In the dark night, a scorpion that came out alone to forage for food slowly crawled in the desert.

As if it had found something, it stopped. As if to express its excitement, it touched the right one with its left pliers, and then crawled straight forward.

In the moonlight, in front of the scorpion, a body suspected to be a human male xìng lay horizontally. Of course, in the eyes of the scorpion, he is just a pile of lumps of meat. After wagging its venomous tail happily, the scorpion couldn't wait to move its two large pincers. To its bewilderment, the pincers touched the soft sand and plunged deep into it. At the same time, a dark shadow swept in front of its eyes.

The little scorpion instinctively reacted defensively, quickly pulling out the murderous weapon inserted into the sand and blocking its head, and the poisonous needle on its tail pointed directly at the black shadow. Strangely, it feels its own tail, surprisingly light.

In the next moment, the arthropod's tail fell from its roots, and green slime squirted out of the stump.

While feeling the pain, the enraged scorpion turned its head to see the sneak attacker, which it had thought was delicious and could be eaten for a week's meal.

"Food" waved the object in his hand, smiled and said something to it, and then circled around the opponent who was twice the size, trying to sneak up on its back.

The scorpion is not stupid either, and has always maintained a face-to-face posture with the man, and his six feet are still moving.

The man dressed as a lizard hunter walked around for a while, and suddenly changed his mind, and stopped to look at the hungry little scorpion with a broken tail with a playful eye.

With the intelligence of the juvenile scorpion, it decided to kill the creature that had deprived it of its ability to paralyze its prey and mate, and then eat it on the spot. The idea was perfect, but the result of turning on its pair of pincers again was the loss of one of them. Once again, I saw a black shadow, and one of the parts on my body fell again, spewing out slime.

It is generally believed that when dealing with a scorpion, you just need to be careful not to be pricked by its poisonous needle. And in fact, dealing with a scorpion that has mutated to the size of yours or even bigger than you is not just about cutting off its tail. "Be careful! Don't be trampled to death by scorpions! "This is the joke that is widely circulated among lizard hunters.

Obviously, the little hunter didn't have much experience, and when he faced the small scorpion with one left "hand" left, he relaxed his whole body before swinging a knife at its head. Maybe he was too relaxed, or maybe it was because the scorpion was left-handed, and the knife he held vigorously in both hands was tightly clamped by the pliers, and it began to have some slight deformation.

The carapace-covered creature triumphantly looked back at the predator who was trying to pull the blade back, thinking that the opponent was caught and could not move. Yellow, cloudy mucus began to flow from the side of its mouthparts, as if in preparation for its feeding. But......

With a "fight", the scorpion felt a black "eye", and then its only eater and body were lifted together, and then there was a sharp pain in its soft abdomen. After about 30 kicks, the poor little guy was finally freed.

"Huh, huh, huh......" The surviving man immediately dropped the body after adding more than ten feet and confirming the scorpion's death, and sat down on the sand, panting while pulling out the foot that was stuck to him when the scorpion was struggling before he died. Although he did such a large amount of "activity" and felt like he was burned, he didn't sweat much. "Not good." He muttered to himself as he laboriously pulled the knife from the pliers, and with trembling hands skillfully cut open the shell of the scorpion's tail, eating raw a piece of flesh near the tip of the tail, and then used his hands to cut open the red and swollen wound and bleed and detoxify. Lizard hunters don't just hunt white and golden lizards, they also hunt scorpions. If you are poisoned by scorpions and cannot find an antidote, you should eat raw meat near the caudal gland to detoxify. If an inexperienced hunter does it, although eating the incorrect part will not make the poison worse (scorpion venom does not have much effect on the stomach), they will most likely be too panicked and cut their hands, which will deepen the poison xìng, and finally die of painful convulsions.

It was already the middle of the night, and judging from his behavior, the young man who looked like a thief more than a lizard hunter finally staggered to his feet, adjusted his pupils that had been too narrowed by the residual poison, saw the location of the scorpion's corpse, and walked over slowly. "Delicious~~~" While cutting open the back of the scorpion's head with skillful techniques, he sighed and tasted the scorpion's brain marrow.

Like a standard thief, with a keen sense of hearing, he heard a voice not far away.

(Symptoms after being infected with scorpion venom: no or little sweating, burning pain, red and swollen wounds, fever all over the body, rapid heartbeat, chest tightness and shortness of breath.) ）

It was the rustle of its claws crawling on the sand, louder than the scorpion had just made as it walked. The hunter knew very well what he had encountered—it was an adult scorpion. Although there was still a residual poison to subside, the young man immediately put on a posture of slipping away.

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