The bright moon hung on the top of the rows of buildings in the city. It did not light up many dark corners, but it gave people a feeling of brightness. Even though he had walked through a Cemetery full of lonely graves, he seemed to be a lot braver with the company of such moonlight.
This orange cat was just like that. It bravely jumped over the grave and ran under the pale moonlight.
There was a black envelope in its mouth, and a small armband was tied to its front paw. It looked like it had the words " qingang " on it.
He passed through the slanted gravestones and startled a group of wild dogs wandering among the gravestones.
Many of them had bones that they had dug out from God knows where in their mouths. There was a bit of black rotten meat stuck to the bones. Their eyes were green, like will-o'- the-wisps. However, such a fierce wild dog felt a faint fear in front of this fat orange cat.
