Cat Demon and Hypnotized Urban

"Hypnosis?"

"Impossible! Xin is so young."

"If it wasn't that Qiu was hypnotized, then he could only be crazy." Elder Tu held his head and thought, "It's really abnormal for a person who never takes sleeping pills to take so much at once."

"Did no one find out where such a large dose of sleeping pills came from?"

"Then it's none of our business." Chu Yao looked at the ceiling and then at Ban Su, "Do you still remember what I told you about him disappearing instantly?"

"..."

During the silence, the door of the box was suddenly kicked open, and a rough man with a cigarette in his mouth yelled, "Atu, you're still chattering after all the guests are here?!"

Elder Tu shook his head helplessly, stood up and straightened his skirt, then followed the big man with coquettish catwalks.

Looking at her back, Chu Yao muttered to himself: "...What is she doing here?"

"Dancing." Ban Su slapped Chu Yao's hand, "Ask the question knowingly. Continue."

"Oh." Chu Yao patted his forehead, "Yinling...does Xixi have any opinion on this?"

"Xi said...to tell you to be careful with him."

"because?"

"Yeah. That's what Xi said." Ban Su's tone was rather persuasive, "Some cat demons' physiques will be relatively unstable in the early stages, and there will be some...similar situations like this."

"They sometimes absorb the abilities of the same kind around them and release them unconsciously. For example, Xin, it has been with Xi before, so it is not surprising that it occasionally hides its spirit for a moment."

Chu Yao raised his chin with his hand: "So now you still think it can't kill Qiu Heming by hypnosis?"

Madara was stunned for two seconds before she suddenly realized what was going on. Just about to open her mouth to express her agreement, she shook her head and denied it.

Chu Yao was very happy to see Ban Su's strange facial features constantly changing expressions.

"what happened?"

"If your ability is absorbed by him, you will find out."

"for example?"

"Do you feel that your hypnotism is not working?"

Chu Yao blinked: "I think I can try it now."

"...Don't play with me."

Chu Yao turned up his sleeves, caressing the circle of red marks on his wrist seemingly absently.

"This is Xi's meaning..." Ban Su confessed when she saw this, "Okay, it's my fault."

"now it's right."

Chu Yao smiled in satisfaction, and gently pinched Ban Su's face: "Look into my eyes."

Bansu obeyed obediently: "Chu Yao...you've been quite fresh lately."

Chu Yao slapped her hand gently: "Stop talking nonsense."

"Oh……"

Madara's eyes quickly lost focus.

"Tell me... what are the three things you most want to do tonight?"

"Uh... look at the picture elder dancing."

"and then?"

"...Dart darts and earn some pocket money."

"third?"

Madara grinned, with a rippling smile: "Fuck, turn, you."

Ah.

This time it was Chu Yao's turn to hold on to Ban Su's tie.

"Hey, why are you going! It's a foul for you! What I just said doesn't count, okay?!"

Chu Yao led him towards the dance floor in strides, disgusted: "Look, dance, dance."

It was surprisingly quiet in the apartment tonight.

I didn't even turn on the lights when I looked downstairs.

Could it be...that guy Yan Yang knew something happened and hid?

The room was quiet.

There was no clinking of soda cans when changing shoes, and no strange things in slippers.

By the light of the street lamp outside the house, the pillows on the sofa are arranged in a square row.The whole living room seemed to have been carefully cleaned and tidied up.

But where did the people go?

Chu Yao pressed the phone on suspiciously, thinking that this should not be the time when that person was working in full swing.

Just when he was reaching out to turn on the light, suddenly a person rushed up from behind and hugged him tightly, warm and intimate to his ear: "My dear, you are finally back."

this sound...

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Chu Yao turned around, and in the dim light were Qiu Heming's slender and sinister eyes.

But the familiar spirit will not lie.

"Yan Yang!"

Chu Yao shook him away vigorously, raised his hand and flicked on the light switch, angrily watched the man change from Qiu Heming's appearance to the most common handsome boy under the light.

Yan Yang fell to the sofa, hugging the pillow with an aggrieved face: "You are unhappy."

"What did you scare me into doing?"

"...It's fun."

"I have something to ask you."

"I know what you're going to ask." Yan Yang seemed to be prepared, "...won't you sit down and talk?"

Chu Yao pulled a chair and sat down directly opposite Yan Yang, crossed his legs and folded his arms, and looked at him condescendingly.

Yan Yang lowered his head and hugged the pillow in his arms tightly.

"Why don't you do what I say?"

"I know you want to help Han Qun, so just..."

Chu Yao sneered: "So I should thank you, right?"

"I don't see what's wrong with that."

"Thank you for your help, Han Que has been summoned."

Yan Yang was startled: "Then will you also..."

"Maybe." Chu Yao waved his hands, "It's not important. The point is, we can't take human life."

"Is that disfigurement a kindness? You know what that means to a man like him. The rest of his life..."

"That's what he deserves." Chu Yao interrupted lightly, "It's not your turn to judge."

Yan Yang's arrogance did not diminish at all: "I still don't think I did anything wrong. If it is wrong to take human life, then what is it if we reduce human life and take human yangling one by one?! Maybe those people's lives could have been It was different for the last two or three years, maybe two or three months, and they never got that chance."

"Maybe they are just abandoned." Chu Yao remained as still as still water, "People are always eager to eat, drink and play to waste their time, even if they know that their life span is only a hundred years at most."

"That's not enough of a reason for them to be deprived of life at will."

"Are you sure you want to discuss this with me?" Chu Yao smiled incredulously, "Yan Yang, I told you from the first day you came here, this is how we live, this is how our world works If you can’t accept it, you can of course choose to find a good family to be a pet cat, and live and die in peace. Anyway, there are always some people who love cats to death.”

Yan Yang was 180 dissatisfied in his heart, but he couldn't say no to him: "There is always... there is always another way."

"Other ways? Of course there are." Chu Yao put another leg on it, "You can find many similar people who are younger than you, and then try your best to take their lifespan, so that their hard-earned cultivation will be wiped out What do you think of the idea?"

Yan Yang disarmed and surrendered, unable to say anything.

"Sounds good." Chu Yao answered for him with a smile, but quickly withdrew his smile, "But do you know what the price is? The price is alienation from the same kind, because no demon is willing to get close to a pair The same kind that poses a powerful threat on its own, unless you can be strong enough to be watertight and at the same time have no fear of loneliness."

"Yes... can a demon do it?"

"Almost all of the ones I know have ended well." Chu Yao slowed down his tone, "The most recent one was a cat spirit 100 years ago—it must be called Mei—she snatched a demon who had practiced for 600 years on a whim, This was nothing at all, because she felt that she could escape the accusations of the same kind through the invisible spirit, so she began to absorb the same kind of demon spirit crazily, and never looked down on human beings for three to five years."

"In this way, one day when she was five thousand years old, she found that she could no longer change the beauty that humans covet. No matter how hard she tried, she could only be a monster with a cat face and a human body."

Yan Yang imagined that scene for a while, and couldn't help but gasped.

"She was so frightened that she ran around in the village, and the skills she had acquired for 5000 years seemed to lose their effectiveness in an instant."

"……The results of it?"

"As a result, she was arrested and beaten to death. Her body was cut into pieces. In the end, she was set on fire to destroy the body."

Only Yan Yang sighed.

Chu Yao supported his head with one hand, rubbed his cheekbones quietly with his knuckles, his eyes were deeply locked in Yan Yang's sad eyes:

"That's the end of the story. Let's talk about you."

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