In the silence of June, the summer heat is getting deeper, especially near the Silent River. The forest is dense, the wind is light, and the water vapor is transpiring, making this sullen atmosphere linger in the forest, making people more and more irritated.
The bad guys couldn't sleep well at night and had bad tempers.
Buck and Maodou had just had a brief negotiation in front of the bushes, and there were a lot of threatening grunts in Fu Dou's camp. Several of these sounds made Buck subconsciously tighten his tail.
"Stay down and don't move!"
Buck glared fiercely at the gray dog in front of him and sent a thought: "I'll bite you to death if you dare to move!"
The puppy looked at Buck with an innocent face, opened its mouth, and seemed to want to meow twice more.
The night watcher had sharp eyes and quick claws. He picked up a short wooden stick from the ground and stuffed it into the greyhound's mouth.
"Quiet!"
It warned again with its eyes.
Maodou finally gave up the plan of meowing twice and lay on the ground obediently. An oil gourd climbed over a pile of wet leaves and climbed onto Maodou's tail. The gray dog glanced at it from the corner of his eye, flicked his tail, and pulled the little
The worms were sucked into pulp.
Buck stared at the bug on the tip of the dog's tail and hesitated for a few seconds.
Although almost no futo meows, what if it happens?
What if this guy was raised by a cat? What if it has strong foreign language skills? What if it just has a discomfort in its throat and its voice is thinner? Once upon a time, the old scoundrels gathered around the lava pit and told Buck
The past stories came to mind one by one, but the fudou in those stories was raised by wolves and learned how to howl like wolves.
Once this kind of speculation appears in your mind, it is difficult to suppress it.
Buck wandered around the clearing for several times, and finally made up his mind, slipped into a small mud pit at the edge of the clearing, dug his front paws, and in a moment he dug out a piece of charcoal that still exuded a dark red luster.
This is his reward for being on duty tonight.
Buck swung his tail, and the tip of his forked tail was like a sharp fork, easily picking up the piece of charcoal and raising it in front of the dusty dog.
The Greyhound tilted his head back subconsciously, as if he wanted to avoid the red-hot coals.
Buck breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes showed a hint of joy. His snacks were saved, and he successfully confirmed the identity of the greyhound in front of him.
But before the joy dissipated, the gray dog blinked at it, opened its mouth, and swallowed the coal with a slurp.
"Meow~!"
It burped comfortably and sprayed out a cloud of sparks from its mouth.
Buck stared blankly at the fluffy sparks slowly dissipating in the humid air. The tail hanging in the air was like a reed in a pond after autumn, rustling in the night wind, full of sadness.
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Edamame naturally does not have the bloodline of Fu Dou.
As a dog with a trace of Tindalos hound blood, Maodou is slightly less ferocious and stubborn than the real Tindalos hound, but in terms of intelligence and cleverness, it is far superior.
Although it has not been long since he became wise, Maodou has learned countless hunting skills through hundreds of clones densely packed in the gaps of time and space, such as tracking, lurking, hunting, and camouflage.
Pretending is a profound knowledge.
The real disguise is not to be what you learn, but to be what you want to be.
For example, if Edamame wants to be a bull, then it must be like a real bull, like flames, hate water vapor, and be able to swallow charcoal fire and pull out dung fire.
The first two points can be easily achieved. All you need to do is express your closeness to the flame and your aversion to water vapor. The last two points are a little more difficult. Just like the piece of charcoal that the edamame swallowed just now, it used its innate ability to
The piece of charcoal moved to the gap between time and space and was not actually eaten.
As for fecal fire, Hu Dou does not have to defecate every day, so edamame is still very safe for a day or two.
The moonlight is getting darker.
The Nighthawk of the Dou Dou Group is like a stone sculpture, standing blankly behind a bush, staring at the dark forest and wandering into the sky. Next to the Nighthawk, although the gray dog has its eyes closed and its tail curled up, its ears are erect.
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Not long ago, when it traveled through the gaps in time and space to track the traces of the owners of snake sloughs, it accidentally captured a small picture of future time and space.
In the picture, a black figure floated in mid-air, waved his hand, and sprinkled a piece of fire, burning a large forest. In the flames, a group of troublemakers howled happily, jumped back and forth on the top of the flames, and crawled respectfully in the path.
The feet of the black figure.
Its keen sense of smell told it that the black figure was the owner of the snake sloughs it had sniffed.
And those fights are a bright clue.
Just follow this clue and it's not difficult to find your goal.
The Silent Forest is very large, and although Fu Dou is a rare magical creature, there are quite a lot of it. But this is not a problem for Gouzi who has a clone. Its figure jumps and shuttles through the gaps in time and space, and its clones are everywhere in every group in the forest.
The camp of Fu Dou.
The one in front of Buck is just one of his many ears and eyes.
But he is the luckiest one.
Because when the moonlight turned from thick to dark and gradually set on the treetops, two strange voices suddenly sounded in the forest.
It was the voice of two witches talking.
"These guys in the Silent Forest were born to fight in the dark without any education... They have not been corrected by the gardeners in the school. What kind of beautiful flowers can grow from the seeds that take root and sprout in the cracks of the humus layer and stones?
Where is your son coming?"
"We're going to raise more troops...not beasts."
The first witch had a clear voice and spoke quickly: "You have been on the island for so long, do you know which clans are easier to recruit? We don't have much time."
"You, you have been on the island for a longer time." The second witch's voice was slightly hoarse. When I first heard it, I felt that the voice was like a radio that had been broken for a long time and had poor signal, but after listening to it more
When you hear it, you can detect a certain hoarse charm hidden in the hissing sound, which is fascinating.
Maodou is not a wizard, so naturally he cannot hear the charm in that hoarse voice.
But it is a dog, and it is easy to catch the familiar scent in the air.
The owner of the snake slough.
Just among those two voices.
The dog opened its mouth silently, conveying a message to the clones scattered in every corner of the silent forest. Its erect ears became straighter, and its eyelids that were originally closed suddenly opened, twinkling in the dark forest.
A heart-stopping light green.
After hearing her companion's rebuttal, the first witch was obviously silent for a moment.
"It is true that I have been on the island longer than you." Her tone softened slightly: "But at that time, I stayed in school and on campus. I went out of school a few times, and the last time I was very unlucky...