Chapter 331: Match

After all, everyone can see how good Blind Grandpa is to me, and I am just a child.

So starting from me is the easiest way to solve the problem.

Those people cared about me at the beginning, and the children in the village flattered me.

There were other reasons, most of which were for Blind Grandpa's face.

It is unlikely that I am charming.

I am a person with a bad mouth, and I can't say anything even if I try three times.

Compared with Blind Grandpa, I am much worse at doing things.

The reason why Blind Grandpa is so prestigious in the village is that he is really capable.

On the other hand, he is very fair and just in doing things, and his prestige in the village is comparable to that of the village chief.

And according to the older generation, when Blind Grandpa first came to the village, he helped them through the difficulties.

It is said that there was no water in the village, and Blind Grandpa casually pointed to a place.

Then water was pumped from there.

Since then, although some people in the village don't like Blind Grandpa, they never rush to embarrass him again.

These things left by the old man must not be sold.

Before this, I didn't know I was so rich, but these things, let alone a house within the second ring road of Beijing.

Even two courtyard houses are not enough.

I know very well that people who can live within the second ring road of Beijing and have two houses are either rich or noble.

I sold these things to buy two houses.

I don't think I can keep these two houses.

A commoner like me can't learn well if I suddenly become rich.

It's better to live a poor life and accumulate money little by little in the future.

This will take a process. Even if I have money one day in the future, I won't go to some crooked ways.

Duanmei nodded and didn't tell me the value of this thing.

I just saw him pull out the small axe and put it on the bed.

Then in front of me, he knocked a hole under the incense burner and pulled out the bell easily.

The bell made two crisp sounds, obviously because Duanmei accidentally shook it.

After these two crisp sounds, I suddenly heard a cat meowing.

And it seemed to be in the room where we were sleeping, which made me feel a little unbelievable.

How could there be a cat in the room? Could it be that Duanmei raised one?

I was very sure that I had not heard it wrong just now, and looked at Duanmei with a suspicious face.

I found that he was also looking at me with a puzzled face. Obviously, we both heard the sound.

"You took a little wild cat home while I was out driving?"

I asked Duanmei jokingly. In fact, I think two grown men are not very suitable for raising cats.

The main reason is that we are not careful. This kind of small animal may not be able to be raised in our hands.

Even if it can be raised, why not put it in the hands of better people?

Sometimes we can't even raise it ourselves, and we still say we raise a cat.

It's not that we don't have love, but it's mainly because we really can't take care of it.

It's better to let it be free outside than to bring it into the house.

"Do you think I look like someone who can keep a cat? Besides, there's something in that room. These cats and dogs are all psychic."

I didn't expect Duan Mei to consider these things.

What he said made sense, although the door of that room was always locked and there were a few words on it.

But if there are small animals at home, anything can happen.

What if the small animal rushed into the room where his daughter lived before and hit something.

It's not a good thing for the last bus on Route 14.

Although I don't know if this incident has any specific connection with the last bus on Route 14?

But I have also asked Duan Mei some things in the past few days.

For example, in those major homicides he mentioned, a total of fourteen people died.

And when his wife went on a mission and died, fourteen people also died.

It seems to be a coincidence. In my eyes, the number fourteen has nothing to do with coincidence.

If it is really just a coincidence, why not thirteen or fifteen people?

"I guess you can't keep a cat in the house, so what was that meowing just now?"

Duanmei nodded at me. The cat's meowing just now should have come from under the bed or inside the bedside table.

The bed under Duanmei is empty. I have never been curious about what is under the bed.

The main reason is that I read a ghost story when I was a child, which talked about a ghost under the bed.

Anyway, that story left a deep impression on me.

Until now, when I think of under the bed, I feel a chill on my back.

Even when I am cleaning, if there is no one else at home, I will subconsciously avoid this place under the bed.

On weekdays, shoes are also placed at the door, and basically they are not deliberately stuffed under the bed.

I have also considered filling the bed with things before.

But I am a single man, how can I have so many things to fill the entire bed.

Duanmei walked to the left side of the bed, and I stood on the right side of the bed.

We both squatted down in unison, and then suddenly lifted up the bed sheet.

There was nothing under the bed, but I smelled an unnatural smell.

I took out my phone and shone the flashlight under the bed.

I found that there was a cat under the bed, and it was skinned.

But the strange thing was that there was no blood on the ground.

The cat was bloody, why did I say it was skinned?

Because I saw pink flesh, but more of it was covered with thick blood plasma.

The four paws were tied up and tied to the bed legs.

Who is so cruel? They actually made the cat like this.

Tied under the beds in our two rooms, is this a weird ritual?

If you want to harm me, just do it directly, what's the point of making the cat like this?

Don't they feel guilty for making it like this?

Although I don't like cats, I won't kill them.

This is more than just killing, it's skinning it alive.

I just heard two cat calls, is the cat still alive?

I picked up the bell on the bed and shook it twice.

I found that the tied cat moved its belly and made two weak calls from its mouth.

I don't know what color the cat was originally, nor do I know why it was brought here.

But its miserable appearance now makes me feel at a loss.

I think I must have been implicated by it.

Or it was implicated by me, if Jinsuocheng hadn't wanted to harm me.

It wouldn't be so miserable, I looked at Duanmei.

Duanmei looked at me, and neither of us knew what to do.