Hundred Treasures of the Monster Tan: Meat Feed

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Mr. Tiger felt a light ringing in his ears. Animals' sensory organs are too sensitive, so he opened his eyes immediately.

It was already dawn, and the sun came in through the gaps in the curtains. Zong Jue seemed to have woken up too, panting softly and moving his body.

Mr. Tiger came back to his senses for a second—oh, he can't be here, otherwise Zong Jue would open his eyes and see what he said, and there would be no explanation.

"Um……"

Zong Jue seemed to be about to turn around, but Mr. Tiger was quick to wit, and stretched out his hand to press his forehead, muttering something.

"Forget what happened last night, ah no, forget what happened on the mountain, don't remember me, don't remember me, don't remember me, blah blah blah!"

The last sentence is to strengthen the momentum. As for whether it is useful or not, Tiger himself does not know.

After chanting the spell, he quickly got out of bed and ran out of the bedroom.

When he came to the corridor, he felt a little cold on his body. He looked down and said, what the hell, he slipped so fast that he forgot to put on his clothes!

He turned around and was about to go back to get it, when footsteps came from the bedroom, Zong Jue had already got out of bed, and said to himself, "It's already ten o'clock, why did I sleep for so long?"

The sound of footsteps was approaching the door of the bedroom, so Mr. Tiger had no choice but to continue chanting the mantra, intending to make a big move and move himself to the rented house.

But he never dreamed that at this moment, he suddenly began to feel dizzy, his feet were unsteady, and he fell to the ground covering his head.

The dizziness disappeared quickly, but the foreground was rapidly getting bigger, bigger, and bigger...

At the critical moment, Mr. Tiger's spell failed tragically.

Not only did he fail to move smoothly, but also... Damn, I became a cat again!

Realizing that he had turned back into a kitten, Mr. Tiger wanted to cry but had no tears. In this state, he couldn't think of a big shift in the world, so he had to rush forward instead.

In front is the study room. Mr. Tiger rushed in and looked around.

Several computers were still on, no clothes, no corners to hide in, and no windows were even opened.

Ah no, as a divine beast, why should he hide?

It is a great honor for the host to come to someone's house as a guest!

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Zong Jue came over.

Mr. Tiger jumped on the table and saw the markers and blank paper on the table. He had a quick wit and thought of a good way to kill two birds with one stone.

Zong Jue walked into the study, and the first thing he saw was the tiger-striped kitten squatting in front of the computer.

He thought he was delusional, rubbed his eyes, and went to open the window again.

The kitten kept a beautiful squatting posture, except for turning its head back and forth with his movements, it hardly moved.

"Little...wild cat?"

It's no wonder that Zong Jue recognized it at a glance, it's really because the presence of the character Wang on Mr. Tiger's forehead is too strong.

He walked over and found that the kitten had a piece of A4 paper in its mouth, with a few big words written on it with a marker——

Boss, please help me!Ask for meat!

puff!

The content of the message was too funny, and the action of the kitten was too funny, so even though it appeared weirdly, Zong Jue still laughed out loud.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, but when he thought of being caught by it, he retracted his hand in time.

"Yesterday was bad enough for you, you little wildcat," he joked.

Zong Jue just got up, wearing loose pajamas, and he could see a blush under his neck.

Mr. Tiger swallowed, opened his mouth accidentally, and the paper fell to the ground.

"How did you get in? Who wrote this paper?"

Mr. Tiger did not speak, jumped to the ground, picked up the paper again and raised his head towards Zong Sui.

Zong Jue took the paper, smiled at it and said, "Anyway, it's a good thing you didn't get eaten by the monster."

what!Huh!

Could it be that he used too many spiritual spells last night, so he failed to hypnotize Zong Sui just now?

Why did he remember about the monster?Did he remember the monster in the same way that he remembered what he looked like?

Mr. Tiger was frustrated when he found that his spiritual skills were not as good as he had imagined.

Whenever he was sad, he forgot important things, such as how to deal with Zong Sui.

Fortunately, the computer helped him out, and the electronic speaker sounded, drawing Zong Jue's attention.

He looked at the computer screen, his expression became serious, he stopped talking to Mr. Tiger, and sat down to scroll the mouse.

While sitting down, an uncomfortable feeling came from the backyard.

Although Mr. Tiger helped him repair it with spiritual techniques, it only healed the superficial layer. It was impossible to say that he didn't feel it at all after being tortured for so long.

Zong Jue frowned, thinking of the spring dream last night, his cheeks blushed involuntarily.

All of this was ignored by the careless Mr. Tiger. Now he is more curious about what Zong Jue is looking at, but unfortunately, Zong Jue's dialogue windows are all in English, which he can't understand.

Zong Jue muttered in a low voice: "It's strange, I didn't place an order last night, and I sold so much at once..."

Ah!

Hearing this, Mr. Tiger has an impression. Last night, he clicked a lot randomly. Could it be because of random clicks that something went wrong?

"Probably because I got burned and confused, I messed up, forget it, I made a lot of money anyway."

Mr. Tiger understood the word earning, and his worry turned into self-satisfaction.

Just to put it bluntly, he is a mythical beast, and the mythical beasts in the novels are all cheats, and you can make a lot of money by just moving your little finger——

That... mortal, you don't need to thank me, just treat it as your reward for making me feel good.

Mr. Tiger was alone...well, a cat complacent for a moment, and remembered something important—

Before Zong Suo didn't pay attention, let's sneak away and get some money first. Only when you have money can you implement the meat-eating plan.

Zong Jue looked at the stock market for a while, sold the stocks he didn't need, and bought a few more stocks. When he was done, he turned around and saw that the kitten had disappeared.

He went outside to search around, but the door and windows of the room were closed, and he didn't know where the kitten ran away from.

He was very puzzled, and with a wry smile, he wondered if the cat was also his hallucination?

After Sun Xiaoyue left yesterday, Zong Jue went to a nearby clinic. It happened that the clinic was closed, and he was not feeling well, so he was too lazy to drive too far.

After returning home, he thought he would be fine after a good night's sleep, but he overestimated his physique. It didn't take long for him to have a high fever, which made him feel dizzy and had a lot of weird dreams.

Sweating all over after the high fever, Zong Jue went to take a bath first.

The water from the shower head rushed down, and he washed his body, and found that many places on the shoulders and sides of the waist and abdomen were red, especially the lower body.

When I touched it, I always felt swollen and uncomfortable, but it was not too severe. I couldn't help but think how long he hadn't done it, whether it was too hot, and he couldn't help it, so he used the electric thing.

It must be because I talked too much about Chen Fengyang in the past two days, so I couldn't help substituting him in masturbation, but...

After Zong Jue took a shower and picked up a towel to wipe his face, some chaotic images flashed in front of his eyes——

He had sex with the man crazily. He begged for mercy loudly and made all kinds of lascivious actions to cooperate with him. The man seemed to be Chen Fengyang, but he didn't seem to be.

Chen Fengyang is a strong type of person, but last night he gave himself a feeling beyond strength, but a frightening sense of oppression.

If I had to say it, the person last night was more like the monster I met by the spring.

Not only did he have sex dreams, but he also confused Chen Fengyang with the monster man, which was really unbelievable.

Maybe they don't exist, and it's all because he got scratched by a cat, a hallucination caused by a virus.

Although I felt much better after sleeping, but I felt scared when I thought about it, and I thought I should go to the doctor sooner.

Zong Jue didn't have much appetite, so he drank a cup of cereal and went back to the bedroom.

Just as he was about to tidy up the quilt and take down the soiled sheets, his gaze passed over the clothes on the ground, and he couldn't help but fix there.

He remembered the clothes very clearly. He had worn them the first day he entered the mountain. Later, when he encountered a tiger, he was in a hurry to escape and threw the clothes by the spring.

After that, he went back to look for it, and it was at that time that he met the naked monster man...

So how could his clothes be here?He obviously lost it!

Zong Jue's hands trembled, he hurriedly picked up his clothes, and then his phone.

On the day they entered the mountain, they took a lot of photos, all of which were this suit—his brain may have hallucinations, but the photos can never be fake.

In other words, the things he saw were all real - the mysterious cat, the naked man, and the erotic dream last night...

Zong Jue didn't dare to think about it anymore, put down his clothes, and ran to the basement.

In the basement, there are things that the adoptive father used during his lifetime. If he is really entangled by monsters, those things may come in handy.