no trouble

Yin Wuhuo's eyes widened immediately, and suddenly jumped from behind the sofa and sat down in front of Mao Shisan, looking suspiciously into Mao Shisan's eyes, "Are you transmigrated?"

The young man looked at Fat Mao up and down, obviously unable to believe that those words just now came out of the mouth of the old man in front of him. You must know that this guy is a famous iron cock, ghosts and sorrows, and no one can even think about it. He pried a penny here!

But now, it's this penny-pinching master who took the initiative to ask him not to pay back the money!

I'm afraid there is fraud in it.

It was raining outside the house, and inside the house, one person and one cat had deep and unpredictable expressions.

Perhaps because he was bored by being watched, Mao Shisan simply shifted his position, jumped up from the small bench, and his fat body fell on the sofa until the springs in the sofa creaked. Able to get the ground, but still like a big local tyrant.

Yin Wuhuo covered his nose silently, he was suffocated by the smell of copper coming from the cat.

"Crack."

When the fire was lit, Mao Shisan slowly took out the cigarette stick and lit the fire on his own. Only when the air was filled with a faint smell of tobacco did he fall in love with Maoyan and took a big puff comfortably. It was released from the nostrils and mouth, and it just sprayed on Yin Wuhuo's face impartially, causing Yin Wuhuo to cough violently.

"I have something to ask you."

Yin Wuhuo saw that the other party was obviously not joking, and at this moment he put away his sloppy temper, looked serious but didn't bother, but went to the refrigerator in the corner to take out a bottle of high-calcium milk, and tore open the package Tie up the straw, enter the mouth, and it will be done in one go.

He instinctively felt that there must be something wrong with it, so he stopped talking, but was as quiet as a chicken, obediently drinking milk.

Thinking about it, it's not easy to make Mao Street's iron cock, Mao Shisan, give up the debt of 830 yuan, [-] cents, and beg him to do it. Maybe, it's okay to owe money, but if you put your own life in it, it's really not worth the candle.

"If you do, all the old accounts will be written off."

Thinking of the arrears, Yin Wuhuo was shaken in the end. He bit the straw and the soles of his feet without slippers were in close contact with the wooden floor, walked towards the sofa chair, and sat down on it, "It depends on the job, it's too much trouble for me Don't do it."

"I won't be troublesome, I just want you to help me find something." Mao Shisan said here, exhaled a puff of smoke, turned the cigarette stick upside down and knocked on the table, and the dark brown ash fell on the table. On, a small lump, looks a bit harsh.

It took only a short while for those tobacco leaves to burn out. Mao Shisan said while refilling the tobacco leaves, "Have you heard of sharks?"

"Merman?" Yin Wuhuo frowned, "You don't really think that eating one or two pieces of fish meat can make people live forever? I know cats like to eat fish, but half of that thing is human Ah." Yin Wuhuo stared at Mao Shisan, and the cats surrounded him at some point had a deep cold light in their eyes.

"What you know is too superficial, brat. A mermaid's tears can turn into pearls, boiling oil can light a lamp of eternal life, and blood can prolong a person's lifespan. It's just a price..." Mao Shisan said here Without continuing to speak, the tobacco rod was knocked on the table again, and continued to slowly load the tobacco leaves and light the fire.

For some reason, the tobacco leaves in its pipe always burn extremely fast, and it needs to be replaced every once in a while. The whole room is filled with the smell of stinky smoke. Qianluo has already hid downstairs, leaving only Yin Wuhuo Still frowning and enduring.

"How do you know these are real and not rumors." Yin Wuhuo sucked up the milk, holding the milk box and making various noises, staring straight at Mao Shisan's side face , as if to give this cat a thorough look through the cat fur on its face.

"It's true. Rumors don't come from nothing."

With a "da", the empty milk carton was covered on top of the pile of soot on the table.

"I'm not interested in the mermen themselves. I just want one thing, and you can get it for me." After taking his last puff of cigarette, Mao Shisan was finally willing to put down his pipe, "You know, cats are afraid of water."

Yin Wuhuo: "..."

Even if you say that, I am also a landlubber myself, and we are half a catty to eight taels, and no one is going to get there.

Without waiting for Yin Wuhuo to refute, Mao Shisan took out two small blood-red beads and a small scroll from behind, and the three things fell into Yin Wuhuo's arms with a wave of the cat's paw.

"Take it, this heavy rain will last for three days, today is the first day, tomorrow I will come to take you into the water."

After throwing this sentence, Mao 13 kicked his legs, the soft pads fell on the ground without making any sound, stretched his short legs, and walked away without looking back.

Qianluo stood at the door of the rolling shutter and watched it off. The overlapping rain curtains covered Mao Shisan's fat back, and he disappeared after a while.

It stands to reason that cats hate water the most, but Cat Thirteen paced leisurely under the pouring rain. The tobacco leaves in the tobacco rod had already been soaked by the rain, but it didn't care about it, but stopped suddenly.

"Once upon a time, there was a man who raised a cat and a dog."

"One day, that man was killed."

"The loyal dog will not eat, drink or sleep, and will stand by his grave until he dies."

"Cats are different."

"It deliberately avenged its master, just to repay the master's kindness in nurturing."

"And then...it's gone."

The story came to an abrupt end here, and Mao Shisan continued to walk, with a strange smile on his rain-drenched face, vaguely, there was a transparent thing in the cat's paw behind him.

......

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt tore the sky in two, and successfully woke up the young man sleeping on the sofa.

Huai Tian slowly opened his eyes, and his goal was the glass that he had placed on the coffee table before going to sleep, and there were still a few pieces of Longjing tea leaves at the bottom of the glass.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. He walked towards the window, looked up, and found that most of the dirt on the glass had been washed away by the rain. As long as he tidied up the window after the rain stopped, the window would be completely clean .

but......

Huai Tian looked at the stagnant water on the street and frowned.

If the rain continued like this, one-third of his acre of land would be flooded.

The young man who was standing in front of the window watching the rain scene did not notice at all that outside the house, on the street full of stagnant water, a transparent object quietly stood up from the water.

It is completely transparent, as if it was condensed directly from water, the only thing that is eye-catching is the transparent water core in the chest cavity.

At this time, it was creeping in through the crack of the door of Huaitian small clinic, following the traces of stagnant water.

At the same time, Huai Tian turned around, took the glass and walked out of the lounge towards the water dispenser. As soon as he stepped out of the room, his bare feet stepped on a puddle of water.

"Huh?" Why is there water in the house?It's raining?

The toes lightly rubbed against the water on the ground, and the young man took a step forward. Before the soles of his feet touched the ground, a cold mass hit his nose and mouth.

"boom!"

The glass in his hand fell to the ground, and the glass fragments mixed with the Longjing tea leaves in the cup bloomed beautiful flowers on the ground. The sudden sense of suffocation and the fear of facing the unknown caused Huai Tian to struggle violently, and his bare feet were scratched by the glass fragments , hot blood flowed out, the transparent creature behind him clung to him tightly, a trace of cool liquid slipped into his stomach, and the scene in front of him blurred instantly.

The young man struggled slightly, but did not move.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!" The clock struck eight.

The house was silent, except for the broken glass residue and a few drops of bright red blood that remained on the ground, everything in the house was as usual.

The author has something to say: It just happened to be raining heavily these two days, and the sense of substitution is super strong~