Strange Life of a Cat - Chapter 177

[Chapter 166 The cat is not so easy to be]

People who are slowly awakening do not understand their current situation, but they have an inexplicable sense of fear.

people?

No, it’s not.

I did hear a human voice just now, but at the same time I heard a cat meowing.

He rubbed his lower leg, as if he wanted to rub off the rope tied to his ankle, but another cat meow made his scalp feel numb.

He knew the cat and was all too familiar with this meow.

It was because of this cry that he had nightmares for a long time. Even watching those cat abuse videos, or even killing a cat with his own hands, could not remove a trace of this fear. Instead, it had a tendency to intensify.

is it!

It was the tabby cat that he almost killed but escaped by it!

Why is it always haunted?

!

He regretted it, really regretted it…

Why did he choose this one when he bought a cat from a cat dealer?

Maybe it’s because this one has the most unruly and fierce eyes?

What gave him the most pleasure to torture and kill?

“Woo-”

Another cat meow.

Hearing this meow, even people who don’t know much about cats can hear some warning and aggression.

Zheng Tan pressed his ears back after hearing the cry, always feeling that something was wrong.

The general warning “woo” sound is low at the beginning, rising at the back, and falling again at the end.

But the voice of this flower cat at the moment sounds different from this, and it seems that there are some other tones in it.

Maybe ordinary people don’t sound much different, but Zheng Tan is from the cat’s point of view.

According to the hearing of cats, I always feel that there is a kind of…calling the same kind of call?

It’s as if you don’t know the language, but you can hear goodness or ill will in someone’s tone of voice.

The meowing of cats is actually very complicated. Although it is not as rich and diverse as human languages, Zheng Tan has heard hundreds of meows since he became a cat.

Maybe every cat has its own way of expression, maybe different ways of vocalization actually express the same meaning, but no one can tell.

Even Zheng Tan could only roughly infer the possible meaning from these calls, but couldn’t get to the bottom of it.

Lots of voices that sound similar to people.

In fact, the emotions expressed are very different.

Zheng Tan was thinking.

A cat meowing not far away.

I don’t know who’s the cat that came out to walk at night.

“Meow–”

the cat called out loudly, one after another.

Soon, there were a few more cat meows in the distance, belonging to different cats.

There is no need to fully understand.

But I can think of its general meaning when I hear the first sound.

“Tsk. Are these cats starting to rip?” Er Mao poked Zheng Tan who was standing on the roof.

People bark at cats.

The first reaction is basically that the cat is rippling again.

As everyone knows, cat roar has other meanings, and this roar is completely different from the previous species.

Zheng Tan watched as more and more cats responded.

Thinking about it, where is this summoning call technique?

I don’t know if the beckoning call was discovered by the tabby cat, or it was learned from a cat.

In short, this sound can make cats resonate, as if the most primitive consciousness hidden in the blood is awakened, which makes them excited and gathers to meow.

Zheng Tan suddenly realized the scene of a wolf standing on a high place howling under the full moon in the animal world on TV, and then the group of wolves howled.

In the low grass and the fields planted with crops, the whizzing sound came one after another, which was different from the friction between the leaves blowing in the evening wind, and it was not difficult to distinguish it in this quiet night.

It was the sound of a cat running through the grass.

From Er Mao’s point of view, under the moonlight, it is obvious that the dense weeds and crops that are nearly half a meter high are swaying due to the running of the creatures inside, and their running routes also point directly here.

Big cats, like tigers, leopards, lions, and the like, roar loudly and aggressively, but the roar of a cat is different, it sounds terrifying.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, and Er Mao took a sharp breath, suppressing the furious feeling in his heart.

The flames of the cigarette butts flickered in the evening wind.

Er Mao leaned against the car and looked around.

The echoing cat meowing grew more and more.

Is this chorus?

Zheng Tan, who was standing on the roof of the car, was also getting a little excited, and Er Mao couldn’t feel it, but Zheng Tan suddenly had the urge to let out a howl.

Looking up, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, Zheng Tan took a deep breath.

“Ow–” the

group of cats’ meowing stopped abruptly.

It’s like when everyone is singing, there is a sudden fart sound, and the sense of disobedience directly blows away the artistic conception rendered in the front.

In the grass, the cats froze in place, and where the grass was shorter and sparser, you could see the pointed cat ears moving, as if to distinguish the sudden howl from Tamar. It’s a guy who belongs to somewhere nearby.

There were also a few cats who were too sensitive to their surroundings and jumped like fleas, and the grass that was nearly half a meter could not cover their hunched and jumped figures.

Ermao Zhengtan, who had just taken a puff of cigarettes, was choked by the sudden voice and almost coughed to the ground.

This was the first time he had heard Zheng Tanhao. Before that, he had only heard a little from Wei Ling, but he never thought it would have such a big impact on his hearing.

The cat pulled its ears and glanced at Zheng Tan, then turned back and continued to roar at the person on the ground who was kicking his legs in a panic.

Zheng Tan understood the general meaning of the cat’s glance.

Paralyzed, Lao Tzu is disgusted!

The depressed Zheng Tan was grinding his claws on the roof of the car, scratching a few claw marks on it.

I’ve been a cat for almost two years, and I’m still not qualified.

Cats are really not that good.

Fortunately, those cats didn’t have so many other thoughts. After a pause, they continued to gather in the middle, led by the tabby cat.

Er Mao, who had recovered, threw the cigarette butt and crushed it with his toes, and sighed to Zheng: “Give it up, even the ghosts can be scared away by your scream. Let’s stop screaming, let them scream. You just squat beside you. Look, you can go over if they can’t solve it.”

Glancing at the large grass in the distance, Er Mao shook the goose bumps on his body.

Now this scene is really weird.

There are about ten of them. It seems that there are cats who will hear the movement here and run over.

Cats are such incredible animals.

For safety’s sake, Er Mao opened the car door and got in. It seemed that he didn’t need to do it himself.

These cats don’t look very friendly.

Er Mao has always felt that cats are like a complex of demons and angels. When they lie lazily in the sun or squinting and rubbing against you, they are really cute and cute.

The comfort of the whole body and the narrowed eyes.

It seems to make the pace of time leisurely, making people feel that the whole world is warm, but the other side of them always makes people grit their teeth, maybe.

Gritting your teeth is fine.

Just like that.

Those eyes in the dark night showed unruly wildness, and they seemed to be looking for and waiting for the next prey at any time. There was no doubt that it would pop out its sharp claws and point at you at the next moment.

Zheng Tan was lying on the roof of the car.

Watching the cats gathered around, led by the tabby cat, rushed towards the man who was struggling on the ground.

The man’s mouth was sealed and he couldn’t make a sound. Zheng Tan knew from the grunt from his nose that this man was really scared at the moment, extremely scared.

Compared with many pure pet cats in the city center, the cats in the suburbs are generally wilder, playing in the fields and grass every day, and fighting with other small animals in the countryside.

There are also some wild cats among them, and they are even more speechless when they are fierce.

Some relatively timid cats walked around the periphery, led by other cats, occasionally taking an opportunity to scratch their paws.

The bolder, more aggressive cats followed the tabby cat and rushed towards the person. There were always some cats, like the sheriff, who became more and more courageous, kicked out, got up and continued to pounce. Biting and scratching.

Er Mao rubbed goosebumps in the car.

He rolled the car window up a little more, for fear of those cats rushing over.

After all, these cats have not been trained, and most of them are domestic cats. They don’t know which places are the key points of people, and their attack power is limited. Perhaps some of them just regard this as a game, just like playing with cat toys.

The man on the ground deliberately curled himself up. It doesn’t matter if he is injured, the important thing is to protect his life.

It was also the tabby cat and a fiercer feral cat that bitten harder.

Er Mao looked at the time and the “battle situation” over there, he wasn’t going to let this person die here, so he had to watch.

As for Zheng Tan, he is learning, from the meowing of the cat, what is causing the current situation, what can affect the cat’s mood, and how to mobilize the cat’s mood.

Cats are not considered group animals nowadays, but in fact they are not considered absolute solitary animals. After all, they have penetrated into human society. There are so many people who keep cats around. Every day you go out, you can meet many cats, and most of them live in peace.

What would happen if all the cats of Chuhua University were called together?

Thinking about it makes me a little excited.

However, this is not an easy skill, and maybe Zheng Tan will not be able to learn it when the cat is over. As an outlier with a cat’s heart and mind, compared to a real cat, Zheng Tan’s obstacles are a bit bigger, but, As long as he has strong learning ability and strong comprehension, Zheng Tan believes that he still has a chance.

When Ermao called to stop, there was a lot of blood on the cat’s body. Hearing Ermao’s meow, it responded reluctantly, but finally backed out and walked to the side of the car to lick the fur on its body. .

Without the tabby cat, the other cats gradually stopped and scattered around to lick their claws. The wild cat ran away after seeing Ermao approaching, presumably thinking that this person was not easy to deal with.

The man’s clothes and trousers on the ground became blood-stained rags, and his hands and face were scratched and covered in blood.

He curled up there and didn’t move, only the slight ups and downs let people know that this person was still alive, and the urine and blood on the ground were mixed together.

Although the cat was fierce, it still listened to Er Mao’s words. After getting in the car, it returned to its previous docility. If it hadn’t been stained with human blood, its docile appearance would have been more convincing.

The man who was already covered in blood was stuffed into the trunk by Ermao. Ermao said that he would handle the rest, guaranteeing that Zheng Tan and the cat would never see him again, but it didn’t seem like he was really going. Murder and kill.

When the car drove back to the side door at the back of the east compound of Chuhua University, Zheng Tan got out of the car and went home. The cat was still squatting on the back seat with his eyes closed, and he didn’t look like he wanted to get out of the car at all.

Ermao chased it away twice and it didn’t work, so let it go.

Standing at the gate of the compound, Zheng Tan glanced at a small wood not far away, moved his ears, and the sheriff was fighting with the cats in the west side again. Hearing their meowing during the fight, the sheriff didn’t seem to be. Seeing that he was about to lose, Zheng Tan felt relieved and trotted back home.

(To be continued..)

ps: (2.28)

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