Mr. Cat

Chapter 43

The high-pitched and loud whistle broke through the thick fog and reached Louis' ears.As if someone wiped away the fog in front of his eyes, the scenery in front of Louis suddenly became blurred, and after a while, it slowly became clear again.

Feeling the fluffy touch on the back of his hand, Louis opened his eyes suddenly, shook his hand involuntarily, and took a deep breath belatedly.

He went back to thousands of years ago again, on the Fengqi River again.

The successive encounters made him have to admit that he was inextricably linked with Shan Shi, and Shan Zai might be his previous life.But he has never believed in the so-called past and present lives, even if it is the same soul, he does not think that he and Suga are the same person.

Not long after returning home, it began to rain heavily in Guangdu.

The raindrops drifted onto the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving behind slender water marks.Louis made himself a cup of coffee, took a sip, and leaned against the window in a daze.No matter how dull he is, he can realize something is wrong.

"Santha..." He put his palm on the cold glass and whispered the name of the monk in white.

As soon as Lu Wu got home, he started licking his fur. Bai Shengsheng's paws brushed against his ears, and his hind legs stretched out.Louis turned around and looked at Lu Wu on the sofa, full of thoughts. He wanted to ask Lu Wu, do you still remember the past with Su Shan?

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that something was wrong. Mr. Mao had already said that he had forgotten the past.The fragments of memory are scattered in the long river of time, he can only find a way to go upstream and salvage them one by one.

Lu Wu cleaned himself up slowly, and raised his head in doubt: "What's wrong with you?"

Louis' lips moved, wanting to tell Lu Wu truthfully what he had seen and heard on the Fengqi River.He thought twice, pressed his forehead in frustration, and waved helplessly: "It's nothing, just a little sleepy."

Lying on the soft sofa, Louis's mind was in a mess, and he felt uncomfortable.

The scene of Shan Shi meeting Lu Wu is so similar to what he met before.Lu Wu came to him because of his so-called past life?The image of Shan San using the whistle to guide the kingfishers to fly around him is still vivid in his memory—there are kingfishers, sitting and forgetting to watch, and he can be sure that it is the area around Jicui Peak and Xiayong Peak.

Lu Wu thoughtfully jumped onto the back of the sofa to make room for Louis.He lay down on the backrest, bowed his head and said, "Have you seen Sugata again?"

"I'm a little tired."

Lu Wu was silent for a while, then said softly, "Go to sleep."

Perhaps because he was extremely tired, Louis quickly let out a slight snoring sound. There was a patter of rain outside, and there was another kind of tranquility in the room.Lu Wu covered Louis with a small blanket on the sofa, then lay down beside him, and fell asleep together.

When I went to school the next day, it was still raining.

Louis yawned and parked the car, walked through the sweet-scented osmanthus promenade with an umbrella, and headed for the teaching building.It rained all night, and a golden carpet was spread under the osmanthus tree. The faint fragrance of osmanthus was hidden in the smell of rain. Lu Wu squatted on Louis' shoulder, staring at the writhing fat man on the ground without blinking. earthworm.

"Mr. Cat?"

"It seems to have a strange smell." Lu Wu sniffed the light sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, "There seems to be something nearby."

Louis tried to smell the fresh smell brought by the breeze, and shook his head: "I didn't smell it." He stepped on a thick osmanthus blanket, his feet were light, and he seemed to be in a cloud.The rain cut off the umbrella under the umbrella, and he could only see the blurred outlines of buildings outside the rain curtain.

When he walked to the side of the century-old golden osmanthus, Louis was moved, and slightly lifted the canopy of the umbrella, and an osmanthus flower quietly fell into his palm.

"This osmanthus was planted by my uncle himself, and it was still a small tree at that time," Louis said softly, "In a blink of an eye, it has been so many years."

He tilted his palm, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fluttered down, sinking into the flower bed.

Lu Wu stood on his shoulder, turned his head and rubbed his cheek.

Louis let out a foul breath: "Mr. Cat, it's time to go."

In the blink of an eye, it will be the sports meeting a week later, the teaching building is empty, and the students are all carnivaling on the playground, and their laughter can be heard from far away.Holding a cup of hot tea, Louis stood by the bed and looked at the little black spots running around on the playground.

Zhou Ge is the head teacher, so he naturally goes to the track and field to advance and retreat with the students.In contrast, Louis was much more relaxed and could stay in the office and drink tea.The weather today is fine, cloudless, and the sky is clear. There is a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air. Louis took a sip of his hot tea when he heard a cat meowing softly.

He turned his head and saw that the gray civet cat jumped onto the window sill: "The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus is too strong, it's not normal."

It's okay not to mention it, but once mentioned, Louis also sensed something was wrong, "It's not right, the sweet-scented osmanthus is almost gone at this time, why is it so thick."

Lu Wu's whole body tensed up, biting Louis's sleeve, the beast's pupils were astonishingly bright, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted: "No, this is a sign of the birth of a demon, Louis, go find the sweet-scented osmanthus demon!"

"What?" Louis was shocked, but he didn't dare to be careless. He hurriedly put down his teacup, picked up Lu Wu and rushed out of the office.

Lu Wu said that even if one wants to become a demon, there are harsh conditions. Among hundreds of osmanthus trees, only the oldest one wants to become a demon.

"With the disappearance of Shan Shi's slough, the source of power to suppress the demon energy will also be gone," Lu Wu said quickly in Louis's ear, "This osmanthus flower demon, I am afraid, has been conscious for a long time, but it is because Shan Shi did not become a real demon." !"

Louis gritted his teeth: "What will happen if you become a demon?"

"Those who become demons all have obsessions, or have grudges, or have karma to settle, which is not a good omen—"

In the entire Guangdu Middle School, the oldest osmanthus tree is the century-old golden osmanthus tree planted by Lu Tanchuan himself in the center of the main road!

It was too late to say it, and when Louis was still a few meters away from Jingui, the golden light was shining, and the sky and the earth were white.Louis grabbed Lu Wu on his shoulders and closed his eyes tightly to avoid the scorching light.

When the light faded and Louis opened his eyes, the world had changed.

Lu Wu's voice rang in his ears: "It's too late, I've already become a demon."

Surrounded by white snow, there is only a tall and straight golden osmanthus a few meters away, with whirling branches and leaves, stretching towards the sky.There was a strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air, and a breeze blew from nowhere, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fell one after another.

Louis couldn't help raising his hand, and an osmanthus flower fell on his palm.

——Many demons came into being, so why did this sweet-scented osmanthus tree become a demon?

Lu Wu said that he was extremely restricted in the world, and he was sealed seven or eight times, and he could not use his own power unless necessary.The last time I was able to burn with flames under the Bodhi tree was also because the Bodhi tree was at the junction of neither life nor death.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree stood silently in front of them, only the sound of leaves.

The surrounding snow white quickly melted away, revealing the blue sky and green trees, and the laughter of the students in the distance also returned.Louis felt vigilant, staring at Jingui in front of him intently, stepped back slightly, lowered his voice, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Cat, have you seen the demon?"

"No."

After more than ten minutes, there was still no abnormality. Louis did not dare to let go of his heart, but there were only a few students coming and going to greet him, other than that, the born demon did not make a sound.Lu Wu turned his head back and forth, and his cheeks were itchy from the beard shaved.

The breeze is blowing, and the smell of osmanthus is much lighter. Even in the osmanthus forest, there is no tangy osmanthus fragrance.

Louis thought to himself, "We can only wait for the osmanthus demon to show up on its own initiative." He didn't have any spells to deal with this osmanthus demon who knew no good and evil. He glanced at Mr. Cat on his shoulder. In terms of demon power, I'm afraid it can't be compared with this sweet-scented osmanthus demon.

A demon that can only be suppressed by a dead slough is not a good stubble.

"Let's leave first," Mr. Cat's voice suddenly appeared in his mind, "This osmanthus flower demon was planted by your uncle. It hasn't been wronged or bullied for a hundred years. I'm afraid it won't go crazy in a short time."

Louis nodded slightly, his mind still on the tree, not daring to be careless.

More than ten meters away, the sweet-scented osmanthus was in no abnormal shape, and Louis was puzzled: "Why did the sweet-scented osmanthus demon come into being?" It came into being, so whose fate should this sweet-scented osmanthus tree be born?

Before he could come up with a clue, he was suddenly stopped by someone: "Senior brother!"

Louis looked back, and it turned out that it was Lu Guangting's junior high school head teacher, and also his school girl who was about to get married.

"Zhao Lan?"

"Well," Zhao Lan laughed, stepped forward a few steps, and handed Louis an exquisite invitation, "Brother, I'm getting married."

Louis accepted the invitation: "Congratulations."

When the autumn wind picked up, Zhao Lan brushed her hair away, pinned it behind her ear, and said with a light smile, "When senior brother rejected me, I swore that I would marry before you. I never thought the vow would come true."

"At that time..." Louis hesitated for a while, and apologized, "I refused too mercilessly, so you can't come down, I'm sorry."

Zhao Lan said with a smile: "You have apologized many times, so it's boring to talk about it. I have found my home, and I hope you, brother, can also find someone who will be with you for the rest of your life."

Louis unconsciously stroked the gray civet cat in his arms: "Yes."

When he got home, Louis was still fidgeting. Not long after he stayed in the study, Lu Guangting rushed over excitedly and said, "Grandfather, what you want me to look for, I'm done looking for it?"

Louis looked up, a little dazed: "What?"

Lu Guangting: "The poems written by the previous masters of Jiufeng Academy contain Bodhi."

"I've forgotten all about it," Louis pressed his eyebrows, and smiled sheepishly, "Look at my memory, show me."

Lu Guangting leaned over happily, and handed him a USB flash drive: "I save them all in the USB flash drive, and there are quite a lot of poems that mention Bodhi. It is said that a phoenix fell on a tree. Is it true?"

"I don't know." Louis clicked on the copied file, his eyes fell on the file, and he said casually.

Mr. Cat's soft cry resounded in the room, and the next moment, a warm and soft hair ball approached.Louis rubbed Lu Wu's little head: "Come on, let's take a look together, I don't know if you find anything."

Lu Guangting was still standing in front of the desk eagerly, and Louis couldn't laugh or cry: "Go and do your homework, and next time I will bring you a good meal as a reward."

After issuing the eviction order, Lu Guangting reluctantly left, turned around every step of the way, and kept handing Louis the wet puppy eyes.The ruthless Louis pretended not to see it, and never took his eyes off the computer screen.Lu Guangting had no choice but to leave the study in disappointment.

Jiufeng Academy was established around 200 A.D. and existed for about 700 years. Before that, the academy had been Fengqi Temple.In the poems and essays of the first head of the mountain, there is a record of Bodhi.The poem is not long, with five-character quatrains and four short sentences.The general idea is to miss the towering towers and towers of Fengqi Temple in the past, the prosperity of incense, and the collapse of the towers, only Bodhi is evergreen.