"What the hell is going on?" San Gangzi was still confused.

I looked at the watery kitten, then looked at Zhong Xiaopang lying in the bathtub, and sighed: "There is a saying among the people that after a person dies, his soul has not completely dissipated within seven days. At this time, once a cat or dog approaches, he will revive the soul. This is why cat or dog is forbidden from getting close to the coffin."

"Just just now, Zhong Xiaopang's three souls and seven spirits had lost two souls and six spirits, leaving only one soul and one spirit between life and death, and was at the critical moment of dying. As a result, a cat happened to pass by, so he resurrected himself by the cat..."

"To put it simply, this cat is Zhong Xiaopang now." I explained.

"Then...who is this?" San Gangzi became more and more confused as he heard it, and pointed to Zhong Xiaopang in the bathtub.

"He now has Zhong Xiaopang's body, but he is the mind of a cat." I smiled bitterly.

"This." San Gangzi was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to suddenly think of something. With a bang, he threw away the basin of the water in his hand, and glared at me and shouted: "Who the hell are you? Brother Zhong was fine, why did he suddenly become a cat? Are you fooling the little girl? Listen, if you don't cure Brother Zhong, I will let the brothers on the way kill you."

Meow!

The kitten suddenly raised his head and screamed at him, stretched out his claws and pressed hard on his hand. It seemed that he had something to say, but he couldn't say it, and he shed two tears in an instant.

Immediately, it wrote something on the mirror with its wet paws.

"Gangzi, listen to him!"

These five words are crooked, but they are very clear.

Sangangzi was completely stunned, his eyes were slightly wet. He reached out and touched the kitten's head. After a long time, he turned around and asked me: "Can he change back... can he still change?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Really?" San Gangzi suddenly became happy again, and tears surged and grabbed my hand tightly: "As long as I can turn Brother Zhong back, I will agree to you all the conditions."

His eyes were red and he was extremely excited, and my hands were so painful that they were scratched by him.

It can be seen that he is sincere from the bottom of his heart, and his friendship with Zhong Xiaopang is really extraordinary.

"Don't worry," I comforted him and said, "It's not difficult to exchange souls with animals. If you want to change them back! But the problem is that this is not an ordinary cat, but a double-eyed Yin Beast, so you must find the owner of the Yin Beast within seven days. But who is that person? I don't know anything about why you have to harm your buddy."

"The only clue I have at present is that strange fried rice restaurant..." I said.

"Fried Rice Restaurant, are you talking about Zhao Ji fried rice?" Sangangzi asked.

"Yes, your buddy just doubted the secret hidden in this fried rice restaurant, so he found me." I answered truthfully.

"Then... Could it be that you are Master Zhang Jiulin and Master Zhang?" San Gangzi looked at me in surprise.

"It's me." I nodded.

"Oh, it turns out to be Master Zhang! When my friend introduced you to Brother Zhong that day, I was also present. I heard that Mr. Zhang can understand ghosts and kill gods, and is a person with great ability! It's all my fault that I don't know Mount Tai. Mr. Zhang must not blame me, and I must save my Brother Zhong." San Gangzi apologized to me repeatedly.

"It's nothing. Anyone who encounters such a thing will doubt it. I admire your loyalty very much." I praised it lightly.

"Without Brother Zhong, there would be no me." San Gangzi said emotionally: "I just returned from prison ten years ago. I was penniless and couldn't find a job. I almost starved to death. If Brother Zhong hadn't helped me, how could I be like today? Master Zhang, do you mean that the little fried rice slut was making trouble behind the scenes? I'll call now and my brother smashed his shop."

As he said that, he suddenly put his arm on and wanted to take out his cell phone.

"Don't be excited for now." I quickly persuaded: "This matter is still not urgent for the time being. I have observed carefully that although the boss of the fried restaurant is suspicious, there should be someone else behind him, and that person who harms your buddy is the one! If you come up with such a reckless manner, you will only alarm the snake."

When San Gangzi heard this, he immediately took back his phone and looked at me with a random expression of anxiety: "What should I do?"

I turned to look at Zhong Xiaopang who was lying in the bathtub: "We had already agreed to find someone from the health bureau to check the store tomorrow. I took the opportunity to mingle with it and see what is hidden in the fried rice restaurant! But unexpectedly, something happened on the way back."

"Is the Health Bureau? This is easy to deal with." San Gangzi responded happily: "My brother-in-law is from the quarantine department of the Health Bureau. I went to him for the last inspection, but I didn't find anything. I'll call him tomorrow. But..."

As he said that, he looked at the kitten lying on the sink listening to our conversation, and asked with a hint of disbelief: "What should Brother Zhong do?"

"I'll let him be a cat in the past few days and experience the cat's life!" I smiled bitterly, "Also, his body in the bathtub must be well preserved and never cause any damage."

San Gangzi gently hugged the kitten in his arms and said solemnly: "Brother Zhong, don't worry! I will definitely save you. You can bear it these days." As he said that, tears flowed out again.

Meow!

The kitten murmured softly, with two front paws surrounding San Gangzi's arms, and tears flowed down.

I felt sore in my nose and reminded me: "Don't tell your sister-in-law about this for the time being."

"Okay." San Gangzi agreed, but his eyes never left the kitten.

Fatty Zhong in the bathtub was still lying quietly. The red line had faded below his shoulders, and his face gradually became rosy. At first glance, it looked like he was asleep.

The faucet was dripping with water, flowing into the bathtub and dyed it into a dark piece, and the air was filled with a smell of pickled vegetables.

I walked out of the bathroom.

In the bedroom quite far apart, the old woman was still throwing clothes on the bed one by one.

"You old man, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? Is it a little vixen who has been tricked by you? You said that if you stay at home well, can you get involved in this? It's really worth it. I think you dare to do it in the future." The old woman kept crying while talking nonsense.

I cried sadly and cursed viciously.

But even so, she still stared at the bed with her eyes tightly and put her clothes in very timely, for fear of any mistakes. She was a typical knife-mouthed and tofu heart.

Her expression was very focused, and even when I walked into the window, I didn't notice it at all.

The coarse salt ring on the bed was completely stained with blood, and the thick Simmons mattress was soaked, but no trace of blood was leaking out of the circle.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the stench from the bathroom, which was disgusting. You could even vaguely see a layer of hazy red mist.

This ghost's life-seeking evil is indeed powerful. He has lost so many clothes to block the evil, but his evil light remains unabated!

However, the speed of the clothes melting into blood gradually slowed down. After throwing a piece of clothes in, it would take a long time to completely dissolve. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the evil spirit was finally about to be polished.

There was not much left of the originally full of clothes on the ground, and the old woman was still talking and crying.

Faced with such a situation, I didn’t know what to say, so I just said: “Throw four or five more pieces and you can stop.”

The old woman then found me standing beside her and asked in fear: "That devil is nothing wrong, right?"
Chapter completed!