would be unsafe to keep them here. If he really threw them away, it seemed that they would become nourishment for his eldest grandson.

When he was tangled up and down, Yan Zijin was a little stimulated by the matter of "spirit", and began to feel sad for the spring and autumn, and even felt so emotional about his tragic fate.

"Originally, I always thought that I was a person who was abandoned by the way of heaven. After all, there is no other such legendary life and death in this world except me." Yan Zijin sighed, "I don't know if you have heard that every life I live He died before reaching middle age, and his death was extremely tragic, no matter how many times he handed in the black book, passed the gate of reincarnation, or even boarded the boat, his memory of chatting with Tan Huai was still intact."

"Tan Huai, you should know, the ferryman on the Wangchuan River, I am familiar with him every time he comes and goes."

Fang Wei looked at Yan Zijin strangely, always felt that his current appearance was very much like the hypocritical monster who had all the tragic experiences in the self-introduction in the variety show.

Yan Zijin gulped down his saliva to moisten his throat, and almost burst into tears and snot.

Fortunately, I am just a soul now, without those things, I can only stick my neck and pretend to have a stuffy nose and continue to say: "Later, I thought it was Heaven who deliberately arranged for me to gather people who are somewhat different from ordinary people in the world, so as not to let them stand in the middle of ordinary people. If there is any trouble during the time, what else can I do for this world, in exchange for retaining the memory, I will die badly, and when I think about it later, I was wrong."

"It turns out that I was not arranged by heaven to walk in this world, but by my eldest grandson."

Speaking of this, Fang Wei finally showed a little interest, and Yan Zijin secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Yan Zijin continued: "No wonder you are so relieved to burn, so you know that those are not real people, but souls."

Fang did not comment.When he set the fire, he didn't notice whether those people were human or ghosts, but he just noticed a trace of unusual aura in them, just like the chaos in the bookstore.

Chongjiu can't touch because of the restrictions on his body, but he does whatever he wants. Getting rid of them early can avoid future troubles. In case the eldest grandson uses them as a shield again, Chongjiu can only be in a passive situation all the time.

Fang Wei was a little unscrupulous.

In the eyes of Heaven, every life has the same weight, so a person will not weigh more than an ant. On the contrary, in order to balance the yin and yang in the world, there are always some people who have to contribute.Tiandao's idea coincides with Fang Wei's.

Yan Zijin: "The reason why they are called failures by the grandson is mainly because the grandson needs to rely on human merit to continue his life. As many people have said, if you do more good things, your luck will be better and your life will be longer. .”

"I only heard that good people don't live long." Tai Xu muttered.

Fang Wei laughed out loud, he admired Taixu's behavior of dismantling the leadership.

Yan Zijin rolled his eyes at Tai Xu, and since he couldn't beat him up right here, he could only make a secret note in his heart and settle the score with him later.

Yan Zijin: "Generally speaking, it's about small merits. Small merits may be passed by a piece of dog shit, and if you cleverly don't step on it, then the report is over."

This metaphor is really good.

Fang Wei thought to himself.

Yan Zijin: "Great merit is hard to come by now, if the quality is not enough, we can only rely on quantity to win. A lot of it is piled up on one person, and sometimes it is difficult to form a reasonable cause and effect, so it is easy to affect a person's body or mind. "

Fang Wei nodded: "No wonder he is disabled."

"That's right." Yan Zijin said, "For those who have been stolen by him, the black book is not complete. Once or twice is relatively small, but if there are too many or great merits, it will easily affect the luck of the original owner, so we just It will lead to some confusion of yin and yang belonging to this person, accompanied by some abnormal, um, 'special functions'."

Therefore, many people with organizational skills are either too strong, or good at using spells, etc. After all, they are not skills that ordinary people can have.

Fang Wei: "Then?"

Yan Zijin was taken aback by the question, and quickly added: "So whether it's the water ghost or Xu Ping, they should all be pawns that he spread widely on purpose. After all, to collect merit, one person is not enough."

"Oh, I see, what else?"

"And?" Yan Zijin was at a loss for words for a while, what else, oh yes, and, "And the elder grandson is probably not what he used to be now, the three souls of a person can't be moved, the soul is indeed formed the day after tomorrow, even if the soul is gone , People will still live well, but some aspects may be incomplete, which makes other aspects very powerful."

"So I guess those people in the organization are the ones who were affected, but I don't have actual proof."

Fang Wei: "So you went around so much just to tell me that the eldest grandson is actually made up of the souls of many people?"

Yan Zijin said solemnly: "And it is very possible to use these souls to understand the affairs of the outside world. In other words, the people he has stolen souls are equivalent to his monitors. It is a bit scary to think so, but it cannot be ruled out."

Chapter 103

◎with cat◎

This long corridor still seems to have no end, the decoration is exactly the same, only the paintings on the wall are constantly changing.

Chong Jiu carried the cat like a plastic bag, and walked slowly along the corridor. The carpet under his feet looked wet, and there was a puffing sound when he stepped on it.

Chong Jiu's footsteps finally stopped in front of a painting.

The composition of that painting is really not very good, the dense branches and leaves are about to protrude from the frame, and a little bit of gray-black sky can be seen in the scattered gaps.

This painting looks familiar, and it is almost exactly the same as the scene seen from the window in the previous room.

Chong Jiu took a step back, looked at the painting, then picked up the cat, gestured twice, and threw it towards the painting, completely ignoring that the cat was actually his own body.

The originally lifeless cat suddenly started flapping its paws and screaming at the moment it soared into the air.

However, Chong Jiu threw it suddenly, and there was no point of strength around it, no matter how hard it threw, it couldn't escape the fate of painting its face.

But the strange thing is that at the moment when the cat's face hit the painting, the collision that should have happened did not happen. The cat's whiskers first melted into the painting, followed by the cat's head and body.

Chong Jiu raised his eyebrows, as he guessed, the exit was in a painting.

After the cat enters the painting, it gradually becomes wider and taller, and a two-meter-high door stands in front of you, leading directly to the outside.

The door opened in the woods, and there was not even a path around it, as if this villa was built in the wilderness.

In the distance, lightning flashed non-stop in the sky, and thunder rolled, but the rain couldn't come down anyway.

Chong Jiu picked up the limp and unconscious cat again and walked into the woods. The woods were pitch black, and only the lightning flashed to illuminate the way ahead.

Chong Jiu walked forward for a further distance, and the villa gradually shrank behind him.

Chongjiu didn't stop until the house was covered by trees and could only vaguely see the white roof through the gap. He threw the cat on the ground casually, took two steps back, looked at the limp cat and said: " Alright, just move on your own."

The cat, which was not moving at first, suddenly twitched twice, and then slowly stood up, but its hind legs still looked weak, which was somewhat similar to the paralyzed legs of the previous grandson.

It first looked at its body very humanely, then licked its paws slowly and said, "Sure enough, this is the body that suits us best, but it's a pity that you don't want it, it wasted so much time."

"It's not a waste, the soul in this body is still delicious." After speaking, it licked the corner of its mouth, as if after a full meal.

The black cat looked at Chong Jiu's paralyzed expression, and after a series of provocations fell through, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

The soul of the cat's body indeed belonged to a god. The strong power made his whole body warm, and there was a warm current in his legs, which had been unconscious for a long time. It seemed that he had finally come back to life after being half dead.

It's a pity that I just cast it on the cat, if...

"Don't rush to enjoy it, this shell is not something you can afford." Chong Jiu said coldly.

The eldest grandson was feeling something strange in the cat's body, and smiled immediately after hearing this sentence.

There is something terrifying about the laughter of a cat, especially in such a dark forest.

But the two are not ordinary people, so naturally they don't have any extra thoughts on this, but the cat said after laughing enough: "Obviously we are of the same origin, but in the end there is such a big difference, do you think I will be willing? Why, now standing The side of justice wants to judge me? Don't dream, you can't kill me, just like you can't kill yourself even if you peel your own skin."

"If you want me to die, unless you go back to the ancient battlefield and directly save the tens of thousands of dead souls, isn't it too late to do this now?"

Chong Jiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "How do you know I can't kill you?"

"How did you kill me? Heaven can't do anything to me. Even if I lose the merits I've collected for so many years, it's nothing more than turning into a ball of resentment and finding a corner to hide, waiting for a comeback."

Chong Jiu squatted in front of the cat with his trouser legs up, staring at the cat's head with his fingers.

From a distance, it looks like a person and a cat are making intimate contact. Only when you get close can you feel two biting cold currents confronting each other in the air.

"Are you willing to give up this shell of yours?" Changsun Yan was a little proud, "And the soul inside? I really can't swallow him completely now, but... licking it is also very good, it tastes delicious."

This description is really disgusting, Chongjiu lowered the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

If Fang Fang hadn't heard these words, I don't know if he would directly set his soul and cat on fire.

"Look at how weak you are now. I have thousands of souls in the world to support me, so you can only stay in that dilapidated place and can't go anywhere." The eldest grandson thinks that it is not exciting enough, so he said harshly.

Chong Jiu: "I thought you wanted to replace me."

"What do I want in that shabby place of yours?" Changsun Yan said disdainfully, "One acre of land, are you free to go out now? I don't even have a normal body. What I want is to truly transcend reincarnation and stand on the road of heaven." Come on, let the heavens have no way to tell me what to do."

"Why should heaven judge me as evil? I am evil. I couldn't help myself when I was born, but I have to face death infinitely. Why?"

Changsun Yan's appearance was a bit funny, especially when these words came out of a cat's body, Chongjiu suddenly understood why he always liked to tease him in different ways back then.

However, just as this thought flashed across, Chongjiu was in a bad mood, not even in the mood to continue procrastinating with his eldest grandson.

It seems a bit early...

"Is it funny?" Changsun Yan squinted his eyes at Zongjiu, "Now none of us can move anyone. After I absorb the soul in the cat's body, I will directly take the life of that false god. Then you will continue to mess with your bookstore. , wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds for me to live my happy life.”

The leaves of the trees above were not lush, and the scattered leaves on the branches were shaking, maybe the gust of wind could bring them down.

The grandson waited for Chongjiu to give a response, but after waiting for a long time, the other party did not speak.

His enthusiasm suddenly went to nothing. He originally thought that he would have to argue with Chong Jiu or fight directly, but his current body really doesn't have any advantage in fighting, so he deliberately had nothing to say, but he didn't I thought of hitting the cotton with my fist.

The eldest grandson looked back at Chong Jiu blankly, and then looked up at the sky.

Nothing could be seen in the gray sky, the cat's eyes narrowed, and then looked at Chong Jiu again, not knowing what he was thinking.

The wind blows the leaves and makes a rustling sound. Except for the thunder in the distance and the rustling of the leaves above the head, the surrounding area is quiet, not even the sound of birds. It doesn't look like a good place anyway.

"How much did the soul eat?"

"what?"

"Didn't you say you have to absorb your soul?"

Changsun Yan was not sure what Chongjiu meant. After a brief absence, he quickly sank down to check his body, and indeed saw a soul entrenched inside. Then he felt relieved and said with a smile: "Is it unnecessary for you to deceive me? It's not easy to get me out of this body."

Chong Jiu answered irrelevantly: "Have you finished dealing with the other messy black books?"

There were only a small part of the souls in the room before, but Changsun Yan deliberately left them for Chongjiu to see.

Yan Zijin has been investigating for so long, but there are very few clues, because many details have been destroyed, and the clues that can be left and put on the surface are all deliberately left to him by the eldest grandson.

As for why Changsun Yan's initial target was obviously cats, but he still led them here step by step.

"Do you think it's time?" Chong Jiu smiled, "I didn't expect you to be so naive."

"Naive? But I've got it now." Changsun Yan wagged his tail. He was very comfortable using this body, but he thought it would be good to use it for a while.

Maybe it's because this body is originally formed by the condensation of dark things, and Changsun Yan has the same origin as Chongjiu, so it fits this body better.

"One strand of soul is enough, the remaining two strands... How long do you think he can stay in the world? Human is not human, ghost or ghost, even if his body can enjoy the life of ordinary people now, but he has no reincarnation, this A life is just a few decades. A human’s lifespan is his lifespan, and when his lifespan comes to an end, he will face real death, and even heaven can’t save him.”

"I can wait."

The eldest grandson smiled wildly, with his mouth wide open, the cat's head was about to split in two, a pair of pure black eyes different from Chongjiu's, absorbed the light in the dark night, and merged with the surrounding black hair, looking indescribable weird.

"Do you feel that your calculation is wrong? Do you regret it? It's too late."

Chongjiu looked at the cat: "Are you done? It's my turn."

"How much did you eat that strand of soul, and still can't take a bite? It's not important, do you know what's going on with the soul in this body? Don't you wonder why I can put away the soul that is about to be destroyed?"

The timeless souls were all pushed out at the beginning, how Chongjiu snatched that strand of souls away, Changsun Yu really didn't see it with his own eyes.

Hearing this, Changsun Yan felt a thump in his heart, and suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if he had stepped into a pit, but he couldn't figure out what the pit was.

"Because the soul in this body is not just a timeless soul." Chongjiu pinched the cat's forehead and neck and brought him in front of his eyes, "Look, do you feel that the soul is very suitable for you, do you feel comfortable all over? It seems that you have found a home?"

Before Changsun Yan could feel anything, Chongjiu said with a smile, "Naturally it's my destination, because that's my soul."

The cat in Chongjiu's hand, which was honest and honest, suddenly struggled violently, trying to escape the shackles but couldn't move at all. Seeing that the smile on Chongjiu's face deepened.

"The absorption I'm talking about is not the soul you saw. How does it feel to be fused with my soul now? I can't kill you but I can swallow you. Have you forgotten how I was born? The whole battlefield All the innocent souls are my food, and you are no exception."

There was a sudden thunder, and the rain that had been holding back for a long time finally fell.

When the first drop of rain fell, it hit Chongjiu's feet, and the splashed water droplets scattered in all directions, leaving a shallow mark on the toe of the shoe.

The traces did not stay for long, and the heavy rain arrived as expected.

Chapter 104

◎"Have you ever heard of boiling a frog in warm water?"◎

The downpour of rain poured down, slapped the ground and splashed a layer of mist, Chong Jiu and Mao were soaked.

They are obviously two species, but they are in a harmonious frame in the rain curtain.

Behind a few big trees not far away, Fang Weizheng leaned on the trunk and looked at this side.

The rain was too loud, and I couldn't hear what a person and a cat were saying, but I could feel the tension between them.

"Arguing?" After Yan Zijin finished speaking, he felt a little awkward. It seems that one person and one cat quarreled only in cartoons, but it was actually happening in front of him.In order to look like he wasn't that stupid, Yan Zijin coughed softly and said, "Maybe it's because the opinions didn't reach an agreement, and the cat was abused unilaterally."

The rain washed against the eyes and blocked the sight. Now that the rain is getting heavier, the vision is becoming more and more blurred. The sound of the rain has become the only thing that can be heard, but Fang Wei's expression is focused, as if listening to the conversation between them Clearly.

Yan Zijin stood beside Fang Wei and watched the scene.

They were able to come out of the house before, thanks to a little white man covered in white, otherwise it would have taken a lot of effort to find the exit in the painting.

After leaving the door, the little white man disappeared. Although the dense forest around him didn't know what it was for, the layers of tree trunks could at least act as a barrier, but Fang Wei seemed to have made a judgment long ago and didn't have the slightest idea. Hesitantly walk in one direction.

He staggered a little when he walked, Yan Zijin originally wanted to persuade him to take a rest, but Fang Wei refused.

The moment he left the villa, Fang Wei suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

This road didn't go far, and I saw the figure of Miss.

However, Fang Wei and the others came a little late, he only heard Chong Jiu's last words - there was still a ray of Chong Jiu's soul in the cat's body.

As for raising a soul, it doesn't mean that a living body can be raised.

A living body means that the body is still alive, but the soul itself is not in the original body for some reason, or has fallen into a dormant state, similar to a vegetable or brain death.

This kind of body has vitality, which is usually very suitable for nourishing the wounded soul.

In fact, this kind of body is only helpful for the whole soul, and it is very helpful.