"Don't run, don't run!"

"I can't run!!"

Zheng Qing sat on the ground and yelled at the tiger following him: "Are you hungry or not?! If you want to eat, you won't eat! If you don't eat, don't follow me...... The wild demons will feed the food now?!"

The Black Tiger Demon couldn't speak, just stared at him with two golden-red eyes the size of copper bells.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Then Zheng Qing's momentum dropped little by little.

"Actually, I didn't mean to accuse you......"

"You know, I'm a straightforward man who has a lot to say. ”

"Who hasn't been in a hurry when they're out of the house...... It's important to understand this. ”

"I just think that the two of us met in Pingshui, although there is fate, but the shemales have different paths, and they are not all the way after all, right. ”

"As the saying goes, the road is facing the sky, and each goes to the other...... It's hard for you to follow me like this. ”

The young wizard muttered, explaining to the tiger in front of him.

The tiger demon still didn't speak, but just flicked its tail casually, smashing the head of the dead bull demon diagonally behind it. Bright red demon blood mixed with brains smashed on the grass like raindrops, outlining an abstract picture of postmodernism.

The young wizard immediately stopped chattering and obediently closed his mouth.

But sitting there seemed a little too boring, so he picked up a yellow thatch next to him and wrapped the young stem of the thatch around his fingers.

Around, around.

His gaze wandered around the tiger demon, circling around, and soon landed on the corpse of the bull demon whose head was smashed.

Thick blue-black horns were stuck diagonally in the grass, splashed with red and white objects, and a few fragments of broken skulls hung from the root of the horns.

A bull demon eyeball narrowly escaped, and at this moment it was lying quietly in the shadows under the horns, staring at the young wizard not far away with dull eyes.

"What a waste. ”

Zheng Qing thought in his heart, speculating about how much gold beans he could make by selling consignments in the wandering bar.

Then, he finally remembered who he was - he was a hunter, the captain of the Hunting Sin Hunting Team, and the wizard who led the hunting team to survive in this strange hunting ground.

According to the puppeteer's words, only one hunting party will make it out of this hunting ground alive.

He wants to be his players.

Thinking of the guilty team members, he couldn't help but think of the blue that was swallowed by the wolf demon, and Xiao Xiao who fell into the mouth of the monkey demon, and the messy battlefield in front of the small hill, and couldn't help but feel sad.

So he gradually couldn't sit still.

"Since you're still alive, you have to do something. He glanced at the tiger demon and couldn't help but sigh: "Anyway, it is impossible to escape death, and it is worth dying...... Give them a chance to say a few more words to me. ”

As he spoke, he stood up and shouted at the tiger demon: "You killed so many wild demons, and you didn't eat them, they were all wasted...... I'll clean it up for you!"

The black tiger seemed to understand what he meant, and had no intention of stopping it, but snapped straight in place, picked up a monkey demon head again, and continued to play with the ball - who knows where it hid it before!

Sensing the tiger demon's ambiguous attitude, Zheng Qing felt a little relieved.

He immediately pulled out a large pile of bottles and cans and dissecting tools from the gray cloth bag—this was the standard equipment prepared by the hunting team before the game to collect the trophies, and each hunter had a set.

A boning knife cuts the skin and flesh, and a bone saw is used to dismember demons, and elbow-length yellow deer skin gloves are required in the process to prevent being scratched by bone stubble or infected by demon blood.

After the decomposition, it is necessary to change into silkworm leather gloves - because the later operations are more delicate - such as completely deducting the demon's eyeballs from the eye socket, patiently peeling off the entire nerve along the vertebrae, or squeezing every drop of demon blood in the atrium without hurting the heart.

The above is just the work of decomposition, as the collection of loot, and the follow-up work - preservation.

After most of the tissue is removed, it needs to be soaked in the corresponding solution for a specified period of time to prevent oxidation or external air pollution. There are also individual tissues, such as demon bones that need to be dried as much as possible, such as demon fur that should do some preliminary nitration work, and demon blood that needs to be added with corresponding doses of anticoagulants, etc.

Originally, this was a task of division of labor and cooperation of the hunting team, but at the moment, there was only Zheng Qing a semi-disabled laborer, so he also omitted steps as much as possible, and he could do as much as he could.

For example, from beginning to end, he wears deerskin gloves to work: the eyeballs are buckled off and thrown directly into the protective liquid, and he doesn't bother to clean up the spherical debris at all; the demon nerves are all peeled off with his hands, and if he is lucky, he will be completely peeled off, and he will be thrown into the bottle to soak up; if he is unlucky, he will throw it on the ground - anyway, this slaughterhouse lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of dead demons.

There were also bones, all kinds of bones all over the ground, Zheng Qing had no energy to sort them patiently, so he simply piled them together, turned them into annihilation powder with crushing charms, and only collected the last bone meal - this is a popular raw material in the market, whether it is a fertilizer used in the field or as a feed additive for spirit insects, it is not worrying about sales.

The hands on the pocket watch circled around the dial, and in the busyness, Zheng Qing quickly gave up recording time.

It wasn't until all the bottles and cans he had prepared in advance were full, and the gray cloth bag couldn't find any more containers, and there was no more space left, that he finally cleaned up all the demon corpses in this 'slaughterhouse' as far as his eye could see.

Even so, there were several bundles of leather piled under his feet.

This is the back skin of those bull demons and pig demons, which he hastily peeled off and bundled them into a ball. These leathers have a good texture, but they are heavy and take up space, which is really chicken.

The tiger demon lay on the grass, looked at the busy young wizard, and yawned boredly.

Zheng Qing held on to the bundles of leather, hammered his sore legs, raised his head, and happened to see the tiger demon yawning, and his exhaustion suddenly turned into a rage, and he burst out.

"Master, I'm working hard here, you monster is comfortable!"

For a while, he was angry from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts, and he walked towards the tiger demon with the leather in his arms.

"Since you don't eat me, you don't work...... Then carry it on my back!"

As he spoke, he put the bundled cowhide heavily on the tiger demon's back.

Perhaps feeling a little uncomfortable, the tiger demon shook his shoulders, and the cowhide bundle slid down the tiger's back a little bit, and suddenly it was more solid.

The black tiger tilted his head and glanced at the young wizard defiantly.

That means something about - so light, do you look down on the tiger?

", what kind of conspiracy do you have!" Zheng Qing felt that his worldview was constantly collapsing: "There is no one who has been bullied to this point by rations!"

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