Ah! What a waste of time chatting, but in this case, no one should be able to sleep, what a big heart. And these things sound so magical, they are things that I will never come into contact with in my life. Besides, I fell asleep
, will she really eat me? Or will she just disappear? After all, she is an old monster who has lived for 500 years.
I looked at Tomato in confusion, but she was the first to say, "Go to bed, I'm tired today too. If I wasn't worried about you doing something bad with the record card, I would have fallen asleep just now."
Ah! My record card. It has been pierced by the claws of the tomato. The tomato still touched it a few more times, which made me feel cold all over.
Okay, I'll go to bed after being told to have a full meal. But should I close this door or not? After thinking about it, I guess it can be kicked open even if it's closed. And doesn't she have magical powers?
She has been a monster for 500 years, so she must be able to do something, such as turning stones into gold, five ghosts to bring wealth, or at worst, she can retrieve objects from the distance. I'll ask her tomorrow, I'm really sleepy
I won’t take a shower anymore, and I won’t close the door. I can love whoever I want, and we’ll talk about it tomorrow.
There was nothing to say that night, and soon it was daybreak. I sat up suddenly, and then fell down again because I stood up too hard. I felt like I had another dream, in which the eggplant became sperm and was still with me.
We had a conversation about her life experience. This dream was too real, more real than all the previous dreams. In the past, the dream was caused by back pain, but this time it was brain pain. Alas, I drank alcohol yesterday or something.
Tomato strolled in, jumped on the bed, and then pressed on my stomach. The first sentence he said was: "What to eat?".
Damn! I’m not dreaming! Tomato has really become a sperm! I sat up suddenly again, and Tomato jumped onto the bed, "You humans are not only arrogant, but you are also unwilling to accept reality. Are you still awake? Why?
Is it like this every time I talk to humans? I thought that after being baptized by such movies and novels, you would at least be more mature."
I held the quilt and looked at the civet cat, which was talking to itself, a little speechlessly.
"Have you been through a lot of this?"
"There have been a few times, mainly to see if those people are smart enough to find out that I can talk."
"Then what happened to them later?"
"Be eaten by me, meow~~"
Breaking into a cold sweat!
"When will it be my turn?"
"Why are you so nervous? It will come to you when it's your turn.
"Can this be understood as the King of Hell asking you to die at the third watch, so that no one can survive the fifth watch?"
"Absolutely. In fact, we don't eat people very much now. There are too many substitutes, and the legal system is too sound now. It's troublesome to have less people. By the way, do you want to go to work? If I'm not wrong, you will be late."
I was startled, looked up at the time, and considered the morning traffic. I was either about to be late, or I was already late. I grabbed my clothes, packed my things and rushed out of the door. When I started the car
, I suddenly discovered something. It seems that for me, being late is more terrifying than discovering that tomatoes can talk. Is this the tragedy of being a worker?
I was so confused all day that I didn’t even know what I was doing. Fortunately, because I was the only employee in the school who dealt with student affairs, and students kept coming to me, the principal gave me a separate small office. I
As long as it's not school time, there's almost no one here.
I was typing files on the computer, thinking about what Tomato said yesterday, and suddenly my mind clicked and I opened Baidu. I first checked whether cats can become sperm. Sure enough, old cats can become sperm, but it seems to be different from Tomato.
That's a bit wrong. On the Internet, old cats refer to extremely old cats that have lived to a sufficient age. Even in Sakura Country, there is a saying that old cats cannot be raised. However, in China, there seem to be very few cats that become spirits. The main reason is that black cats ward off evil spirits.
.Think about Tomato’s spotted body, but it doesn’t look like a black cat at all. Then there is the legend of Sakura State, which is called a cat or a cat. The former is an extremely old cat that turned into a spirit, and the latter is a cat demon that brings harm to the world. Tomato is
That kind? She said she is a shemale type, so that means she is a monster?
I started searching for transvestites again. The screen was full of Thai characters, so I had no choice but to change the keywords to: monsters, transvestites. This time I found the level of monsters. But it was different from what Tomato said. Gods, humans and ghosts in the world.
The saying comes from Journey to the West, and it refers to heavenly beings, earthly beings, gods, human beings and ghosts. There are no human beings or ghosts. What is going on?
However, there is a post saying that the level of a monster depends on its ability, and the manifestation of ability is mainly determined by the number of limbs. This statement is mainly summarized in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, such as the nine-tailed fox with nine tails, the four-winged Emperor Jiang,
There are three-legged golden crows, nine-headed birds, hydra and so on. Cambodia also seems to have a myth of ranking of heads, mainly talking about three-headed snakes, five-headed snakes and seven-headed snakes. The cherry blossom country is famous
It's the Yamata no Orochi, with eight heads. But Tomato doesn't see any difference, it just can speak human language. Isn't she deceiving me?
I looked up Wang Shouren again. Indeed, a few words Tomato said were said by Wang Yangming. But what does it mean? Did she become enlightened by herself? Then Wang Yangming has not become Tathagata Buddha, and any animal sitting down to listen to the sutra can get it.
Dao becomes immortal? Tomato is not a white mouse.
At present, it seems that Tomato is neither Nekomata nor a transformed cat. Is she a fairy? Is she a monster? It’s really a headache. Monsters, demons, ghosts, and monsters all have their own classifications. Why do I feel that Tomato doesn’t look like any of them.
In annoyance, I clicked on the camera. Although there was no record card, I could still observe. After the camera was successfully connected, I swung the camera left and right. Suddenly the big face of Tomato appeared in the camera, which scared me. Then I watched
As she opened her mouth to the camera, I quickly turned on the intercom function.
"You! Are you peeking at me again!"
"No, I'll just see if it works or not."
"Hmph, let's talk about it when we come back tonight. I also want to talk to you. Also, I want to eat beef tonight. You go buy it. Otherwise, I will eat you!"
"Yes, I'll be there soon!"
Turning off the camera, I felt like I was being blackmailed, by a cat. My mood can only be described as baffling and helpless. But to be honest, I also have a lot of questions to ask. The call last night
It doesn't satisfy my curiosity.
I couldn't sit still any longer in the afternoon, so I said hello to the principal and told me that I hadn't slept much last night while working on documents and could I leave early. The principal looked at the huge dark circles under my eyes and didn't say anything, so he asked me to go back.
Home. I went straight to the supermarket, bought a 5-pound piece of beef brisket, and ran straight home.
Hey, Tomato is not here? Is she really good at opening and closing the door, running out to play every day, and even said she wanted to talk to me, making herself like the general manager. While I was cursing, I cut the beef brisket in half and stewed it for myself.
On top, the other half is filled with a plate. This is dinner for tomatoes.
Halfway through the stew, I heard the door ring. Alas, she knew how to use a password door. Well, when she got home, she knew how to rub her paws, turn around and close the door, and also lock the door. What can I say, I'll just watch.
Then I saw Tomato strolling over, glanced at me first, and then asked me: "Have you stewed beef?"
"Yes, I've saved it for you."
"No, put less salt. I'll eat it stewed too."
"What? If you didn't tell me earlier, I would only stew half of it."
"You didn't even ask me. My identity has been exposed. How can I still eat raw food?"
"You...shouldn't you eat raw?"
"Who told you that I must eat raw food? Don't you know that cooked food can make meat protein easier to digest and easier for the body to absorb? It can also be disinfected and remove parasites and putrefactive mold."
"...", these scientific terms are said from the mouth of a cat, and it is a cat monster. This is called unscientific.
"But I don't want it to be too salty, and I don't want it to be too sweet. Too salty food can easily lead to stones. I died like this in one life because I was too gluttonous."
Okay, this is a cat with its own requirements for diet.
I quickly took out another pot and processed the remaining half of the beef. Tomato squatted beside the stove and looked at me. In the past, I was always afraid of her making trouble and never let her go to the cooking table. Now there seems to be no reason to drive her away.
.
I was speechless at dinner. I added soy sauce to my bowl. Tomato used her claws to neatly pick up pieces of beef and enjoyed it. I looked at her and she looked at the beef, relatively speechless. In fact, I ate very badly.
An Wen, it’s not that I don’t have anything to say. On the contrary, I have a lot of things to ask, but I don’t know how to say them. You can tell me that the other person is an easy person, talk about hobbies, and talk about recent work and study, anything can open up the topic. I
You can't ask Tomato, how are you doing at work and study recently? Is there anything you can't do? I'm not sick.
Tomato is very smart, she spoke first. "I need a phone call."
"What?"
"I need a phone, like yours, that can watch videos. And this way I can still contact you."
"Where do you put it? In your pocket? You're not a kangaroo."
"You're a kangaroo, I can put it in your ears."
"What? How to put it?" "That's it."
Tomato suddenly made one of its ears very big, as big as an elephant's ear. The upper ear is a big bag, and the lower ear is a small bag. I was dumbfounded at the tomato's disproportionately big ears.
, is this the so-called magical power??
"Okay...you convinced me. Do you have magical powers?"
"Yes, I read in Journey to the West that Sun Dasheng can put golden cudgels in his ears. I practice this way too. It's very convenient."
"Okay, let's go online and choose a mobile phone later. Do you have any magical powers, such as turning stones into gold, or making some money? Buying a mobile phone also requires money. Hehe."
"You think it's so beautiful. What kind of magical power is that? Our magical powers are slowly developed according to our own needs and characteristics. For example, in addition to hearing things with my ears, I can also see day and night, perceive all things, and hide.
Shape remains.”
"Okay, okay, you started pulling again."
"If you learn magical powers, you are probably a money addict. Don't you want some money? I can't lose you."