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It was a cat's howl.

My eyes shot open.

Ouch ouch——

The angry cat meows, accompanied by the rapid rustling of leaves, sounding near and far in the dark forest.

It seemed like two cats were fighting.

It's not surprising that there are lynxes in the deep mountains and old forests, but the ancient leader repeatedly warned that cats are not allowed in ancient tombs.

At this time, a cat suddenly appeared, which didn't seem like a good omen.

Not only did I sit up, Old Man Tang and the man with glasses who were resting in the tent also made some movement.

"What's going on?" The zipper opened and Old Man Tang stuck his head out.

"There seems to be a bobcat fighting not far away. It's not a big deal." Fu Hao replied.

"Cat? What a coincidence." Old Man Tang frowned, "Keep an eye on it, don't let the cat come and cause trouble."

"Okay, Mr. Tang."

Old Man Tang retreated into the tent.

Fu Hao added some firewood to the fire, took out a bottle of water, poured it out and patted his face to stay awake.

"What time is it? Is it time for me to keep vigil?" I rubbed my eyes and looked into the dark distance.

"It's not time yet. If you can't sleep, just have a chat with me." Fu Hao took out the cigarette and handed it to me.

"Okay, let's chat for a while." I took the cigarette and lit it.

While puffing away the mist, the bobcats fighting not far away showed no intention of stopping. Instead, they fought more and more fiercely, and they seemed to be driving closer to us.

"These wild cats had better not come here! Otherwise I will kill each one." Fu Hao looked over there, frowning, and said in disgust.

"What? Lao Fu, you don't like cats?"

"I haven't liked cats since I was a child. Cats are quite evil." Fu Hao pulled up his collar to reveal the scars on his neck.

"See, this is what the cat scratched when I was a kid."

I was surprised: "The arrest was so brutal!"

"I hate cats the most, especially black cats. I still remember that when my grandfather was buried, a cat came from nowhere and suddenly jumped on the coffin."

Fu Hao blew out a puff of smoke.

"My parents were frightened and rushed to chase the black cat away. Who knew that the black cat not only refused to go away, but instead pounced on me. This is how the scar was left."

"But fortunately, the black cat was beaten to death in the end, otherwise my grandfather would..."

I asked curiously: "Just what?"

"Let's raise the body. You city people definitely don't believe this."

"I've heard of it, but I've never seen it. I don't know if it's true or not. But just based on this, I don't hate cats so much."

"In our line of work, it's unlucky to see a cat while working. Plus, from that time on, whenever I see a cat, it's bad luck."

"So evil? Lao Fu, what do you do?" I asked with my eyes wide open on purpose.

Fu Hao's eyes flickered: "My line of work is quite taboo for most people."

Before we finished speaking, a cat meowed suddenly from the bushes next to us, which startled us all.

We were chatting just now, but I didn’t notice when the sound of the bobcats fighting disappeared.

It came so suddenly that we were all shocked.

Fu Hao's expression changed, he picked up a burning piece of dry wood, stood up with a swish, and looked around.

I also looked around cautiously.

It is said that if there is fire, the wild beasts in the mountains will not dare to approach it.

The flickering light made the surrounding trees appear erratic, and it was unclear where the cat was hiding in the darkness.

"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on me? Why did we let the cat come over anyway!" Old Man Tang walked out of the tent and looked at us very dissatisfied.

"How can you guard against an animal like a cat?" I said.

"Drive them away!" Old Man Tang frowned and had a long face.

"Mr. Tang, I'm going right away." Fu Hao took a knife, used the burning dry wood as a torch, and walked carefully towards the place where the cat meowed.

"You go too!" Old Man Tang stared at me.

"Okay." I flashed my flashlight and followed Fu Hao.

The flashlight swept through the dark trees, and a pair of green eyes suddenly appeared among the dense branches and leaves.

"Over there!"

I yelled and quickened my pace.

The trees swayed rapidly, and after a rustling sound, when the flashlight was shined again, the pair of green shining eyes had disappeared.

However, there seemed to be a few drops of blood remaining on the shaking leaves.

Fu Hao and I looked at each other and walked over quickly.

Sure enough, it was blood. It had just dripped on the leaves and hadn't had time to dry.

A cat is injured.

I shined the flashlight to the side and found more blood stains, dripping towards the denser bushes.

"Go over and have a look. If I catch it, I have to skin it!"

Fu Hao looked disgusted and walked ahead holding dry firewood.

Rustling!

After walking a few steps, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the trees.

"Right there!"

Fu Hao quickly chased after him.

The grass shook, and the black figure seemed to be injured and could not run fast, and was actually caught up by Fu Hao.

"Meow-"

Fu Hao stepped on its tail, then grabbed the back of its neck and lifted it up.

It's a shaggy lynx.

The body struggled desperately, the sharp claws on the feet were exposed, but the weak ribs were held, and they never posed a threat to Hao.

There were many bloody scratches and bite marks on the mottled body, the skin and flesh were rolled, and the injuries were serious.

Otherwise, how could such an animal, which is famous for its flexibility, be caught so easily.

"It's you little beast! What do you want to do here in the middle of the night?"

Fu Hao looked at Shanmao fiercely, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

The cat's face was full of wildness. Although it was caught by someone, it did not surrender. Its entire face wrinkled, its fangs exposed, and a threatening sound like a breath came from its throat.

"Are you still mean to me? Haha, I'll skin you right away, roast you and eat your meat. Let's see how long you can be mean!"

Fu Hao's smile was cruel, and he carried the lynx and walked back.

I came over just in time to see this scene.

When I saw a lynx with mixed fur, I thought of Wangcai and felt very unbearable.

This guy Wangcai hasn't come back since he ran away last time, and I don't know what's going on now.

I hope you don't fall into the hands of such a person.

"Lao Fu, you don't really want to eat it, do you? I heard people say that cat meat is not good."

"It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not. Do you know why I was not unlucky when I met cats later? It was because I skinned them and ate their meat."

Fu Hao sneered triumphantly, and that smile made me shudder.

Carrying the lynx back to the camp, Fu Hao raised his hand to Old Tang: "Old Tang, this is the cat."

"It's just settled outside, why bring it back?" Old Man Tang seemed to dislike cats too, and frowned in disgust.

"After watching for most of the night, I'm hungry. Let's eat some game. Rest assured, Mr. Tang, it won't affect your affairs."

Fu Hao took a rope and quickly tied up the bobcat.

The lynx kept howling and shook its head wildly. Fu Hao picked up a stone and hit the lynx on the head.

There was a bang.

My heart suddenly contracted.

The lynx fell down with blood on its head, its limbs twitching weakly.

Old Man Tang glanced at Fu Hao coldly. Seeing that the cat was dead, he didn't say anything and returned to the tent.

Fu Hao took out a knife, poured some water on it, and sharpened it on the stone.

The loud sound of sharpening the knife echoed in the dark mountains, making my scalp tingle.

Looking at the dying lynx with mixed emotions, my heart suddenly trembled and I realized something was wrong.