There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 252: Shrine (kān)

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In Guo Dasen's voice, there was a little helplessness.

Everyone turned around and looked around, uh!

There are devastated ruins nearby.

There is also a broken building with only half left.

Fangzheng was embarrassed, said something and ran away after waiting for me. Then, his back shrugged in the ruins, and soon after, he dug out the knife case originally used to seal the ghost knife from the ruins.

At this time, Fang Zheng noticed a detail, that there was a cinnabar ink line on the surface of the knife case.

It's no wonder that it is clearly the blade of the unknown, but in the past it has been in peace.

I just don’t know, why does this ghost knife appear in Southeast Asia? This is destined to become a legacy of history.

Fangzheng found the knife case and temporarily re-sealed the Guitou Knife. After so many years of nourishing the Yin Qi, the Guitou Knife has been different from ordinary Fantie, and the evil spirit is too heavy.

In layman's terms, there is radiation, just like nuclear radiation, which is of no benefit to ordinary people.

However, just where Fang Zheng found the knife case, he also found a shrine (kān).

This is not the kind of shrine you see everyday.

It's a small shrine with a door.

Shrines, also known as statue niches, are more popular in Southeast Asia because they believe in ghosts and gods. When Fang Zheng saw what was in the shrine, he was stunned.

……

Meow~Meow~

It was a rainy weather, with heavy drifting rain.

A small milk cat that has not been weaned was abandoned in a cardboard box next to the garbage dump, and a passerby who sheltered from the rain passed by hurriedly and indifferently.

The little milk cat lay on the cardboard box. It was timid, carefully watching the strange world in front of him, and let out a weak and hungry cry.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and it wets the little milk cat's hair and also wets all the cartons.

The little milk cat shivered in the cold, looking timidly at the passersby around,

It keeps calling mom, master, little master... It doesn't know why everyone is reluctant to play with it anymore, it is very good, and it has always been very good.

Is it naughty?

Is it because of noisy others?

So you don’t want to play with me?

I will learn well...I will learn well...

The ignorant little life has always been naive and simple thinking that everyone is playing games with it. As long as it stays where it is and don't run anywhere, everyone will come back and play with it again.

It has been waiting,

Always waiting in the same carton,

He is very good, even if he is very hungry and hungry, even if it has been raining for two consecutive days, he has not left the small cardboard box.

It looks at this gloomy world that has been raining with kindness.

The wet little milk cat saw a pair of mother and child crossing the road with an umbrella on the other side of the road. The young mother was holding an umbrella and holding the child’s careful hand to cross the road.

There is only one umbrella. The young mother holds all the umbrellas for her children, works hard to take care of the children, and holds up the sky for her children, and she is willing to get wet in the wind and rain...

Meow~

Little milk cat lay on the cardboard box, trying to open his eyes wide, envious of seeing others have a mother,

It started to miss its mother.

At this moment, a fast-moving truck quickly passed the puddle on the roadside, and the splashing sewage poured the little milk cat on the roadside.

The little milk cat was washed a few times in the cardboard box by the sewage, curled up and trembling in fright.

When it lay cautiously on the carton again, the mother and child were gone.

The noise outside became quieter.

During the wind and rain, the hungry and cold little milk cat shivered with cold. The rain followed the wet hair, and the lower and lower ears and tail, one by one, falling into a small cardboard box that could not stop the wind and rain. .

The little milk cat lowered her head in a depressed mood, and could only lick her wet hair alone.

It’s this time,

No more ignorant,

A vague and cold word like rain crashed into its world...it was abandoned...

Meow, meow, the cry of the little milk cat is getting weaker and weaker, shivering and curling in the cardboard box, and the cold and dark night swallows its world.

The consciousness is gradually blurred...

"Little thing, are you abandoned by your master?"

The continuous rain was suddenly blocked, a warm palm gently picked up the trembling little milk cat in the carton, his voice was a little depressed.

And handed out some delicious and fragrant cat food.

The little milk cat felt the warmth and struggled to open her eyes. The umbrella above her head shielded her from wind and rain. She stretched out her tongue and licked her palm, meowing obediently.

It's very good,

It has been learning well,

It is licking the rainwater from the palm of the opponent to express its kind thanks.

"If you are abandoned, I will take you away."

It was put in a rain-free leather bag, and the little milk cat felt warm again,

There is also cat food in the purse,

It feels happiness again...

Meow! Meow!

Meow!

Suddenly, there were many comrades' calls around, and the roars made it very uneasy. There was still a frightening smell in the air.

The little milk cat was taken out of the purse. It saw that there were many iron cages in the room, and there were many cats in the iron cages.

Many, many homeless stray cats.

The companion's cry was disturbed, painful, and anxious. At the same time, it saw many bruised companions, and there were **** companions on the ground lying motionless.

There are more companion bodies in the trash can.

It finally understood, what was the smell in the air that made it so scared, it was the blood of the companion.

There is also the remaining breath that has not dissipated after the death of the companion.

The cat in the iron cage saw the little milk cat caught in the palm of his hand. They roared collectively, violently, and hit the iron cage collectively.

Escape!

Escape!

The incomplete bodies in the iron cage, in this way, let the ignorant little milk cat hurriedly escape from this demon place.

……

When the scene of the city regained in front of him, Fang Zheng looked at a mummy cat lying in the shrine.

Hey.

"Xiao Hei, let me support you in the future."

"Hey, are you shaking your head?"

"It must be too joyful, so you are shaking your head, right? Your shaking head is getting stronger and stronger. You must be madly surprised. It must be true."

"Why did you change your head nod? Oh, so you agreed to follow me, haha, it's still Xiaohei, you have a vision, a good man is me."

"It seems that'a cat is a magical animal, whether you are poor or rich, it despises you' is not all true, Xiao Hei, you are willing to scorn me, right? , Why are you shaking your head again, really you are very happy, too happy to be too happy."

"Huh? Xiaohei, are you a mother?"

"Well, then change the name to Niannian, there is fish every year, hey, let me follow along, hope that the deposit will become more and more."

"Year, go, let's get thick hair and go home."