Grumpy Cat's Way Home

Chapter 9

In the Taoist temple, Song Qing was reporting work to a person who looked to be in his 40s. At the end of his speech, he said: "Master, Uncle Shi and the others and Shen Zhigang's family will arrive tomorrow, and the specific practice time will be arranged in the evening after tomorrow. You can see it." ?"

"As long as you arrange it properly." The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction.

As soon as the voice fell, two heads popped out of the door.

A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he greeted, "Come in, both of you."

Song Xi and Flying Pig walked in, Song Xi found a chair and jumped on it, and Flying Pig went to the side and sat upright.

After seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man, she became restless.

The middle-aged man seemed to be the one who told her fortune and told her to quit.

"you you you you you!"

"That's right, it's me." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Fang Wu, and you can call me Lao Fang."

Song Xi rushed to the middle-aged man's feet and hugged his thigh, "Old Fang, please find a way to be a man."

That's the good thing about being a cat, what's reserved, what's polite and honest.

If you like it, ask for kisses and hugs, and if you don't like it, you will live in isolation or even be violent.

The Flying Pig was also very happy, and when the joy was over, feelings of disappointment flooded over him. The joy was that Song Xi was expected to get what he wanted, but the disappointment was that the little friend was about to go far away, just like an old father marrying a daughter.

"I haven't found a solution yet." Lao Fang sighed, and Fliggy's lost heart floated up again.

"But don't worry, there will always be a way. You usually keep in touch with Song Qing, and I will tell him if I have any news." After speaking, he turned to Feizhu and said, "Hello Feizhu, I am the author of your novel." Book fans, I have admired it for a long time, can you sign me?" After speaking, he took out a book and ink pads.

Flying Pig: "." He stretched out his paw and poked it on the ink pad, and then stamped it with a paw print.

On the way back, Fliggy said: Why do I feel like I've been sold.

Which book fan usually prepares other people's books and ink pads, just waiting for the day to meet the author.

Song Xi also couldn't figure it out, but the world was so big that there were all kinds of people.

On the evening of the third day, Song Xi rarely went out to look for food. After dinner, she quietly left the firewood room with the flying pig that had also eaten.

A cat and a dog ran towards the Taoist temple under the cover of the night.

The last conversation between Lao Fang and Song Qing aroused their curiosity, and the two decided to go to gain knowledge tonight.

Layers of dark clouds gathered in the night sky, without a trace of moonlight or starlight.

When they arrived, Song Qing and another young man in Guanli were making final preparations.

The two sneaked into the hall while they were ready to leave.Flying Pig hid under the altar, which was covered by a skirt around it, and Fliggy could only look out through the gap in the skirt.

Song Xi grabbed the curtain and climbed onto the beam, not daring to breathe, and quietly lay down.

Looking down from a height, everything in the hall can be seen effortlessly.If the light is turned off at this time, someone looking up on the ground will be able to see a pair of shining eyes above the beams, like two small searchlights.

One after another, people came over.

Lao Fang and two other middle-aged men, Song Qing and a young man supported by two strong men.

Lao Fang was dressed in ordinary clothes, two middle-aged men were wearing purple Taoist robes, Song Qing was wearing yellow Taoist robes, holding a pottery pot in his hand with patterns that Song Xi couldn't understand, and he put the pottery pot on the altar.

The whole body of the young man was tied up with ropes. For the first time, Song Xi understood that being skinny was realistic and not exaggerated, just like a skeleton wearing human skin.

The brawny man did not leave after putting down the young man, but stood guard on one side and one on the right.

The young man's head drooped limply.

After the middle-aged man finished grooming, the old Fang said, "Let's get started."

As soon as the words fell, the young man opened his eyes.

Song Xi felt a great danger enveloped her, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

If the original two snakes, one snake is a terrorist unit.At this time, Song Xi was surrounded by snakes in 360 degrees with no dead ends.

She wanted to run away, but her body wouldn't listen.It was only by clinging tightly to the pillars connected to the beams that it managed not to fall.

Lao Fang knocked on the chime, and with the sound of the chime, the pressure receded like a tide.

"It's useless, unless you get rid of him." The young man laughed strangely.

"Other than that, I have the next one, the next one."

"Even if you can seal me up, it doesn't matter, the last person who sealed me up is gone, and I'm not here properly." The young man shouted there.

The few people ignored him and proceeded with the ceremony in an orderly manner.

As the sound of chanting the mantra sounded, the young man became more and more violent.

A strong wind blew outside, and thunder and lightning flashed among the clouds.

The few people present were solemn and solemn, and the heavy rain poured down.

The disappearing pressure swept back again, and Song Xi felt like he was about to explode.All the lights in the hall flickered a few times and went out with a snap.

Song Qing spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", the bound young man paused, and Lao Fang put the lid on the clay pot.

The pot started to shake on its own on the altar, and the thunder outside the window seemed to be chasing something.Lightning illuminated the room brightly.

Each bolt of lightning was followed by a thunder, as if they all fell around the hall.

The pot on the altar was swinging more and more, and it was about to roll off the table.

In Song Xi's dark green night vision, seeing the pot was about to fall off the table, Song Xi saw the whole village turned into a deserted village for a moment.Everyone is gone, including Grandma Zhang.

Unable to control it anymore, she jumped off the beam and landed on the altar, kicked the jar out of the hall with her legs, and landed under a tree. When it shattered, a bolt of lightning struck down, landing on the tree and the jar , With the sound of "ah", the world is clean.

Not only did the feeling that my brain was about to burst disappear.

The wind, rain, thunder and lightning outside also disappeared at that moment.

If it weren't for the rainwater flowing on the ground, Song Xi couldn't believe that what happened just now was real.

Song Qing walked to the side hall, took an emergency light and put it on the table.

The young man who helped with the preparatory work carried an electrician's bag, moved a ladder, and climbed up to connect the lights in two or three steps. It seems that this kind of work has been done before.

Lao Fang walked up to the young man who had fainted on the ground, examined it, and said to the two strong men: "He is very weak now, you can take him here to recuperate for the time being, and he can go back when he recovers, stay at home Take it easy for a while before going to school.

The two were very grateful, one untied the rope on his body, the other squatted down, carried him on his back and walked to the wing.

The two Taoist priests in purple sat on the chairs, leaning against the backs of the chairs, looking overworked.

"At first I thought it was just a slightly stronger character, but I didn't expect it to be the one that the master once sealed." One of them said, "I just flashed some pictures of the relationship between the master and it."

"It's still careless, thanks to the cat. Hey, where is the cat?" The other stood up and looked around.

(End of this chapter)