The little yellow weasel's sinewy nose and small eyes suddenly became bright and bright, showing a ferocious look on his face. He opened his small mouth, pointed out his fangs, and bit into the little dog's throat with a loud bite.

"Gulu, jump."

Coyotito was lying on the ground and suddenly farted.

It turned out that he had a bowl of hot porridge in his stomach, but the ground was cold. Hot and cold alternated. His stomach rumbled and he farted.

What a coincidence, I caught up with the little weasel and wanted to bite the little dog.

Farting is not an honorable thing, but this fart was extraordinary. It saved Coyotito's life.

The little yellow weasel was originally a suspicious guy. Hearing a noise, he was startled. He looked around, left and right, and looked around for a long time, but found that nothing happened.

Then he turned around and stared at Coyotito, preparing to bite him again.

"pia!"

The little yellow weasel that approached got a big slap in the mouth, and it was so beaten that it ran away with a "snap" sound.

It turns out that Coyotito’s fart woke him up too.

"Hehe, what a bastard for saving people."

"I will never look down on people who fart again."

"No, I was also knocked down by the little weasel's fart just now."

"Hey, they're the same farts. Some save people and some kill them. Why is there such a big difference?"

He muttered to himself, but he didn't bark, his eyes were still closed, the puppy's mouth was still grinning, and the puppy's tongue was tilted there, pretending to be like a little dead dog.

This business is very familiar to Xiaozizi. If the grassland hadn't been half-pretended, vultures would have eaten it long ago.

When the little yellow weasel bites, he raises his paw and slaps it.

After being slapped, the little dog jumped up and started chasing the little yellow weasel.

but.

He was a little dazed now. The weasel's stinky fart had an amazing effect. Coyotito was hit by the trick and even started to stagger when he walked.

After leaving the fence, the little yellow weasel disappeared.

"I got hit by your fart twice. I'm really pissed off."

The angry little dog burped.

‘Click’

"Yeah."

Angry and resentful, Coyotito burped and farted. Two cold winds blew by, and Coyotito woke up.

I feel like my body stinks and it doesn't smell good.

Lin Haohao went to the roadside and found a pile of clean-looking snow, and took a cold snow bath first.

Taking a cold snow bath in winter is a very cold word.

Coyotito was no longer afraid of the cold, so he washed himself three times, thinking that he would definitely catch a cold if he didn't do this.

Finally, I washed the dog's face well, and the skin on the dog's nose was almost peeled off.

"Am I just a little dog with mysophobia?"

Coyotito has self-doubt.

"Stinky weasel, you almost smoked me to death. Do you think I can spare you?"

Coyotito huffed angrily.

"Ss."

Coyotito suddenly felt a strange smell coming again.

"Is it because my dog's hair is not washed clean?"

"No, I washed it quite cleanly!"

"Oh, it's the little weasel."

Coyotito immediately felt strong in his legs, swishing, swishing, chasing along the scent.

The little yellow weasel's escape route was quite tortuous. He turned left, then right, around, around the fenced yard of the old couple's home, and then came back again.

"Um?"

Coyotito was stunned and realized that he had arrived at the backyard of the old couple's home.

The backyard, like the front, also has a large gap. It seems that the little weasel entered the yard again from here.

There are several large wooden cages in the backyard.

There were rattling and gurgling sounds inside.

"Woof."

"It's the crow of a rooster."

"The weasel has no good intentions when it wishes the chicken New Year greetings."

"The little weasel must be causing trouble in the chicken coop."

"Woof!"

Coyotito yelled and ran towards the chicken rack door and rushed in.

Quack, two screams.

A golden shadow flashed past, but Coyotito didn't catch it with his paw.

I turned around and was about to chase after them when I suddenly saw a bunch of roosters gathering in front of me, as well as two ducks, flapping their wings together and making shrill screams of fear.

Lin Haohao quickly ran over.

It was really remarkable to see that the chickens and ducks had been seriously injured and were struggling hard.

Coyotito checked one by one and found that every chicken and duck had the same injury, which was a fatal throat injury.

The blood is still flowing, and the beating posture is getting weaker and weaker. It seems that he is probably seven levels dead.

"Little Weasel, you are such a vicious thief, you have killed so many animals again."

Coyotito turned around and glared in the direction where the little yellow weasel was escaping, glaring angrily.

In the distant night, the cool breeze still carries the scent of the little weasel, but there is no trace of it.

"Gaga, gaga."

The roosters and hens were crowing miserably.

It's so miserable that it makes people feel chilling.

Coyotito turned his head. He wanted to save these injured animals. To be precise, they were more than just injured, they were almost dying.

Lin Haohao continued his calmness when he was in the Star Alliance and objectively assessed some actual situations:

There were six roosters, three hens, and one male duck. The throats of each chicken and duck had been bitten and blood was flowing out. The scene was miserable.

In addition, it is freezing now, and the chickens and ducks that have been injured will freeze to death.

The situation is really not optimistic.

But Coyotito relied on his own saliva and several previous experiences, including rescuing a dying lizard, rescuing a giant red-crowned crane, and a lame little jackal.

But those few times were not so serious.

At this moment, Lin Haohao was not so confident.

He thought for a while:

"We need to get these chickens and ducks to a warm place first, and then lick their wounds. Maybe we can save them."

The life of a bird is at stake, so do whatever you want.

"A warm place?"

"The kennel might be a warm place."

"The old couple's house is a warmer place."

The little puppy ran to the old couple's door with a big rooster in his mouth.

"when."

"when."

"when."

Coyotito knocked on the door.

But it was now quiet at night, and the old couple was sleeping soundly, and they didn't hear the sound of Coyotito scratching the door at all.

Coyotito shook his head helplessly.
To be continued...