C285 Contrary to ancestral system

It seems that he really knows all kinds of tricks, it's hard to dodge today's calamity, today he should be working hard and something might happen, I just clenched my teeth and told Cheng Jia to hide to the side.

I found a stick on both sides of the road and rushed towards the white cat. I even cut the stick into several pieces, but I didn't even manage to touch the white cat's fur.

My face instantly darkened to the point that it looked as though I was a murderer. When Cheng Jia saw my expression, she was so shocked that her mouth gaped open.

"Nothing, let's go back first." I laughed, not wanting to let her worry too much about other things. I quickly started the car, and without even giving Cheng Jia a chance to speak, I drove her to her house.

Before Cheng Jia got off the car, I intentionally told her: "If you can't contact him in the near future, try not to contact him. If there's anything urgent, call Old Zhang and tell him to pass it to me."

After hearing what I said, Cheng Jia's face was filled with doubt. Of course, after thinking about it for a while, she still gave a hearty laugh.

I smiled, and didn't even say goodbye. I pressed the throttle to turn my car in the direction of the Town Village, and in the rearview mirror, I actually saw a white cat following me closely.

No matter how fast I drove, the cat was only a brief moment of news, and when my eyes came back to the rearview mirror, the cat was still in my car, only a few dozen meters away.

It couldn't be that the cat knew some form changing technique, right? Otherwise, how could it run so fast?

I called the Shandong Dam and told him the whole story. Shandong Dam only sighed. Whether it was fortune or disaster, he couldn't avoid it. He said that he wouldn't be able to deal with it even if he told me not to come here and deal with the white cat.

"Then what do we do? Is there nothing else we can do?" Hearing this, I almost shook off the phone stuck to my ear.

Who would have thought that Shandong Dam on the other end of the phone would give me such a short break that he laughed and said:

"I have no choice, but you do. You have to save yourself in this matter."

"How do I save … Could it be that using the supernatural sculpture would mean … "

I subconsciously asked as the Shandong Dam on the other end of the phone nodded.

But the key thing was that since ancient times, there had always been a rule that a successor of the supernatural sculpture could not be a statue.

If I'm wrong, then wouldn't it be against the rules of the ancestor? There would still be three disasters, nine difficulties, five risks, and three shortcomings waiting for me.

I didn't say anything for a while, but the Shandong Dam urged me on the other end of the phone:

"Think about it carefully. This might be the only way to save you. Go inside the store first, I'll be there shortly."

"Okay," I said. I turned around and drove to the store to stay, but when I stopped the car in the parking lot, I looked back and saw that the cat was already gone.

Could it be that he was too tired to run, so I left him behind?

I didn't dare to think too much into it. I sat on the elevator and entered the shop. When I opened my eyes, I found that the cat was actually coiled in front of my shop's glass door, meowing at me.

"What the f * ck." This was clearly a provocation towards me. My anger immediately inflated. I was prepared to charge over, regardless of whether or not my kick would work or not. I would first kick them to death before anything else.

Who knew that at this time, my phone suddenly rang. It was A Fei who called me again, and I suddenly remembered that I promised to help Sister Pan.

"Hey, A Fei." I laughed, but the one who spoke was not A Fei, but a girl with a high-pitched voice:

"Little Qin, do you remember the Sister Pan?" "Little Qin, do you remember the Sister Pan?

The moment I heard this voice, I felt a bit scared. Too many things had happened recently, and Zhang Tiangang had also repeatedly reminded me before to absolutely not do it. It's already past the second day, so it would be too late to help him do it.

I was a little out of options, so I laughed and said:

"Sister Pan, I have truly let you down. I might not be able to handle this matter, if not, how about you find someone else to take a look?"

"What do you mean by that!"

When I heard Sister Pan's voice on the other end of the phone, I instantly became angry. Didn't you already finish speaking to me earlier? Why did he suddenly change her mind? Could it be that he was playing with her?

Indeed, these words seemed to make people unhappy.

But the key point is when, if there is no such thing as a white cat, maybe I can think of a way to make her a statue.

However, in this situation, there was nothing I could do.

I made up a random reason with her and told Sister Pan that I will return the cheque to her tomorrow.

The Sister Pan on the other end of the phone laughed coldly, saying that since she had betrayed her trust, she could still die in this matter.

"I don't know if I'm going to die or not, but if I continue talking nonsense with you, I'm afraid I'll really die."

I laughed and was about to hang up, but right at this moment, the Sister Pan coldly ridiculed me:

"If you don't believe me, then look at that white cat. If I can't hold on tonight, then I won't either."

A white cat, Sister Pan?

What was the relationship between the two of them? A chill went down my spine. Just as I was about to ask, a beep, beep, beep, extremely pale electronic voice came from the other end of the phone.

When he called, no one answered.

I raised my head and looked at the white cat standing at the top of the door. Its eyes seemed to be the same as the Sister Pan's.

There might be something else I didn't know, or I might have gotten stuck with something I shouldn't have. I thought for a moment, then opened the door. The white cat paced back and forth in front of the shop, not daring to come in.

If something really were to happen tonight, then a man who was born in this world, how long could he live, or whether he was destined to be rich or poor, all these things were fated to happen.

Thinking like this, I also calmed down a little and fished out a few Paper s. I wrote a will for Cheng Jia, Zhang Tiangang and the others.

After I finished making all of these things, I took a bath, changed into a clean and proper suit, and sat in front of the worktable, waiting for Shandong Dam to come over.

About half an hour later, he arrived at my shop, gasping for breath. He said that the second ring was so blocked that his motorcycle couldn't even start.

I ignored him and asked,

"Do you know someone called Sister Pan?"