By chance, Yan Yueming is already here.
He began to think about the possibility of breaking the predetermined ending of the story, that is, the possibility of saving the cat god's ninth life. Killing a cat is just a nod, but cutting off the tail and adding tentacles to someone's coat is too low-level and disgusting.
Yan Yueming, a human being, couldn't bear it.
But what to do?
Yan Yueming thought hard and couldn't figure out the solution. Outside the dimensional wall, the real cat has come to the wasteland, walking with light steps, and appears in front of the hut where the statue of the god is enshrined.
"Meow." It sat down and licked its paws.
A bunch of humans surrounded it, but they didn't dare to get too close, so they gathered together and whispered.
"Is this really possible?"
"Ask it for help, how? Is it possessed by the cat god? Is it a psychic?"
"Or can its claws cut through dimensional walls?"
"Which of you will go up and have a chat?"
…
There were many self-recommendations, but this black-and-yellow bamboo-patterned wildcat king didn't even look at them and only focused on cleaning his face.
Zhang Jiaoyue thought: "It followed us here. It should be somewhat intelligent, but now it is unresponsive. Maybe it is because the information we gave is insufficient?"
Not enough information?
Wen Renjing tentatively shouted to King Cat, "Master Cat, his power is boundless," and received a cold glance from him. This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, and everyone can't help but feel a little frustrated.
"Maybe we take it too much for granted."
"Yes, this is a crisis for us humans. How can we place all our hopes on cats? If this is really the case, what else do we, the Qi Phase Bureau, need to do?"
"It's gone, it's gone."
"Everyone, cheer up and resolve this dimensional wall issue as soon as possible!"
Soon, only Wen Renjing, Zhang Jiaoyue and Jiang Fan were left around the Cat King. As for Wen Renjing's three classmates from the next class, it was enough to help catch the cat. How could they be allowed to risk themselves in the gap?
"Don't worry." Zhang Jiaoyue vaguely became the leader of the three-person team, "Let's keep trying, there will always be a way."
It was night in a blink of an eye.
The three young people who refused to give up easily were still trying new possibilities. Under the dimensional wall, Yan Yueming and Chen Yeye climbed onto the wall again, and Bu Xia and Wu Yuan also turned into two stubborn rocks on the wasteland again, falling into silence.
The Nth war between the cat god and the shadow of the past has begun.
At this moment, King Cat finally had some reaction. It stood up and let out a cat-like meow toward the front.
Under the pale moonlight, bonfires and hot air balloons illuminated the night sky, and the wasteland had become a veritable wasteland. Large tracts of soil were dug up and piled aside to form low hills. As for the dug area, the big screen was on, playing images silently.
Maybe that's what's happening, maybe not.
The cat took a step forward and meowed again and again.
Wen Renjing and the other three looked at each other and followed it at a certain distance without disturbing it. When other people heard the cat's meow, they all looked at it, and soon, there was a response in the wind.
The whistling evening breeze carried the smell of earth and grass, as well as the salty smell of dried hairtail. Vaguely, there are also a few
The sounds of cats meowing at different heights and distances.
The meow sounds like a cry, the shrill sound is like a baby crying, the sound is low and cold and desolate. The sound of the cat crying continued, carried by the wind to everyone's ears, causing goosebumps all over the body and trembling in the heart.
"How--"
Just as a startled voice blurted out, a search and rescue team member suddenly saw blades of grass shaking in the grass that had not yet been dug up.
A cat jumped out of it.
Other cats also came, and the people of the cat catching team saw a familiar figure with sharp eyes. It was one of the other stray cats that they had seen during the day, following the King Cat.
Some people couldn't help but exclaimed, "Hey, dear, are all the stray cats in Fangcheng here here?"
No one knew whether all the cats from Shangfang City had come. They only knew that the scene of cats crying all over the place was really too haunting, and eerie, as if an innocent soul was seeking its life.
Zhang Jiaoyue and Jiang Fan subconsciously stood in front of Wen Renjing and were ready. Wen Renjing felt keenly that these cats were not malicious, at least not towards them.
"Meow." King Cat suddenly turned around and looked at them.
"What do you want to say?" Wen Renjing boldly poked his head out from between Zhang Jiaoyue and Jiang Fan and asked.
But the cat can't speak. It's like Rhubarb. Although it's smart, it can't speak. It looked a little agitated, scratched the screen with its claws, and began to growl.
The next second, it suddenly took steps and ran forward. The black and yellow figure was as nimble as a cheetah under the moonlit night. It pounced on the black shadow on the screen, scratching it as if to tear it into pieces.
But the screen was so hard that no matter how hard it worked, it couldn't even leave a single white claw mark. That barrier separates them and separates it.
The big cat made a colder cry, even a little angry. The cats gathered around, and the sound of crying cats could not be heard.
Those with fragile eardrums have reached out to cover their ears.
Wen Renjing didn't, but his face had begun to turn pale. He forced himself to listen, because he had lived with Rhubarb for a long time and gained some experience in getting along with animals. He felt that the big cat seemed to be conveying something.
"I'll try." He took a deep breath and cast questioning glances at Zhang Jiaoyue and Jiang Fan, but his tone was firm and did not require an answer. Zhang Jiaoyue and Jiang Fan looked at his immature face
Pang, looked at each other again.
Jiang Fan seemed to want to say something, but Zhang Jiaoyue shook his head and suppressed it.
"It was him who the cat looked back at just now. Maybe in their eyes, human children are more trustworthy than adults." Zhang Jiaoyue persuaded Jiang Fan with one sentence.
Hearing the scene, he was able to come forward.
He walked very cautiously, taking a deep breath to adjust his mentality, trying his best to ignore the weird sound of the cat crying, and slowly approached without arousing the other party's disgust.
When he finally came closer, he tried again and asked as equally as possible: "You want to...defeat that thing, right?"
"Do you want to protect the cat god?"
The big cat finally turned around and looked at it with golden cat eyes.
Wen Renjing slowed down his voice and continued to ask, "Do you need our help?"
The big cat meowed again, the ferocious tone slightly weakened and a little more sad. It looked at Wen Renjing, then at the black shadow, and finally turned around and walked back.
The army of cats followed it back,
Beyond the sceneries of famous people,
Run in the direction you came from.
He didn't dare to move when he heard people and scenery moving, watching them go away, and then stop somewhere again. Separated by a wall, there are groups of cats on this side, and golden eyes on that side.
The big cat lowered its head and rubbed its head against the screen.
"Meow."
It looks a little sad.
Yan Yueming didn't know anything about it yet.
While he was praying in the turret, he was still thinking about ways to defeat the shadows of the past and protect the cat god. Refer to the last time in the small mountain village, they brought out Dahuang, and the senior lifted the moon's hijab...
No, wait.
The hijab was lifted first, and then the rhubarb was brought out. Is there any causal relationship here? Could it be because the senior lifted the hijab and destroyed the original storyline of the small mountain village, so that Dahuang could come out smoothly?
If this inference is correct, according to this logic, he only needs to destroy the plot of the story to reverse the ending.
But how to destroy it? The battle between the cat gods and the shadows of the past is a repetitive plot that plays out every day. Although it is simple, how can they dare to interfere in the fight between gods and gods? How can you interfere?
After thinking about it, Yan Yueming began to desert.
He remembered the many time-traveling and fast-traveling stories that his aunt had recommended to him. There were many descriptions of characters and plots that collapsed, but none of them seemed applicable to the current scene.
What is aunt doing again?
Yan Yueming thought.
The moment of fluctuation has arrived again, the sand table communication is opened, and four words are sent from Hu Di - busy, offline.
Q Tower was really busy. He set up the message content and left Xiaoqiu Tower. He felt that he was a little Q version and his legs were slow in sprinting, so he took a motorcycle and went to Mo Mo Cliff on the outskirts of Hu Di City.
Mo Mo Cliff is a high cliff overlooking the entire main city of Hu Di. The motorcycle taxi took him to the place where the unscrupulous driver asked him for the extra 200 yuan he had charged for nighttime overtime.
Without saying a word, the Imperial Master jumped up and blasted his head, then kicked him and the car into the grass next to him, and removed his tires.
In the end, I didn't even pay the 100 yuan fare I had agreed upon at the beginning.
Q Tower is here to find Don Qiao.
A chat is currently being held on Momo Cliff. A group of people who love to express their opinions are debating an issue called "Can brain waves during dreaming be used to transmit signals?". Miss Tang from the Red Boat was invited to be the judge.
Look at the person sitting in front of the screen, leaning forward, wearing a white curtain hat and exaggerated metal earrings, sometimes eating a grape, sometimes yawning. It feels very comfortable to lift up the white veil and take a look when everyone is arguing.
Taking advantage of his small age, Q Ta walked through the crowd to come to her, and said in a clear and childish voice: "Sooner or later, your life of extravagance and extravagance will corrode you."
"Then you underestimate me too much. What's wrong with you?" Tang Qiao raised the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes full of amorous feelings.
Q Tower refused to comment, jumped up on the soft platform she was leaning on, and sat down, dangling her legs, and said: "Tell me, why are you inviting me here? Are you really curious about whether the brain waves during dreams can be detected?" Send a signal?"
Don Qiao: “Wouldn’t it be great if we could send signals?”
Q Tower: "Then your secret will be invisible."
Tang Qiao smiled and stopped arguing with him on this topic. She casually took a grape and gave it to him, "Excuse me, this self-proclaimed national master, is he interested in the omniscient and omnipotent space station?"
Q Tower took Putao's hand and paused, "You're talking about that weird space station that works in Qin Tian Prison, is mysterious and like a secret service, and is said to often appear in Hudi like urban ghost stories with a tall antenna? "
Don Qiao was amused by his long list of descriptions, "Exactly."
Q Ta held the grape and took a bite, "What did you ask them to do?"
Don Qiao: "I heard some news about the Magic Tree. Do you think...the Magic Tree really exists?"
"Everyone knows that it doesn't exist. At least in all the years I have been in Hudi, I have never actually walked under that tree. You ask me this kind of thing that you don't need to ask, so you hold the opposite opinion. ?" Q Tower said, suddenly giving her a wary look, "You won't tell me that you need me to sneak into the space station to find out for you, right?"
"No, I'll go by myself." Tang Qiao said.
Q Tower thought she had changed her gender, but the next second, she opened the gauze curtain, winked at him, and said, "You are so little, hide in my bag."
Q Tower: "..."
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