The sky is dim.
The black cat held a rattan net bag in its mouth and slipped into the house quietly.
The net bag was filled with large and small bird eggs, probably no less than ten in number.
Cheng Han's voice came from the bathroom: "Back?"
With the help of the spirit control residual seal, he sensed the arrival of the police chief.
The black cat quickly walked to the bathroom door, placed the net bag gently on the ground, and said hello to its owner: "Meow~"
Cheng Han turned his head and glanced, and stopped brushing his teeth immediately: "How did you get so many eggs back?"
How much does this cat like to dig out bird eggs? Even when I went out to work, I was still thinking about this matter.
I’m really convinced!
The black cat squatted on the ground and meowed several times: "Meow~meow~"
It is explaining the reason: this cat just picked up a few bird's nests on the way home, and this cat definitely did not delay doing business.
Cheng Han spit out a mouthful of foam and advised: "In the future, I need to use the birds to do something, and try to dig out as few bird nests as possible, otherwise the birds will be scared away by you."
The black cat flicked its tail.
Cheng Han warned again: "I will return the net bag to you later, do you understand?"
The cat didn't take this thing with him when he went out before. It was undoubtedly something secretly borrowed from a certain family.
The black cat flicked its tail again.
Cheng Han glanced at the eggs and said, "Forget it, now that we've got them all back, I'll fry some eggs for you later."
The black cat wagged its tail happily: "Meow~"
We had fried bird eggs again!
The owner really understands this cat’s intention of taking out the eggs!
It’s true that I took a detour and searched in the woods for so long.
*
Cheng Han had just finished brushing his teeth and was about to go to the kitchen to make breakfast when the black cat suddenly bit his trouser leg and pulled lightly.
He was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you want to take me out to see?"
The black cat gave a "meow" and walked quickly to the door.
Cheng Han opened the door and was stunned for a moment.
I saw a pile of firewood next to the gate. I could tell by visual inspection that it weighed no less than thirty kilograms.
Not much.
But not too little.
Enough to keep you warm for a few days.
The shapes of these pieces of wood are uneven. They look less like things bought from a store and more like they were cut down in the wild.
Cheng Han stared at the firewood and said silently: "Deduction."
Then the illusion appears:
Two small figures, each holding a pile of firewood, trudged to the door, put the firewood down, and left quietly.
It was the little brother and sister from the neighbor's house.
no doubt.
The family was not stupid. They already realized that the barbecue came from next door, so they reciprocated by sending firewood.
Cheng Han touched the cat's head and said with a smile: "Do you still remember what I said yesterday? 'We always have expectations for human nature', because there are always unexpected surprises."
Black Cat mused.
*
Had breakfast.
Cheng Han began to "check" Black Cat's monitoring results.
The Sheriff jumped onto the sofa lightly and lay down directly, his whole body in a state of relaxation: "Meow~"
It's ready.
Cheng Han touched its forehead and activated the spirit-controlling residual seal with his mind.
One person and one cat trembled at the same time.
The residual seal released a light blue light, transmitting part of the black cat's memory in some extremely mysterious way.
Cheng Han immediately "saw" a series of pictures.
Not consecutively.
But intermittent shots.
First shot:
In the night.
A short middle-aged man slowly walked to the yard, picked up some firewood, and walked back into the house.
It was Chen Zhengyang.
His pace was much slower than that of ordinary people, and he coughed loudly from time to time. He seemed to be in serious physical condition.
Cheng Han vaguely felt that this person's walking posture had an indescribable weirdness, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Second shot:
Late at night.
The door of the house suddenly opened, and Chen Zhengyang strolled out, strolling around the yard in an almost sleepwalking manner.
"Cough! Cough!"
The coughing sound kept coming, more intense than during the day.
Chen Zhengyang walked to the corner, stopped for a moment, spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and then walked back into the house.
Cheng Han frowned.
At this point in time, ordinary people have been asleep for a long time, but this guy comes out and wanders around. This is obviously very wrong.
Third shot:
The black cat also seemed to realize that Chen Zhengyang's behavior was quite suspicious. It changed a monitoring point and began to observe the foot of the wall, where the spitting occurred.
After a while.
There seemed to be a small thing squirming at the foot of the wall. It slowly climbed to the foot of the wall, and then climbed up the wall to the top.
Although the black cat's eyesight is far sharper than that of humans and it can see things at night, it still can't see clearly what it is due to the distance.
at this time.
A black shadow flew over, grabbed the little thing, and flew away.
This is clearly a nocturnal bird.
So far.
Monitoring is over.
Cheng Han thought for a while and asked, "Has Chen Zhengyang stayed in the house since he came out once in the middle of the night?"
The black cat replied: "Meow~"
Meaning: Yes.
Cheng Han touched the cat's head vigorously and praised: "You did a very good job!"
The black cat narrowed its eyes in joy.
Cheng Han smiled and said: "Okay, you have worked hard all night, now go and have a rest."
The black cat rubbed its owner's hand and got back under the cabinet.
That's where his cat's nest is.
Cheng Han pondered for a while and murmured: "The phlegm that Chen Zhengyang spit out should contain extraordinary power and catalyze the creation of some kind of creature. What exactly does he want to do?
"The bird grabbed the little thing. Did it appear by chance or was it a part of the design?"
The whole thing is completely weird.
Cheng Han recalled the image of the flying bird and said silently: "Deduce the origin of this bird."
A chill spreads across my scalp.
The spirit is 0.4 points less.
But no feedback.
Cheng Han shook his head and gave up the deduction: "The things around Chen Zhengyang are not simple, and the level of the Omniscient Eye is too low, coupled with the lack of unrelated objects, it is indeed difficult to deduce."
He activated the spirit-controlling residual seal, sensed an extremely obscure connection, and issued a call.
Not long after.
A white-clawed crow flew in from the window and wiped Cheng Han's fingers with its head.
As usual, Cheng Han first provided a "working meal", then transferred some memories to it and asked it to be responsible for monitoring during the day.
Compared with the original gray finch, this bird had a slightly larger brain and was smarter, so he called it over.
"Quack! Quack!"
The white-clawed crow called a few times, flapped its wings and flew away.
Cheng Han simply packed up and went out with his schoolbag.
Go to school!
*
Cheng Han was riding a bicycle and when he approached the school gate, he saw two feathered beasts standing on the roadside, screaming "Angang" non-stop.
Next to the feathered beast, a tall young man was talking to a servant wearing attendant clothes.
All students passing by walked around the two of them.
Cheng Han recognized him at a glance. The former was Jing Jiuxiao, a popular figure in No. 15 Middle School and the squad leader of Class 1, Grade 5.
There are only three students in this school who ride feathered beasts to and from school, and this person is one of them.
After arriving at the school, the servant will send the feathered beast back.
Before school, the servant brought the feathered beast to greet him.
In short, typical rich behavior.
Cheng Han frowned and muttered secretly in his heart.
He arrived at school at this time almost every day. He had never met Jing Jiuxiao before, but he happened to meet him today. Isn't it a coincidence?
Cheng Han glanced at the young man and made a deduction without hesitation.
The illusion slowly emerged.
One word appeared among them - the Fourth Chapter.
Sure enough, the person who came was evil!
Cheng Han's eyes turned cold and he muttered disdainfully: "You can't compete with Yan Dongting, but you came here specifically to target me. Do you really think I'm a pushover?"
He had previously signed a contract with the Second Battle Group, and Jing Jiuxiao happened to be a reserve soldier of the Fourth Battle Group. This guy was clearly looking for trouble.
Cheng Han jumped off his bicycle and pushed it towards the school gate.
After counting the interest.
"Ang~ang~"
The feathered beast's cry suddenly became louder.
The two big guys suddenly got into a fight due to some unknown illness.
This sudden change shocked everyone.
"Pa~"
The reins tied to the wooden stake were suddenly torn off.
A feathered beast was bitten hard. Under the pain, it stumbled back a few steps and bumped into Cheng Han not far away by "coincidence".
The long feathered beast's tail was instinctively swung high and lashed towards it like a whip.
This is undoubtedly a well-designed script.
There is only one purpose - to teach Cheng Han a lesson in front of the whole school!
"Bah!"
Cheng Han shouted loudly.
Thanks to the effect of the Linghuan residual seal, this sound was full of chilling meaning.
Everyone around him, including the feathered beast, were all shocked.
Cheng Han's eyes flashed and he immediately struck a strange pose.
This is the seventh form of the Nine Yuan Strengthening Pose, and it is also a form that very few students can master - the Mountain Moving Pose.
In his spiritual sea, the Source Sense Seal expanded rapidly, and immediately glowed brightly. A surge of Source Energy poured into his body, and his arms unexpectedly expanded a lot.
Cheng Han grabbed the bicycle and threw it hard.
This thing weighs dozens of kilograms, and it would take a lot of effort for ordinary students to lift it.
But at this moment, in his hands, the bicycle was like an extremely light toy, flying five or six meters away and accurately hitting the feathered beast.
at the same time.
Cheng Han snorted in his heart.
Do you think I'm a soft persimmon?
I'll give you a bloody blow today!
