Chapter 24: Top-grade psychic mice

Xiangyang Primary School is located in the suburbs of the city, two or three miles behind there is a small forest, the trees are luxuriant, overgrown with weeds, and there are very few people who come here on weekdays.

Song Jiajun came more often because he had found a bird's nest here before, and he took Sun Mohan deeper into the woods with a familiar car.

"Big brother, be careful, there are a lot of thorny branches here, and I pricked them several times when I came in before. Qian Xiaoming reminded.

Sun Mohan nodded, in his previous life, he was a native of the mountains, and he was not afraid of this kind of formation.

The three of them searched back and forth in the woods, but they didn't see any trace of the colorful squirrel, Song Jiajun sighed and said: "This squirrel was probably frightened and hid before, and now it's not easy to find." ”

Qian Xiaoming panted and said, "Otherwise, let's rest for a while, I can't walk." ”

It was already very hot, and they had indeed been walking for more than an hour, and they were all a little tired, so the three of them sat down and prepared to rest for a while.

Qian Xiaoming sat on the ground, opened his schoolbag, took out a few buns and said, "Fortunately, I am prepared, the physical exertion is too great, it's time to replenish my energy." ”

Sun Mohan couldn't help but shake his head, remembering that a sentence makes sense, the one who loves food is not necessarily a fat person, but every fat person loves to eat.

Qian Xiaoming gave the buns to Sun Mohan and Song Jiajun, and Song Jiajun ate the skin on the outside and threw the meat filling into the grass.

Qian Xiaoming hurriedly said: "Why don't you throw it away, don't you eat it for me, what delicious meat." ”

Song Jiajun smiled bitterly: "You said earlier, I don't like meat, so when I go to the canteen to eat in the future, I will give you all the meat." ”

Qian Xiaoming's eyes exuded a trace of scorching brilliance, and he smiled innocently: "This can be had, Song Jiajun, you are really my good brother." ”

Sun Mohan didn't speak, and both of them couldn't help but look at him, only to see him look at the grass in front of him with a cautious face, and then suddenly broke the bun and threw the meat filling into the grass.

Qian Xiaoming choked again: "Big brother, what are you doing here, didn't you say that if you don't like to eat, leave it to me, my meat......"

Song Jiajun was obviously more clever than Qian Xiaoming, he saw that Sun Mohan's face was a little solemn, and he couldn't help but look at the grass in front of him, and the next second he seemed to see something in the grass that seemed to be circling around.

"That multicolored squirrel might be in the grass. Sun Mohan suddenly whispered.

Song Jiajun nodded and said, "Big brother, you are so powerful, that squirrel may be eating the meat filling we just threw in, if you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have found out." ”

Qian Xiaoming paused for a moment and said, "No, squirrels don't eat pine nuts, they also eat meat?"

Song Jiajun whispered: "This colorful squirrel is different, what's so strange about eating meat." ”

"Don't alarm it yet, the three of us are outflanked by three heads, pay attention to the light movements, fat man, you are slow with your hands and feet, don't try to catch it, you just need to hold one direction, don't let him slip away from your direction." Sun Mohan whispered.

Qian Xiaoming nodded very self-knowingly, and Sun Mohan said to Song Jiajun again: "I'll try to see if I can communicate with it first, if not, you can find a way to catch it." ”

Song Jiajun nodded, he also knew that Sun Mohan had a special ability, he was better at communicating with animals.

Soon, the three of them divided into three directions, cautiously outflanking the location of the colorful squirrel.

In the dense grass, a small squirrel with a colorful body is eating meat, its eating method is very delicate, chewing little by little, and from time to time it will lick its lips and taste it.

When Sun Mohan saw this multicolored squirrel for the first time, his whole eyes lit up, this multicolored squirrel was so beautiful and cute, it simply subverted his view of the species of rats.

At this time, the three of them were still ten meters away from the location of the colorful squirrel, originally Sun Mohan wanted to get closer, and then try to activate the pet spirit skill to see if he could communicate with this special colorful squirrel first, but at this time, the pig teammate appeared, Qian Xiaoming accidentally tripped over a stone and fell to the ground, so painful that he immediately screamed.

The multicolored squirrel was startled and sprang to a large tree on the left.

Sun Mohan's face turned green, but seeing Qian Xiaoming covering his knees in pain, he didn't blame him, and whispered to Song Jiajun: "You take care of the fat man first." ”

In the next second, Sun Mohan cautiously approached the big tree, and he easily found the colorful squirrel, which was hiding on the branch of the tallest tree at the moment, holding a lump of uneaten meat filling in his hand, and savoring it carefully.

Sun Mohan felt that Song Jiajun's judgment was wrong, this colorful squirrel was not so afraid of fright, Sun Mohan felt that it was not afraid of people at all, and his speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with his bare hands.

As for the trap, Song Jiajun had tried it before, but it didn't work at all, which also showed that this colorful squirrel was extremely smart, thinking of this, Sun Mohan felt more and more that this colorful squirrel was definitely psychic.

Now that you have been psychic, you should be able to communicate with it using the pet's spirit primary skill.

As soon as he thought of this, Sun Mohan didn't delay any longer, shook the black mole in his palm, and then tried to shout at the colorful squirrel on the branch: "Little squirrel, come down and come down, I still have something delicious here." ”

The colorful squirrel really reacted, it adjusted its direction, glanced at Sun Mohan under the tree slightly, squeaked twice, and quickly turned its head again.

The primary pet spirit skill can only make the animal understand his own words, but he can't know the animal's language, Sun Mohan couldn't help but sigh.

Judging by the way it looked just now, it should be unwilling to cooperate, maybe it is too smart, it has seen through countless traps, and it has long stopped believing in human words.

Although it can barely communicate, it is not as obedient as Da Hei, and he can't catch him with his bare hands, Sun Mohan was a little difficult for a while, he thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of a key point.

Since it is very likely to be a psychic animal, is it possible to sell cuteness to it first, gain favor, and then activate the pet spirit skill again, just like the first time you subdued Dahei?

As soon as he thought of this, Sun Mohan immediately began to sell cuteness to the colorful squirrels on the branches.

"Little squirrel, do you think I'm cute? I'll sing to you, one, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight the tiger, the tiger didn't find it, I found a little squirrel, the little squirrel is cute and cute, I want to be friends with you......"

Sun Mohan thinks that he has sung this song very cutely, and his expression is in place enough, if the colorful squirrel is really psychic, he should gain a certain favorability.

But in the next second, Sun Mohan found that he was wrong, a big mistake, after he sold the cuteness, the colorful squirrel not only had a good impression, but also picked a few pine seeds from the pine tree and smashed them at him.

NMMP, this baby really met an opponent today!

"Little brother of the system, help me, how can I subdue this colorful squirrel?Why is it useless for me to sell cuteness in front of it?" In desperation, Sun Mohan could only try to ask for help from the system.

"This is a high-grade psychic mouse, subduing its host can activate the second-level pet spirit skill, as for how to subdue it, the host can only figure out its own way. A metallic voice sounded in my head.

It's really not ordinary, but how can you accept it?