"Knock knock."

The sound of sheep's hooves on the grass was unusually clear, and the smell became stronger and stronger.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" Master Poker shouted vigilantly.

It's not going to be a direct one, but what about the so-called thinking time?

The sound of the sheep's hooves finally stopped, and everyone could feel that the sheep was within reach.

"Hmph, it seems that no matter what kind of creature it is, it is reluctant in the face of death." The sheep said coldly behind the poker master, and the damp white gas continued to spew out from the sheep's mouth.

"Away, stay away from me." The poker guru shouted.

"It's so familiar, it's like yesterday." Yang sighed, "It's just that the two sides have changed positions, huh." ”

"Yesterday, did anything happen yesterday?" Lingling asked tentatively.

"Yes, you might as well tell me what's going on." Ziqi also said on the side.

Although the smell of the sheep became stronger as soon as it opened its mouth, Ziqi wished that this sheep had the same penchant for speech as No. 1, and it was best that the sheep's mouth would be opened and he would never close it again.

In this way, this sheep's mouth will not have time to eat everyone.

"Life is wonderful, huh." The sheep continued to sigh as if no one was around.

"So, what is the wonder of this life?" Ling Ling asked cautiously again.

"Hmph, little girl, I know what you're thinking." For the first time, there was a little warmth in the sheep's voice, "Don't worry, I said I would give you some time to think." So don't tempt me, don't interrupt me, just let me talk quietly, baa. ”

"Okay, okay." Ling Ling whispered.

This sheep seems to be smarter than you think?

"First of all, let me introduce myself, I am the head of the three heroes of the grassland, and the black sheep ...... the skull" The sheep's voice returned to coldness.

But before it could finish its sentence, it was immediately interrupted by Master Poker.

"Open, craniotomy? What is the skull? Whose head is opened? ”

"If you dare to interrupt me again, I promise to open your head, huh." The black sheep said coldly.

"You, you dare!" Poker adults go toe-to-toe.

"Boom."

The sound of hooves sounded again, and the black sheep took a big step forward, and the huge head of the sheep was now hanging behind the head of the poker master.

Lord Poker's heart was pounding, and he could clearly feel the cloudy breath coming out of the sheep's mouth stirring his long hair.

I can't see it, but I can feel that it's a big guy!

"Don't dare, we don't dare anymore." The spirit on the side immediately said, "We won't interrupt you again, we'll just listen carefully." ”

"Hmph, for your sake, I'll bypass him this time." The black sheep's head retreated slightly, "When I didn't let you speak, you'd better not say a word, because there is nothing in this world that is more cunning and deceitful than you humans, so I will never give you a second chance, huh." ”

The black sheep was satisfied, because finally no one spoke.

There was not even a voice to answer "yes".

Although Master Poker had cursed the sheep a thousand times in his heart, this time he didn't say anything, because the guy's tone didn't sound like a joke.

"Good, good, as much as I hate humans, I have to praise you, you are all very smart, at least much more cunning than us so-called animals, huh." The black sheep slowly straightened his head as he spoke.

It was still quiet, and the crowd seemed to have lost their souls like the white windmill that didn't turn.

"Tell me my story." Black Sheep fell into the memory, "I used to be an ordinary ram, living on the vast ice field, although the living environment is very harsh, but I am very satisfied. Because in your human language, I have a wife and children, and my family is happy. ”

Everyone was listening, because it was the only thing they could do, who could neither move nor make a sound.

But Lingling was thinking quickly.

No matter how long it is, there will always be an end to the story of the black sheep, and then they will be in danger, and they must find some way.

It was a privileged thing to communicate, but the sheep did not allow everyone to speak as if they were afraid of being deceived, so the only advantage was gone.

But this black sheep will definitely have the possibility of letting everyone speak in the process of writing his own story, after all, the tone of the story is very heavy, and a sad story must be echoed.

So what to say?

Because there won't be too many opportunities to speak after all, maybe only two or three sentences, how to protect everyone in three words?

This is something that Lingling has been thinking about at the moment.

"But then I had nothing!" The Black Sheep's voice was full of anger, "I think you can also guess why I lost everything, it's all thanks to you humans!" Baa! ”

"Cold antelope? Hahahahaha, huh. The black sheep laughed out loud like a human, "What a ridiculous name." We live on ice sheets, so we call them cold antelopes? ”

Antelope? It's a familiar name, as if I've seen it somewhere.

Lord Poker frowned and thought about it, but his brow remained unmoving.

"Living on the vast ice field is inherently a competition with cold, darkness, lack of food, and the ubiquitous beasts, but these are not the most terrifying, because these things are not worth mentioning in front of you humans, huh." Black Sheep said in high spirits.

"I don't know when we became precious things that could only eat the barren grass on the ice field. The cold antelope is a treasure in this world, a rare delicacy in the world, and when this news spreads throughout the island, the end of our race is coming. ”

After hearing this, Lord Poker finally remembered where he had heard the word "cold antelope".

In the inn not far from the Wind Turbine Bureau, it was the cold antelope that he was feasting on that night.

An indescribable feeling instantly rose in the heart of the poker master.

"Humans are coming." Black Sheep said this sentence in a flat tone.

But behind the bland tone is not bland, there is also a wordless accusation hidden there. On the back of this sentence there are four words clearly: "The end is coming".

"Knives, axes, arrows." Black Sheep continued, "Traps, bullets, ovens with cumin. In short, human beings do everything they can, and my companions have all turned into green smoke in the end, and the cold antelope is afraid that it has died out on this continent. ”

Dead out?

The poker master immediately thought of a question, could it be that he spent a lot of money on a fake?

But soon he blushed at his thoughts, and in the end there was only one thought left in his mind.

Maybe we humans are really cruel?

"Every time I go out foraging for food, I always try to hide my children, but how cunning humans are, even though they didn't leave any footprints, eventually my three children left me." The black sheep's voice is very calm, as if telling someone else's story.

"I'm crazy, really crazy. Smelling the peculiar scent of human beings, I searched desperately, and through the vast plains I came to a warm place, where I saw a scene that I will never forget. ”

A scene of a lifetime?

Maybe it was the scene in the inn last night, with a shiny knife stuck in a pot of mutton, next to a pot of wine and a table of people talking and laughing.

Poker adults feel that their chests are clogged.

"Windmill, I saw a windmill." Black Sheep speaks amazingly.

"It was also a grassland, the windmill was standing on the grassland and slowly turning, the sun was about to set, and the sky was a gorgeous sunset, which was very beautiful for me who lived in the ice field all year round. But at this moment I saw several people sitting next to the windmill, one of them with his hand slightly turning, and a smell slowly spread across the grassland. ”

Lord Poker's heart tightened instantly, and his guess was correct, that hand was clearly doing something.

"I know my kids are here, and these people smell like my kids." "But I couldn't find them anywhere, and I didn't dare approach them, so I could only linger around until the sun went down. It was a very sunny day, and the breeze on the prairie was gentle, and the smell was getting stronger and stronger, and the hand was doing something there, until the sky was full of stars, and I heard him say two words lightly, ripe. ”

The hearts of poker adults hit rock bottom.

The man was indeed barbecuing.

Roast lamb.

The sound broke my gut, and I immediately understood what he was doing, and I leaned in while it was dark and they were eating, and at last, I could see clearly. There was an iron shelf, and under the shelf was a blazing firewood, and on the shelf was a charred corpse, which was already illegible, but I could tell at a glance that it was my child. ”

The voice of the black sheep looks unusually desolate in the grassland.

"No wonder I couldn't smell the child, because he was completely charred and covered with thick ingredients. Cumin, chili, sesame seeds, salt, these things spread evenly on my child's body, believing his own taste, that pure, stupid taste. "The black sheep seemed to be in tears.

"Soon, my child's body was packed on a silver platter, and a short knife with a glittering cold light cut his body apart in an instant." Black Sheep paused and continued, "At this point I heard them talking, and they were loudly praising the taste of my child and making impatient expressions, and soon I heard the sound of gnawing bones. ”

The crowd also seemed to hear the sound of gnawing on bones.

"They were very merry, and they took a sip of meat and wine, and soon my poor boy had no body left, only a slightly scorched bone, and then one of them said, "It is better to eat sheep's brains." Did you hear that? Can you understand how I was feeling? Baa~"

This belated "blea" brought the poker adults to tears.

He also instantly understood why this sheep was called "skull-opening black sheep".