Quick Transmigration: The Sick and Delicate Villain Has a Deep Routine

Chapter 84 Will You Raise Me?Meow

After taking a shower, Shijiu lay on the bed, looking sideways at Caramel lying on the other side of the bed.

"Sister Shi, let me show you my painting album." Caramel said.

Shi Jiu nodded, sat up from the bed, and asked, "Caramel, where did you put your painting album?"

"In the lockbox under the bed, the code is 12345."

Upon hearing this, Shi Jiu got out of bed, lay down on the floor, and reached for the code box under the bed.

The bottom of the bed was very dark, but there was a pair of gilt cat's eyes shining brightly, which looked a little creepy. I had seen these eyes on the ceiling of the classroom, as if there was a cat hidden in the darkness.

Shi Jiu pretended not to see it, and leaned forward a little more. Just as his fingertips reached the password box, it seemed that an invisible force pushed the box inward...

Caramel asked: "Sister Shi, can't you reach the box? How come, I didn't put it that far inside." Saying that, she was about to float inside.

When Ah Piao is in a certain way, it can be regarded as a transparent superpower.

"Don't go in! Caramel, you stand back." Shi Jiu raised the volume unknowingly, what the hell is this.

Caramel immediately took two steps back when she heard the words, what was under the bed, could it be a century-old ghost?
Caramel was so frightened that her legs trembled, but she didn't dare to scream. It would be terrible if she caused trouble for Shi Jiu.

The thing under the bed is not just a hundred-year-old ghost, this one is a ten-thousand-year-old ghost... or a thick-skinned, unreasonable ten-thousand-year old ghost.

At this time, Shi Jiu's hand was held down by a soft cat's paw, which was obviously very soft and waxy, but it seemed to hold Shi Jiu's hand firmly as if it weighed heavily.

Shi Jiu broke free backwards, but his hand was forcibly pulled out with three scratches, but there was no bleeding, but the pain was clearly felt.

She stopped moving.

In the narrow space under the bed, the smell of dust filled the air, which was a bit choking.

Shi Jiu's dark eyes stared quietly at the golden eyes, trying to see through what this unknown creature was trying to do.

As time passed bit by bit, a little blue will-o'-the-wisp gathered under the bed, like fireflies on a summer night, dotted with stars.

But this was enough for Shi Jiu to see clearly what was in front of her.

A black cat with gilt-golden eyes, the whole body is black, only the inner sides of the ears are white, and the paws are white. Its limbs are slender and strong, with a sense of power. It opened its mouth wide open to Shi Jiu.

Sharp teeth, pink tongue, fluttering beard, "meow~"

Shi Jiu was stunned, and tilted his head, this one, it's a kitten.

Shijiu doesn't like cats, but Shijiu likes dogs.

The question of whether to prefer cats or dogs is a matter of vital principle, and it is absolutely unequivocal.

The black cat still held onto Shi Jiu's hand, and Shi Jiu was afraid that if he broke free, he would get scratched three more times.

"Meow~" The black cat meowed arrogantly, but it had no deterrent effect after all. No matter how ferocious or non-living, as long as it was furry and cute, it would basically not be classified as a dangerous creature.

Shi Jiu sighed helplessly, it's okay to be entangled by a female ghost, why is he entangled by a cat now, if only it was a fluffy husky.

The black cat seemed to see through Shi Jiu's thoughts, and the cat's tail slapped Shi Jiu's face gently.

It seemed that a few cat hairs fell on his face, Shi Jiu sneezed violently, facing the black cat.

The black cat opened its eyes wide, stretched its neck in disgust, and leaned back.

Shi Jiu smiled apologetically, a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, can you let me take something." As he said that, Shi Jiu glanced pointedly at the paw that the big cat was still on her hand.

The cat raised its head, shook its head calmly, its gilt eyes locked onto Shi Jiu, as if asking Shi Jiu to promise something.

I can't speak the language, I really can't communicate...

"Do you drink water, why do you eat small fish?" Shi Jiu asked cautiously.

Crouching in the corner, Caramel heard Shi Jiu's conversation, and opened her eyes in disbelief. The longer she died, the more strange things she would see.

There is a ghost who likes to eat small dried fish?Is this personality a cat?

And Shi Jiu's face was slapped up by the black cat's tail again, the pain wasn't painful, just itchy, "Aqie, Aqiu, Aqiuqiu, Aqiqi..."

Shijiu couldn't stop sneezing, but this time he avoided the black cat, and faced the air beside him, the dust in the air stirred up, and he sneezed again.

What the hell is this cat?
Ghosts are untouchable existences of human beings, but it can touch Shijiu, the cat's paw scratches people, and the cat's hair still itch when it touches the face, as if it is really alive.

But even if you search the whole world, you can't find a living cat. It is so powerful, elusive, and unreasonable as the one in front of you.

Between being and not being, beyond life and death.

Shi Jiu instinctively felt that he couldn't be provoked, and didn't want to.

The black cat swept the combination box away from the foot of the bed with its tail in disgust and pity, and stoutly removed the cat's paw.

The golden eyes still fell on Shi Jiu, and the cat's tail was wagging. If it hadn't been scratched and swiped by it before, Shi Jiu would have really thought that the cat in front of him was really good?

Shi Jiu ignored it, got out of the bed, leaned against the edge of the bed and sat on the floor.

Caramel came over and asked in surprise, "Sister Shi, was it just a century-old ghost?"

Shi Jiu nodded, and then a fluffy cat's head protruded from his shoulder, "More than a hundred years."

As if responding to Shijiu's answer, the black cat let out a "meow~".

There is also a food chain in ghosts, one is to compare years, and two is to compare resentment, like caramel, who has just died and has no resentment, it is the guy at the bottom of the food chain in the ghost world.

Facing the top of the food chain, the weakling Caramel flattered instinctively, and she began to praise seriously, "Oh, no wonder this fur is so shiny, this figure is so strong, and this little pink meat pad is so cute."

The black cat raised its head arrogantly, but quietly turned its eyes to Shi Jiu, silently showing contempt for Shi Jiu's bad eyesight.

Shi Jiu couldn't help shaking his head, smiled, walked to the side of the box, opened it according to the password, and saw a box of comic books, a bag of pencils and several sketchbooks inside.

Caramel sat beside Shi Jiu nervously.

She was looking forward to it, but also afraid of Shijiu's reaction.

The illustrators of most of the comic books are Zongjia, a few belong to others, and some are comic magazines. The comics serialized by Zongjia are marked with colorful stickers, which can be found at a glance.

In the stories of Zongjia, there is always one of the protagonists who is not a human being. The painting style is fresh and cool, and the characters are exquisite. At the end of the story, they always like to leave a suspenseful and open ending.

This is also the reason for the emergence of fan artists. If you can't eat sugar, you can only produce your own food. Readers who are forced to do business.

Readers who let themselves go are equal to a large, indescribable, mosaic picture.

In the cracks, there is a caramel-painted fanbook, the scarlet thorn wall, and the story of the Zong family. The strong and brave girl finally gets together with the mayor, and the mayor's scattered personality finally merges into one, with a happy ending .

"Caramel turned out to be a cartoonist, really amazing." Shi Jiu said in amazement, he swept away those indescribable pictures and turned a blind eye...

Caramel admired Shijiu's calmness, thinking that when Zongjia saw it, her face and ears were completely red, and she was so ashamed that she almost hit the wall to death.

Caramel’s painting style is trying to be close to Chongjia, but the narrative style is still different. The original sad story has become a girl’s comic, but the biggest advantage is that it has meat.

What Shi Jiu held in his hand was the first edition without deletions, but when it was published, almost all of it was deleted, and only the drafts of the first edition can be viewed online.

The publication time was a month ago, the name was sweet sugar, and it was signed at the comic exhibition once, that is, at that time, caramel met understanding.

However, Xie Yi was a cosplayer at the time, wearing makeup and a specific cosplay outfit, while Caramel wore a hat on his head and a mask on his face, covering his face tightly, so the two didn't recognize each other immediately after school started.

Shi Jiu remembered the words of understanding, and stretched out his hand.

Caramel's ten fingers are slender and graceful, except for the little finger of his left hand.The fingertips seem to be squashed and grow back. The nails and fingertips are very flat and square, which is ugly and inconsistent...

She clenched her hands and looked at Caramel with doubts in her eyes.

The cat on Shi Jiu's shoulder was clearly lying on her shoulder, as if a little sleepy.

Caramel scratched her hair, a moment of sadness flashed in her eyes, and then said with a cheerful smile: "It's been like this since I was a child. I started to remember things when I was one or two years old. At that time, my little finger always hurt, probably because I accidentally hurt it somewhere. Well, fortunately, it has grown again."

Shi Jiu stretched out her hands, faced the light, looked at Caramel, and smiled slightly, "Caramel's hands are so pretty and clever, they can draw so many pictures." sincere.

"Yeah." Caramel also smiled, "Sister Shi, go to sleep, there will be a hundred ghosts waiting for you tomorrow."

"Ah, I hate going to school." Shi Jiu sighed, then took off his shoes, climbed into bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

A black cat was pressed on the quilt, and a female ghost was sleeping on the right side, with her abdomen and back under pressure...

　Xiao Jiu: I want to oppress others.

　　Author Jun: You go to suppress the scene.

　　Xiao Jiu (blushing): ...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)