sherlock cat

The silent wasteland was no different from the night before, except for the few bright flashlight beams missing.

Jenny walked through the forest all the way, and when she came to the edge of Devil's Valley, the wilting sun barely set on the horizon.

She looked around cautiously, and found nothing unusual just like the first time.It was also thanks to the fact that there was no one here, otherwise, seeing a pair of green vertical pupils shining in the dark suddenly, the level of horror was not much worse than that of the "giant hound".

There was no one around, and there was no need to pretend to be an ordinary cat. Jenny was very relaxed. With a little effort on her limbs, she jumped up beautifully, and then fell steadily to the bottom of the valley.

Standing at the bottom of the valley and looking up, there is nothing but a mottled sky and surrounding trees.

He retracted his gaze again, and quickly scanned the entire valley.

Although the night had slowly shrouded, Jenny's eyesight was not affected at all, and she could see everything clearly.

She went down to the bottom of the valley the night before when she noticed that something was wrong with Sherlock. She was so focused on him that she didn't pay attention to anything else. Only then did she realize that there were a few giant paw prints among the dead branches and leaves at the bottom of the valley.

Jenny tilted her head in doubt, there was no "giant hound" but there were paw prints left by it.

Zheng Li lamented how wonderful the human world is, but suddenly heard rustling under the broken leaves not far away.After a while, a few gray figures came out from under the broken leaves, chattered together for a while with their pointed heads, and then walked forward in a line.

It turned out to be a bunch of voles.

Does this count as a narrow road to enemies?

Jenny touched it silently, like a group of terrifying black shadows shrouded the long string of voles.

After seeing the huge monster in front of them clearly, the gray little guys immediately let out a long scream, hugging each other and shaking like chaff.

Jenny's eardrums were almost broken by their screams one after another. She slapped them with her sharp claws and said mightily, "Shut up! If you keep screaming, I'll eat you all!"

Finally clean.

A few small voles closed their mouths tightly and snuggled together in a circle, looking at the fateful natural enemy in front of them with fearful bean-sized black eyes.

Jenny imitated Xiao Hei's usual manner, sharpened her sharp claws with great demeanor, and said very kindly: "I have a few questions to ask, and I need you to answer them honestly."

If Einstein were here, he would probably express deep sympathy for these unlucky little voles. You must know that its indelible psychological shadow started from this "honest answer".

But these little voles don't care about the psychological shadow of language. Jenny herself is the deity of the psychological shadow to any mouse—she is a cat, and a cat demon who has lived for more than 500 years.

So the little vole, who was blocked upright, didn't even dare to run away, but just looked at her with a frightened face, and nodded hurriedly.

Jenny is very satisfied.

"Is there anything unusual about this Devil's Valley?" She asked straight to the point.

The little voles continued to look at her eagerly, with an expression of not daring to speak.

Jenny sighed helplessly, "You can speak now."

After some pushing and shoving among the little voles, a representative was finally elected to answer Jenny's question.

"There was nothing special about this evil... Devil's Valley." The field mouse representative stammered, "The land here is soft and moist, and the food is abundant. Our ancestors, three generations of ancestors lived here..."

Jenny calculated silently. Generally, the lifespan of a field mouse is about one year, which is considered a long life. "Three generations of ancestors" sounds like a long span, but in fact, it is only more than three years...

"But recently, a few humans have been coming to the valley frequently," the field mouse representative continued tremblingly, "one of the humans has always released poison gas in the valley, and several of our cousins ​​have died because of it. As a last resort, we want to... think move place."

Only then did Jenny see that she was stepping on the rations that another field mouse had scattered all over the floor under her feet. There were peanuts, fruits, wheat grains, cabbages... very rich.

It turned out to be a bunch of small voles fleeing at night.

Jenny thought of an idiom of human beings very inopportunely - run away with one's head in one's hands, and felt that it was very suitable for the situation at this moment.

But...poisonous gas?

A small canyon is covered with mist, and a thousand-year-old tree, a century-old cat demon, and a long string of voles are shrouded in it.

Jenny sniffed vigorously, but couldn't smell any poisonous gas.

Then he looked down at the long line of small voles beside the sharp claws, thinking that they didn't have the guts to deceive her.And one by one, the burden of money, with the stored food, is indeed a posture of moving and fleeing.

A long line of small voles trembled in the night wind in fright from Jenny looking down.

Jenny raised her head again, and recalled the spells she had learned before in her mind. She hadn't used them for too long, and she was a little rusty.

She raised the cat's paw and made a seal in the air on her chest, only to hear the leaves around her suddenly rustling, and the water vapor and mist that condensed on the leaves and branches the night before rose into the air, slowly gathered, and finally formed a The chaotic ball floated in front of her.

In fact, this spell has a very beautiful gesture, but Jenny is a cat now, and when two fleshy cat paws gesture, no matter how elegant and beautiful the movement is, it is defeated by the word "cute".

Jenny raised the ball to her eyes, and the cat's paw tapped it lightly, and the white mist gathered inside actually turned purple, floating around in the ball gorgeously.

It's really poisonous.

It was because of these poisonous gases that Sherlock and Henry Knight had hallucinations. Seeing the "giant hound"?

She didn't notice it at all last night. It was really careless that it wasn't 01:30.

No wonder Xiao Hei and Tiger King both said that human beings are cunning. The poisonous gas refined has no smell or color, and is exactly the same as ordinary fog.People who are poisoned don't notice it at all.

By the way, she was also poisoned last night, why didn't she see the "giant hound"?

Maybe it's because their monsters are stronger than humans?

But having said that, the symptoms of poison gas poisoning are so single that it makes people speechless. Everyone is poisoned together, and they see a "giant hound" together... It's really uninspired.

Jenny will soon learn, though, that the gas poisoning symptom can sometimes be very creative—like when it affects a demon.

While thinking nonsense, he turned his head and looked around again and again.Because the poisonous gas was absorbed by her, the surrounding vegetation seemed more energetic.It seems that these poisonous gases not only affect humans, but also animals and plants.

Jenny glanced at the cloud of poisonous gas held in the cat's paw, and found that it was something that could not be dealt with.Let's break up again, it seems unethical.Let it go, she is now a cat, and there is no place to put it.

I looked at those trembling thousand-year-old trees and the pitiful vegetation that was younger.Jenny thought about it, and had no choice but to press the cloud of fog into her palm first, then turn her head and slowly find a way to disperse it.

Who made her cultivation base not good now?

"Are these giant paw prints also made by the human who often comes to the valley?" Jenny lowered her head to study those paw prints.

The little vole stands for trembling, trembling, trembling: "Hmm..."

It's still a well-prepared human being, but it's a pity that I met her.

After asking the questions she wanted to ask, Jenny looked up at the moon above her head leisurely, guessing that Sherlock should be back by this time.

Although he only said that she couldn't go to Baskerville with her, and didn't say that she couldn't go anywhere else, Jenny felt instinctively that it would be better for him, and for herself, if she waited obediently at the hotel.

Thinking of this, I didn't want to stay any longer, raised the cat's paw and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a screeching sound, and when I lowered my head, I remembered that there was a long line of little voles in front of me.

The long string of little field mice still trembling in the night wind helped her a lot, and Jenny felt that she should also express her gratitude in return, so she stretched out her cat's paws to help them gather up the rations scattered on the ground, and soon Sincerely said: "The name of Devil's Valley is very unlucky, and it's good for you to move away."

After thinking for a while, he said, "You guys have helped me today. If anyone who doesn't have eyesight bullies you in the future, just report my name and keep them scared to death."

After finishing speaking, he rode the wind and left very chicly.

A group of small field mice continued to tremble at the bottom of the valley for a while, and after a long while, the first small field mouse to react asked the representative of the field mouse: "She said that she can report her name when she is bullied, so...she is called What?"

A gust of cold wind was blowing, and the field mouse representative blinked his small pea-sized eyes blankly, "How do I know what her name is..."

The author has something to say: a cat with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and a disgusting and soft face: since ancient times, all great heroes are really heroes, and they will not leave their names for good deeds~~

Our cats are quite capable, but occasionally our brains are not working...

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