Chapter 102: The Hairy Mouse (Part II)
I felt very bad in my heart, I always felt that something was going to happen, so I hurriedly asked my sister what was wrong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Senior Sister Info stared at the black charcoal head, as if she was saying to herself, "This thing...... How long have you been dead?
I didn't know what she was trying to do, but I looked at my watch and replied honestly, "It's 2:14 in the morning, and I'm almost dead...... Six hours. ā
Senior Sister's face turned white at this moment, which made me panic, and my heart was full of thoughts: "What's wrong?" ā
Senior sister said: "When the hairy mouse is attacked, the stinky gland near ** will release a foul smell and avoid the enemy. If this hairy mouse no longer has the ability to release a foul smell, then the stench just now ......"
As he spoke, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared on the ground in front of the fire, and beside the black shadow, there was a long shadow with a thick trunk of at least an adult cedar tree that kept waving.
I looked at my senior sister and couldn't help swallowing foam, and my body turned around without obeying, and what caught my eye was a big civet cat with thick black hair.
That boy, my God! At first glance, I thought it was a black bear! But in the middle of the door, there was a bright "white paint", which was really the feature that the senior sister just said.
The civet cat's eyes were black and shining, and he was staring at us viciously, and under the reflection of the flashlight, it shone with a cannibalistic essence, just as if we had killed its mother.
I was stunned for a moment, remembering the civet cat that was a few sizes smaller just now, I damn it, it wouldn't be so coincidental, that's its son, this is its old son?!
The senior sister turned her head and bumped into me, and it was obvious that she had the same opinion. I couldn't help swallowing and foaming, and scolded my junior brother 10,000 times in my heart.
The civet cats suddenly lowered their heads and sniffed against us, a roar similar to that of a motor vehicle engine gradually coming out of its throat.
Senior Sister took my hand and suddenly said, "Oops! It's smelling of barbecue on us! Come on! ā
Senior sister screamed, pulled me to roll over, got up and ran quickly to the forest behind, almost at the same time as we moved our buttocks, a fat big palm "hula", grabbed the ground I had just squatted, leaving five deep dents.
I was so frightened that I was beating so fast that I couldn't look back and ran forward. But as the saying goes, a two-legged one is no match for a four-legged one, and almost in the blink of an eye, the fierce palm wind of the civet cat blew at the back of my head again. In desperation, I squatted down and rolled out on my side, and the civet cat clawed at me again, and slammed on the brakes, raising a cloud of dust, biting and rushing at me.
Although its body is large, but its movements are very agile, seeing the gap where I rolled on my side and just landed, opened my limbs, and slammed a Tarzan to the top, and when I stood firm and reacted and had a back move, the huge black shadow covering the sky and the moon was already close in front of me, and there was no way to avoid it.
As soon as I grit my teeth, damn it, let's die!
The electric flint kicked its legs and kicked right on the softest belly of the civet, causing it to scream in pain and faint. But the strength of my legs is limited after all, and I can't support all the weight of the civet cat, and I am crushed under its body entirely.
"Xiao Qian!" Senior sister's voice seemed to come from outside the quilt, and then one of my arms was dragged out. I realized what my sister wanted to do, and I was busy mobilizing all the muscles in my body to cooperate with her.
Just when the upper half of my body was just pulled out, the black-haired mouse suddenly moved, and my sister and I were both startled and stopped what we were doing.
Then, I felt a sudden pour of hot and humid liquid on my legs, which was pressed by the civet, and I was stunned, it was injured? But the two kicks I just kicked didn't see any blood at all.
Seeing that my expression was wrong, my senior sister said worriedly, "What's wrong?" ā
At this time, I suddenly smelled a particularly pungent smell of urine, and I was stunned for a moment, understood, and couldn't help pinching my nose: "Damn, it's peeing!" ā
The senior sister fanned and fanned her face with her hand in disgust, needless to say, she also smelled it. Hooked his hand and motioned for me to come out quickly, but he refused to help me anymore.
I dragged my heavy legs out, glad it was just urinating incontinence. But this smell, my dear mother, is really worse than monkey urine.
Before the smell dissipated, my sister kept a safe distance of two meters from me, in case I fainted, or even worse, the ink was black.
The top priority now is to find the juniors and disciples. If it was the female civet cat that attacked them, it was obvious that they would not have made a move and all of them would have withdrawn.
I had a vague sense that an even greater danger awaited us, and when I looked at the table below, it was 2:50 a.m.
My sister asked me if there was any way I could get in touch with them. I thought about it, and suddenly remembered the lunar meteorite, which was taken from the locator on the bronze umbrella of the bronze armory, there were two of them, and they could attract each other. One of them was on the cold bench, and the other one, although the junior brother did not explain, I knew that it must be hidden somewhere he trusted.
While briefly telling my sister about the lunar meteorite, I ran with her quickly towards the station, first turning over my brother's backpack, then mine, but to no avail.
The senior sister showed a look of disappointment, and said the words that I thought of early in the morning but never dared to admit: "Xiao Dui can't be, take it with you, right?" ā
I really don't want to give up just like that, if I don't rely on the interaction of lunar meteorites, huge cedar forests, and a few people in the dark light, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack: "No, probably not." ā
The senior sister also wanted to grasp the last bit of hope: "Well, let's look for it again, maybe in someone else's bag." ā
My mind flashed as I remembered that before entering the second bronze gate, we had exchanged backpacks with the people of the third master. Immediately got up and rushed out of the tent, got into the tent of the third uncle, and poured out all the things in Achen's bag, all of which were some operational equipment, could it be ...... Did I guess wrong?
The senior sister who ran in asked me what was going on, and I didn't bother to explain, there must be something missing, there must be! At this moment, the afterglow suddenly swept over the back of the backpack, where a piece seemed to bulge, but because of the massage sponge sewn on it, it was not obvious, and it would not be panicked when it was carried on the back.
I pulled out the scepter and made a cut in it, revealing a bronze corner from it. I let out a long mental sigh and took out the locator.
The senior sister was surprised: "It's so exquisite! ā
At this moment, I suddenly figured out something and couldn't help but laugh. I have to admit that the younger brother's cleverness is still somewhat useful.