Chapter 116

Liu Jia didn't get the answer he wanted and left with the silver metal box.

Yu Tu sat there quietly, poured himself a cup of tea, and then began to daydream again.

When the tea turned from hot to warm, Xiao Hui, who was sleeping in the nest, suddenly straightened his upper body and woofed in confusion.

There was a sound of something scraping at the carved wooden door.

Yu Tu raised his eyes slightly, and the door slowly moved inward, opening a gap for one person to enter and exit. At the bottom of the gap, squatting was a beautiful black cat with shiny fur. Its eyes were dark green, like two dark pools of water.

It raised its head slightly and licked its paw: "Meow~"

Yu Tu was slightly stunned.

He had seen this cat on the balcony on the second floor of the Renxin Hospital, in the building where he picked up the glass beads.

Yu Tu had a hunch that this cat came specifically to find him.

"Would you like a cup of tea?"

He stood up and placed the cup of tea, which had already cooled down, on the table. The black cat glanced at him, took a few steps forward, jumped onto the table, and lowered its head, with its head blocking the small teacup. Only the faint sound of it drinking tea could be heard.

The cup of tea was empty, the black cat licked the water stains and returned to a squatting position: "Meow~"

The good karma has been established, and Yu Tu already knows what it wants—

It wants to "continue life".

In folklore, cats have nine lives, just like the nine-tailed fox, so they are called "nine-life cats." The legend is exaggerated, but cats, especially black cats, do have some supernatural powers.

It is as difficult as ascending to heaven for a black cat to gain wisdom, but once it does, it can see the life span of living people and ghosts. When it is about to die, it can connect yin and yang and reverse its own life and death.

Under the premise of the black cat's willingness, if it gives up the "talent" of "connecting yin and yang, reversing life and death", it can extend the life of others. But the time limit of the extension of life is entirely up to God's will. It may be safe and sound until old age, it may be three to five years, it may be a moment, it may not succeed at all... No matter how long it can be extended, after giving up the talent, the black cat can only live as an ordinary animal for the rest of its life. Even if it regrets it, it can no longer transform into a demon cultivator.

Black Cat came to him in the hope of ensuring that the life-extending technique would be successful after giving up his talent.

Yu Tu asked: "Are you sure you want to use your talent to extend the life of others?"

The spiritual energy in the surface world is thin, and awakening to wisdom is as difficult as ascending to heaven, especially when the awakened one is a black cat, which is extremely difficult.

"Meow~"

The black cat raised its head, and the pupils in its emerald green eyes almost formed a straight line. It knew that the person in front of it who asked it the question had a very different personality from some of the people it had met before - it could not see his life span, just like it had not been able to see other buildings through the mist outside the window of a high-rise building.

Cats' intuition is very accurate.

It is certainly no exception.

A cold finger touched its forehead. The person in front of it, whose aura was unusual but friendly, suddenly changed in an instant. There was a fleeting danger under the friendliness, which made its soft fur stand up.

“Meow!”

The sharp claws are faintly visible in the soft pink pads.

But the person in front of him quickly withdrew his hand.

The fleeting sense of danger disappeared, its blown-up fur slowly calmed down, the black cat took a step back, baring its sharp teeth: "Meow!"

"It's just a checkup," it heard the man in front of it say. "If you don't regret it, come back in the evening, as you wish."

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"Mimi! Mimi—where have you been!"

“Mimi——”

The woman's suppressed cry was heard in a ward on the second floor. She had already searched the kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, and balcony of the ward, but could not find any trace of the cat.

The patients in the ward they were in were all rich or noble. Some of them, like their family, brought their pets to the hospital. The woman was worried that her cat would be hurt by other people or their pets. After all, her Mimi was a courageous, curious but gentle kitten.

"Mimi——" The woman stuck her head out from the balcony and looked around to see if her cat had run to the lawn downstairs.

While searching, she suddenly heard a "meow" from above her head.

When she looked up, she saw her cat hanging upside down above her head in a fuchsia posture, with its entire body stretched out like a furry wind chime swaying in the wind. She could even see her cat's cute pink little paw pads right in front of her.

The woman was almost frightened to the point of choking.

The familiar voice rang out again: "Mimi, baby, don't move, I'll carry you down..."

After successfully holding the cat in her arms, the woman's back was covered in cold sweat. The gentle and soft voice just now suddenly became like a storm: "How many times have I told you not to come to the balcony? The hospital is not our home. If you fall down without sealing the window, do you really think you have nine lives?"

The cat in her arms covered its ears with its paws, which made the woman laugh: "Why are you pretending? Everyone in the family knows you are a naughty child? No matter how many times I tell you, you won't listen. Today, as a punishment, you are not allowed to eat canned food!"

“Meow!”

The woman carried it into the house. The two of them were communicating with each other through tone of voice: "Yo, you'll understand if I knock on your can! Stinky cat!"

After carrying the cat into the bedroom, she closed the screens and doors, then took out a can from the cupboard and waved it in front of the cat: "This is your can today, see it? Confiscated!"

"Meow?!"

The cat meowed so loudly as if its tail had been stepped on.

The woman put the can in her arms and took it away: "If I say it's gone, then it's gone. Just stay still!"

She closed the door and went out, leaving the cat sitting on the floor, holding out its mangosteen petals towards the cabinet, still unable to accept this cruel reality.

"Mimi."

Long after the woman left, a child's tender voice suddenly came from the bed in the bedroom. The cat rolled its emerald green eyes around before lightly jumping onto the bed, walking along the edge with graceful cat steps and squatting at the head of the bed.

"Is Mom gone?"

The boy, whose hair was so sticky that his scalp was almost shaved and whose eyes looked extremely large because of his thin cheeks, looked around furtively like a cat, then stood up and took out a small jar from behind the bedpost.

The financial power of the family is in the hands of the mother, but the whole family likes Mimi very much. Most of the pocket money the boy saves is exchanged for Mimi's favorite cans. Fortunately, Mimi doesn't gain much weight no matter how much he eats, so the five members of the family don't have to take turns to feed him.

This time when he was hospitalized, their Mimi opened the lock of the screen window at home by herself and miraculously found the hospital where he was. She brought him home and ran back again and again. In the end, his mother compromised, and the result was that Mimi's cans were almost gone.

He took his pocket money and asked his grandfather to buy the food when his mother was out. This secret feeding has been going on for a long time - he opened the cans for Mimi, and Mimi was responsible for "destroying the traces" of the cans after they were eaten.

This time he opened a can of tuna mixed with shredded chicken. As soon as he opened it, the aroma filled his nose. He saw Mimi lower her head and start eating with a slurp.

Seeing it eating so deliciously, the boy shrank back into his quilt. He felt very cold after just moving around for a while. It was only the beginning of October, and people on the street only wore a thin coat at most, but he was already covered with a down quilt, an electric blanket, and a hot water bottle in his arms, which was more exaggerated than a severe winter.

He didn't know what illness he had. He went to several hospitals but none of them could find the cause. He just felt cold all over and couldn't sleep. He didn't want to eat or move.

"Mimi." The boy stared at the kitten eating happily and asked in a low voice, "Will I die?"

Mom, Dad, Grandpa and Grandma all say that Mimi is very smart and the smartest cat they have ever seen, but he thinks Mimi may be smarter than they thought.

Of course, he is also very smart.

If he died, my parents, grandparents would be very sad, and...

"You really don't know Sheriff Black Cat?" He asked the cat who was eating from a can for the Nth time, "Can I meet Sheriff Black Cat before I die?"

The cat, who was eating from a can, rolled his eyes in an ungraceful manner.

Here it comes again!

Can things in cartoons be confused with reality?

The little can was swallowed in a short while. The cat raised its head and asked the boy to take out a tissue to wipe its mouth. Then it made a serious but perfunctory "meow~"

When I give you a new life, you will know whether there is a Black Cat Sheriff in the world when you grow up! Oh, yes! There is also Ultraman!

The cat expertly held the paper and the can in its mouth, opened the door with its paws, and disappeared on the balcony almost in a flash - it went to find the nearest trash can.

Although the secret feeding was probably discovered long ago, the cat still had to cover it up in public.

The cat came back from throwing away the garbage, closed the door again, wiped its four paws on the towel, and slipped into the boy's quilt - it was as warm as a hot water bottle.

The only problem is that its sleeping posture is not very good, so its posture in the quilt is sometimes "O", sometimes "big", and sometimes "C".

I slept from the afternoon till night, and was woken up in a daze and given a cat meal. At night, the cat opened its eyes.

It poked its cat head out from under the quilt, shook its ears, tucked the quilt in with its paws, opened the door quietly, and quickly disappeared into the night.

At night, its emerald green pupils almost glowed as it followed the "cat path" it walked during the day. It stopped in front of a carved wooden door with a hanging bell and patted the door with its paw.

After the door opened, it saw the man who was also quite good-looking with a cat's aesthetic.

"Meow~" it greeted.

"Let's go."

It heard the man say.

So it led the way in front, and the man followed behind. They walked through the deserted streets, passed the sleepy security guards on duty, and passed by people who rushed to the emergency room at night...

Finally, they came to that building. It seemed that the TV in a patient's room on the first floor had been forgotten to be turned off, so a little sound leaked out. In the silent night, through the door, there was a strange blur.

Cat Paw walked up the stairs leading to the second floor. It was as light and silent as the person behind it. The sensor light was not on, and they had already passed through the corridor on the second floor.

The door opened silently, and the moonlight stretched the cat's shadow very long, like a lurking, savage monster.

They reached the bedroom.

Under the moonlight, there was a bulge on the white hospital bed, as if someone was curled up in the quilt.

The cat suddenly arched its back, lowered its ears, jumped onto the bed, and suddenly let out a sharp "meow".

The quilt was torn to shreds by claws. Inside the quilt was a strange puppet with black lines all over its face. It had its eyes closed and looked a bit like a boy.

The object of its survival... disappeared inexplicably.