Hundred Treasures of the Monster Tan: Meat Feed

"You are a mouse, your whole family is a mouse!" 』

If Zong Jue could understand animal language, he would definitely understand how upset a certain animal was so close to him at the moment.

If he hadn't just had his earphones on, at least he could have heard some animal purring in displeasure.

The tiger raised its paws to give him a bite, but he pulled the quilt horns to cover his head, claws caught on the quilt, and stabbed.

The music in the earphones overwhelmed the tearing sound, but it reminded the tiger himself—no, it was looking for jerky, and it wanted to eat that kind of fragrant, spicy and spicy jerky.

Thinking of this, it dropped its buttocks and walked over smelling the smell of meat.

One leg stepped on the quilt, Zong Jue felt it, and thought, is this a mouse?

It's dead, isn't this mouse too big?Is it a ghost?

So the question is, which is scarier, ghosts or mice?

As a small butcher shop owner, Zong Jue is more afraid of mice, but this is not a butcher shop, and there is nothing to eat here.

Thinking of this, he calmed down, turned over, and fell asleep with his headphones on.

Zong Jue slept soundly that night, but his companions were not so lucky. They were disturbed by the rustling noise in the room for a long time, and they fell asleep in the middle of the night.

When I woke up in the morning, I was depressed and yawned non-stop.

When Zong Jue woke up, he heard them discuss——

"Last night the rats were really tossing",

"No, it's haunted, the mouse is not so bold",

"Ghosts also rummaged through things, so it's not a problem with this family," etc., etc.

Everyone packed up their things, and there were no problems, except Zong Jue's.

The straps of his backpack were torn, and the contents inside were ripped apart.

The most miserable thing is his Hermes wallet, the outer skin of which was scratched one by one.

He picked it up and looked at it. It looked like it was scratched by an animal's paw. The cat in the tailor's house in the old street likes to scratch things like this.

"How dare this mouse sharpen its claws," he said while measuring the wallet, "I only bought it for two days, and it returned to the pre-liberation overnight."

Xiaodong came over to have a look, and praised, "Now the simulation technology is so powerful, it looks like the real thing."

Dahe also said, "Yes, yes, where did you buy it?"

"Why do you ask where you bought it? Do you still want to buy fake ones for use?"

Meimei and Sun Xiaoyue came over, and after hearing what they said, Meimei scolded.

Dahe didn't dare to make a sound, so Wang Yang smoothed things over and said, "The sky has cleared up, it's weird here, let's hurry up and get on the road."

The two girls slept well, but after listening to them talk about all kinds of strange things last night, they also felt terrified, so they packed up their bags and left.

Sun Xiaoyue saw Zong Jue holding the wallet in a daze, and persuaded: "You should throw it away, this thing has been eaten by mice, it will be bad if it is infected with the virus."

"But I do like this purse."

"Oh, how expensive is a high imitation, just buy another one, let's go."

Wang Yang urged, everyone walked forward along the corridor, the corner was very empty, and the tiger specimens that were originally placed here were gone.

Zong Jue looked around and couldn't help but be surprised - put it outside on a rainy day, but put it away on a sunny day, isn't it afraid of mildew?

When everyone came to the gate, Ah Bao was already standing there, holding a bun in one hand, looking at them with a smile, as if he knew they were going to leave.

"Did you sleep well last night?" he asked.

"Very good, very good."

In broad daylight, the house seemed even more empty, and the child looked so weird no matter how weird they were. They didn't dare to stay for a long time, so they opened the door and ran out after a few perfunctory sentences.

Zong Jue walked last. He took out a few bills from his wallet and gave them to A Bao, saying, "This is the accommodation fee for last night. Thank you for taking us in."

"You're welcome, the house is empty anyway, and besides, you invited us to eat jerky, it's delicious."

A Bao patted his stomach, Zong Jue's eyes followed his movements, thinking that you wouldn't kill all the jerky.

"This is the address of my shop. If you drop by, you are welcome to visit the shop."

Abao didn't want money, so Zong Jue didn't show any courtesy to him, and took out a self-printed business card from his wallet and handed it over.

Abao took it and waved at him.

"It will rain in the next two days, so be careful on the road."

Ah Bao stuffed the last mouthful of buns into his mouth and watched Zong Jue walk away.

He turned his head when he heard footsteps behind him, and his mother-in-law ran over and asked, "A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"bad."

"Little brat, why don't you play cards according to common sense?"

"It's hilarious because something bad happens."

"That's right, let me tell you the bad news first, that Aoi is missing."

"none of my business!"

"I know, it's none of my business. I fed it a piece of meat last night, and it had convulsions. I underestimated its obsession with eating."

"As a foodie, I can't understand it any more."

"The good news is that the ancestor is gone, and there will be no more thunder and rain in our place."

"Then what will happen next?"

"Whoever it follows, the sky will change."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, then looked at the gate together, and shouted.

"Ah, the butcher!"

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When Zong Jue came out of the old house, his companions were impatiently waiting beside the car, urging him to open the door.

When everyone went up, Meimei asked, "What did the kid tell you?"

"It says it will rain again, let's be careful."

"Impossible, the weather forecast clearly says that the next week will be sunny."

"That child must be lying. Judging by his eating habits, he is not educated by a decent family. And that grandma looks like a wolf grandma."

"Don't talk about him like that, after all, he gave us a place to stay."

"Zong Jue, you are stupid, how can there be such a good person now, maybe they want to take advantage of us, if we all ate and drank like you last night, now maybe we are waiting in the basement for a kidney transplant gone."

Zong Jue felt that these people had read too many horror novels, so he was too lazy to say more.

After the car started, several people started chatting. Sitting in the passenger seat, Wang Yang turned on his small computer to read economic news, and was busy replying emails to clients.

Zong Jue said, "It's rare to come out to play, is it necessary to be so busy?"

"We are different from you. If you don't work for an hour, you will lose [-] million yuan."

"Yes, yes, you just need to concentrate on driving and leave us alone."

"Oh, so I'm the exclusive driver."

Zong Jue's self-mockery was drowned in everyone's chatter. As the foot of the mountain approached, the companions quickly forgot the weird experience last night and began to talk about the upcoming activities with great interest.

While chatting vigorously, there was a bang on the roof of the car, as if being hit by something.

The girls cried out, Xiaodong hurriedly said, "Stop the car and see what's going on."

Zong Jue stopped the car, Dahe opened the car door, and looked up with his head.

It rained yesterday, and they temporarily hung a plastic sheet on the luggage rack. There was a hole in the middle of the plastic sheet. He opened it to see that the cooler bags inside were well placed.

He sat back in the car and said, "It's okay, the wild fruit probably fell off the roof."

"That wild fruit is made of shot puts, right?"

"If you don't believe me, just see for yourself."

Zong Jue didn't move because he was lazy, so he started the car again and said, "As long as there is nothing to eat, it's our food reserve."

The car body shook, and a big cat... er no, a tiger with the head of a cat poked its head out from the side of the cooler bag.

It has been imprisoned for too long, its spells are a bit out of order, and it has no energy to chase halfway, so it has to hitch a ride.

Unexpectedly, when it landed on the ground, the strength was not well grasped, and it was almost discovered. It touched its forehead, sweating on its head, and the word king turned into a jade character.

The word "grain reserve" came along with the wind, and the tiger's ears pricked up, he got under the plastic bag, and pulled a few boxes with his claws.

The boxes were all buckled, the locks were very tricky, and the claws were not very easy to use. It took a long time for it to work, but the locks did not move at all.

It sniffed its nose again, but it couldn't get the scent because it was so close at hand, not to mention how uncomfortable it was, it got angry and slapped its paw on the roof of the car.

At the same time, there was a clap of thunder above the clear sky.

Everyone in the car was startled, but they didn't notice the slapping from the roof.

Meimei said, "It won't rain again, will it?"