Chapter 6: The Bizarre Human-Faced Cat (2) Part 1

  He saw me coming and slowly looked over at me, only two days had passed, but Lao Cong was already a circle thinner, his eyes deeply sunken in their sockets, his lips were already bitten through, he stared at me with a dull gaze, it took him half a day to recognize my appearance, then hurriedly stretched out his hand.

  I took a step forward and sat beside him, tightly grasping his hand. Tears were already welling up in my eyes as I gritted my teeth and asked, "Lao Cong, what's wrong with you?"

  Lao Cong shook his head, his gaze lingering on the quilt covering his lower body. I followed his gaze and suddenly grabbed the quilt covering Lao Cong's lower body. In an instant, that foul odor rushed into my nostrils again, and I was stunned in place as if struck by lightning. The scene before me was simply unbearable: the skin on Lao Cong's lower body from above his calves to ** had all festered, and at the knee joint, you could even see white bone fragments. On both sides of his legs were placed several bags of ice, and blood and light yellow pus had flowed all over the white sheet under him.

  Lao Cong gritted his teeth, his nostrils trembling slightly, clearly in agony. His hands grasped the pillow in front of him non-stop, his fingernails completely worn away, dry bloodstains congealed on his fingertips.

  "How did you end up like this?" I gently covered the quilt over Lao Cong's lower body, and looked at him in disbelief. In just two short days, Lao Cong had become like this.

  Lao Cai weakly gritted his teeth and shook his head, his hands still moving without stopping. The pillow was already stained with blood and had several small holes torn in it. Seeing that he didn't respond, I turned my head and stared at Du Wei with dead eyes, then loudly asked: "Du Wei, what's going on? Didn't you say this was a car accident? Why aren't we going to the hospital?" I blurted out all my doubts in one breath.

  Du Wei was like a rattle drum, no matter how I shook him, he still didn't say a word. "Luo Ze, can you calm down?"

  "Luó zé, don't ask anymore." At this time, Lǎo Cōng said with a trembling voice as thin as a mosquito. I looked at Lǎo Cōng on the hospital bed.

  "Roz, if we could cure him in the hospital, how could we bear to put him in a place like this?" Du Wei said, taking off his glasses and wiping away the sparkling things at the corners of his eyes. "The night before last, after you left, we all got together again, and when it was time to leave, Lao Cong had too much to drink. Although he always pretends to be drunk, that night he really did have too much to drink, maybe because he was worried about something happening to you. So I was going to send him home, but who knew that not long after we left the restaurant, a black thing came charging straight at us. It wasn't small, like a little kid, and it was incredibly fast, appearing right in front of us in an instant. To be honest, before this, I had always been skeptical about whether or not this thing existed, but as soon as it appeared in front of us, I was stunned. It was a monster with the body of a cat but the face of a person!"

  It's it again! Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but think of Jin Douzi's past. His parents were also killed by this monster. What exactly is it? Has it been lurking in the human world for so long, could it really be a thousand-year-old demon?

  Du Wei continued: "Lao Cong also woke up, at that time we were already too late to run, Lao Cong was behind me, I threw down Lao Cong and rushed forward, but unexpectedly the monster pushed me away and rushed towards Lao Cong, after biting Lao Cong's body heavily, it disappeared without a trace."

  "Why did it have to target Lao Cong?" I asked in puzzlement.

  "Of course, it's something on you!" The voice came from the next room, very hoarse. I looked at Du Wei in surprise, and he hastily avoided my gaze. I wondered how many things Du Wei had hidden?

  "Who's next door?" I asked Du Wei, looking at him. As soon as my words fell, the door was pushed open and a short, thin old man walked in. The old man had a small head, but his skeleton was quite large, with a slight hunchback. He wore a dirty black down jacket on top and a pair of black pants below, with a pair of yellow big-headed shoes on his feet.