Lost Seal

Seeing him staring out the window, the black cat let out an impatient cry without moving for a long time.

Ansbilis turned and picked it up neatly, got out of the window, and rushed into the rain.

The black cat who was caught off guard by being doused in the cold: "..." Has the promised madness improved?

Fearing that the other party would find out, Ansbilis followed neither far nor close, keeping a distance that would neither be thrown off by the other party nor found out by the other party.The dripping rain was his cover, and the other party walked all the way without noticing anything.

A cluster of lights appeared in front of him, and the opponent's figure flashed past in the bright light of the fire, and quickly disappeared.

The black cat stared at its yellow-green eyes, straightened its neck nervously, and obviously saw who that person was.

Ansbilis comforted it, put his lips next to its ear, and lowered his voice, "It's okay."

The black cat didn't dare to speak out, but it roared in its heart: How could it be all right!The direction he was going was the residence of the Great Witch!

What it thought of, Ansbilis naturally thought of it too.

Holding the black cat in his arms, he slowly approached the dilapidated old house.If it wasn't for the black cat's swearing that the big witch lived in this ghost place, he almost thought it was an abandoned and empty house.

The lights in the empty room jumped up and down, outlining two long figures from behind.Probably did not expect that someone would appear in Wuling Mountain at this time, and the people in the room were not too defensive.

Ansbilis pricked up his ears and listened quietly.

……

Can't understand.

speak Chinese.

Chirp, cluck, cluck...

Ansbilis and the black cat stood by the wall, looking up to listen to the heavenly scriptures.

Even though Ansbilis propped up the barrier in time to stop the rain from dripping on the black cat's head, it couldn't stop it from turning into a drowned cat.

It shook its head uncomfortably.

The water droplets bounced off Ansbilis's clothes, making an inaudible puffing sound, which melted into the sound of falling rain.

But the female voice in the room suddenly said in Chinese: "Who?"

The door swung open, and Gordon appeared at the base of the wall in an instant.

As soon as the female voice sounded, Ansbilis hid the black cat behind the book, put on a dark gray cloak, and galloped to distract Gordon.

The very western-style cloak really made Gordon chase after him without even thinking about it.

Not long after they left, the female voice said again: "Who else is there?"

The black cat couldn't understand what she was saying, but felt a strong aura pointing at him from afar, and if he made any rash moves, he would shoot through it.

It hesitated, and slowly came out from behind the tree.

The door of the wooden house was opened a little, and a slim woman walked over slowly holding an umbrella.The rain splashed on her skirt and was gently bounced away.She walked to the tree and looked down at the cat. After a while, the corners of her mouth slightly turned up: "It's a cat."

The black cat recognized her as the great witch he had met last time. Thinking of the wooden pillar in her hand, the black cat had an idea and wagged its tail flatteringly.

The big witch knelt down and stretched out his hand to it.

The black cat looked at her timidly, vividly interpreting a little wild cat who is both afraid and expecting.

She whispered: "Good."

The black cat finally stepped forward and walked up to her.She smiled slightly, her face suddenly turned cold, snorted coldly, picked up the back of its neck and carried it back to the wooden house.

The wobbly black cat: "..."

After entering the door, the big witch threw it on the table, closed the door, and said to himself: "It's better to leave early."

The black cat took the opportunity to look at the wooden house.One mile and one away, there are two rooms, decorated very plainly, exactly the same as the one I saw last time, but I didn't see the wooden pillar.I don't know if I didn't take it out because I was guarding Gordon, or if I didn't take it out because I was not guarding Gordon.

The last time it came into contact with her as Ossia, it didn't know that she had private contact with Gordon. Because of Elder McAvey's introduction, it trusted her a lot, but this time, it had to be wary.Reminiscent of what Ansbilis said, Elder McAvey's strange behavior made this matter like an intertwined chain, as if it was becoming more and more confusing, and it seemed to be getting more and more clear.

After the big witch put it in the room, he didn't bother with it anymore, and took out some weird cans, and then took out a big bowl, and grabbed a handful of them from the cans. A large bowl of medicinal materials was put into a casserole and placed under the eaves to drench in the rain.

Listening to the rain dripping into the black cat in the casserole: "..." I have only seen those who take medicinal materials out to dry, but never those who take medicinal materials out to drench. Chinese wizards are so strange.

After finishing all this, the big witch finally had time to deal with it, put it on the table, looked down at it: "What's your name?"

Don't say you don't understand it, even if you understand it, it can't answer it.

The black cat can only meow.

The big witch threatened: "If you don't open your mouth, I will chop off your limbs and throw you out to feed the mice!" In her mind, if a cat falls into the situation of feeding mice, it will naturally be worse than a corpse.Died without dignity.

However, the black cat still couldn't understand, and was still concentrating on showing off its cuteness.

The big witch threatened in different ways, but it still didn't work, and he was a little puzzled: "Could it be an ordinary cat."

She thought for a while, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she said with a smile: "I have a way to test whether you are a cat or a demon." She turned up the couch, picked and picked from the inside, and took out a few things.

The black cat's eyes straightened.

Wooden pillars!

The big witch didn't know that he accidentally took out its task item, put the item on the table, first raised a bronze mirror, and muttered in his mouth: "Om Mani Padme... Hum!"

The black cat in the bronze mirror looked up at it strangely.

The big witch bit the mirror angrily: "Is the cat demon fake, or is the demon mirror fake?"

She put down the mirror, took out another rope, grabbed the black cat, and quickly tied a bow on it.

The black cat was half-lifting its body, one of its hind legs was raised high, and when it realized that the other party's eyes were strangely falling between its legs, its head thumped, and it quickly turned over and lay down on the table, and I secretly pray that Ansbilis will never show up at this time again!

The big witch didn't know its mood, and it was useless to tie the demon rope, so he finally gave up, took the big wooden post and put it on the ground, and put the black cat on the wooden post: "If you can sleep on it all night without falling off , I just believe you are an ordinary black cat." Of course, this is groundless and completely willful torture.

The black cat didn't know what she was talking about, only that the wooden pillar was hugged by it!

So happy!

Gordon did not appear until the next day, and neither did Ansbilis.The big witch sat cross-legged on the couch all night, as if she was resting with her eyes closed, but the black cat clearly heard a very clear purr from her throat in the early morning.

Thinking about how he once put his hopes on such an unreliable big witch, it made the whole cat feel bad.

Today's weather is good, the sun is shining through the window after six o'clock.

The big witch stretched her waist, and turned her head to see that the black cat was still standing on the wooden pillar with the mouth of a bowl, stretching awkwardly.

It really didn't fall off all night.

Dawu felt that he had to re-evaluate whether it was a cat or a demon.

She opened the door and brought in the casserole placed at the door.It was filled with more than half of the water.

She took out the stove and lit a fire, put the casserole on the stove, ignored it, took out a wicker and stood at the door and began to brush her teeth.

The black cat felt sour and lonely when he thought of how he would brush his teeth with a custom-made small toothbrush when Ansbilis was around.

After Dawu brushed his teeth, he took something like a towel and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, then left it in the original place without washing or rubbing.

……

If you are so lazy, don't expect the other party to wash your face.

The black cat lowered its head and licked its paws, then began to wash its face.

After burning the medicine for a day, the big witch continued to sit cross-legged on the bed besides adding some water and fire from time to time, but this time she did not snore, and the black cat could clearly feel that after she settled down, the atmosphere around her was different , indescribable...fresh?

At night, the big witch finally realized his conscience, took the black cat off the wooden post, and threw a fruit to it.

The black cat sniffed it, hesitating whether to eat it or not.

The big witch looked at its performance, and muttered to himself: "Do cats really want to eat mice?"

She took off the casserole, poured the boiled liquid into an urn, and put it on a wooden stand.There are many other urns on the wooden shelf, but the one that was just put on it seems familiar to the black cat.It looked at the other urns, then at this one, and suddenly remembered that this was clearly the one that the other party poured for itself when it asked for medicine to cure Ansbilis madness!

At that time, it thought that Dawu had refined various medicines in advance, like a pharmacy, according to the different needs of customers, giving them corresponding ones.But in fact, the medicine it thought to cure madness was actually refined by the big witch two days ago?

How did she know what medicine she wanted?

The black cat felt as if he had uncovered a page of the mystery.It watched the big witch walk out of the house, listened for a while, and after confirming that she was far away, it immediately jumped on the wooden frame, pushed the lids of the other urns away with its claws, and found that they were all empty!

In other words, the big witch specially refined the urn of medicine and waited for him!

Although I wrote a letter to contact the Great Witch beforehand, the letter didn't mention Ansbilis' illness, only said that she was in a little trouble, admired her achievements in witchcraft, and came to ask for help.She had absolutely no reason to guess in advance...

Unless she has the ability to control time like Metatron, and has visited herself in the future in advance.Or be like God, omniscient and omnipotent!

Of course, there was another possibility: someone else who knew what he was up to had leaked it to her—the elders of McAwie.

But it was so strange.

It's still too weird to even make McAvey's elder a volatile, moody psycho.

It feels that it has seen most of the face of a jigsaw puzzle, but a few key pieces are missing, so that it has been unable to complete the picture for a long time.

what exactly is it?

As it thought about it, its body suddenly rose into the air, and before it recovered, it had already been carried tens of meters away by a familiar embrace.

When the big witch came back with a live mouse, he found that the cat was gone.

……

"So, is it a cat or a demon?"

She is very troubled.

Ansbilis ran back to the capital with the black cat in his arms.

The black cat lay quietly in his arms, motionless.It could clearly feel his tension, fear and anger, so it clearly knew that at this moment, life for those who followed Ansbilis and those who went against Ansbilis would be worse than death.

"I almost lost you again."

Ansbilis looked at it carefully inside and out, not letting go of even the most secret place. After confirming that it was intact, he heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed his chin on its head, and rubbed his cheek again. Its head was hugged tightly, leaving no gaps.

The black cat felt that he was going to be out of breath and flicked his face with his tail.

Ansbilis changed his position and continued to hug.

Black Cat: "..." Well, at least there is room for its nostrils.

One person and one cat hugged each other for several hours until Ansbilis completely calmed down.

"Did she do anything to you?" Ansbilis fixed his eyes on the black cat.

The black cat shook his head innocently while thinking about the picture of the other party staring at his chrysanthemum below his belly button.

"Really?" said Ansbilis. "Not even touched? Then how did you get into her room? You walked in by yourself?"

Was caught?

Walked in by yourself?

Which option is better?

Although the black cat was very tangled, it seemed to be only a few seconds on the surface.It subconsciously went to find a wooden branch, but Ansbilis stopped it, and brought out the charcoal pencil and cardboard that had been prepared a long time ago.The wooden branches are rough, and they may take root and thorn on the tail.Black cats have dense hair, and it is not easy to pull out their spines. If they are shaved...

Seeing Ansbilis holding the board, the black cat's eyes gradually became strange, its ass tightened for no reason, and it couldn't help screaming.

Ansbilis was recalled by its cry, looked at its small, furry appearance, and said with a faint interest: "Well, what do you want to say?"

The black cat rolled up the charcoal pencil and said that he was thinking of the wooden pillar, so...

It suddenly yelled, and its front paws desperately planed the ground, then it stuck its head in the hole it had dug again and did not move.

Ansbilis was taken aback by it, picked it up nervously, and said coldly, "What did she do to you?"

The black cat wants to cry but has no tears.

There was once an opportunity to take away the wooden post before it, but it didn't cherish it, and it was too late to regret it until it was lost. If God gave him another chance, it would definitely stick its claws into the wooden post!

After the black cat explained the ins and outs plaintively, Ansbilis also fell silent.

Since the black cat left him, he has been in a state of extreme mania.Being able to consider the safety of the black cat, hiding aside and waiting for the big witch to leave before entering the door is the only sane contribution left, so why would I want to take a stroll around the house.

One person and one cat looked at each other for a while, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts.

It's like, some things are predestined, and there is no way to change them.

For example, it is destined that Osia will see the wooden post when he meets the great witch—if Ansbilis sees the wooden post when he enters the house, or the black cat reminds him to take the wooden post, Osia will definitely see it. Not anymore.

For another example, the patriarch of the Witch Clan gave them a dark gray cloak, which Ansbilis accidentally wore when he met Osia, and then reported himself as Joseph Miller.

Does that mean that the conflict between him and Osiah in 1890 will still happen?

The air pressure on Ansbilis' body is getting lower and lower...