Based on his proficiency, Musa guessed that the snow leopard should have been here before.

At the bend at the top of the mountain, after walking around the corner, there is a low platform.

On this side of the hillside, there is an undulating slope that slopes downwards and is arranged like a book's side ridge, and at the angle formed by the intersection of the side ridges, there are clusters of familiar plants, and the wind blows, and the vegetation located in the leeward side only swayed slightly, not affected at all.

The pale red fruits are clustered together and bend the straw stalks heavily, and at a glance they even resemble a ripe wheat field.

There is far more fruit in this place than in the area around the snow leopard cave.

The surprise came so suddenly, and Musa was a little confused.

Anyway, there is a feeling that a beggar has fallen into the vault, full of gold, and I don't know what to do.

The little rabbit was about to climb down in high spirits, but found that the snow leopard did not stop, but walked a few steps outward, and came to an extended stone platform.

*

On the way down, Musa was still holding the snow leopard's head and leaned down, trying to look him in the eye.

As the saying goes, the eyes are the window of the soul, and this is always a little old, but at present, he and the snow leopard cannot communicate with each other, and it is easiest to see emotions by looking at the eyes.

Musha felt they could communicate with their eyes.

It's a pity that the cold snow leopard doesn't mean to communicate at all, and lets out a low whine to remind the little rabbit to sit down.

Musha understood what was in his voice and sat down again.

It stands to reason that Musa should have cheered at the sight of so much fruit on the top of the mountain, and rushed over to pluck the fruit he liked and eat it to his heart's content.

But Musha's mood has an indescribable emotion.

Although, the snow leopard only took him to stop at the stone platform for a short time.

When the snow leopard walked to the stone platform that stretched out in the air and sat down, the silver-white clouds flickered, the ancient mountains in the distance were covered with fresh snow, and the land was divided in half by the winding river, and the imaginary rainbow of two bridges connected it.

Vast and magnificent.

Musha suddenly felt that this was what the big cat wanted to bring him for.

*

If you ask him: Do animals appreciate it?

Musa must have spread his hands and replied decisively: I don't know.

He was just an ordinary person, neither a zoologist nor any profession related to animals, just an ordinary person who liked to be furry.

In fact, he has always been a little nervous, the animal world, the weak and the strong, crossed over, and his imaginary appearance of a beast, the situation of a hundred beasts to avoid is completely different, not only carnivores ignore him, but all the larger herbivores see him and ignore it.

Neither a tall and mighty lion nor a vigorous and agile leopard, but directly becomes a small rabbit.

and the Tibetan fox are the two kings of the animal kingdom emojis.

To be honest, he was a bit of a pity that he didn't wear a Northeast Gold gradient.

The reason why he was crushed to death by the truck and died was to save a mother and daughter from under the big truck whose brakes failed.

Saving one life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, he saved two lives, oh no, three lives, that mother is still a pregnant woman, and asked Musha to say, how can he say that he is a self-sacrificing person who is worthy of a Northeast Golden Gradient after crossing over.

As a result, the golden gradient did not appear, but became a little rabbit.

Fortunately, Heaven compensated him with an alpine silver gradient.

*

The ascent was fast, the descent was slow, the ground was covered with snow, and it was difficult to step on the ground, and when Semos was about to descend to the bottom of the mountain, the little rabbit on his back was already shaking, and he was drowsy.

What Mu Sha didn't know was that on the top of the mountain just now, there was a slight fluctuation in his spiritual power.

When he caught this spiritual power, Seymus was stunned for a moment, with Musha, he hadn't used spiritual power to communicate for too long, and between them, it was like two wild animals who didn't know each other at all and met by chance.

He couldn't understand the meow that was often in his ears, and Musa couldn't understand the muffled meow he occasionally made.

Communicate with just a little bit of emotion conveyed by your voice.

Metaphysical, but effective.

This habit caused the snow leopard to react a beat slower when he sensed his mental power, and by the time he transmitted it, Musha's spiritual power had become uncontactable again.

Despite this, in this short moment, Semos was able to detect Musha's mental power.

It's the mental power that has just recovered from a mild injury, although it is a little weaker, but fortunately it is not a mental power defect.

Stay animal and recuperate slowly.

If you don't use mental power, it's better to say that the master doesn't have the consciousness to use mental power.

Would you like to contact the little one directly and send the little one home?

Walking in the cold snow, Semos paused, turned his head to see the small ball with warmth on his back.

“……”

The body bent into a "C" shape, I don't know when it changed from lying down to lying on its back, raised its claws and scratched its chin, smashed it and smashed its mouth, with the movement of the movement, the already crooked sleeping position and the smooth to almost no friction of the fur, made him just like this, little by little, little by little...... Slide down

Salted fish, rotten.

Self-care ability - zero.

Semos calmly turned his head back, wrapped his big tail around the rabbit's body, and threw it back on his back.

Forget it, it's better to be later, and send it away when your mental strength is fully recovered.

Semos thought.

With such a thin body, maybe he was bullied at home, so it was better for him to raise him.

Strive to raise the small rice balls into a big Lantern Festival.

*

Here, Musa didn't know that the big cat had imagined him as a poor little boy who was bullied by his family and ran away from home.

When I came, I climbed a long mountain road, I was exhausted, and when I came down the mountain, I was relieved, and I didn't have to walk on my own, Musha fell asleep little by little.

When he woke up, the snow leopard was arching him lightly with his head, and his movements were inexplicably gentle.

From Musha's point of view, his big cat was inexplicably surrounded by a loving aura this time.

It's a dream, and I haven't woken up yet.

The little rabbit felt that he was really good this time, and easily recognized that it was a dream.

You must know that although the big cat looks gentle and amiable on the surface, it is actually a bad-hearted big cat who likes to poke and poke and make small moves.

I wouldn't look at him like that.

Big cats are much better at distinguishing than the food in their dreams.

Musa closed his paws, clamped the snow leopard's face, squeezed and rubbed it.

Hmph, he'd wanted to give it a try a long time ago, and this time he could finally do it in his dreams.

Semos sighed and lifted his eyelids.

What kind of glutinous rice balls to raise, eat them directly.

Rubbing and rubbing, Musha hesitated, wait a minute, this dream feels too real.

A chill hit, he shivered, looked up hesitantly, and saw a rapidly expanding mouth of blood.

The field of vision is dark.

Musha: Knock !!

"Meow, meow!"

Big cat, spit me out!

Although, after taking this bite, he immediately tasted right, this is the big cat he is familiar with.

The big cat he thought was a dream just now, with a loving atmosphere, was definitely his delusion!

The field of vision was pitch black, there was no head, and only the little rabbit with its body outside was waving and struggling in the air with its four paws, so pitiful.

The snow leopard didn't move, biting the little rabbit, standing upright, and shoved him straight into the rock crevice.

When I was dizzy, I finally regained my senses, and the snow leopard had already disappeared without a trace.

"Goo." There was a sound of swallowing saliva.

Musha looked down and met the Tibetan fox, whose pupils trembled in shock.

Ahem, it's nothing, they're joking.

For the sake of the Tibetan fox's neighbor's physical and mental health, Musha quickly touched a piece of dried meat from the hole to soothe its wounded heart, and then retracted his head into the cave and combed his hair with his paws in a huff.

Damn big cat, if you have the ability to swallow me, don't run if you have the ability!

What is it to swallow the head of a little rabbit, if you have the ability, you can swallow him whole!

After that, no matter how the snow leopard flicked his long tail in front of him, Musa remained unmoved.

This time, the angry little rabbit insisted on holding on for three days and ignored the snow leopard.

*

Angry is angry, life still has to go on, and after a few days of winter life, Musha discovers something very serious.

The winter hunt was much tougher than he had imagined.

Especially the hairless meat pads, the matter of freezing feet is really not a joke.

A stone moved, staggering slowly toward a patch of ground with withered grass exposed.

If you look closely, there are only voles on the grass that keep gnawing on the grass stems, and while gnawing, they keep looking up and looking around.

Slowing his breath, Musha cautiously approached the past, this was the prey he had only discovered after searching for half a morning, and he could not let it go easily.

His movements were very light, and the meat pads landed softly, barely making a sound.

The snow was mixed with grass clippings, and it was inevitable that there would be a little ice and snow on his feet when he walked by, and Musha was able to tolerate it at first, but after he took a few more steps, there was more and more snow on it, and even the snow melted and the snow stuck to more snow, and the cold came.

Finally he couldn't bear it anymore, Musa raised his feet and trembled, and just like that, there was a slight noise, and the vole alertly dropped the grass roots, and ran away.

The prey ran away.