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Chapter 7 Black Cat

I immediately shuddered when I saw it. Isn't this the black cat my mother saw that day? I even forgot to mention this to Master.

Ever since I read "Qingwei Shu Zhi", I know that meeting a black cat during a funeral is definitely not peaceful.

"Fuck, get out of here!" I picked up the mourning stick next to me angrily and swung it towards the black cat.

I exerted 120% of my strength. If I hit him this time, I would definitely smash this beast into meat cakes.

But the black cat was obviously not that weak. Before the mourning stick in my hand could get closer, the black cat screamed and jumped back.

The hair all over his body exploded.

And I vaguely saw a human expression on the black cat's face. I was shocked. How could a cat have a human expression?

But this cat's face was full of disdain and contempt at the moment, and he looked like a real person.

"Beast!" I rushed over fiercely and slapped the black cat with another wail.

The black cat bowed its body and jumped on the head of the coffin in an instant. The mourning stick in my hand hit the coffin with a bang.

Seeing that I missed, the black cat actually started laughing harder. How could I bear this?

I yelled, you beast, do you want to find a substitute? I'm not afraid of you!

I chased the black cat around the house and accidentally smashed the oil lamp in front of the coffin.

It's a pity that this beast is so nimble, I just didn't touch a hair on it.

On the contrary, I was confused by it, and it scratched my arm so hard that there was a bloody mark.

After chasing for a long time, I was exhausted and panting, and the black cat ran away without knowing where it was.

"Qing Wei Shu Zhi" says that the black tiger knocks on the coffin to defraud the corpse.

Although I was scared, but thinking about it, Liu Qian'er had already faked her body, so I thought it was okay.

I simply tidied up the mourning hall and prepared to go back to my room to sleep.

But at this moment, there was a rustling of footsteps behind me. I looked back and found that it was my dad who was back.

"Dad, didn't Master say that you can't go home for these three days?" I asked casually.

My dad didn't say anything, but walked over and took my hand. I felt that my dad's hand was cold, and the strength of his hand was like an iron plier. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break free.

I suddenly felt something was wrong, a thin layer of sweat broke out on my forehead, and I shouted in horror: "Dad, what's wrong with you? I'm Gu Zhou!"

My dad still didn't speak, his eyes were vacant, and he dragged me out. I pulled the door hard to prevent him from pulling me out of the house.

But at this moment, my dad seemed to have lost consciousness and all he knew was dragging me out of the house. At this moment, I felt something hot in my trouser pocket.

I took it out and saw that it was the jade pendant given to me by Master. The original jade pendant was now emitting a faint cyan glow.

With the attitude of giving it a try, I pressed the jade pendant on my father's forehead. I heard my father let out a cry, and his hand was instantly released.

At the same time, he jumped back several meters. I never thought that my dad's jumping ability was so good.

My dad looked at the jade pendant in my hand warily, and a wisp of white smoke came out of his forehead. Now I understood a little bit, my dad was probably possessed by something.

Commonly known as bumper.

"Dad, please wake up, I am Gu Zhou!" I yelled at my dad, but I knew that possessed people do not have any independent thoughts.

Maybe he knew that the thing in my hand was not easy to mess with, so he turned around and jumped away from the courtyard. He really jumped away, like a cat.

After such a fuss, I knew that someone wanted me to leave the house, but fortunately Master had warned me in advance, so I would rather die than obey.

The next morning, Master arrived as promised.

He first glanced at the mourning hall, and then looked at my scratched arm.

"Did anyone come last night?" Master asked.

I answered truthfully and told him everything about the black cat and my father.

Master said: "The black tiger knocks on the coffin, but it does not knock on the coffin itself, but uses you."

When Master said this, I suddenly understood. Last night, all the mourning sticks in my hand hit the coffin.

It turned out that it was the black cat who tempted me to do this.

I said what's the use of doing this?

"After a person dies, there will be a breath stuck in the throat. It is okay to swallow it at that time. But if the breath is still stuck in the throat after the recovery time, and if by chance the breath falls into the stomach of the corpse again, then

It will turn into a zombie."

"Black Cat wants to use you to swallow the breath in Liu Qian'er's throat, and at the same time loosen the soul-fixing nail."

The master explained that there was also a hidden mechanism on the coffin, and the soul-fixing nails he nailed were based on the positions of the eight dark gates. Unexpectedly, the black cat could actually see through his plan.

"What about my dad?" Although I have only just started, I know that my dad is definitely crazy.

The master pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry about your father's affairs for now. It should be fine. The most important thing for you now is not to step out of the yard under any circumstances during these three days."

Master said it solemnly, and I frowned as I heard it, knowing that Master's instructions were very important.

"This matter has a serious background. As long as you don't leave the yard, it's absolutely safe. Although the black cat wants to cause Liu Qian'er to transform into a corpse, with the blessing of my peach wood nails, it should be fine in three days." The expression on the master's face was very solemn.
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