Unlucky black cat

In fact.

From the moment he entered the Buddhist hall, Jiang Sheng had borrowed human skin raincoats to control the five senses of the monks.

Then, to paraphrase Raincoat, they will dream of their hearts.

During the process, those with ferocious faces should be killed, those with evil faces should be killed, those with timid faces should be killed, and those with innocent faces should not be killed.

After some thinking, Jiang Sheng chose to believe Yuyi's words first.

Therefore, the monks all died here.

What they dreamed about was obviously not a happy thing.

Jiang Sheng quite recognized Raincoat's ability to create illusions.

Even the custodian of cursed objects cannot tell the truth from falsehood on his own without the help of the vengeful spirit.

It was too cautious before and missed the best opportunity to resolve the incident.

Yang Momo was right.

Jiang Sheng still doesn't have a clear enough understanding of what he can do with his abilities.

And it is always restrained, using the excuse of going with the flow.

boom!

Letting the old abbot's body fall at his feet, Jiang Sheng looked sideways at the poor woman whose tongue had been pulled out.

Then he asked Yun Gui again.

Can she still be saved?

Hiss (hopeless).

Reluctantly, he stepped forward to observe, but Yun Gui shook his head and withdrew.

Hiss, hiss (and this person is already suffering from a terminal illness and is just being kept alive by some kind of spell).

Ah (you will suffer even if you are saved).

The raincoat standing nearby echoed.

Then, Nai pointed at the four monks lying on the ground.

Ah, ah (Kitty cat, can I take away the skins of these four people)?

what ever.

Ah (you're welcome then).

As soon as he finished speaking, Raincoat excitedly dismantled the four corpses.

As for Yun Gui and Jiang Sheng, they came to the unconscious girl.

What is her specific situation now?

Jiang Sheng frowned as he examined the girl's body and the disaster that had penetrated deep into her internal organs.

Yun Gui wandered around the girl for several times before finally speaking slowly.

His, hiss, hiss (I can't tell the specific situation. But one thing is for sure, these things, I don't know whether they are disasters or misfortunes, have taken root in her body).

Isn't it possible to get rid of it?

Hiss, hiss (impossible, her current body is no better than an ordinary person's. Have you ever seen evil spirits escape disasters?).

You mean.

Hiss, hiss (well, in a sense, this girl's soul has been transformed into something like an evil spirit. As soon as her body dies completely, she will start to move in the direction of the evil spirit quickly. growing up).

A living person?

Hiss, hiss (yes, from now on, everyone who is close to her will encounter misfortune. But she is obviously not a real evil spirit yet. Because there are many subtle differences between the two. In short, the situation is very It’s complicated, I can only analyze it to this extent).”

The skin and flesh on Yun Gui's body peeled off layer after layer.

It should symbolize his depressed and anxious mood at the moment.

Hiss (human beings really have no lower limit).

Finally, he spoke like a raincoat.

Ah, ah (if they have a lower limit, there won't be us).

Raincoat, who was still dismembering his body in front of the Buddha, raised his head.

Ah, ah (Kitten, there is still a lot of spiritual power left in these people's bodies, do you want to eat it)?

Save it for me, I have no appetite now.

Jiang Sheng drooped his eyes, took out the mobile phone he carried with him from his pocket, and answered calmly at the same time.

Ah (no problem).

Perhaps because it is rare to eat meat, the human skin raincoat is in a good mood.

Her mental state has always been like this, her happiness, anger, sorrow and joy have no basis, and even the time is uncertain.

In addition, the souls of the old abbot and others have also been crushed into pieces and then manipulated arbitrarily.

Lost the possibility of turning into an evil spirit again.

Jiang Sheng was going to make a phone call and go to the door of the Buddhist hall.

Because the air there will be cleaner.

Before leaving, the black cat turned back and said to the busy raincoat.

Raincoat, after you finish the 'things' at hand, give this girl some sweet dreams. Try to let her sleep for a while longer. I'm sorry to bother you.

Ah, ah (I know, leave it to me).

The fierce ghost lying on the corpse roared, which was a response.

So Jiang Sheng went out and made a phone call.

So, Yang Momo had just finished breakfast, less than thirty minutes later.

Then I received a call from Jiang Sheng.

Hey, what's wrong? You miss me so soon?

In the hotel, the girl, who had just taken a shower, was lying on the bed tuning up the TV.

The sudden communication request made her raise her eyebrows in surprise, but she still pressed the button to connect.

No, it's just, what, I want to ask you for another favor. Jiang Sheng's tone on the phone was slightly stiff.

What are you busy with? Yang Mo asked strangely, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Help collect a body.

It wasn't until the visitor saw her that the girl's complexion turned from white to black, and then from black to white.

ha?

…

Zhuang Yuan had a dream.

A very long dream.

In the dream, her mother was cured of her illness. She also passed the college entrance examination and was admitted to the university of her choice.

Since school, the girl has been working hard and studying, and unexpectedly found love.

The other person is a boy who loves to laugh and has a naughty black cat.

The two met and fell in love because of cats, and since then, they have started living an ordinary and happy life together.

The years are quiet.

A smile gradually appeared on Zhuang Yuan's face, she tied up her hair, and her temperament was no longer gloomy.

Later, the girl fell in love with cooking and opened a restaurant with her husband.

My mother often comes to the store to help, just like when she was a child, she often helped her mother clean the bathhouse.

Every year, Zhuang Yuan donates part of the hotel's profits to the Duan Bodhisattva Temple.

It wasn't much money, but it was a little bit of her heart.

She would often use words to tell her husband about her past and how grateful she was to the temple.

So her husband also agreed with her decision. This man who loved to laugh always silently supported her willfulness.

It's so beautiful, such a life.

Ordinary, but it can also be down-to-earth and simply held in the hand.

She likes to take a nap on her husband's shoulder, hold the black cat for grooming, and listen to her mother talk about the past.

I like to cook meals that the family likes.

I like to sit around with important people and feel the short-term warmth.

I like it, I really, really like it...

...

Then, light came into view.

Then, Zhuang Yuan woke up.

Then, a doctor told her.

Her mother passed away.