After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 288 His Cat (3)

The cook quickly reached in and grabbed the kitten out of the hay.

"It's still a white cat."

The little guy is soft, with a slender tail hooked on his stomach, and a lot of blood stains on his soft white fur. When he was caught in his hands, his head was drooping weakly, his eyes were closed, and his pink-white mouth Slightly opened, spit out a tender pink tongue.

"It's about to die, throw it out quickly."

Du San frowned and waved his hand, telling the cook to deal with the cat quickly, after all, the master never liked these little things.

The cook couldn't bear to grab the kitten.

The little thing is peacefully in the palm of his hand, his body is soft and warm, if he doesn't have these dirty things on his body, he must be white and flawless.

People don't live well these days, and cats don't live well either.

In the end, the cook put the white cat under the tree roots outside the backyard door, and spread a thick layer of hay on her body before leaving.

"My own child is almost too old to feed, and I don't have the time to support you, so you can ask for more blessings."

After muttering a few words, the cook turned and left. She didn't notice some movement from under the pile of hay behind her. The faint meowing gradually became clearer, followed by a white figure slowly arching under the hay. .

A gust of cool wind blew away the pile of hay, and the milky "meow" sound disappeared in the wind. The dying white cat slowly opened its eyes, under the light of the slightly bright sky. , a pair of different pupils quietly contracted, the blue as clear as lake water and the mysterious and quiet purple, as the light in the sky flourished, the white cat stood up gracefully and lazily, under the mottled blood stains on his body was like snow With pure white hair, it turned its head and gently licked the wound on its back, its barbed tongue was small and tender.

Ding Bao never expected that when he opened his eyes, the world in front of him would become so huge and strange.

She could hear many voices that she hadn't noticed before, and she could clearly see the dead leaves curling in the wind under the far corner of the wall. The initial daze made her a little confused.

"what's the situation?"

"Meow meow~"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the sound that came out turned out to be cat meowing!

Ding Bao calmed down in three seconds, then looked down at his feet.

Well, it's a pair of pure white cat's paws, very similar to peeled mangosteen, looking soft and small, with a little force, the fingertips suddenly stick out with sharp claws...

She really became a cat, and she was still a white cat.

Ding Bao was stunned for a moment, and then a memory that did not belong to her flooded into his mind.

The body she is in now belongs to a cat demon.

This is the 13th year of the civil calendar, and it is the era when the country is in turmoil and Western culture enters the chrysalis. Not long ago, the monarchy system was abolished, and the spirits and monsters that originally existed in rural folklore have become intolerable to the world.

Today's rulers have set up a warlock team specially used to catch monsters among the people, managed by the supreme ruler "General", to catch monsters hiding in the world.

The original owner is a cat demon who has cultivated for more than 100 years. At the time she was born, common people had to kneel when they saw officials and lords, but now these feudal systems have been abolished, and the one with the highest status is not called "Long Live Lord", but It's called "General".

In the past more than 100 years, they lived their lives in peace and contentment, but now warlocks are rampant and specialize in catching monsters. The original owner, as a cat monster with low mana, bears the brunt of the brunt and is seriously injured.

Fortunately, she was so lucky that she turned into a prototype and escaped by grabbing the warlock's hand at a critical moment, otherwise she might have been skinned and sent to the general's mansion, leaving her dead.

After escaping, the cat demon was seriously injured, and was soon frozen to death in this icy world.

And Ding Bao followed closely to occupy this body.

At the end of the memory, she felt a burning pain in her back, and her four paws were so cold that she almost lost consciousness, her whole body was limp and weak, her mouth was dry and she was also hungry.

She felt that her throat was a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't cough up a dry cough. She felt a little snot dripping from her nose, and wanted to reach out to wipe it, but then she saw a soft white paw standing upright.

Hey……

Ding Bao sighed.

She knew that she was here to do a mission, but she never expected that she would be a different species when she woke up.

"Hurry up and get in to keep warm, don't be frozen to death."

There was a voice in my ear.

Ding Bao shook his head, no matter how he raised his short legs, he couldn't reach his ears.

"Why am I a cat?"

"No way, who let this cat demon have the same name as you."

"Then what if I have the same name as a cabbage next time?"

"No, who would name a cabbage Ding Bao?"

Ding Bao didn't want to pay attention to it, she only knew that there was a fast-travel assistant named Bazahei living in her mind, and she didn't know the rest.

In this cold world, all she can do is tremble and curl up into a
One ball continued to tremble, and buried its head in its stomach, only showing a small trembling ear that was frozen.

Time does not know how long has passed.

The huge city of Lincheng slowly came to life. On the Ping'an Street, which stretches for more than ten miles, there are vendors carrying burdens and shouting from south to north. Stopped a rickshaw.As the wheels of the rickshaw turned rapidly, the Lincheng Morning Post stuck to the ground was blown up again. Many prominent headlines were written in a haphazard manner on the black and white pages, among which #林北战门切民东三角# was the most prominent and eye-catching.

The kid selling newspapers picked up the newspapers on the ground, wiped them and folded them again, and continued to put them in the satchel on his chest, chasing passers-by who came and went, bank staff in suits, schoolgirls wearing cloaks, A woman wearing a round hat... The bustling and noisy streets are bustling, like a slowly unfolding picture scroll, from the south of the street to the north of the street, accompanied by white smoke from the cake stalls, Lincheng at the beginning of the [-]th century Ping'an Street has been divided into two distinct parts.

On the south side of the street are dance halls, banks and department stores that are fully saturated with foreign culture, while on the north side of the street, it seems that they have been neglected by history. On the narrow and long street, there are barbers and shoe shiners. The appearance of the city, the girl selling flowers with a load and the jugglers performing arts with drums and gongs are all symbols of the old Lincheng that has been soaked for hundreds of years.

And the big courtyard standing in the middle of the north and south is the home of the wealthy and wealthy gentry at the top of the entire Ping'an Street. The gate faces south, and the whole house is wider than the Qinyang River at the end of the South Street. The tiger head bolt on the gate symbolizes the status of the owner, and the high threshold shows the long history of this house.

(End of this chapter)