sherlock cat

"It seems that your story is not as attractive as a cat."

A voice as cold as water suddenly sounded in the living room.

The tips of Jenny's two ears moved slightly, causing Watson and the client to look sideways, and even Sherlock glanced uncontrollably.

Only this time Jenny didn't see it.

The client, who was coldly reminded by Sherlock, finally began to talk seriously about his reason for coming.Jenny lay on the carpet and listened to every sentence.

She also knew at this time that the man with two "protruding ears" was called Henry Knight, and he was not the illusion of a big-eared macaque in their forest, but a real human being who came to Sherlock for help. people".

Jenny was sure that this was the first time she had heard the word "client", but her brain miraculously immediately deciphered what "client" meant.Then she extended a word very wittily. Jenny stretched out her paw and scratched her straight cat ears, and recognized the words "Consulting Detective" in the whiteness.

Jenny interpreted this very consciously as her "innate talent".

Just, consult a detective?

Jenny raised her eyelids and glanced at Sherlock, why didn't she become a promising career as a pirate?

The autumn sun shining on her body through the glass window was very comfortable. Jenny lay on her stomach leisurely, basking in the sun and listening to the "story" while feeling a little sleepy.

Generally speaking, species like their demons can live alive without eating or sleeping for ten days or eight days, but she has lost hundreds of years of cultivation inexplicably, and she is often "squeamish" tired and sleepy after a few days.

Speaking of which, she only has a few hundred years of cultivation in total, so it's no wonder that Xiao Hei is angry. After several hundred years of hard work, it is so easy for her, a talentless student, to see some educational achievements, but once she returns to Before liberation.

I don't know if he is willing to give her some cultivation after he is angry, so that she can transform into a human form and complete her "repayment" plan as soon as possible.

Jenny rolled her eyelids and glanced at Sherlock again.He has already changed his posture. Although he is still sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, his slender hands are touching with their fingertips, forming a small tower shape, and the pointed "spire" touches his cool lips lightly. Looking up, he looked directly at the client in front of him with slightly sharp eyes.

Jenny looked down at her two furry front paws, stretched them out quietly, and compared them like Sherlock.

Well, the claws are too short to compare with Xiaota, but with two meat buns.

Sherlock glanced at her calmly.

Dr. Watson glanced slightly sideways at her.

Henry Knight, who was telling the "story", glanced at her secretly.

What is more lethal than being cute is probably being cute without knowing it.

After failing to imitate, Jenny rubbed her face with the cat's paw, then continued to lie down on the carpet, taking a nap and listening to the story.

The client named Henry Knight, the story has already been told to the wonderful point.

Henry is a shy and reserved young man. Although Jenny only noticed his "protruding ears", it is fair to say that Henry Knight is a tall and handsome man. Perhaps because of his childhood experience, he frowned With some melancholy air.

According to his story, when he was a child, he lived in a place called Dartmoor. There was a wasteland in this place, and this wasteland had a very unique name, Devil's Valley.The young Henry often took walks with his father on this wilderness.

Just hearing the name is a very ominous place, and Jenny really doesn't understand why the father and son chose such a place to take a walk.

So then something happened.

When the father and son took another routine walk, they unfortunately encountered a huge hound with red eyes. Henry watched his father being bitten to death by the hound.

Jenny was half-asleep and half-awake, thinking in a daze, could it be a dog demon who does not cultivate properly, takes evil ways, and specializes in devouring human essence to improve his cultivation?

Didn't Xiao Hei say that in this world, people's hearts are not old, the world is getting worse, everyone litters, and the environment is getting worse and worse. It is becoming more and more difficult to find a fairyland that is suitable for cultivation and contains the essence of the world, the sun, the moon and the aura, so they Most of the compatriots of the human race can only be those ignorant animal plants?

Why did she meet a demon as soon as she came out?Or a monster that only eats people.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

Of course, Jenny will soon know that the cannibals are never demons, but human beings cannibalizing their own kind.

The story came to an end here, and Jenny almost fell asleep because of this bizarre story.

Just as he was about to have an in-depth exchange with Duke Zhou, a very deep, smooth and fast voice suddenly came from his ears.

Jenny's pointed ears moved, and she raised the cat's head from its paws in a daze. After seeing Sherlock's thin lips moving quickly, she was finally sure that it was really him who was speaking.

In fact, Jenny didn't understand what Sherlock said at all, he spoke too fast.

Jenny searched her brains, thought hard, and reconfirmed that she had never seen anyone who spoke faster than him in the past 500 years.Of course, in the past 500 years, she has never seen anyone except Sherlock...

However, the expression on his face was still very cold and calm, as if this was a very common thing, if other people were surprised, it must be because they didn't have much experience.

Because this was the first time Jenny had walked out of the forest in more than 500 years, and she really had no knowledge except that she lived longer than human beings, so she turned her head to look at Henry and Watson with deep unease.

Seeing that the "big-eared macaque" looked as surprised as myself, I finally felt a little relieved.

After she settled down, Jenny squinted her cat eyes that had just woken up and looked at Sherlock again.

Seeing him say this for a while without changing his face and panting, Jenny couldn't help admiring him. A pair of cat eyes unconsciously stared at his rapidly opening and closing lips.

It's so beautiful... Uh, it sounds good.

Just like the gurgling springs in their woods, the spring water hits the stones, making a sound of lingling, with a hint of coolness, which is pleasant to the ear.

Sherlock's last syllable fell, his lips pursed slightly, and he turned his head slightly, seeing the cat nestled on the carpet looking up at him intently.The tip of her pale pink tongue stretched out and gently licked those two cat lips.Mr. Holmes suddenly felt that he was a delicious big fish.

Jenny didn't know what was going on in Sherlock's mind, but seeing that he finally noticed her again, she was very happy in her heart, and wanted to say something to express her heartfelt feelings.For example, your lips are beautiful, your voice is beautiful and so on.

But now that he is a cat, he can only swallow the words that slip to his lips, and instead "meow..." at him eagerly.

Sherlock turned his head away.

Although they only met for an hour, Jenny noticed very observantly that every time she called out to him, he would turn his head.

This is not a good sign.

It's a pity that she didn't think carefully enough when she set up the big plan of "promising with her body" to repay her kindness. She only wanted to have a beautiful skin, but she didn't pay attention to the hardware facility of "voice".

Could it be that her cry was so ugly that he turned his head with "disgust" every time he heard it?

This was an unpleasant guess for the cat, and Jenny made up her mind that she would never squeak again until she was sure that her voice was unpleasant.

Then I searched carefully in my mind to see if there was any spell to change the voice.

The human saying "When the book is used, you will hate it" is really true. If I knew today, I really shouldn't have dozed off in front of those magic books thrown by Xiao Hei every day in the past.

It really made her regret as a cat!

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit short, and some content in the second half needs to be changed.

Today I wanted to study the new lottery function in Jinjiang, but in the end I decided not to embarrass myself, let's just give out red envelopes...

Sure enough, this kind of simple and rude is more suitable for me.

At the beginning of this chapter, 10 cuties will be picked up in the comments of each chapter to give away red envelopes. With the current desertedness, it is estimated that they cannot give out the rhythm...

When will Ni Meng let me give away 20 domineeringly, and see other great gods start with 100 (I actually feel a little envious of giving money...