Musa froze.

"Ahh

In a fright, Semos once again felt the mental power of the little rabbit.

His mind was occupied by "ahh

And the snake in front of Musa was not even half an arm's thick

The little snake spat out the bright red snake letter, turned its head from side to side strangely, and found no other target, and slowly retracted back into the stone slab.

The frightened little rabbit was much more well-behaved this time, and followed the snow leopard step by step.

He was a poacher, he was unwell, and he could even meet a snake when he turned over a rock, and Musa felt that this spring was really not very kind to him.

Walking back into the cave, the water-stained paws stepped on the ground, making a series of small paw prints.

Stepping on the dry ground a few more times to rub off the water droplets of the meat pads, Musa licked □□ wet hair, and the barbed tongue quickly combed the messy hair.

After tending to it, he looked around and found the snow leopard basking on the rocks outside.

The warm sun shines on the stones, and it looks perfect for taking a nap.

I used to be too hot to touch it, but now I rushed up to bask in the sun, and I commented in my heart, Musa kept on his feet and climbed the stones.

Although the stone is sunny, flat and dry, and there is no moist moisture, it is still a little cool to step on.

Truth be told, Musa fell in love with the place under the snow leopard.

After the snow leopard's body temperature is heated, it must be warm and comfortable to sleep on.

He walked over, fell next to the body of the snow leopard, skillfully rubbed the fur and coquettish, the small paws of the mangosteen petals opened, pressed on the fur on the snow leopard's chest, and stepped on it flatteringly.

"Meow." Big cat, give me a place?

The little rabbit blinked and looked at the snow leopard expectantly.

The snow leopard did not refuse, and gave way to the side.

When Musa's paws crept over to touch his hair, Symos shook his tail and didn't dodge, but his eyes were meaningful, with a touch of sympathy.

“……？”

What's wrong, the claws are scratched?

Musha looked at his paws hesitantly, the tips of which were well tucked away in the pad and not exposed, and there was no way to hook the snow leopard.

The little rabbit is confused.

Touching the hair, is there any problem?

The author has something to say:

Semos (wants to say and stops) (full of helplessness): Forget it, touch it

Chapter 55

The days went by as always, day by day, the days when the snow melted, the weather was really a little cold, Musa nested in the cave and didn't want to move, and slept for a few days by the big stove of the snow leopard.

During this time, the snow leopard occasionally went out and didn't know what to do, but each time it was not for long, and it came back before Musha was worried.

At first, Musa would go around him for a careful examination, but he was afraid that the snow leopard would be injured and would not be treated in time. However, after a few times, the snow leopard did not show any scars on its body, and over time, Musa was relieved.

Who doesn't have a little secret?

In the spring, the river is not as cold as it used to be, and the first thing Musa does is go to the river to catch fish.

After enduring a winter, I can finally eat fish.

Actually, the taste of fish is not very delicious, but after not eating it for a long time, it will always itch at first thought, just like a carrot hanging in front of your eyes, the more you can't eat it, the more you want to eat it, and the taste of the carrot is not so important.

The snow melts and feeds into the river, when the water level is much higher than in winter, and the river flows, and the water hits the stones, stirring up white foam.

Musa crouched on the shore, his ears behind his back, his face full of seriousness.

Whether you can catch a fish or not depends on this time.

Of course, before that, you have to test the water temperature.

The paws are close to the surface of the water, and they move away with a touch, rippling in circles.

Is it cold or hot? The little rabbit seriously felt the temperature on its paws.

He stared in contemplation for a moment, then silently poked his paw over.

Ah, sorry, I retracted it too quickly and didn't feel the temperature yet.

This time I put my claws in the water a little, and finally I had a definite answer.

The water temperature is cold and pleasant to the touch.

Well, it's the temperature at which you can catch fish.

The snow leopard lay next to him, licking the hair on its paws, without intervening, this time the fish catching rabbit had already expressed his intention to take action himself.

Semos was happy to wait for the feed.

In the sight, the little rabbit was squatting by the river, moving its limbs, looking serious, with its front paws slightly raised, looking like it was about to shoot at any time.

The posture is extraordinary.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

After licking both paws, Samos began to take care of his tail, but Musa remained in this position.

A group of black shadows appeared at the bottom of the water, after a winter of growth, the fish in the water were obviously larger than the ones seen before, and the vigilance had not yet recovered, and several of them swam to the surface of the water, and they could be easily caught.

The snow leopard didn't know what Musa was waiting for, and pushed the little rabbit's body.

Musa clawed the ground and nervously looked into the water.

Okay, okay, don't rush, I know it's a good opportunity.

Isn't this a long time since you caught a fish, and your skills are rusty? In case one of them is not caught and planted in the water, it is a bit embarrassing.

In front of the snow leopard, he still has to save face.

Seeing a lot of snow leopard hunting, it is rare to shoot under the gaze of snow leopards, Mu Sha hopes that his posture of catching fish this time is more handsome, he can't catch rock sheep, he can always catch fish.

He stared at the surface of the water and shot at the moment when the fish swam by.

The moment the tip of his claw touched the scales of the fish, he hurriedly hooked the body of the fish and pulled it upwards with joy in his heart.

It's just that he didn't expect this fish to be bigger than what he saw in the water, and the strength of the water was not well controlled, and the fish slipped out of the middle of its claws.

Out of the water, the fish leaped high, flicked its strong tail from side to side, brushed the tip of Musha's nose, and then fell to the ground, jumped a few times, opened and closed its mouth, and looked at Musa with its eyes open.

Musha, who was almost slapped in the face: "......"

It's good, it's you who eats.

There was some accident along the way, but in the end, I managed to catch the fish.

Dragging the fish longer than his own body with difficulty, Musha brought the fish to the snow leopard and joined the fish.

"Meow!"

Look, fish longer than my body!

The little rabbit's face was full of pride, and his eyes fell on the snow leopard

Semos ate a piece of the fish very face-savingly, his wide claws pressed the head of the fish, and the big barbed tongue scraped through, and when the tongue was licked, two or three bites down, most of the fish disappeared directly.

Looking at the fish that the snow leopard was about to eat in a few bites, Musa realized that the fish he caught was not very large.

It's just that the reference is different, and the look and feel are different.

Under the claws of the snow leopard, the big fish suddenly turns into a small fish.

Do you want to catch another bigger one?

Musha dispelled that idea in the next second.

If it was just a little bit worse, he would try to catch another one, but once all the fish were compared to the snow leopard, they immediately looked small.

If there really is a fish bigger than the snow leopard, it is not that he eats the fish, but that the fish eats him.

Thinking of this, the frustration in his heart instantly vanished.

After catching a few more small fish and eating them himself, he satisfied his desire to catch fish, and Musa was in a particularly good mood.

But he wasn't really completely relaxed, the poachers were a thorn in his heart, and he sometimes worried about how he would deal with the poachers coming to the valley.

It is not unreasonable to worry about the sky and eat food, but I usually pay more attention to the situation in the neighborhood.

So when he came out recently, he would pay special attention to his surroundings and pay attention to whether there were footprints.

Let's say, this shoe print on the ground.

Musa cautiously circled around the shoe print, making sure they didn't have it when they came.

- Someone is coming.

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In the flatter part of the forest, a pair of hands tossed aside the branches of the trees that were blocking the way.

Two men in camouflage carried the easier path and shuttled through the woods.

Layers of gray tree trunks cut the field of view, and only a vague approximate location could be seen.

Far behind the stone piles, Musha watched them warily and uneasily.

There were only two of them, and they looked familiar with the wild.

After looking at it for a while, Musha was less nervous after making sure they didn't have dangerous weapons in their hands.

The two walked this way, their faces under their hats were exposed, with blond hair, handsome appearance, similar facial features, and slightly different temperaments, looking like two brothers.

There are three yellow letters on the clothes, which stand out on the dark green camouflage uniform - ranger.

Semos looked at the relaxed body of the little rabbit and felt a little sure in his heart, it seemed that Lambert's plan was feasible.