Chapter 122: Mess

Meng also suffered a lot of injuries, and I am afraid that he will still be the same as in his previous life, retreat from the front line to recuperate, and hand over the hunting team to Ji Lai.

Tsubaki also fell into a coma, burdened with the curse of the beast god on the self-sacrificer, and the after-effects of burning his heart and lifespan.

In a short time, I can't wake up even if I'm afraid.

There were too many people around Tsubaki, and Mu Aoi just glanced through the crowd from a distance, but he also saw Tsubaki's gray hair and faint wrinkles.

Originally, Tsubaki before looked only in his thirties, and his skin was well maintained, and even when he smiled, he couldn't see wrinkles on his face.

The Now Word.

Mu Kui estimates that Tsubaki burned for at least a hundred years, which is why it became like this.

100 years! How many more hundred years can a beast live?

Ordinary winged tigers, even if they are disease-free and disaster-free, have an upper lifespan of only four hundred years.

Witch sacrifices and sacrifices are usually more difficult than ordinary orcs to become beast warriors and gain a promotion at the life level.

Also, don't live long!

If the sacrifices are not enough, or in a critical situation like today, the sacrificers not only need to overdraw their mental strength, but also have to overdraw their physical energy and even their lifespan.

Mu Kui can now become a beast pattern warrior, also because she started as a second-order after being reborn, and she is a hidden witch priest, so she doesn't need to hold frequent sacrifices.

Otherwise, she wants to become a beast pattern warrior, and she really doesn't know that she will go to the Year of the Monkey.

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It was busy until the night was dark and the moon hung high.

Mu Kui was free at this time, and took the three cubs back to see the damage to her house.

Not surprisingly, almost everything that could be broken in the house was broken.

The previous terrifying earthquake was also due to the fact that this was living in a cave, and the cliff where the Winged Tiger Clan was located was tough enough.

Otherwise, if it were replaced by those wooden and stone houses, eighty percent would have been in ruins by now.

If you run slower, you will be crushed, and you may be injured or even killed.

Passing through the living room, I went to the breeding room for the first time.

Garlic turtles are unexpectedly missing a few, so I guess I'm running away again!

Two scimitar-horned sheep broke free from the reins, one ran to the planting room and ho, and the other was hit on the head by a stone, and was unconscious, and his head was bleeding.

Tree rats, milk rats, and rabbit-tailed rats also escaped from their cages and were scattered all over the house.

Injured and bleeding, even stoned to death, bitten to death by garlic turtles, kicked to death by jumping rabbits, pecked to death by colorful feather chickens, killed by scimitar-horned sheep, poisoned by witch medicine in the dispensing room, etc.

Death varies.

This scene of dead rats everywhere makes Mu Kui's scalp tingle.

Although they are all rats about the size of rabbits, and they don't look so bumpy.

However, rats are still mice!

Coupled with the hot weather of the dry season, even if there is an earthquake, the flies and maggots cannot be stopped.

Looking at the dead rats everywhere, listening to the arrogant buzzing of the flies, and smelling the putrid smell, Mu Kui's mood was terrible.

The bouncing rabbit was so stupid that it knocked itself to death, and there were several of them.

The gray rabbit was alert, and after coming out of the cage, he ran to the planting room, but it was no big deal.

Because they can fly, they don't lose much after escaping from the coop.

But the ducks are miserable.

The turtle crawled out of the pool, and while fleeing, it did not forget to hunt.

The number of Keluo ducks was originally small, but now they have been snorted by the garlic turtles, and only three are left.

One male and two females, all on the Qili incense flower stand, trembling.

Moreover, to Mu Kui's surprise, the Keluo duck that had been torn off a duck paw by the garlic turtle was still alive, and it was surprising that it was not poisoned by the garlic turtles.

Looking at the Qilixiang flower stand that was at least four or five meters above the ground, Mu Kui couldn't help but sigh that the chickens and ducks that grew primitively in the wild could flutter.

If this is replaced by domestic chickens and ducks on the earth, let alone four or five meters, it is already a rare thing to be able to fly half a meter high; It is a miracle for chickens and ducks to fly one meter high; Flying four or five meters high, it is a miracle of miracles.

Probably not in the world records of the kind that you don't have.

Two pots in the kitchen were shattered, and nearly half of the dishes were lost.

In the dispensing room, there is nothing except poisoning some poultry and livestock, and drugs mixed together to produce good or bad reactions.

Mu Kui closed the door of the dispensing room, intending to clean up the rest of the house and come back to inspect it carefully.

The things in the storage room, except for the things that are placed on the shelves are scattered all over the ground, and the things in the wooden boxes and stone cabinets are still good.

Compared to the storage, it is all dried meat and other things, which are not so easy to be damaged by a point earthquake.

The place where the tree powder is stored is also fine, which is the most fortunate place for Mu Kui.

Except for a few that are packed in stone jars, many of the tree flour they store are directly cut down from the tub of the tree, and then split the tub to extract the powder when they eat it.

In addition, the dry season is notoriously dry.

If the shock and friction sparked and the dust exploded, all the food in their storage room would have been destroyed.

Perhaps, if the power is more powerful and the cave collapses, the breeding room and the planting room will not be able to carry it, and they will finish playing together.

The stone cabinet and wooden table in the bedroom also collapsed, and some stone furniture and wooden furniture were damaged, but it was not a big problem, and it was one of the few places in the house that was the least damaged.

Mu Kui put the three cubs in the bedroom and told them to stay inside, and when she and Ah Di were cleaned up, she would let them out and get them food.

"Meow~"

"Wow~"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The three cubs all nodded obediently, not causing trouble for Mu Kui at this time.

Even the ink didn't wrap around the feet of the wood sunflower anymore this time.

After closing the bedroom door, Mu Kui played with his sleeves and cleaned up with Mu Zhao.

Dead rats and other animals that had lost their lives were picked up and thrown into the manure pit.

There was an earthquake, and Mu Kui is not in the mood to tell now, whether there is anything in these that can be eaten completely if it is not bad.

Then, the broken things were cleaned out, the cave was cleaned inside and out, and then the cave was washed out overnight to fetch water from the Shobo River, and the cave was disinfected with high tree powder wine.

After doing this, the house is filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

The three cubs didn't drink either, and just smelling the smell began to walk crookedly and sway.

Mu Kui took a look.

Yes, it looks like the amount of alcohol is not good.

She had already decided in her heart that in the future, she would either control the amount of alcohol they drank or give them a training in drinking guts.

In short, you can't do nothing.

With such a big smell, with the good sense of smell of the orcs, almost all the winged tigers on the top of the mountain can smell it.

Those who are free have come over to see the situation.

"It's nothing, it's just that I found that the liquor (tree powder wine) seems to be able to disinfect, which plays a similar role as Tiancang wood, and I found that a lot of rats at home have died, so that the house is still rotten and smelly, so clean it up."

Mu Aoi explained.

Hearing this, the Winged Tigers were stunned, and then asked about the stock of her family's tree powder wine, and it seemed that they wanted to change it.

Mu Kui thought that there were many people in the tribe who were injured in the war, and most of them were skin injuries.

She didn't know if the holy water stored in the tribe was enough, and Tsubaki was unconscious, so I was afraid that there would be no holy water replenishment for a long time, and the rest of the holy water tribe would have to save some use.

So, I took out all the existing tree powder wine stocks at home.

"This can also be used on wounds, which can be disinfected, so that the wound is not so easy to inflame and suppurate."

"That's all for my house now, and there's really no more."

Mu Kui confiscated the things sent by everyone, and instead gave the wine to the injured for free.

Just after the disaster, she didn't bother to think too much, just hoping to help more people.

Anyway, there is still tree powder at home, and it can only be stored until the second month of the dry season at most, and it will face the problem of deterioration.

In the morning and evening, the leftover tree powder is made into sake, and the tree powder can be found everywhere in the rainy season of the following year.

The loss is not much, and Mu Kui is not distressed about it.

Sending off the groups of visitors, Mu Kui returned to the cave, opened the dispensing room and was ready to check it.

Suddenly, my heart palpitated.

Mu Kui couldn't help but look into the distance and muttered, "The snooping of other tribes' sacrifices, is it coming so soon?" ”