Meow Ba

Chapter 122 The Gypsy Granny
Following the voice, Ron saw a vigorous old lady with gray hair, but her back was straight, her eyes were bright, and her face was full of collagen. If you didn't look at her hair, someone would believe that she was in her thirties.

"Meow~"

The crimson Somali cat that led Ron was squatting at the old man's feet at the moment. Hearing the old man's words, it raised its head and let out a soft cry, which was regarded as an answer.

"Strange, Ziye, you never bring friends home."

"Besides, your friend is not simple."

Picking up Somali cat Ziye, the young old lady said suspiciously in the ear of Somali cat Ziye, the voice was very soft, but it still fell into the ears of Ron who was trying to pull himself out of the cat hole.

Immediately, Ron's heart trembled, he stopped, and carefully looked at the furnishings in the hut - he only looked at the old lady just now, and then Ron focused on getting himself through the cat hole, and didn't pay much attention to the surroundings.

Upon seeing it, Ron immediately felt chills down his spine, and a creepy feeling emerged from his heart.

Although the whole room was still bright and clear, in a corner of the room, Ron saw an old linen tent decorated with various gorgeous feathers and various characters of unknown meaning.

Through the half-open tent, Ron saw a small wooden three-legged flower table inside. On the small table were a huge transparent sphere and a pair of slender cards.

Crystal ball?Tarot?
Gypsy witch!
At this moment, Ron can only think of the gypsy witches he often sees on TV and movies—they have long wine-red hair, are beautiful and coquettish, like to use Tarot cards and crystal balls for divination, and use prophetic language as the main character. Provides direction and always works.

And similar to the witches in the East, in legends, gypsy witches can have various special abilities, which can predict fate, distinguish mystery, and see through reality.

Have I been seen through?

Looking up at the back of the old lady holding the Somali cat and walking towards the kitchen, although she does not have the long wine red hair and shawl of the gypsy witch logo, she looks like a beautiful woman in her thirties with a straight back and likes to face the cat Talking made Ron have a bad feeling. He immediately stepped back and wanted to leave the house, but sadly found that he was already in a dilemma.

"..."

I C!its stuck!

Although it was a bit bigger than the cat hole in Diesel's house, Ron didn't try his best this time. The result of a little relaxation was that Ron's stomach happened to be stuck in the cat hole, and he had to get in first to get out.

How to do how to do?
In just a split second, Ron made a decision. Since he could only get in first and then get out, of course he had to pull himself out of the cat hole first.

Abandoning the backward movement, Ron turned to press the door panel with his front paws, while exhaling deeply, shrinking his stomach, while exerting force with his front paws—as long as the back half of his body got through the cat hole, Ron turned around and left immediately!
"Boom~"

Invisible sound waves rippling, and after ten seconds of hard work, Ron's body finally got through the cat hole under the explosive force of his front paws. He immediately turned around and wanted to get out, but saw another black man poking into the cat hole. cat head.

One, two, three...

They filed in, and in just a few seconds, a dozen cats of different fur colors and breeds entered the hut through the cat hole, squatting in front of Ron in a row, and they blocked the cat hole. Entrance, looking at him curiously.

"..."

Nima!Is this a great summoning technique?

There was gurgling cold sweat seeping from the gaps in the meat pads. As long as the cats in front of him were as powerful as the dark red Somali cat Ziye, Ron couldn't guarantee that he would get out of it today.

So terrifying images emerged in Ron's mind - leather whips, ropes, charcoal fire, branding irons, dark basements, eerie shrill laughter...

"Come, come, let's have dinner."

"Midnight brought back a great friend today, the mouse catcher Juzi from the Orange County Police Headquarters, nicknamed Ball Lightning~"

"It's trending online!"

The terrifying imagination didn't last long, and was interrupted by the old lady's voice. With the sound of cat food being poured, all the cats in front of Ron meowed and flocked to the cat food bowl beside the old lady. , eat happily.

"..."

Huh~, a false alarm~
Raising his front paws involuntarily, Ron wiped his sweatless forehead—the old lady who looked like a gypsy witch only knew about Ron through the Internet, and had no special abilities. Everything was his own association in Ron's mind.

Maybe there really are gypsy witches with the abilities in TV and movies, but just like the witches and gods in the Dragon Kingdom, most of them are the combination of speech skills and psychological induction, which is really too rare.

"Here, Tangerine, this is your share."

In the gentle voice, a cat food bowl was moved in front of Ron, exuding a familiar fishy smell. It was the Xueshan brand cat food that Aunt Susan had bought for Ron—the old lady’s face also appeared on Ron’s face. In front of him, looking at it at this moment, Ron no longer felt the chill down his back.

"Eat~"

The gypsy old lady obviously didn't know that Ron didn't eat cat food, which made Ron more sure that she was not the kind of gypsy witch who really had mysterious powers.

"Ow~"

Although I had eaten cat food at Imos's house, it was a struggle for survival-with a cry, Ron pushed away the cat food bowl full of cat food with his fur claws, and turned towards the door.

It was getting late, and Ron was going back to Diesel's house, but it was too much effort to go through the cat hole, and Ron didn't want to be stuck again, so he planned to jump up and hook the doorknob, and use his own weight to open the door.

"crunch~"

"Grandma Jenny, I'm here to see you~"

But just as Ron was about to jump, the door creaked open, and a head of brilliant blond hair and a sweet smile came in from behind the door--this face Ron had seen not long ago and protected her.

"Yeah, oranges!"

"I didn't expect to see you here~"

It was Catherine, a blond girl with the same name as Sister Lorraine, who had been rescued by Ron in the Colosseum a few days ago, and her sprained ankle had obviously healed.

Jumping into the room, Catherine struggled to hug Ron, and then a tall, middle-aged man walked into the room - with luggage in his hand, and Ron could see the car at the door through the gap between them , it was the Rolls Royce that picked up Catherine last time.

"Old lady, Miss Catherine said that she misses you and will stay here for a few days."

The old lady whom Catherine called Grandma Jenny smiled and watched Catherine lying down on the sofa with Ron in her arms, and then took the suitcase from the middle-aged man—the latter bowed and stepped back, leaving the cabin.

　Thanks for separating each color, Thousand Snow City's reward, thank you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)