"Squeak, I told you, there's rats here!"

A little mouse in a yellow vest dragged another mouse in a smaller yellow vest out of the hole in the tree, pointing at the black and white cats lying on the bench and squeaking.

The black cat flicked its tail in surprise.

He recognized the clothed rats, and there were two rat employees in green vests in his shop. It's just that according to Zheng Qing's understanding, these rats wearing yellow vests belong to the rat cubs, and they are not allowed to go out on weekdays.

But for some reason, two of them appeared in front of him.

The little white cat seemed to hear the chirping next to it, shook its ears, and did not move.

The black cat gave her a cautious look before turning her head and her gaze fell back on the two uninvited guests.

"Squeak, really, really!" The slightly smaller yellow vest mouse held a fairy tale book with rough bindings and poor graphics, and quickly flipped through it, and from time to time looked up at the two cats lying on the bench, and his tone was full of surprise:

"It's a cat! It's exactly like the one in the book!"

The black cat glanced at the illustrated cat in the fairy tale book, but saw that the cat in the illustration had a square head and big ears, a round body, and a thin tail like a thread, without a trace of real cat, but more like a mutated Himalayan snowman.

This discovery displeased the black cat.

I've seen timid rats and confused rats, but I've never seen such blind mice. Could it be that after living underground for so long, their eyes have deteriorated to such a point? What is the slightest resemblance of the cat in the illustration to themselves or the little white cat? How did these two blind little mice relate themselves to the thing in the picture?!

It's just that although he is annoyed, the black cat has no intention of really teaching these two little guys a lesson.

He remembered that Jingle Ear had said that only rat rats under the age of one wore yellow vests, that they were not allowed to go out of the underworld, and that their daily work was all about taking care of bugs and going to school on time.

Just like the two in front of me, not only blind, but also unable to speak clearly, every word is always mixed with a few squeaks of mice, like those uncivilized fish people in Linzhong Lake.

is generally knowledgeable with this kind of little thing, and has lost his identity in vain.

Of course, the main reason is that it is daytime, and the young wizards on the boulevard come and go, and there are many people, in case someone sees a cat bullying a mouse in clothes, sue the school working committee, and inevitably eat a meal and hang up. Last week, the Ragdoll cat under the Black Cat was dragged to the office by Professor Sima and squatted on the globe for a day because of playing with two fat rabbits.

After crouching, the Ragdoll saw the ball and hid.

Thinking of this, the black cat sniffled and decided to pretend not to see the two little mice pointing under the bench, and continue to enjoy the soothing of the warm sunshine in late spring.

But the two little mice in yellow vests had no intention of giving up.

"Squeak, shall we say hello to it?" the slightly larger yellow vest could not contain the curiosity in his heart.

"Squeak!" the little yellow vest flipped through the fairy tale book in his hand in a panic and screamed: "The book says that cats are ferocious creatures that eat mice for a living...... Aren't we rats?!"

"Squeak, we're not rats, we're rats," the slightly larger yellow vest corrected his companion's slip of the tongue, stood in front of the bench with a brave face, and added: "...... The book also says that if you drink water too quickly, you will choke to death, don't we drink water?...... Hey, hello wow, white cat!"

The little white cat raised its paws and covered its ears to block out the noise in its ears.

The big yellow vest mouse paused for a moment, and finally realized that the little white cat was not going to pay attention to them, and flicked his tail a little uneasily, and turned his head to look at his companion: "Squeak...... The white cat ignores us...... Try the black cat?"

The black cat grinned with constipation.

"Squeak! you can't say hello like that, you'll be eaten!" the little yellow vest grabbed his companion's tail with a frightened face, and screamed sharply, "Look, it's baring its teeth!"

When the black cat heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

What's wrong with baring your teeth? Isn't it permissible for a cat to yawn? Besides, I'm a wizard, and the devil wants to eat your raw meat.

Even if it's cooked, don't eat it.

"Squeak! "The big mouse seems to be a little nervous, too.

"Squeak, the book says don't look into the eyes of the cat!" The book in the little mouse's hand was turned over and rattled: "Bow at ninety degrees, and look at the ground...... Also pronounce the title of the cat in its entirety...... Or real names!"

"How do we know its real name?!" the big yellow vest was a little frustrated.

"No, we don't know. The little man tucked the fairy tale book into his companion's arms and twisted the beard at the corner of his mouth: "But we can pronounce its title...... There are standard sample essays in the book. ”

The big man in the yellow vest took the book, looked at Fan Wen pointed by his companion, and nodded again and again.

"Very good. ”

The little mouse tugged at the yellow vest with crooked blood on his body, then wrapped his tail around his waist, tightened it, straightened up, took small steps, walked to the black cat, bowed deeply, and then stood up straight, squeaked, and greeted loudly:

"Jin Biao and the son of the White Tiger, the King of the Night, the master of humans and vicious dogs, the ruler of the sofa, the arrogant Lucifer, the great Majesty of the Flower Cat!

Zheng Qing shook his beard, so that not a single sneeze hit the black mouse.

It's also a hassle to encounter a rat with a nervous disorder.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the little white cat's shoulders shaking violently, as if it was about to laugh.

"Wrong, wrong!" another mouse whispered from behind, "There is no flower cat on it, it is a black cat and a white cat!"

Seeing that the little mouse was going to recite the title of shame and murder for the second time, the black cat finally couldn't hold it anymore, and his body swelled up.

"What the hell are you going to do?" he asked with a tiger face.

"Squeak...... Wow!" the little mouse's eyes widened, and he was half frightened to death by the sudden expansion of the black cat's body, and he fainted without taking a breath.

The other mouse, however, had some courage, and did not abandon his companion, holding his head, and dragging the tail of the little mouse, and fled towards the hollow of the tree, and as he ran away, he sobbed:

"Don't dare, we don't dare anymore...... Wow......"

In the blink of an eye, two noisy little things burrowed into the dark tree hole, and then the tree hole shrank one by one and disappeared in an instant.

The black cat stared blankly at the direction in which the two little mice disappeared, and ran over 10,000 alpacas in the bottom of his heart.

What the hell.

The little white cat rolled around laughing, snapped, and fell from the bench to the ground.