In the moonlight, the fat man saw that the little flying fox's body began to tremble, as if he had an uncontrollable seizure.

It was at this time that the fat man noticed that there was another thing on the mound in front of the little flying fox.

The thing's snow-white coat color blended with the white fluorescence, and it was almost impossible to notice if you didn't look closely.

This fat thing looks like a mouse, but it's a little bigger, the size of a house cat.

The white mouse straightened up and stood on the mound, staring condescendingly at the little flying fox that had been scared and shaking, the fat man vaguely saw that the little flying fox was wet under his feet, but he didn't expect that the beast would be scared to pee by a mouse.

The white rat thief looked around for a moment, then licked its long, thin claws.

Behind it was a furry tail almost equal to its body length, and the two long ears on its head stretched out from behind its head like two wings, standing firmly upright. The white mouse's mouth is a thin, three-petaled mouth, making its face look like a shrunken yellow skin.

"What kind of rat breed is this, why haven't I seen it before, it shouldn't be a sperm, right?" The fat man squatted in the bushes and muttered secretly, "This older generation says that it is black for a thousand years and white for ten thousand years, and the white-haired rat has to cultivate the Tao for many years to grow like this?" ”

Looking at this white-haired mouse, the fat man felt a little weak in his heart, and wanted to move his steps to leave, but he really couldn't hold back his curiosity, wondering what this mouse would do to the little flying fox, and the bat actually saw the mouse scared to pee, who saw it?

At this time, the fat man saw the stinky flying fox that had stolen his five fish and had been showing off his might before kneeling down to the white mouse, and his hind legs were shaking violently, and the posture of kneeling was almost the same as that of a normal person.

The fat man looked at the little flying fox with some surprise, wondering if he was dazzled, a bunch of brutes would still understand these things?

Immediately afterwards, the fat man saw the white mouse swoop down from the grave, its thick and long tail dangling like a whip, the little flying fox still trembling and lying on the ground motionless, the long tentacles around the white mouse's mouth moved and moved, and its nose kept sniffing around the little flying fox, as if looking at its prey.

The fat man was a little speechless, isn't this stinky flying fox quite capable of running, why don't you run now, lying on the ground like a grandson, it seems that I think the fat man is a bully!

The fat man cursed the fox angrily, and at this time, a scene appeared in front of his eyes that he would never forget.

The little flying fox stood up from the ground, its legs were still shaking, but its eyes were dull and lifeless, as if it had been evil, and the white-haired mouse circled the little flying fox twice, left and right.

Immediately afterwards, the white mouse stretched out its sharp and long claws, and rubbed it back and forth on the belly of the little flying fox a few times, and the little flying fox's body trembled even more, and the feces and urine flowed all over the body, and he was about to be frightened crazy by the white mouse.

Then, with a pop, the white-haired mouse stabbed its claws into the belly of the flying fox, and in the bright moonlight, a touch of scarlet oozed out of the wound, dripping, and gradually the blood flowed more and more.

The little flying fox did not resist, allowing the white-haired mouse to cut open its belly, and then pulled out its intestines and scattered it on the ground, and the white-haired mouse stretched out its bloody claws and gnawed in front of the little flying fox.

Rao is fat man has seen more scenes in the tomb of the dead that are ten times more disgusting than this scene, but he will still be disgusted once he sees it, he closed his eyes and no longer looked at the poor little flying fox, and he didn't know what the white-haired mouse had done, and he was fascinated by the beast, and he was eaten by the white mouse and did not hurry to escape.

When the fat man opened his eyes again, the white-haired mouse had already ripped the little flying fox's internal organs and intestines, and the flying fox was still swaying upright as if it had been frozen.

Immediately afterwards, the white-haired mouse jumped back on the grave like a flash of white light, and then, the half-dead flying fox dragged its intestines and slowly walked to the tombstone in front of the grave.

With a soft 'bang', the fox slammed its head on it with all its might, and then stuck out its tongue and fell to the ground, its intestines still dragging out and hanging up.

The white-haired mouse jumped down from the grave, dragged its long tail and sniffed at the miserable corpse of the little flying fox, opened its sharp teeth and began to peel the skin and eat the meat.

The fat man looked at the heart for a while, squatting in the bushes for a long time, unconsciously his legs and feet were numb, he just wanted to rub his ankles, there was a bang, the bushes were made to move.

The fat man felt that the air around him immediately cooled down, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and there was ice ballast drilling down his neck and into his heart.

The fat man quietly looked up at the front with his heart hanging, and a cold sweat immediately broke out, leaving only the corpse of a flying fox in the place, and the miserable white fluorescence, and the white-haired mouse was gone.

Whew-

"Maybe I was scared away, right?" The fat man comforted himself in his heart.

Sou!

Suddenly, the fat man felt as if there was some movement on the top of his head, and when he looked up, he suddenly felt that his scalp was numb.

The white-haired mouse was hanging on the tree at the moment, staring straight at the fat man, and his eyes were ...... It's like a dead fish's eye.

……

The fat man's body was completely uncontrollable, and he felt like he had been drugged by this white-haired mouse, and his mind was groggy and his thoughts were a little confused.

The white-haired mouse swaggered down from the tree, dragging its thick and long tail around him and sniffing vigorously, the fat man subconsciously wanted to kick it away, but his body was completely uncontrollable, as if another self was taking over the body.

In sight, the white-haired mouse crawled onto the tombstone of the grave, which was still stained with the blood of the unlucky flying fox just now, and it was scarlet.

The fat man's legs and feet began to tremble, this time his body was under his control, and he actually knew that he was afraid. But the fat man wanted to get his feet to retreat and run back, but he just wouldn't listen to his command.

Then the white-haired mouse stood on the tombstone, and its long tail slapped the tombstone, and the fat man's legs involuntarily wanted to kneel, as if he was completely uncontrollable.

The cold fluorescence sprinkled on the body of the white-haired mouse, reflecting its silver light, like a brocade mouse in the sky.

The fat man muttered in his heart, saying Fuck your uncle, and then the whole person was pressed by an inexplicable spiritual will and fell to his knees, his hands began to fold, and his head slammed up.

Boom.

Boom!

Knock –

Although the fat man couldn't control the movement of his body, he could still feel the bruises on his head, and he was angry and afraid. I was angry that I knelt down for the first time in my life to give a white-haired beast, and I was afraid that I would be vivisected like the flying fox just now.

Boss, Xu Zhaohua, your brother is in trouble, come and save me!

The fat man wanted to cry without tears in his heart, and he knew that he wouldn't care about those fish, but now that he is playing big, his life is about to be hit.

After kowtowing and standing up from the ground, the white-haired mouse stared at the fat man with great interest, its eyes were extremely small, like two soybeans, and its eyes were extremely black, like a bottomless abyss.

The fat man's eyes were uncontrollably attracted to it, although he was extremely resistant in his heart, and did not want to look at it directly, but the eyes of this white-haired beast were as if they were poisonous, and the longer he looked at them, the more numb he became, and now the fat man was in this state of extreme self-loss.

Gradually, the white-haired mouse looked away from the fat man, and the fat man suddenly felt a lot less oppression, and then, his hands began to rise up, and in front of the fat man, he began to undress uncontrollably!

It's over, it's over!