C83 (2/2)

The snake's body violently wiggled a few times, then it stood there stiffly and didn't move at all.

He just died like that …

I frowned slightly as I looked at the corpse on the ground, and at the black cat licking its tongue as it ate the blood.

This black cat had always given me a demonic vibe. On the day of my adoptive father's mourning hall, the first time I saw it, it had scared me to death.

At this moment, the act of licking my blood made me feel a chill in my heart. This feeling came from the depths of my bones.

He was not only looking at the scene, but he was also recalling all his past memories.

When Liu Songxian saw the black cat at that time, he was extremely shocked and even told me something about a cat reporting a funeral.

Now that he thought about it, he was probably serious when he said that the cat had reported for funeral.

Because I felt that his expression when he saw the black cat wasn't faked. It was a true shock and fear.

That was to say, this cat reporting for mourning was not something he had invented.

It's just that I've heard of this cat reporting for funeral. I've heard that there aren't any relatives in the foster father's family, so I don't have any blood ties with him.

At that time, he was thinking, if a cat reported a funeral, who would it be?

Now that he thought about it, the cat news that Liu Songxian mentioned might have a different meaning, it was just that this meaning was related to the secret at that time, so Liu Songxian didn't dare to reveal it.

But... I should have thought of this long ago, but because I haven't seen this black cat in a long time, I actually threw all these matters out the window!

He was truly confused!

Thinking of this, my heart was extremely vexed. The so called 'cat mourning' probably meant mourning for those who died afterwards!

Although this may be a bit of a farce, it may just be a coincidence.

But after the cats reported for mourning, one death after another began to happen.

The strangest thing was, this black cat was not a village cat. However, every time something happened in the village, it would appear.

When things were calm, not a single shadow could be seen. This was rather strange.

Thinking of this, I stared at the cat licking my blood and took two deep breaths. What kind of existence was this cat? Was there really some intelligence or perceptive ability that other cats did not have?

Just as I was thinking about this, the black cat in front of me had already eaten up all the blood in her body. She shakes the blood in her mouth, causing it to spurt out even more blood.

As it licked the food, the black cat made gurgling sounds from its throat.

This voice was completely different from the previous one. It was a very enjoyable cry, as if he was enjoying his spoils of war to his heart's content.

When I saw that the snake's internal organs had already been picked out by the cat, I felt a wave of disgust in my heart. This cat didn't even look at me, as if I wasn't even worth looking at.

I didn't think that the cat came here on purpose to save me. Rather than saying that the cat came here to save me, it would be more accurate to say that the cat came here to save me. I was just lucky.

The appearance of the Shadow Snakes in the village was definitely not a good omen.

I didn't want to continue watching the black cat eat the corpse, so I simply closed the door and went to prepare dinner.

After all, it was impossible to get any clues from a cat.

When I opened the door again, there was only a leather bag left. All of the food inside had been eaten by the black cat. The surrounding blood had already merged with the snow, turning into black and red crystals of ice.

Perhaps it is due to my mental state. Even though so much time has passed, I can still smell a fishy stench permeating the air.

This smell was as if it couldn't be dispersed and continued to spread.

From today onwards, it seemed that he had to be careful. Not only did he have to be careful of people and ghosts, he also had to be careful of the snake's retaliation.

Just thinking about it makes me feel a little laughable and a little sad. Although I didn't have any happy memories when I was growing up into a big village, since when did I need to be this careful?

After pondering for a very long time, I finally let out a helpless sigh. Then, I cleaned up the things on the ground a little, so that everything around me looked a little tidy, so that Lingling wouldn't be scared when she comes out.

The black cat had already disappeared, leaving behind a trail of fresh blood. I was still doubtful. If the black cat really had intelligence, then would it have its own team?

If so, where did it stand?

How many pairs were there in the whole village?

At the very least, they were clearly not united …

For the next few days, I went out very carefully, afraid that there would be a snake attacking me. However, nothing like this happened.

However, several days had passed. In the blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of the first month. During these few days, something strange had indeed happened in the village …