I didn’t see anyone, but I had an intuition that someone was looking down on a cat on the ground.

It can’t really be called a cat.The body that has not yet grown looks like a monster, especially now that it is still breathing, and can see the body with the breath, together.

After waiting for a moment, I saw the kitchen door moving, as if someone had walked into the kitchen and touched the door.

I know that Wang Teng must be a living person now, and I have seen a lot of evil and terrible ghosts, but in this empty room with a little glimmer of blood, I see this strange scene, my heart is still confused.

Not fear, but a more subtle emotion.

I can’t figure out what Eli would tell me.Tell me about the commission they handled, and the monster involved in the cat abuse case hit the Wang Teng family?

Tell me that strange wild cat spirit is here?

Is it under the control of the Black King?The ghost king can not only confuse the human mind, but also control the cat.

I looked around and still saw the black cat.

I am now a state of the soul, and it is here to attack me completely.

Is it really not the right time, or is it the right time?

I kept a heart out of a possible attack.If this defense continues, I will certainly relax first.

There was a sound in the kitchen.Plastic bags rubbed and fell to the ground.

I was startled by this movement, and my body tightened.

I can't see what the king is looking for.

The movement stops.

I seemed to see a figure turn its head cautiously and watch the movement in the kitchen door.

This is my imagination.

I can't see the king, and I can't touch the king.

I thought about it and got into thinking.

The cat is just an illusion, and may be able to control people's emotions and amplify negative emotions, but it should not directly affect reality.

The king is still there, in that position.

I can’t see or touch it because my senses have a problem.

I went to the kitchen.

If I had not hesitated and believed that my ability would be useful, would the situation be different?

At least in those TV movies, there are only a few ways to break the illusion.Should...can you try it?

I put my doubts in my heart.

The plastic bag is like being blown by the wind and gently shaking.But not all the plastic bags moved together, only one moved.It’s more like someone’s hand touching there.

I reached out to me in that direction, imagining Wang Teng’s position and movements in his mind.

It's here.

The kitchen was the size of that, and he could only be here, and might bend over and find something in the heap of debris.

I released my ability.

Ability to empty.

That feeling is so obvious that the ability doesn’t touch anything at all.

Not here.

Maybe it just sucked.

In the next few...

The second time empty!

Shasha...shade...

The plastic bag also made a slight noise.

I can imagine how careful Wang Teng was, restrained his movements, and did not make a noise.

What is he looking for?

I looked at the clutter.

Plastic bags, cartons, empty beer cans, tattered baskets...

The sack.

I saw that the sack with the words "quality rice" was slowly pulled out.

The movement was too slow, too slow to be careful, and it was almost impossible to see the sack moving.

Does he want to pack a wild cat?

I immediately understood his intentions.

The cat cannot be killed.Cruelty to it and killing it can cause your soul to be trapped in the cat’s body and cannot be liberated.

Wang Teng seemed to easily understand this.

He pulled out the sack.

This made me confirm the position of Wang Teng.

He must be here!

I held out both hands and my ability to release them from both palms.

Or release!

Impossible!

It can't be empty again!

Wang Teng is at least one meter six or five tall, perhaps higher, and his body is not thin.

I’ve confirmed it from the impression I’ve only seen a few times.

No matter what kind of posture he poses, he can't show the empty block in the two positions where I can reach out my hand.

The sack was lifted and floated in the air.

This strange scene didn’t frighten me.The sack passed through me, and Wang Teng should have gone too.

I immediately backed away, stood in the kitchen door, and began to release strength in advance.

As long as you touch me, Wang Teng should be affected by his ability.

This time I felt the ability to fluctuate, and I encountered it!

I was surprised and found the bag missing.

Oh, and oh!

The rice cooker on the next stove was touched, and the water cup was knocked over.

It was like waking up the cat.

I heard the cat behind me, but it was a little puzzled.

The sack is gone, what about the king?

The kitchen door was suddenly closed and went straight through my body.

The cat rushed over, his paws scratching the metal door and meowing.

I saw no movement in the kitchen.

After the glass fell, it swung a few times and stood still completely.The plastic bags didn’t move.

The cat’s movements gradually stopped and stood at the door.

The atmosphere is not serious, but full of doubt.

I was in doubt, I found that the cat's expression twisted, slowly stabilized, but also appeared to show a doubtful expression.

It has more memories!

Without me, the sack would not have disappeared!

This story has changed a little bit from me!

The cat stepped back a few steps, and the posture of walking was still very strange.It did not go far, lying in the kitchen door, looking around.

It was quiet in the kitchen, not at all.

I feel the problem is difficult.

Maybe that’s what I want to see.

Wang Teng was not affected by my ability, but my ability can still be used.History has been moved, with a small deflection.

What next?

Was it not enough attention?

I did have some hesitation.After that confidence, I felt an empty result and wavered me.

Ability is no problem.

It really shouldn’t be empty.

My heart beats up a lot.

The cat got back on her feet, near the kitchen door, and the paws scratched a few times.

It made a terrible cry, no longer confused, but very angry.

The anger...

If I hadn’t gotten involved, Wang Teng would have been able to grab it, put it in a sack, and send it somewhere else.

Far away, never to come back...

In addition, now in the cat's body is Wang Teng's loved ones...

I stopped my thoughts.

Wang Teng's four relatives are afraid that they can't think of such a distant thing.The two memories it can see are only now that they are awakened, a little different from the original being put into the sack.Just a little bit of a difference, it should also guess the idea of Wang Teng.

It did not think of my existence, I am afraid that I only thought that I could predict the future.This is the origin of anger.

Someone knows I exist.

I had a picture in my head.

In that brain-dead home, the soul of Nantian and I came face to face and saw each other.

The joy of the brain powder at that time and the stiff fear of the moment, the moment of the southern sky pause...

He saw me.

He has different memories.

He is acting on me.

Suddenly, I felt the soul being tightly held by a pneumoconiosis and dragged back into my body.