Fire broke out in both places, and when the flames in the tree pit reached the monster corpse, ah... suddenly there was a scream, and the one in the big vat over there also let out a cry at the same time, and the paper man below was suddenly wiped out in ashes.
"It's fine this time, it's completely fine."
Grandpa lifted the lid of the pot and said, "Look what's inside this!"
My dad and Uncle Zhao came over to take a look. It was not Old Zhao's head inside at all. They saw two tattered clothes floating on it, and a monster lying in the pot. It was somewhat similar to the corpse under the tree, but the difference was that the facial features were very different. It's clear, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a skinned big civet cat.
"This, this, what's going on?"
My dad and Uncle Du were stunned and didn't know what to say.
"I'll tell you two later, put out the fire quickly, Binbin's not finished yet!"
Grandpa returned home and poured me the bowl of wine with chicken blood.
In just three or two minutes, my throat started to feel uncomfortable. I opened my mouth and spit out strange fish with big heads and small tails. The fish fell into the basin and turned into clusters of black algae when it met the water. The whole room smelled bad. .
"Oh My God……"
I groaned a few times and opened my eyes drowsily.
"My son, are you okay?" My mother hugged me and cried again.
"Son, son, it's okay." My dad's eyes were also a little red.
Uncle Du patted him on the shoulder: "Binbin is fine. Just say that Uncle Zhou is here. What disease can't be cured?"
"Brother, you don't know how worried your sister-in-law and I are? This child is not like adults when he is sick. It's too bad.
"Thank you for this. You came over so late at night to help." My dad forced a smile on his face.
"As you said, what's the relationship between us? What's the difference between Binbin and my nephew?
"Actually, I was scared this afternoon, Uncle Zhou? What happened to the child, the cat and the tree?" Uncle Du was still a little scared when he mentioned what happened just now.
"Alas! The cat in the tank just now was Lao Zhao, or it could be said that it was not him anymore. I didn't expect that my old neighbor would be killed by an animal when he was dying." Grandpa sighed.
"The child you dug up under the tree was not a dead child. It was also a cat. The root of this disaster lies in it."
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At first, because he was too lonely to be alone, Lao Zhaotou asked someone to buy two native cats, one black and one yellow, both male cats.
The two kittens are cute and well-behaved. Old Zhaotou feeds the cats whatever he eats and takes good care of them. If a cat is well cared for, it will live a long life. Before he knew it, he turned ten years old two years ago.
This time I made a big mistake.
Chickens are six, dogs are eight, and cats are ten. There is an old saying that spreads among the people in mountainous areas. It means that these three kinds of poultry pets cannot be kept for too long. If they are kept at home for more than these few years, these animals will easily become climatic and cause problems. The master brings disaster.
Of course, scientifically speaking, this is nonsense, but many things in the world are like this. The truth is not valid, and strange things do happen.
Many animals are smart, and if they have been around humans for a long time, it is not ruled out that they may understand human nature and learn some of human habits.
Especially for animals like cats, there have always been many legends, such as why ten girls gave birth to a cat, and how a cat has nine lives...the legends are magical.
Something really happened to the two cats raised by Lao Zhaotou.
Last year, the yellow cat ate something and was infected with a virus, which is called rabies when put in a dog. One day, it suddenly broke out.
I was also playing in the yard that day, and this cat hit me hard on the wrist and refused to let go no matter what.
My aunt happened to come to see me. She got angry and grabbed the cat's tail with her big fat hand that she usually used to catch pigs. The fist in her right hand was bigger than a hammer, and she hit the cat directly on the head, almost killing the cat. He was patted into a meat pie, flew out and kicked his legs a few times before dying.
Grandpa gave me some medicinal herbs after he came back. Old Zhao didn't say anything when he came home the first night and found out. After all, his cat was crazy and there was really no other way except to kill it. He also bought me some things as compensation and took away the dead cat and disposed of it.
"It seems that Lao Zhao still has feelings for this cat and buried it under the jujube tree. No wonder the tree became like this. It was struck by lightning and crows came. I should have thought of it a long time ago." Grandpa said angrily. .
"It's all his aunt's fault for this. She's a grown-up person and has no integrity. Just beat the cat to death. Why are you whipping the corpse if you have nothing to do?" Grandpa scolded my aunt again.
My aunt is indeed somewhat responsible for this matter.
My aunt was a tough person with a very bad temper. She felt resentful after beating the cat to death, so she gave me a branch to hold in my hand. She grabbed my little hand and beat the cat's body.
The black cat was standing in the distance and watching. At that time, the fur all over its body was standing up. The beast did not move and just stared at me with its eyes, the same way the yellow cat looked at me before it died.
No matter people or animals, as long as they are alive, they will have emotions: love, sadness, hate... When the emotion reaches a critical point, it will explode. If it is hate, then revenge will begin.
Because the two cats have lived for a long time, they have gained some understanding of human nature. The crazy cat was filled with resentment when it was about to die. The remaining black cat had witnessed the tragic death of its partner and had even greater hatred.
It happened that Lao Zhaotou buried the dead cat under the jujube tree. Grandpa estimated that there might be a special Feng Shui crypt hidden under the jujube tree.
The dead cat is gradually mutated by the nourishment of the earth's atmosphere and vegetation. This is still too early to discover. In another ten or eight years, it will become an even more evil scourge.
Even so, two dates grew out of resentment on the tree. This was the reason why the tree was always struck by lightning last summer. Evil things will trigger thunder, but this cat is lucky and buried deeper. , dodged a disaster.
Come to think of it, the black-haired crow is not an ordinary bird. It has long been eyeing these two dates. These dates are poison to humans but are indeed a great tonic for crows.
At the critical moment, Heimao snatched the dates I wanted to eat, which not only saved my life, but also fulfilled myself. Otherwise, if I had eaten both dates, the gods would not be able to save me.
Now that the black feather has disappeared, Grandpa is still a little regretful. This kind of spiritual bird is very rare, and it is a pity that he cannot stay with him.
The black cat wanted to use this jujube to control my mind first, and then take away my body at night.
Having this kind of ability proves that the black cat has turned into a spirit. With many evil abilities, it can be called a cat spirit with six lives.
It is said that there are six spirits, seven monsters, eight demons and nine immortals that become popular cats.
The most powerful cat can cultivate nine lives. At this time, it can be called a nine-life cat fairy. The next eight lives are a demon cat with eight lives, and so on. Six lives are essences, and seven lives are monsters.
This black cat has cultivated to have six lives. It does not mean that he really has six lives, but it means that his vitality is particularly tenacious.
The black cat took advantage of the old Zhaotou when his energy, blood and life were at their weakest before he died. He ran out of the hospital by resurrecting his body, returned home and lured me into eating dates.
And at the intersection of yin and yang at midnight, he called my soul to draw out my body, and followed him to the mass grave on the north mountain outside the village. When he reached the kind of underworld where no living person could enter, the black cat switched back to his own cat. body, suck out my heart's blood, and turn me into a living dead.
Thinking about the serious consequences, my parents were frightened again. If it weren't for my grandfather, my life would definitely not be saved.
In fact, grandpa was also worried. Although he had dealt with such evil things before, the nature of it was different when it came to his precious grandson. What if he missed it?
So grandpa chose the safest method - find a substitute and let him deal with the black cat on my behalf. Even if something happened, it would just be a waste of my blood.
First, a paper man was made into a substitute for me, and my finger blood was dotted on the paper man's mouth and seal to confuse the black cat into thinking it was my body.
The chopsticks and candles are the ecstasy array set up, causing the black cat to hallucinate, just like the Bagua array set up by Wu Hou Zhuge Liang, which made the black cat walk directly to the big tank, and the carp in the tank was soaked with a special potion.
Cats love eating fish most, so the black cat will be tempted to eat fish. So with the cooperation of his father, grandpa pushed the black cat into the big tank.
The black cat was roasted by the fire in the vat. Five of the six lives were lost. The remaining one was closely connected with the cat corpse under the tree. The tree had to be cut down, the cat corpse dug out, and both sides burned at the same time to destroy the relationship between them. He used some evil magic to burn the paper figures again, thus completely erasing the traces of the two cat spirits from the world.
Finally, I had to use glutinous rice, liquor, and milk. These things forced the resentment out of my body. I spit out the small fish-like things. It was the resentment caused by the two cats eating fish and shrimp all year round. It passed through the jujube tree in the cat's body. Conceived into a jujube, it almost turned me into a monster.
