Mo Yue smiled, "The whole story is getting more and more interesting. It turns out that cat spirits can speak human language."

Luffy smiled and said, "Yes. However, I feel that a kitten was lost on the night the owner moved, and was killed the night the owner moved away. The whole thing sounds somewhat bleak."

Moyue smiled and said, "What should I do? It insisted not to leave. It didn't make it very clear just now. It didn't want to follow the owner to live in the building because of its own reason. The owner did not discard it, and the owner I still hate it. It ran away by itself."

Luffy sighed, "The reason why the kitten does not want to follow the owner is very simple. It does not want to live in a building, because the building is not like a bungalow courtyard. The cat can come and go freely in the yard, and there are many friends in that yard. , It didn't want to leave the little friend. So it stayed waywardly."

Mo Yue laughed, "Then it’s no one to blame for its murder. It’s all on its own account. The owner doesn’t want it to run away. It is because it is disobedient and insists on staying. To this point, I don’t feel like a master. Responsibility. It's entirely because it is unorganized, disciplined, and disobedient."

Luffy smiled and said, "Well, I actually think so too, it's the cat's own responsibility, but after it became a resentful spirit, it didn't think so. Okay, to be specific, you still continue to listen. Let me tell a story. The old Taoist’s questioning triggered many memories in the heart of Mao Ling. At this moment, it was obviously lost in thought, its eyes no longer became sharp, and even its voice gradually softened. In fact, just after the owner left, I saw the van gradually drifting away, with moist eyes. I have been living with them for five years. At that time, I wanted to catch up and leave with them. But I still held back and restrained my impulse. I felt that the environment designation of the building was not suitable for me. The old Taoist sighed, you poor little thing, have you lived in a building? Cat Ling shook his head, no, little master When I picked it up home, I was just born. I remember the first night I was still snuggling in my mother’s arms and drinking milk, but when I got up early the next day, there was no one around and my mother was gone. I was curled up alone. In the corner of the park, I was awakened by the freezing. It was a winter morning. The scorching cold wind was coming. I was lying on a pile of dead leaves, shivering with cold. At this moment, I saw a The fat boy walked by and immediately ran to him for help. At that time, I was cold and hungry, and my small body was crumpled together like a cute little pompom. I walked to him tremblingly. Trying to be cute, trying to win his sympathy. He was nervous and surprised when he saw me, and then he picked me up, held me in his palm, and gave me a tut. What a cute kitten. I saw his eyes moist. I know that he likes me, he will give me a home, so I quickly put out my tongue to lick his fingers to please him. Things really went well surprisingly, he took me home, and his parents quickly accepted I am in their house. I live very happily. Five years have passed in the blink of an eye. The old Taoist sighed, since your master has treated you so well, why would you run away when you move? Cat Ling smiled bitterly , The reason why I stayed alone and didn’t go with them was first of all because I was tired of the ordinary life. Five years of happy life made me feel very ordinary. I am a cat and my ancestors are beasts with violent bloodlines. ——Saber-toothed tiger, my veins are naturally filled with restless blood. Although I usually look gentle and calm, in fact, I also have a lot of adventurous ideas in my bones. It's just that after staying in the owner's house for a long time, this adventurous idea gradually gradually The ground was flattened. This time, when the owner moved, I suddenly felt that the opportunity came and I must stay because I was tired of the ordinary life of being spoiled by humans. I want to live alone for a while, just like my little partner Just like that, lie freely on the roof and basking in the sun. The old Taoist sighed, great, you paid a terrible price for your free life, and you were killed that night. This is enough to explain, you It's a domestic cat, your little friends, they are all wild cats. Wild cats are used to wandering around. They are much smarter than domestic cats and know how to avoid danger. Unlike domestic cats, domestic cats are Stay in a safe and comfortable environment, without a clear understanding of human baddies, because domestic cats have been taken care of by humans, and they are not wary of humans. In this way, once bad people approach them, their reactions will be slower than wild cats. Many, I think this is also the root cause of your being caught by bad guys. Cat Ling sighed. Maybe you are right. I am a domestic cat and my friends are wild cats. I shouldn't leave the owner to join them. But I left the owner's family because of impulse. That night, my friends took me to find food. I saw them digging through the garbage dump for food. I suddenly felt very sick. However, facing the moldy and deteriorating food, the friends ate with relish. They use their small paws to dig through the garbage dumps expertly, as if they were in a cafeteria. I hesitated and didn't dare to step forward. The pungent smell of garbage made me go straight back. I started to miss the dried fish and cat food my master gave me. But now, where is the master? They have gone. As soon as the host leaves, who else will feed me dried fish and cat food? I stood on the roof, looking at the friends who were robbing food from the garbage dump from a distance, feeling a little regretful. I thought that if the master came back to me now, I would definitely follow them back without hesitation. The wandering life is not for me. I hopped back to my master’s former residence. They were naturally not there. Looking at the empty room and the scraps of paper on the floor, I immediately felt a desolate feeling in my heart. I squatted on the windowsill, imagining the previous furnishings in this empty room. In the middle of the living room is a big round table. Next to the big round table are sofas and coffee tables. There are TV cabinets and TVs by the door. I used to accompany the little ones. The host stayed in the living room and watched TV. The young host sat on the sofa. I lay quietly on his knees and stared at the TV screen with him. The days at that time were so happy and joyful, but in the blink of an eye, there was only one empty room left here, and the owner left, taking the joy away. I squatted on the windowsill alone, looking at the cold moonlight, making a miserable cry, meow, I don’t want to stay by myself, meow, take me along. "