Strange Life of a Cat

People who are slowly awakening do not understand their current situation, but they have an inexplicable sense of fear.

people?

No, it's not.

Human voices were heard in the vagueness just now, but at the same time the cat's bark was also heard.

He moved his lower leg, as if trying to remove the rope tied to his ankle, but another meow made him feel his scalp tingle.

He knew the cat and was too familiar with the cry. Because of this cry, he had a long nightmare. Even watching videos of cat abuse, even killing a cat with his own hands, could not wipe out this kind of fear, but there was a growing trend.

Is it!

It was the flower cat he almost slaughtered but was finally escaped by it!

Why does it always linger? !!

He regretted it, he really regretted it ...

Why did you buy this cat when you bought it from a cat dealer?

Maybe it's because this one's eyes are the hardest and the fiercest? What gives him the thrill to kill?

"Woo--"

Another meow.

Hearing this cry, even people who do n’t know much about cats can hear some warnings and attacks.

When Zheng Tan heard the cry, his ears were pressed backwards, and he always felt something wrong.

The general warning “wheeze” starts to muffle, rises in the back, and falls down at the end.

But this cat's voice at this moment sounds different from this, and it seems that there are some other tones. Maybe ordinary people don't sound much different, but Zheng Tan from the cat's point of view. Judging by the hearing of the cat, I always feel that there is a kind of scream ... means to call the same kind?

It's as if you don't understand the language, but can hear goodwill or malice from the tone of others.

The cat's barking is actually very complicated. Although not as rich and diverse as human language, Zheng Tan has heard hundreds of kinds since he became a cat. Maybe every cat has its own way of expressing it, or different ways of sounding are actually the same meaning, but no one can say clearly. Even Zheng Tan can only infer possible meanings from these calls, but can't go deeper. A lot of sounds in people sound similar. In fact, the emotions expressed are very different.

Zheng Tan was thinking. A meow came not far away.

I don't know who the cat that came out at night.

"Meow—"

The flower cat yelled, and there was a bang.

Soon, there were several more meows in the distance, belonging to different cats. You don't need to understand it thoroughly. But when I heard the first sound, I thought of its general meaning.

"Well. Did these cats start to ripple." Er Mao poked Zheng Tan, who was standing on the roof of the car.

People roar at the cat's loud voice. The first reaction was basically that the cat was rippling again. As everyone knows, cat roar has other meanings, and this roar is completely different from the previous species.

Zheng Tan watched more and more cats respond. Thinking, where is this summoning calling technique? I don't know if the cat called it out, or from which cat it learned it. In short, this sound can resonate with cats, as if the most primitive consciousness hidden in the blood was awakened, cheering them up, and gathering towards the barking.

Zheng Tan suddenly realized the scene where a wolf stood on a high under the full moon in the animal world on the TV and blew his throat, followed by howling.

Not to mention the tall grass and the fields planted with crops, the sound of gurgling came one after another, unlike the frictional sound of the leaves blowing by the evening wind, it is not difficult to distinguish in such a quiet night. That was the sound of a cat running through the grass.

From the perspective of Er Mao, under the moonlight, it is obvious that those nearly half-meter-high already dense weeds and crops can sway due to the movement of the creatures inside, and its running route also points directly here.

Larger cats like tigers, leopards, lions, etc., roar sounds domineering, but the roar of cats is not the same, listening to this energetic.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, and Er Mao took a sharp sip, suppressing the feeling of fur in his heart.

The flame of the cigarette **** flashed with the wind.

Er Mao leaned on the car and looked around.

The echoing meows are increasing.

Is this a chorus?

Zheng Tan, who was standing on the roof of the car, was gradually agitated. Er Mao could not feel it, but Zheng Tan suddenly had an impulse to sigh.

Looking up, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, Zheng Tan took a deep breath.

"Woo ---"

The screams of the cats came to an abrupt end.

This is like when everyone is singing, a fart suddenly sounds, and the sense of disobedience directly bombards the artistic conception rendered earlier.

A cat in the grass stiffened in place, and where the grass was relatively short and sparse, a pointed cat's ears that were standing up could be seen moving, and it seemed to be discerning that the tama came suddenly to the end It belongs to the guy who mixes somewhere nearby. There are also several cats that are too sensitive to the surroundings to jump like fleas, and the grass, which is almost half a meter away, cannot cover their leaping figure.

Er Mao Zheng Tan, who had just taken a cigarette, was shocked by this sudden throat and almost coughed down. This is the first time he has heard Zheng Tanji. Before that, he had only heard a little from Wei Ling, but never thought it would have such a big impact on hearing.

The flower cat drew Zheng's glance at his ear, and then turned back to yell at the person who was kicking his legs in a panic on the ground.

Zheng Tan understood the meaning of the glance at the cat. Paralyzed, I've been rejected!

Depressed Zheng Tan rubbed his claws on the roof and scratched a few claw marks on it.

They have been cats for almost two years, and still fail.

Cats are really not so good at it.

Fortunately, the cats did not have so many other ideas. After a pause, they continued to gather in the middle under the lead of the cat.

Er Mao, who came over, threw away his cigarette **** and crushed it with his toes, and sighed to Zheng: "Give up, you can scare away the ghosts even if you cry. Let's not call them, let them call them. Just squat beside Look, you can't go over if they can't solve it. "

Sweeping the large grass in the distance, Er Mao shook the goose bumps on his body. Now the scene is really weird. There are only a dozen of them. It seems that there are still cats who will come here to hear the movement.

An animal like a cat is hard to figure out.

For safety, Er Mao opened the door and got in. It seems that he doesn't need his own hands here. These cats don't look friendly.

Er Mao has always felt that cats are like a complex of demons and angels. When lazily lying on the sun or squinting at you, they are really cute and cute. Coziness and squinting eyes. It seems that the pace of time has become leisurely, making people feel that the whole world is warm, but the other side of them always makes people grit their teeth, maybe. Gritting is pretty good. That's it. The unruly wildness of those eyes in those dark nights seems to be looking for and waiting for the next prey at any time, making people have no doubt that it will pop the claws and point at you at the next moment.

Zheng Tan was lying on the roof. Watching the cats gathered around, led by the flower cat, rushed towards the struggling man on the ground. The man was gagged and couldn't make a sound. Zheng Tan knew from the hum of his nose that he was really scared at the moment, very scared.

Compared with many pure pet cats in the city center, the cats in the suburbs are generally more wild. They play in the fields and grass every day. Where can the cats who are fighting with other small animals in the countryside go well? There are some wild cats among them, even if they are fierce, they have nothing to say.

Some relatively timid cats walked around, and with the help of other cats, they occasionally took the opportunity to scratch their paws. The bolder, more aggressive cat followed the flower cat towards the person, and there were always cats like the sheriff, who became more frustrated and kicked out, got up and continued to pounce, Bite and scratch.

Er Mao rubbed goose bumps in the car. Rolled the window up a bit, for fear the cats would come over.

After all, these cats are not trained, and most of them are domestic cats. I do n’t know which places are the key to humans and their attack strength is limited. Maybe some of them just treat this as a game, just like playing cat toys. The man on the ground purposely curled himself up. It doesn't matter if he gets hurt. The important thing is to protect himself.

The bite-catcher and the fierce wild cat were the ones who bite better.

Er Mao looked at the time and the "battle situation" over there. He was not going to let this person die here, so he had to watch.

As for Zheng Tan, he is learning to tell from the bark of the flower cat which causes the situation at the moment, which can affect the cat's mood, and how to mobilize the cat's mood. Cats are not considered to be gregarious animals today, but in fact they are not considered to be solitary. After all, they have infiltrated human society. There are so many cat owners around. Every day, they can meet many cats, and most of them are fine. What would happen if all the cats at Chuhua University were summoned?

Think of it a little bit.

However, this is not an easy technique. Maybe Zheng Tan cannot learn it when the cat is finished. As a cat with a human body, Zheng Tan encounters more obstacles than a real cat. However, As long as she has strong learning ability and strong understanding, Zheng Tan believes she still has a chance.

By the time Er Mao stopped, the cat had stained a lot of blood. He heard Er Mao's cry, and he reluctantly responded, but finally quit and walked to the car to lick his hair. . Without the cat, the other cats gradually stopped and spread their licking paws around. The wild cat ran after seeing Er Mao coming, and it was estimated that the person was not good enough to deal with.

The man's clothes and pants on the ground became **** rags ~ www.readwn.com ~ Both hands and face were scratched with blood. I didn't move there. Only slight fluctuations made people know that the person was alive. The urine and blood on the ground were mixed.

Although the flower cat was fierce, it was quite compliant to Er Mao's words. After getting in the car, it was docile again. If it wasn't for the blood stains belonging to people, it would be more convincing.

The person who was already covered in blood was stuffed into the trunk by Er Mao. Er Mao said that he would take care of the rest and promised that Zheng Tan and the flower cat would never see the person again, but it did n’t seem to be going. Killing.

When the car drove back to the side door behind the eastern courtyard of Chuhua University, Zheng Tan got out of the car and went home. The cat was still squatting on the back seat with its eyes closed. Er Mao drove two times without effect and it was left to it.

Zheng Tan stood at the gate of the compound and looked at a grove not far away. He moved his ears, and the sheriff was fighting with the cats on the west side again. Listening to their calls when they were fighting, the sheriff was not like When he was about to lose, Zheng Tan ran back to his house. (To be continued ...)

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