Chapter 1688: See also Black Cat (3)

"Uncle? My uncle? He is dead. How could it be a black cat? Does his soul attach to this cat?"
Yang Zi looked at the black cat in amazement, "Xiao Hei, are you really my uncle?"
"Meow--"
The black cat screamed and nodded.
In Yang Zimei's mind, he thought of the terrible death of the uncle that day, and the situation where he encountered the phantom of the uncle in that alley.
Is it--
At that time, it was not a phantom, but the spirit of the uncle was guiding her?
No wonder he will always follow Master and stay on.
"Uncle!"
Yang Zimei hugged the black cat tightly and exclaimed, "You are still!"
"Meow!"
The black cat called again.
"Uncle, please tell me what happened to Master."
The black cat spoke the language of the cat again.
Xuehu listened for a while and said, "He said Brother is no longer there, so don't look for him anymore."
Hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart was hit hard with a heavy hammer, and she could barely breathe with pain, and could not even shed tears, so she could only stare at the black cat stinging.
"Eyebrow--"
Long day by day, he reached out and hugged her, calling out with heartache.
Yang Zimei's body was stiff, and he pushed him away with a numb expression. His tone was unexpectedly calm. "I'm fine, don't worry."
Anyone can see that she is in a big deal at this time.
The grief expression that could no longer be expressed with tears, anyone who saw it, felt heartache for her.
Xuehu reached out and touched her head, comforting, "Life and death are commonplace, don't be sad."
"Meow meow meow--"
The black cat spoke again.
Xuehu frowned at Yang Zi, "Uncle let you not be sad!"
Yang Zimei touched the fur of the black cat.
How can she not be sad?
She can go to this day and have so much because of Master.
"Uncle, what about Master's body? Where is it now?"
Yang Zimei asked.
The black cat was silent.
"Uncle, tell me! You will be here, is it because Master's body is here?"
Yang Zimei was anxious.
The black cat remained silent.
Seeing it so silent, Yang Zimei couldn't force it.
It's an uncle. Don't say, there must be a reason for it.
"Uncle, come with me, OK?"
Yang Zimei looked at the black cat and asked.
The black cat shook his head and meowed a few times.
"It says it has something to do, and can't stay with you for the time being, let you let it go."
Snow Lake translates.
"Is it related to Master? Uncle, what do you want to do, let me do it for you, OK?"
How can Yang Zimei be patient to let the uncle, who has become a black cat, be alone in the world?
The black cat shook his head and meowed again.
"It says, if you don't let it go, it commits suicide."
Snow Lake continued to translate.
Yang Zimei's heart sank again. Looking at the black cat, she nodded and put it down.
The black cat glanced at her, and left quickly, disappearing in the pine forest.
"Sister, do you really let it go like this?"
Xiaoqian found Yang Zimei's expression a bit weird, and asked.
"Of course not."
She has placed a tracking spell on the black cat.
Even if the black cat travels thousands of miles, she can cast spells to know where it is.
It refused to tell the trace of Master ’s physical body, and she suspected that Master ’s physical body was still there, but it was controlled by other souls, so Master told her not to look for it again.
In a sense, Master is really gone.