Global shock: You call this a zoo

"Impossible! The patriarch has devoted his life to us and worked diligently. How can he be cursed?"

"I don't believe it!"

"The death of the divine bird is definitely a curse. This is a punishment from the gods!"

…

Many residents kneeling on the ground looked at the dead vulture in horror, with expressions of disbelief.

Everyone quickly turned to look at the old lama standing aside.

"roar……"

As if sensing this spreading uneasiness, the white Tibetan Mastiff roared and quickly stood up from the ground.

His fangs were exposed, his hair stood on end, and he stared at everyone in front of him.

"Bang...bang..."

And just when Su Bai was about to speak.

Several more vultures suddenly fell down on the platform one after another. They were exactly the same as the one just now. After twitching all over, they died immediately.

"This...this..."

The magic weapon in the old lama's hand fell directly to the ground and rolled down the cliff on one side.

The whole body went limp instantly.

"Punishment...this is God's punishment!"

Su Bai took a deep breath, looked at the group of weeping people, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm afraid something has happened to these vultures. Don't panic yet!"

If one died, it was most likely due to old age and natural death, but... several died one after another, and they all died at the same time, which is definitely not normal.

"Bang……"

Just as the Tibetan Mastiff roared, many vultures began to fly into the air in panic.

Two more vultures fell down instantly after taking off into the air.

"Baymax!"

Su Bai patted the giant panda on the forehead, quickly jumped down from the rock, and ran towards the vulture carcass.

"Ouch..."

Dabai paused, hesitated, and followed suit.

"Why does it look like you've been poisoned?"

Su Bai squatted next to a vulture corpse, lifted its head with his hands, and observed it carefully.

The vulture had a painful expression on its face, and the skin on its neck was even a little blue.

This is definitely a sign of poisoning.

Could it be that the clan leader’s corpse was poisonous?

This idea flashed through his mind, but was immediately rejected by Su Bai.

This should be impossible. In the eyes of the Tibetan people, vultures are sacred birds...and so many vultures just ate the flesh and blood of the clan leader. It makes no sense that only so many will die?

Su Bai slowly took out the dagger from his backpack, took a deep breath, and laid the vulture corpse in front of him flat.

Use your hands to cut open its abdomen.

Suddenly a foul smell hit me.

The entire stomach of this vulture was filled to the brim. Except for the fresh flesh and blood it had just swallowed, the rest was all rotten black minced meat.

"vomit……"

Dabai glanced at it and felt dizzy. He turned around and lay aside and vomited wildly.

So disgusting!

If I follow you again in the future, I will know that I am just a pig!

With a roar in his heart, Dabai quickly turned his head and looked aside. Xiong was sitting on the ground, patting his chest constantly.

"roar……"

At this moment, a beast roar came from the distance.

Su Bai looked back and saw everyone standing up and looking at him angrily.

The Tibetan Mastiff at the old lama's feet opened its bloody mouth and rushed over quickly.

"If you dare to harm the divine bird, kill him!"

"You must be punished if you blaspheme the sacred bird."

"Yes, the curse sent down by the gods must have something to do with this stranger."

A group of people stared with red eyes and shouted indignantly.

"Baymax!"

Su Bai looked at the Tibetan mastiff rushing towards him and couldn't help but patted the giant panda next to him and roared angrily.

"Ouch!"

"I...I can't do it, can I?"

Seeing the ferocious appearance of the Tibetan Mastiff, Dabai couldn't help but tremble all over.

"roar……"

The white Tibetan Mastiff flew over, knocked Dabai to the ground, stepped on its chest, looked down disdainfully, and approached Su Bai step by step.

“A month’s worth of bamboo shoots!”

Su Bai held the dagger in his hand, quickly retreated, gritted his teeth and roared.

"He...he...he!"

The Tibetan Mastiff's sharp canine teeth were exposed, its saliva kept dripping to the ground, its hair stood on end, and it let out bursts of low growls.

"roar……"

With a roar, he used his back palms hard and flew directly from the spot.

Suddenly, a strong force came from the tail and pulled it back violently.

After it hit the ground hard, the Tibetan Mastiff turned his head angrily.

I saw that the animal behind me just now dared to show a ferocious look, with its paws tugging on its tail.

"roar……"

"Trash, tired of living!"

With a roar, he opened his bloody mouth and bit him directly.

"Ouch!"

Dabai's face was gloomy, he turned his bear paws and slapped the Tibetan Mastiff on the forehead, knocking it to the ground immediately.

Then he jumped on the spot and the bear sat directly on it.

The two dark bear paws kept turning from left to right and slapped the Tibetan Mastiff hard on the face.

"What the hell, a month's worth of bamboo shoots!"

"Bullying me is addictive, isn't it?"

"If I don't give you some color, you don't know how powerful the giant panda is!"

"Did you see the teeth? Can you bear the bite?"

…

"Okay, okay!"

Su Bai looked at the Tibetan Mastiff with his eyes rolled up and had fainted, while Dabai seemed to be going crazy and was still patting its forehead.

Su Bai took Dabai off the Tibetan Mastiff with both hands. Su Bai looked at the old lama walking from a distance and said in a deep voice:

"It's not what you think. These magical birds... died of poisoning..."

"I'm afraid that I was poisoned before I came here, and I happened to die from the poison here!"

"And... we must find those magical birds that just flew away as soon as possible, otherwise... it will cause death in a larger area."

"Outlander!"

The old lama glanced at the Tibetan Mastiff on the ground and said coldly:

"How can you be sure they were poisoned?"

"The divine bird has never died like this. It must be a punishment from the gods!"

"hehe……"

Su Bai looked at the old lama in front of him, smiled disdainfully, squatted directly on the ground, and pulled out all the food from the belly of the vulture on the ground.

Pointing to a bunch of hair, he said:

"Then take a look, does this thing look familiar?"

The old lama looked down, with a look of surprise on his face.

He hurriedly lowered his head, picked up the bunch of white hair in front of him, put it under his nose and smelled it.

"Is it... a white yak?"

"How is it possible? It's impossible for a white yak..."

After hearing the old lama's voice, the people following him quickly gathered around and picked up the hair from the vulture's stomach.

"It's the white yak..."

"Could it be that the sacred bird ate the dead white yak..."

"The number of these white yaks is very small, they can only be found in that wilderness grassland!"

"Dear outsider, I wonder if you can help us find out the cause of death of the sacred bird. We Sherpas will be forever grateful to you!"

The old lama stood in front of Su Bai, knelt down on the ground, and said respectfully.