Hunting High School

"Help me catch the mouse!"

"A mouse, a dried fish! I know you can understand~! How about it, do you want to do it?!"

"If a cat doesn't catch mice, what's the difference between it and this salted fish?"

Under the tree, wearing small leather shoes, squatting on the ground with a plush bear in her arms, the little witch persuaded the bold cats in front of her, trying to complete her task by "hiring".

Zheng Qing didn't get off the tree, but was still lying on the branch, watching the interaction between the little witch and the cats leisurely.

Those who dared to go down the tree were relatively large cats. For example, there was a Norwegian forest cat with fluffy fur, which made its ears look much smaller. Maybe this affected its hearing. Therefore, the relationship between this cat and the little witch The distance between them is extremely close—of course, it is more likely that the big cat is coveting the dried fish in the little witch's hand.

"A mouse, a dried fish!" Li Meng stretched the teddy bear in front of her, blocked the forest cat's approach, and at the same time raised her voice emphatically: "There are no mice, no dried fish~~"

She habitually pulled the last word, as if singing.

It's just that the big and small cats in front of her didn't know how to appreciate the beauty of vocal music. All the cats' eyes were fixed on the fragrant little dried fish, and their heads and arms swayed up and down with the little witch's swing.

"Damn pointy-eared thief! Get your claws off my face!!"

In Li Meng's hand, the stuffed bear struggled hard, staring at a pair of glass eyes, and growled at the forest cat in front of him: "It's so close, do you have a mouse? You don't even have a mouse. How dare you be a cat? Damn it!" You idiot, die!"

The forest cat, originally attracted by the small fish, finally shifted its attention amidst the scream of the plush bear, and moved its gaze to the plush bear—maybe it wanted to get closer, and it poked it with its paw just now The plush bear in front of him.

But it's clear that the stuffed bear is not a good-natured doll.

On the tree, Zheng Qing cheerfully put his two front paws on his chest, leisurely watching the skirmish below. In his impression, that forest cat is not a good-tempered guy. Not long ago, a Maine Coon cat that was trying to climb onto a tree branch above its head was slapped by this forest cat for no reason. on the ground.

According to Zheng Qing's understanding, this forest cat can be regarded as the dominant one among forty or fifty cats among these few trees, and it is natural to have a little temper.

Therefore, he felt that something was going to happen to Li Meng's stuffed bear doll.

He has never had a good impression of the stuffed bear—and he has always been curious, obviously it is the doll of two witches, how can this stuffed bear have such a bad temper? Jiang Yu will not talk about it, although Li Meng is a bit savage, but she rarely utters dirty words, God knows where the plush bear's messy slang came from.

Or, after the doll is enlightened through alchemy, it will naturally master this bad habit? If this rule was made by a certain god, then this god is too wicked.

Just as he was thinking about these unnutritive things, the situation under the tree and in the field changed again.

After the huge forest cat was teased by the plush bear, it immediately gave up the small dried fish in the witch's hand, squinted its eyes, and stared at the plush bear. There was a threatening grunt from its throat, the hair on its body exploded, and its size seemed to grow bigger in an instant.

The stuffed bear seemed to be frightened by the threat of the forest cat, and immediately stopped talking, its two glass eyeballs rolled around, and its limbs fluttered, as if trying to avoid the front of the big cat. It's just that it was held up in the air by Li Meng, and its two short legs were still a few feet away from the ground, so even though it fluttered its limbs, it just struggled on the spot.

"Li Neng, stop making trouble!!" Li Meng shook her arms impatiently, as if she wanted to throw the plush bear on the ground, but she gave up this plan after taking a look at the dirty and slippery soil on the ground.

"Make trouble again, when I get back, I'll hang you on the fan!" The little witch threatened, then turned her head to look at an exotic shorthair cat squatting beside her: "Well, your mouse is a little small ..."

This is an orange-yellow short-haired cat with fluffy and thick hair, a flat face, and the corners of the eyes are slightly drooping downwards. Combined with the drooping corners of its mouth, it always gives people a wronged expression.

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At this moment, the short-haired cat was biting a small mouse about an inch long and sitting quietly in front of Li Meng.

"You mouse is too small, it feels like it has just grown fur." ​​The little witch bit her lip, seeming to be a little hesitant. But when she looked around, apart from this shorthair cat, there was no other cat that responded to her offer.

"Meow~" the shorthair cat let out a weak cry, which became the last straw on the camel's back in this negotiation.

"Okay! Don't call me so pitiful, as if I'm bullying you!" Li Meng sighed heavily: "After all, Lao Yao only said how many mice to catch at that time... It seems that there is no regulation on the size of the mice. If I catch two mice, one male and one female, and then let them give birth to cubs, and I should be able to quickly gather the required number..."

On the tree, the originally bored black cat suddenly pricked up its ears, then lowered its head, looking at the little witch with complicated eyes.

Who said this little guy is stupid! Ghosts and ghosts—by the way, is it feasible to raise mice? The black cat was lost in thought for a moment.

Under the tree, Li Meng finally decided to make a deal with the short-haired cat.

"Since you are the first to send the mouse, I must give you a discount!" Saying that, the little witch spread her hands generously, and handed the dried fish to the short-haired cat: "Hey! It's yours!"

"Meow." The short-haired cat whispered obediently, and raised its two front legs to make a bow, then hugged the small dried fish and ran down the tree. It seems that it wants to go back to the tree and enjoy the dried fish slowly.

"Snapped!"

A huge paw slanted across and blocked the short-haired cat.

The forest cat tilted its head, hooked the tip of its tail, and said nothing, but the meaning in its eyes was very clear.

'Stop and rob! '

The short-haired cat let out a frightened 'ow', dropped the small dried fish in its paws, and ran back to the tree. It didn't even care about the mud on its front paws, and just shivered among the branches of its own tree.

The forest cat paced squarely, walking slowly towards the small dried fish.

"Stop! You bully cat! How dare you rob in broad daylight?!" Li Mengteng jumped up from the ground, crossed his hips, threw the plush bear out of his hand, and shouted at the same time: "Li Neng , give it to me! Hit it!"

After the plush bear was thrown not far from the forest cat by Li Meng, he got up, shook the mud off his body, roared loudly, and yelled at the big cat twice.

Then, without waiting for the big cat to react, it turned its head and ran away, running behind the little witch in no time. (to be continued)