The Whispering Verses Chapter 352: The power of cats
"Here's the plan."
After saying hello to the happy cat, Shade asked the priest to sit down with him, while Mrs. Freeman held the boy and sat on the single sofa far away.
"Don't move."
Keeping the cat quiet on her lap, Mia watched with big eyes as Shade covered it with a pillow towel. After a few seconds, the pillow cover moved downward slightly, as if Mia had shrunk out of thin air. Taking away the pillow cover, Mia's wooden toy, which had shrunk by about one-third, appeared on Shade's lap.
The oil painting was placed on the coffee table, and Shade placed the Mia wooden toy on the oil painting:
“We cannot interfere with the inside of the oil painting outside the oil painting, but the things inside the oil painting can interfere with the inside of the oil painting.”
As he spoke, he let go of his hand, and Mia's lifelike cute puppet with big eyes immediately melted into the oil painting. Because the puppet is so large, instead of entering the model of the house, it comes to the table and changes from puppet form back to its normal form.
Suddenly appearing in a strange environment, the cat once again showed fear. But before it could explode, Shade's hand reached into the oil painting and gently patted the cat's little head.
"Meow~"
This time the orange cat was no longer afraid. It squinted its eyes, lowered its head and licked its paws. This cat quite believed that where Shade was, there would be no danger.
"This, touch this."
After patting the cat a few times, Shade pointed to the toy model of the house on the table. Because he didn't know whether the sound from outside could be transmitted inside, Shade made a few gestures with his hands.
The cat, which has become increasingly smart recently, immediately looked in the direction of the finger, which was the house model. But because the pet cat has always been very well-behaved, it has no habit of destroying things at will. He squatted there with his head stretched out and rubbed Shade's hand, his amber eyes widened and he just looked at it, not moving.
"In this case"
Xia De thought for a moment and reached out to touch the house model again. After his hand was blocked by an invisible barrier, he shook his hand in the painting, making it look like it was injured. After letting out a weak wail outside the screen, he lowered his hand to the table and twitched. The hand seemed to be dead and motionless.
Priest Augustus was holding back a smile.
"Meow!"
Mia immediately showed fear in the picture, stretched out her head and rubbed the "dead" hand. Seeing that it was motionless, she immediately blocked Shade's hand and made a threatening gesture towards the house model. look.
Seeing that the other party didn't move at all and didn't roar at it, the cat suddenly became bolder. Lowering his head, the orange cat charged and directly knocked the house model two inches (about 5.08 centimeters) towards the table.
The cat becomes bolder when the other party still doesn't move. Press your head against the model and slowly push it toward the table. With more than half of the chassis of the model hanging in the air, it finally fell to the ground outside the painting and disappeared within the observation range of Shade and Priest August.
For the first time, a sound came from the screen. It was the sound of a house model crashing.
Shade took the cat out of the painting. The cat meowed excitedly, rubbed against Shade's right hand, and its tail was wagging, as if it was happy that it had done something big for itself.
"Is it over?"
The priest frowned and asked. After all, destroying the house in the picture would relieve the impact, which was just their guess.
But at least when the house fell to the ground, neither Shade nor the boy was hurt, which means that at least their relationship with the puppets in passively suffering damage has been resolved.
"Wait. Quick, Mrs. Freeman, hold the child and back to the wall!"
Black smoke suddenly floated out from the oil painting. The priest and Shade stood up immediately, but the middle-aged woman reacted a step slower.
The black smoke has fallen on the floor. A strange man who is more than two and a half meters tall, with straps all over his body, only one eye exposed, and a black broken hat on his head, has actually appeared in the real world.
It seemed to be completely irrational. After it came to the real world, it first raised its head and roared, and then with its right hand wrapped in black smoke, it stabbed the boy in Mrs. Freeman's hand who was closest to it with a knife.
Shad raised his hand and waved out the moonlight, but the priest was faster, and the gray light ball in his hand also flew out. However, even if neither of them did anything, the boy would be fine, because another black smoke flew out from the oil painting, and the undead Mr. Freeman blocked the tall weirdo's weapon with his soul.
This is a real undead. It seems that with the destruction of the house model, not only the bandage puppets, but also the undigested souls in the paintings can escape. It's just that the soul looks very weak, and it becomes even weaker after being slashed by the bandage monster in the real world.
He turned around sadly, Mrs. Freeman and the boy, unable to see the state of his soul.
Shad's moonlight and the priest's gray light ball had already arrived behind the monster. The moonlight cut off its head, and the gray light ball directly exploded its chest.
This thing was really weak and pitiful. After suffering such an injury, it slowly turned into ashes and disappeared.
Looking at the oil painting again, the bandage puppet stood alone in the position of the original house model, motionless like a real puppet. Thinking about it, it will not develop its own characteristics again until the painting is brought back into a new building and the painting itself is touched.
After waiting for a while and confirming that the matter was completely resolved, Shade and Priest August finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's over, Mrs. Freeman, don't worry, it's over."
The old priest consoled him.
"Will it happen in the future?"
The middle-aged woman was really frightened.
"Don't worry, this matter is over, but we will take this painting away. If you are still worried, you can go to the church to pray. I remember that you do not believe in my Lord [Mr. Liming]. Madam, do you want to listen? Let’s follow the teachings of our Lord and may the light of dawn always shine on us!”
Priest Augustus said cheerfully while drawing the Holy Emblem on his chest. Mrs. Freeman smiled awkwardly and said to Shade:
"It's really troublesome for you two. Please take this painting away. We don't dare to keep it."
She held the boy's hand and wanted to bow and thank them both. But the boy looked around, but no matter how he looked, he could not see Mr. Freeman, who was standing by helplessly watching them at this moment.
He is already dead, and his soul has not been completely absorbed by the relic, so he can be rescued. But death is death, and weak souls cannot be seen by ordinary people.
Shad hugged the cat while Priest August briefly explained the cause and effect of the whole incident to Mrs. Freeman, letting her understand that the incident was over.
Then, the priest gave Shade a wink, and he took Mrs. Freeman and the boy to Dr. Schneider's clinic to pick up the little girl, while Shade was responsible for handling the painting.
When the group of people separated downstairs in the rental apartment, Mrs. Freeman still held Shade's hand and couldn't help but thank her. After they left, Shade held Mia in one hand and held the album with the oil painting in the other, and then looked at the soul standing in the shadow of the house next to him.
To deal with this relic, you still have to go to the doctor. The reason why Priest August did not go with Shade was so that Shade could stay and deal with the soul and persuade it to move on instead of staying here.