"Have you heard? There is a monster in the school."

"What monster?"

"I don't know. It's very scary. I heard it might be a cat demon."

Every school has some bizarre legends, and our school is no exception. It has been several days. I have always heard that there is a cat demon in the school. As for what it looks like, some say it has green eyes, and some says it has long hair.

tail, and some actually said that they could swallow clouds and mist, turn people into stones, and so on. I guess we will start filming Journey to the West in a while.

I don’t know about the cat demon, but I do know that there is a black cat in school who is always licking its paws in the open space behind the library. It is completely black, and its hair is all black and translucent. Its eyes are green. There is one in the middle that may be

It has long, flat black eyes. I saw it very close once. That time, I suddenly wanted to touch it. I happened to have a sausage in my hand. I took a big bite and threw the rest on the ground, and it ran over to eat it.

, I touched it, its fur was very soft and slippery, but after eating, it made a "meow" sound and ran away, which shocked me.

Later the black cat died.

But it is true that the school has not been peaceful these days. First, there were many wild dogs on the campus, but gradually there are fewer and fewer wild dogs. Sometimes, one or two scattered dogs will be seen on the way from the dormitory to the classroom.

The bones look like they have been torn apart by wild beasts. Our school is located in the suburbs, but the suburbs do not mean that there are wild beasts. The most likely wild beasts are snakes, but the meat and bones greatly increase the danger here.

It also strengthened the legend of monsters, so we were ordered not to go out at night. Maybe not going out at night made the beasts more rampant. Later, there was always meat missing from the kitchen of the canteen, until one day the security guard at night came to the back door of the canteen.

I saw something with green eyes jumping out of the window, and the legend of the cat demon began.

Things about monsters and monsters originally had nothing to do with me, but they did have something to do with me when I went back to school late at night. I didn’t want to, but one time I went out to play with friends from another school. By the time I got back to school, it was already past eleven o’clock, and I couldn’t help it.

, I had to climb over the wall through the middle door next to the cafeteria. There was a small patch of grass under the wall. After landing safely, I was about to walk to the dormitory, but I found a sound in the grass. I didn't dare to move, fearing that it would be a security guard patrolling the night.

After passing by, they caught me and sent me to the instructor's office. I squatted down and found that the black shadow in the grass was moving slowly. It was very low. It didn't look like a security guard, but some kind of animal. I left.

As I got closer to it, it seemed to have discovered me. It suddenly stood up, stared at me with its green eyes, and then ran away on its hands and feet.

Using both hands and feet, yes, it was a person, a person with green eyes, but the face was that of a cat.

The muscles on her face are deformed, like a cat's, her mouth is open, the teeth are human teeth, but the lips are indeed the shape of a cat, the two cheekbones are high, and the combination of the nose and eye sockets is also that of a cat

, especially the eyes. The green eyeballs have flat black eye kernels that are slightly shiny. In addition, her skin color is originally dark, which makes her look particularly scary against the bright green eyes.

I knew who she was, even though her face was distorted, but I knew I had seen her just a week ago.

I remembered that the last time I saw her was when the black cat died.

That Saturday I was taking an English elective course. After class, I went to the bookstore through the back door of the school to buy some tutoring books. It was about six or seven o'clock in the evening. It was already dark, but it was not dark yet. The sky was cyan.

, like filtered cat eyes. An old lady passed by me, carrying a bunch of vegetables in her hands, and wearing white clothes. I thought she looked familiar, and then I remembered that she was an employee of our school cafeteria.

, small eyes, dark and old, short in stature, she looks like the most ordinary old woman. I haven’t said a word to her, I just have the impression that she has such a person.

She was about to cross the road when suddenly a black shadow rushed from between my legs and jumped into her face. She was startled and the dish fell to the ground. She let go and quickly went to take away the black guy from her face. I was frightened at the time.

My heart was pounding, my eyes were dumbfounded, and I subconsciously hid two steps back. I saw that the black shadow was indeed the black cat. I saw the old lady getting the strength from nowhere and screamed in fear as she pushed the black cat away.

The cat was thrown from her face to the ground, and then she didn't want any food, and hurriedly ran into the school. I saw that there were some messy cat claw marks on her face, but before she could turn around, I heard "pounce".

There was a muffled sound, the sound was like breaking a plastic bag filled with air.

Many people screamed. I saw a girl standing next to the trash can. She had started to vomit. I looked on the road and saw that the black cat was dead. She was crushed to death by an unknown car. Just as I turned my head,

I missed this scene for a moment, but I could see the cat's intestines, feces, and tongue hanging out. I think it was thanks to its closed eyes, otherwise it would be more uncomfortable to have the eyeballs crushed.

I didn't stay at the scene because I felt very sad. To be honest, I liked that cat very much, but a little life I had touched died like this. I really couldn't bear to see it, nor could I bear to think about it, until

I didn't dare to go out of school until the next day because I was afraid that seeing the dead cat would make me feel uncomfortable.

And the "cat-faced man" I saw with both hands and feet was the old lady who ran away that day.
Chapter completed!