Chapter 125 The Failed Stalker

The black cat left the hunting ground full of anger.

Along the way, all kinds of terrible thoughts were rolling through his mind - such as buying breakfast for Zhang Jixin tomorrow morning and stuffing some croton or cockroach excrement in it; or asking Hill to ask for breakfast in the practical class tomorrow afternoon. Assistant Coach Da puts Zhang Jixin in the same group as him, and then he uses the newly learned curse to teach the red-faced wizard a lesson; or he pretends to be Zhang Jixin and writes a love letter to the bad-tempered Li Meng, and he has to write it. A little more obscene, preferably using some vulgar words.

With a multi-pronged approach, the young public-sponsored student believed that the red-faced wizard would lose a few layers of skin before he died.

Imagining the scene of Jiang Yu leading a large group of witches angrily throughout the school to hunt down Zhang Jixin, the black cat walking through the bushes couldn't help but laugh "hehe", and his mood improved inexplicably.

But this transformation soon ended because of another incident.

Zheng Qing originally planned to go back to the dormitory directly, but he did not want to be summoned by the passing witch or wizard "Meow Meow" or "Mimi" while walking on the main road, so he chose to take a detour - walking on lawns, woods and bushes from beginning to end. Shuttle between places, and try to choose areas where no one usually appears.

However, while crossing a corridor, the black cat accidentally saw a mouse in a blue vest hurriedly passing by.

Although the contact time was not long, Black Cat relied on his intuition to judge that the mouse in the cyan vest was the Dingdang Ears that had just separated from him not long ago. As a cat, he was very confident in his intuition.

Where is that mouse scurrying to?

The black cat clicked his tongue, and the curiosity in his heart was suddenly aroused - in such a hurry, he was just going to see the little female mouse, or returning to his lair to find his ancestor. Relatively speaking, the latter possibility appears to be greater.

After all, Dingdang Ears has a sharp beak, monkey cheeks, dull eyes, a pair of wind-catching ears, and a few wisps of rat whiskers. At first glance, it seems that there is no marriage or peach blossom appearance.

The most important thing is that it is still a poor mouse that picks and searches! What kind of ideal and educated mouse would stuff coal into his crotch as a treasure? ! No little female mouse would like such a mouse!

But maybe this is an opportunity? A chance to discover the lair of those clothed rats? The black cat hesitated for a few seconds, estimated the time for his transformation, and then looked up at the sky.

The sun sets very early in winter, so the sky gets dark quickly. Although it was just past five o'clock in the afternoon, there were almost no bright colors. A hundred or ten meters apart on the road, everything became blurry, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen clearly.

There is still plenty of time to transform, and darkness is not an enemy to cats. After all, they are nocturnal animals, and a black cat’s vision in the dark is not much different from that in the daytime.

Thinking of this, the black cat immediately made up his mind, restrained his breath, and quietly decorated the cheerful green vest mouse that was jumping and running in front of him.

Look left, right, and forward, step by step like a devil.

The black cat turns into the darling of the night, like a ghost, quietly shuttling between the grass and bushes, its sensitive whiskers and the thick pads between its paws perfectly concealing its traces, and even just in case, Black Cat also took out a hidden talisman from the gray cloth bag. Although it was just a defective piece of paper, it was more than enough to cover up the traces of a cat - he was confident that no cat could do it better than him!

After climbing over several walls and crossing several ditches, there are only so many bumps and valleys.

The black cat hummed a tune in his heart while jumping briskly across a small ditch, always keeping a hundred meters away from Ding Dong Ear. Although he didn't take the right path all the way, based on the changes in the environment, he could easily judge that he had run out of the school and arrived at a remote corner of the First University - it seemed very similar to the last time he was attacked by another person. A place brought by a rat in a waistcoat.

The black cat looked at the ruins in the distance, muttering in his heart.

Before he could finish muttering in his heart, Dingdang Ears, who had been leading the way for him, suddenly turned around and grinned, revealing a 'malicious' smile.

Damn it! Did the thief Sun find me?

The black cat's heart suddenly stopped, and he immediately looked to the left and right. At the same time, I secretly regretted that I shouldn't have come to take risks alone. At the very least, he should bring his own school cat army with him, so that he would be a little more confident.

"Why do you keep following me?"

A sudden voice suddenly came from behind the black cat.

The hair on the back of the black cat's neck suddenly exploded. His body arched, his paws slipped, and he made a 180-degree drift, looking towards the direction of the sound coming from behind him.

A few steps away, under a large locust tree, a mouse wearing a green vest poked its head out of the hole in the tree, looking at him curiously.

The black cat blinked and turned his head to look ahead. The figure who had been running in front to guide him had disappeared, leaving only a cold wind whistling in the empty wilderness.

"The road is facing the sky, everyone goes to one side...who said I'm following you?!" Black Cat frowned, and defended himself: "The school is so big, can't people just walk around?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Dingdang Er looked at him suspiciously.

"It's absolutely true!" Black Cat saw something interesting and hurriedly agreed. At the same time, he smiled and praised Mr. Mouse: "...by the way, your hole-making skills are quite interesting. Hahaha, as soon as you close your eyes and open them, your head will It’s so interesting to get out of this hole!”

"But our ancestors said, 'A cat in the night, coated with honey and covered with bugs, is the most dangerous'... You are considered a cat in the night now, right?" Dingdang Ears did not respond to the black cat's compliment, but instead murmured slowly. He took out a long and slender stick from his crotch. There was a black cylindrical object as thick as a finger tied to one end of the stick. He didn't know what it was used for.

"Which ghost proverb are you talking about!" The black cat listened to the mouse with a blank expression, then looked at the stick it pulled out worriedly, and asked uneasily: "And... you... What did you take out?"

"Professional warning alchemy products are imported from outside by our rat tribe's procurement experts. They are suitable for use when a rat is walking at night and feels uneasy." Dingdang Ears straightened his chest and introduced in a proud tone. .

Black Cat listened with a subtle expression on his face.

"Is it appropriate for you to introduce it like this in front of me?" He couldn't help but complain.

"Is it appropriate for you, a cat, to blindly follow a mouse through most of the school?!" Dingdang Ears asked back with unusual alacrity.