Chapter 13 The Cat Calls the Soul
When I got home, I told my grandfather all the things that happened. My grandfather sighed and said: I will be guilty of my own sins and I will not live.
I hurriedly asked my grandfather why, and my grandfather said that if the monster's appearance was not wrong, it was not Pixiu. It should be a variant of the ancient divine beast Xiezhi, the two-tail Xiezhi.
According to legend, Xie Feng can distinguish right from wrong, right from wrong, good from evil, loyal from treacherous, and auspicious beast. However, Xie Feng has been single-tailed since ancient times. Later, there was a two-tailed Xie Feng, which appeared, which is similar to his ancestors' temperament, and can also distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, but he is violent by nature and is rebellious and difficult to control.
The mean teahouse boss mistakenly regards Xie Xi, who distinguishes loyalty, treacherously and punishes good and evil as a Pixiu that attracts wealth and treasures, and naturally he will lose money. Bad business is just the beginning. As long as Xie Xi does not leave, the boss will definitely have greater retribution in the future.
Then I suddenly realized that the monster was going to repay the boss last night, but what happened to the evil ghost in the clock?
Grandpa smiled and said, the evil ghost looked ragged and had thin heads and thighs. He should be a greedy ghost, also known as a stingy ghost. This kind of ghost likes to find people like the owner of the tea room who are as stingy as him, and then go to the house to absorb the wealth of his family, which usually does not harm others.
Maybe it was because of this that Xie Zhi lived with him, but last night I accidentally broke through the good things of the miser, so it wanted to harm me, so the two-tailed Xie Zhi helped me to save me.
I heard it in a cold sweat. Yesterday I used the word "Super Sharp" to trap the pair of tailed sharks. Thanks to its great ability to break free, otherwise, I would have been strangled to death by the stingy man at this time.
I looked at the broken jade placed on the table and sighed: "What a pity. If I hadn't used the word "Super Sharp" to trap him, I guess the jade wouldn't have broken. Grandpa, would it come back?"
Grandpa shook his head: "It's hard to say, but I see that this piece of jade has an average appearance and the spiritual energy contained in it is unusual. You can keep it on your body first. Maybe it will be useful in the future. If the Xiezhi divine beast has nowhere to go, maybe it will come back one day sooner or later."
I held the jade in my hand, looked at the crack on it, and thought to myself, will I see it again?
"By the way, I have something at home, and I'm useless now, you can bring it with you."
Grandpa suddenly said this without thinking, then took out a small package from the cabinet under the bed, opened it layer by layer, and took out a blood-red ring from a small wooden box.
"What is this, the ring?" I looked at the blood-red ring in my grandfather's hand curiously, as if it was non-gold or silver, and it looked a bit like a jade artifact.
Grandpa corrected: "This is a blood jade ring. You don't need to ask so much. Wearing it on will be beneficial to you. Remember, even if you lose one arm, you must not be lost."
Seeing my grandfather's serious look, I subconsciously nodded, put my finger on my fingers, looked around, but felt that the blood-red ring was still a bit weird.
"Grandpa, can I not wear it on my hands all the time? You know, I want to go to school, I want to wear this in class, and everyone will treat me as a lunatic..."
Grandpa thought for a while and said with a smile: "Okay, what you said is right, but remember, don't let it leave you. When you encounter danger, put it on your hands."
I nodded in a vague way, but thought to myself, what kind of treasure is this?
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Finally, it was the day when school started. I said goodbye to my grandfather again, packed my luggage, and returned to school with the gains from this summer vacation, and continued my high school life.
The broken jade pendant was put into my schoolbag, and my grandfather's blood jade ring was tied with a chain I bought for ten yuan and hung it around my neck. It looked much more pleasing to the eyes, and the ring was cold and comfortable to stick on my body in this summer.
About one month after school started, I accidentally learned that the tea room had closed, and it was almost a week before I left the tea room.
No one knows the specific reason, but I think it may be that after Xie Zhi left, the miser went back. It sucked all the wealth of the teahouse owner's house, so it would be strange if the store didn't go bankrupt.
In fact, there is no stingy person. Just because of the boss's character, he will sooner or later be able to close the door. I always believe that there is justice in this world. Just like that day, I did not report him, but there will naturally be people who report him. This is retribution.
Life in school is still monotonous and has not changed anything because of this holiday. My studies are never too far. I spent the rest of my time practicing writing the second word except for the necessary homework every day, as my grandfather told me.
This character is simpler than the first character Zhen, with not so many strokes, but the power in it seems to be more sharp, so when I write this character, it is more exhausting than the character Zhen, but I am stubborn by nature, and the more difficult it is, the more violent I am. Anyway, there are not many students living in the school, and after class every day, I still have enough time.
The dormitory of this school is very simple, with only two floors. After all, it is just a high school in the county town. People live in children like me who come from distant villages and a few teachers who live on campus. There are no idle people. At that time, there were no such many entertainment methods now. After nightfall, except for some hard-working students who study at night, they almost went to bed early.
For example, my roommate Jia Liang, this guy is a top student. He just started to study hard and he had to go to bed late at night every day.
Of course, although I never know what studying hard is, I am among the people who are sitting on the lamp late at night. However, when I read it at night, I am ruthless in the painting and word. But after writing it many times, I can't finish the word in one go. Every time I write it halfway, I feel powerless and difficult to concentrate. It is indeed much more difficult than the previous "Zhen" formula.
Whenever this happens, Jia Liang will give me a strange look. In his opinion, I don’t sleep most of the night, don’t study, and waste time proficiency, and have problems with my brain.
But is other people's eyes important? I think it is not important at all compared to my life passing by quickly. You can have a lot of things to study and live, marry a wife and have children, and enjoy a lifetime. But I don't know how many years I have left in my life. I want to study. Is it useful?
In this way, I persisted for several months, writing until late at night every day before falling asleep. Although I was very tired, at least I could write this word in a few words. It seemed that I was about two or three strokes away.
During this process, this word was vaguely recognized, as if it was a word "力".
One night, I turned off the lights and was about to fall asleep in a daze, but suddenly I was awakened by a shrill cat cry from outside the window.
I opened my eyes and listened with my ears. But it was quiet in the dormitory. The moonlight passed through the window lattice, and the bed was pale. The scream just now seemed like a dream, and there was no movement again.
"Damn wild cats, do you want to heat up in autumn?"
I muttered dissatisfiedly, turned over and prepared to go back to sleep.
Actually, this is nothing. There are many stray cats and dogs wandering around our school, especially these cats, who have already experienced their power in spring. On countless nights, they were really lingering, heart-wrenching, and tend to unify the campus.
But now the summer vacation has just ended for two months, and it is autumn. What are the fun of these cats? Is it because they have not had enough trouble in spring, but they still have to make trouble in autumn?
Just as I thought of this, a cat's cry suddenly came from a distance again, almost exactly the same as the sound just now, extremely tragic, as if it was being stepped on by someone's tail, and it seemed like it was called a soul.
It's really annoying to me.
The next day, after all night of torture, I went to bed early. After all, I was in a bad mood and could not write that word. Even if I was strong, it would be useless. It would be better to rest.
However, when I was sleeping soundly, there was a shrill cat cry. This sound was a few more tones than yesterday, and the miserable level was several times more miserable, just like being tortured and killed by someone.
Several sounds came out one after another, and I couldn't help it anymore. I quietly got up and got out of bed, and pushed Jia Liang who was sleeping opposite me. He opened his eyes in a daze. When he saw me standing in front of his bed in the middle of the night, he was startled and asked me: "You kid don't sleep in the middle of the night, why do you tell me?"
I signaled him not to speak first, then pointed out the window and asked in a low voice: "Listen, is the cat meowing outside?"
"Cat meow?" He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, looked at me strangely and said, "You are crazy, are you? Where did the cat meow? Why didn't I hear it?"
I was stunned at the time, strange. He couldn't hear the cat's cry?
Chapter completed!