Wouldn't it really be a mouse, Wu Zheng carefully looked at the things in the playboy's hand. I saw that the thing was covered in black hair, and a big tail grew on its buttocks. Fat, it is completely different from the appearance of thin mice and other creatures in Wu Zheng's impression. But this is a mouse without a problem, Wu Zhenghu stared at that thing suspiciously for a long time, and he didn't see anything famous.

A sharp-beaked piston, with white and long teeth, four small flexible claws, and a large black tail, is a lot of everything. It's just looking at it, and it feels a little weird, as if the rat is blessed, and it's more nutritious than other rats, so it's fat. In the end, Wu Zheng finally came to the conclusion that this was a big black mouse.

At this time, the playboy was carrying the tail of the big mouse, which was the length of the dandy's arm. Being carried by the dude like this, the big rat was almost touching the ground. And looking at the degree of force when the playboy grabbed it, Wu Zheng estimated that there were dozens of catties.

When the playboy saw Wu Zheng come forward to look, he didn't stop him, and he was very proud, as if he was selling his booty. "It's okay, let's eat it mixed with my son. The playboy said shyly, not afraid of flashing his waist.

Wu Zheng raised his eyebrows upward, and in an instant, his left eye was much bigger than his own eye, and he was so surprised that he was so big and small. "Just eat this. Wu Zheng wanted to confirm again, he hadn't eaten this thing. Although he had heard that when he was hungry, some people would catch mice to eat, but Wu Zheng didn't want to try it. Let's not talk about whether this thing is delicious or not, the key is whether it can be eaten.

The playboy seemed to see Wu Zheng's worries, so he said: "It's okay, it's all dead, don't bite." The playboy spoke softly, but Wu Zheng felt that the playboy was luring him into the bait. Wu Zheng shook his head like a drum, but his stomach screamed uncontrollably.

The playboy laughed, and said in his heart that you are still pretending, seeing that you are hungry and still not eating. So, even though Wu Zheng was a hundred unhappy, he still lit the fire. Wu Zheng hid the little short knife well this time, but the playboy didn't cut Wu Zheng's clothes like last time. Wu Zheng was originally wearing thin, so one piece of cloth a day, it is estimated that within three days, the cotton clothes will become vests. Fortunately, the playboy is not so cruel, and the playboy used a different method this time.

Wu Zheng and the playboy made firewood, and the playboy put the firewood together and stood up. A pile of firewood was arranged in a pointed cone by the dude, and then surrounded by picked stones. At this time, the playboy stretched out his hand to Wu Zheng, and Wu Zheng knew that the playboy was asking for a small short knife. Wu Zheng slowly handed over the knife, thinking that the playboy was going to cut his clothes again. However, as soon as the playboy took the knife, he left Wu Zheng aside.

Wu Zheng was a little puzzled and continued to observe the playboy. I saw the dude pick up a branch from the ground and polish it with a small short knife. Wood chips fell into the stone circle that the playboy had just laid out, and slowly accumulated more and more. The dude cut half a branch and felt that it was almost done, so he threw down the branch and handed the knife back. Wu Zheng was fascinated by it, and it took a long time to react and take the knife. Then the dude picked up two more stones from the ground and slammed them together.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the scenery in the distance was no longer clear. With the impact of the playboy, sparks suddenly flew out. Immediately afterward, there was another crash. The dude slammed the stones together again, and the sparks burst out again. Wu Zheng saw that more and more sparks kept falling into the wood chips, and then the wood chips were ignited. After that, the fire was so fierce that it set the entire pile on fire. And so the fire arose. Wu Zheng, who was watching from the sidelines, was about to drop his jaw in shock, and said in his heart that there was such a method, why not use it last time. However, Wu Zheng is not a cautious person, so he has to worry about this matter. After all, it's a good thing that a playboy can make a fire.

Wu Zheng stepped forward to add firewood, and then squatted next to him and began to roast the fire. The playboy threw the big mouse at Wu Zheng, who was so frightened that he suddenly got up, not wanting to let the thing get wet. In Wu Zheng's opinion, that mouse was not only ugly but also dirty, and Wu Zheng didn't want to touch it at all. But the playboy stood behind Wu Zheng and said, "You do it, I'll eat." ”

Wu Zheng was not happy, and just wanted to refuse, but he heard the playboy say again: "I catch the prey, and you dispose of the prey, which is very fair." The playboy's tone was threatening, and he was still angry at the back of Wu Zheng's neck after speaking. Wu Zheng is excited, where can he refuse.

That's it, master, I'll go out and fight with the mouse. Wu Zheng was holding a small short knife in his hand, and he didn't dare to start. The playboy on the side didn't want to see this bloody picture, and used a branch to sweep the snow around the fire to prevent the snow from melting and making the ground wet.

Finally, Wu Zheng mustered up his courage and stabbed into the flesh of the big black mouse. Although the mouse is dead, his body is still warm. Apparently he had just died, and the cold around him didn't stiffen him. As soon as the knife went down, the blood flowed out at once. In this situation, Wu Zheng was about to vomit when he saw it.

Seeing that something was wrong, the playboy hurriedly said, "Stay away from the fire and go somewhere else." Wu Zheng glared at the playboy and cursed in a low voice that the playboy was vicious. Gently picked up the mouse with a knife, but apparently Wu Zheng underestimated its weight and failed to pick it up. Helpless, Wu Zheng had no choice but to use his hands to learn the appearance of a playboy, grabbed the long tail of the mouse, and carried it aside.

After the playboy finished sweeping the snow next to the fire, he didn't see Wu Zheng finish it. So the playboy went around and found two big stones, placed them next to the fire, and prepared for Wu Zheng and himself to sit on. After that, the playboy added a few more firewood to the fire, and then Wu Zheng returned.

At this time, Wu Zheng's sleeves were rolled up, and his arms were full of blood. He grinned, and his arm holding the mouse was still shaking. The playboy also shuddered, and said in his heart that it was difficult to fight for Wu. But how could the playboy want to laugh at this time? Don't gloat, the playboy said to himself. But in the end, he couldn't hold back, and the dude still laughed, and tears were about to flow out.

Wu Zheng stared at the playboy viciously, really wanting to touch all the blood on the playboy's face and make the playboy disgusted. Wu Zheng was about to vomit, this mouse was really different from a rabbit. When Wu Zheng was dealing with the mouse, he tried his best to think of the mouse as a rabbit, but the big long tail was always reminding Wu Zheng that this was a big black mouse.

Wu Zheng walked back angrily and stuck the branch in the mouse's mouth. Suddenly there was another wave of nausea, this sour, the dude just listened to the voice. The playboy couldn't bear to look at Wu Zheng's face, but it is estimated that he should have been crying at this time.