Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 297 Petting a Cat (41)

In this short day, Qiao Wei took two cat legs back from the gate of hell.

After she narrowly escaped death, her two short legs were as limp as two noodles.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Qiao Wei heard noises coming from the living room, thinking that Pei Jin had come back to cook for herself, and ran over happily, but she didn't expect to meet the counterfeit who was rummaging through the boxes.

No, how could the counterfeit be at Pei Jin's house?

One person and one cat looked at each other, and the air seemed to freeze.

"He's been carrying this cat all this time. Could it be that Dong XZ is on the cat?" The impostor suddenly murmured to himself, reaching out to grab the fur on the back of Qiao Wei's neck.

"Meow!"

Qiao Wei let out a low growl, jumped onto the sofa, and deftly avoided the claws.

"This cat is very evil." The counterfeit suddenly turned his head and asked. "Taoist, help me see if there is anything wrong with this cat."

Only then did Qiao Wei realize that in the shadow of the entrance by the door, there stood a Taoist priest wearing a caramel-colored Taoist robe.

He looked young, as thin as a stick, his Taoist robe hung empty on his body, the hand holding the gossip plate was like chicken feet, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the word "abnormal" was written all over his body.

At this time, his protruding eyes were staring at Qiao Wei, and his eyes were a little strange.

Qiao Wei instinctively sensed the crisis, gave a low "meow", and quietly took half a step back.

It's over, can this Taoist priest really see her real body?

Bah, no, her real body is a human, and the original owner turned into a cat because of some confusion!
"This cat..." The Taoist looked away, "It's very cute."

The impostor squatted down disinterestedly, completely ignoring the harmless kitten on the sofa.

"Taoist, are you talking about that thing, is it really so miraculous?" the counterfeit asked while rummaging through things.

She was wearing gloves and anklets, and she moved very carefully. Every time she found a place, she would restore it in the original order, without any trace of turning over.

"Yeah." The Taoist replied succinctly.

Qiao Wei noticed that his peripheral vision stayed on her body for a few minutes vaguely.

This Taoist has reservations about what he said.

Qiao Wei jumped onto the window sill calmly, yawned, half-closed her eyes and pretended to bask in the sun, and pricked her ears up to eavesdrop on their conversation.

She can remember how the original owner died in the script.

In order not to offend the counterfeit, she should be a lazy cat who doesn't care about other things.

"It's like raising a cat. When a thief breaks into the house, it can hang up high." The counterfeit has a big prejudice against this cat who always looks at him with its nostrils, and mutters when he sees it Goo sarcastic. "If Pei Jin had a dog, he would have rushed over to fight me hard."

Qiao Wei secretly rolled her eyes.

Call yourself a thief, the heroine is fine.

"Can't find it."

Pei Jin had few things at home, so she quickly went through the counterfeit ones, and leaned against the TV cabinet discouragedly, looking at the Taoist priest who had been standing still at the selection gate.

"Are you sure that thing is really in Pei Jin's hands?"

"He is the only heir of the Pei family, and the Pei family heirloom/bao must have been passed on to him."

"Maybe it was his gambler's father, or his spendthrift mother, who sold them off."

The Taoist shook his head, "Impossible."

Qiao Wei's ears are so long, she can't wait to open their mouths, so that they can utter more nutritious words.

What is it?

A strange Taoist priest who sees through without telling the truth, a lonely ghost who got into the body of the original owner... Is there anything that these two people want to get by any means?
Huh?
Qiao Wei shook her ears.

That's right, maybe this counterfeit is a lonely ghost, and by chance, it got into the original owner's body.

At first, she wondered if the original owner's transformation into a cat was a trick of a counterfeit, but seeing that the counterfeit did not respond to the puppet cat, she dispelled this doubt.

Maybe it was indeed a coincidence.

Then, if the counterfeit wanted to survive as Jia Qiaowei, he would definitely need some treasures that would stabilize his soul.

——So, what exactly are they looking for?
Qiao Wei has been with Pei Jin for a while, and has never seen any strange treasures on him, not even a collection of antiques and curios.

The counterfeit entered the cloakroom, saw the sleek skirts in a row of shirts and suits, and curled his lips.

"She must be here. Someone took a photo of them shopping together. I have seen her back with my own eyes. Although I can't see her face clearly, she is definitely right. And the magic weapon that Pei Jin used to raise the kid, said It might not be what we're looking for."

While talking, the counterfeit took the skirt and made gestures on his body in front of the mirror.

"The surname Jia don't want to push me out of this body! Taoist priest, help me find her and break up her soul!"

Her hideous expression was reflected in the mirror.

The Taoist glanced calmly at the cat who was poking his head into the cloakroom, and replied lightly: "Strictly speaking, she didn't do anything to you, and she borrowed a body to keep you alive. You should thank her for that." right."

"Thank you?" The impostor snorted coldly, his gloved fingers frantically running across the rows of clothes. "Why should I thank her? As long as she is still alive, I can't feel at ease!"

The Taoist priest was noncommittal about the counterfeit goods.

Qiao Wei understood.

It turned out that the counterfeit was worried that one day \/she would return to her own body, so she wanted to act first and make her lose her soul!
What a cruel heart!
The counterfeit has a very keen sense, and he suddenly walked out of the cloakroom and went straight to the cat on the window sill.

Qiao Wei was so nervous that she almost exploded.

Hey, find your magic weapon, don't keep staring at her!

"Taoist, tell me..." The impostor stopped, with a strange smile, "Will Jia Qiaowei's soul enter someone else's body like mine?"

The dumb hairs on Qiao Wei's head stood up one by one.

Ruined!The hostess began to suspect her!
If she ran away, it would be equivalent to confirming the suspicion of the hostess, and the hostess would never let her go.

None of the two people here is a vegetarian, and Qiao Wei, a cat who can only shoot crayfish to death, is no match for them at all.

If you don't move, and use the same to respond to all changes, this heroine who would rather kill by mistake than let her go may not let her go.

Qiao Wei was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

How to do?
To move, or not to move?

"Or in the shells of other creatures. For example... cats."

As the voice of the counterfeit fell, a strong wind blew towards Qiao Wei. Qiao Wei jumped up instinctively, stepped on the back of her hand with a claw, and quickly jumped onto the shelf next to her.

Qiao Wei didn't dare to be idle for a moment, Sa Yazi hurried to
"Taoist priest, get rid of this cat!" the impostor shouted.

Qiao Wei, who was jumping, felt her body lightened, and she was sucked into a black hole/hole space in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)