wear it lord god

Chapter 925 The Cat's Revenge 16
Porridge was sitting on the bedside table, watching the quilt gradually smoke with interest, and then the fire ignited, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the smoke was getting bigger and bigger...

It is going to sit here and watch, it is already dead, so it is impossible to be burned to death again, watching the enemy burn to death, maybe it can be a cat's heart.

"Dilingling..." The alarm in the center of the room made a piercing sound.

Porridge looked up at the beeping smoke alarm, it was a pity that there was no burning alive.

Its figure is gradually disappearing...

F, who was snoring, was awakened by the sound. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the flames on the bed. He suddenly lifted the quilt that had already been burned quite heavily, and threw the quilt to the ground.

The quilt continued to burn on the ground, so he rushed into the bathroom, fetched a basin of water, and poured it on the quilt.One pot is not enough, and there is no time to pour another pot.He put aside the quilt that had been put out, and rushed towards the place that was still burning.

The wet quilt was pressed on the fire, and the fire was finally extinguished.

"Dong dong dong~" There was a loud knock on the door.

Before F could respond, the door was knocked open with a bang, and neighbors and building security rushed in.

Smoke filled the house, but no fire.Looking at the smoking quilts piled on the ground, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.And F, who only wore a pair of underwear, stood awkwardly in front of everyone.

The police came and took notes.As long as someone calls the police, they must be there.

Candle lit quilt?The policeman looked at the room. The window had been opened at this time, and the smoke had dissipated. He could clearly see the messy things hanging in the room.

The policeman, with obvious suspicion: "Why are you lighting candles?"

There will be some people who believe in inexplicable sects and do some inexplicable or even terrible things.Maybe this person, who was instigated and wanted to maintain "truth and justice", burned down the building and ascended to heaven, where there is a river of milk and honey, and there are more than 70 girls waiting to serve this "hero" by the riverside.

You can't say that you are doing it to exorcise evil spirits, that will arouse suspicion. F thought of a reason: "I lighted lavender essential oil candles, which can relax the mood and help sleep."

Another policeman rummaged through the charred quilt, and a burnt out of shape candle rolled out. He picked it up and sniffed it: "It smells like lavender."

Fortunately, it was burned, otherwise a skull would roll out, and the explanation would be unclear.

The policeman set his sights on a bunch of garlic and sacred objects again: "What is this?"

"Collections." F's reaction was quick: "I like to collect these exotic or symbolic things, don't you think it's very special?"

A combination of Chinese and Western, messy.However, a certain extremist organization can be ruled out, because they only believe in and display the things of their sect, and the holy objects and symbols of other religions are all incarnations of the devil.

The police also saw a large cat cage in the corner, and a large glass fish tank, and some ropes, knives and so on were thrown in the fish tank.

F hurriedly made up: "I used to raise cats, and the fish tank was used to raise fish. But the cat ate the fish one by one, so I gave the cat away. I haven't had time to deal with these things."

He rode his bicycle to a remote place and buried all those dead cats.No traces were left, only photos and videos were enough, and I didn’t want to leave any specimen “trophies” waiting to be sent to prison as evidence.

The policeman walked over and took a closer look: "Dagger, scalpel, rope?"

F followed beside him: "The rope is used to fix the calf plank. My leg was injured. I was afraid of breaking it. I fixed it with a rope before going to the hospital. After checking that my leg was fine, I didn't go. I threw the rope away, and the inside The things I have are also thrown away casually."

He also showed his injured leg. The bathrobe on his body was just put on, so he didn't wear trousers, and his legs were bare.

It does hurt.The explanation makes sense too, although it's a bit weird.But are there still few weird people in this country?All of them are spoiled big children, shouting freedom and democracy, but doing stupid things.Even the top leader who just came to power is full of nonsense, talking back and forth, as if he came to power just to be funny.

After the questioning, the policeman warned F not to light an open flame while sleeping to prevent a fire from happening.

F nodded persistently, accepting it humbly.

The police sent him away, F looked at the knocked down door, bent down to lift the door up, and slightly covered it.But the door couldn't get through, there was still a gap, a big gap.

In desperation, he had no choice but to go to the bathroom to change his clothes. Before the property was off work, he asked someone to repair the door.The door was broken by the neighbors and the property, but they also rushed in because they heard the alarm inside.

Of course, it is also possible to file a lawsuit for smashing the door of someone else's house.But the lawyer's fee is probably more expensive than the door!
The property said to wait, within three days.The service in this country is like this, so it can't just be like this tonight, can it?

If the door is broken, someone may lose their life if they rush in.Sometimes living people are scarier than nightmares, nightmares will always wake up, and some people will make the same kind never wake up.

He also had to borrow some tools and go back to repair by himself.

It took more than two hours to finally install the door.It took more than half an hour to use some thin wood boards to knock and repair the damaged parts, and finally filled all the holes.

Throw the burnt quilt into a trash bag and throw it down the trash can downstairs, and tidy it up again, it's night again.

The spare quilt was taken out and spread on the bed. As soon as F lay down, he sat up again, got out of bed and looked in his trouser pockets, and took out the peace amulet from the pocket.

He was holding a small red sachet that was only one finger long. It was made of red cloth and contained talismans. It cost him five knives just for this thing, and when he was kneeling to offer incense, he was smashed by the incense coil on his head. up.

But think about it, even though such a big fire was ignited just now, he was still unscathed, it seems that this talisman is still useful.

So he directly pulled the string off the sachet and hung it around his neck.

Lying down again, he touched the amulet hanging on his chest with his hand, as if he felt a lot more at ease, F closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

"Meow, meow..." The cat meowed again in the room.

Here we go again, here we go again! F curled up on the bed in horror, hugging himself and shivering.

For some reason, the lights in the room became dim, and the light emitted was green and mixed with pale, full of gloom and ghostly aura.

The light gradually dimmed, and only the outlines of the items in the room could be seen. In the dimness, pairs of green or red eyes appeared with light.

Although I can't see what's behind the eyes, I can tell from the structure of the eyes, as well as the shrill meowing, that it's a cat. These are all cats. They were killed by him and came back to mourn cat……

"Ah~, don't come here..." F was terrified, holding his head in his hands, wishing he could bury himself in the mattress and disappear.

But those pairs of terrifying eyes, with a frightening light, approached slowly.

(End of this chapter)