In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

As soon as the idea of ​​jerky tickets was put forward, it was opposed by many animals.

"How do you make the brown jackal and a group of sheep live in harmony?" Fat Qingchong hit the nail on the head, "Besides, if a powerful hunter appears, you can't even run away with your small body."

Thinking about it, it seems that this is indeed the case, Rick drooped his head listlessly, and couldn't help feeling a little more.

The experience of the previous life cannot be used in the forest. Once it does not match the actual situation in the forest, it is very likely to do bad things with good intentions.

"The leader of the brown jackal is really not Big Big Wolf," he could only repeat, silently hiding the idea of ​​the forest extravaganza in his heart, looking at the gourd baboons who were scratching their heads, and solemnly emphasized, "Don't listen to the rumors in the forest."

The gourd baboons nodded obediently.Looking at the sky, they were also preparing to return. They reluctantly held the military master's paw, and told them worriedly: "The military master must be careful, there are more and more rumors about you in the forest recently, which may arouse the attention of the race. Notice."

Rick froze for a moment, didn't understand, retracted his claws, looked at the figures of the gourd baboons swinging away, and repeated in a low voice in doubt: "A race with a heart?"

What kind of caring race, could it be that the cotton ball ball sheep, curly-haired sun sheep and bantam stone sheep are coming to him to fight for which tribe the sheep in Yangcun belong to?

The fat caterpillar rolled his eyes beside him.

"You are a cub of Xuanhuox," he reminded with disgust, "Don't you remember the ending of the Xuanhuhu clan? You have to know exactly who they offended."

Rick: "..."

He really didn't know.

When he crossed over, he crawled out of the corpses of his clansmen with great difficulty. The only thing in his memory that was related to the murderer was the huge black shadow that he vaguely saw in the distance when he opened his eyes.

He thought it was a tragedy caused by normal hunting behavior in the forest, but was there something else hidden?

"Do you know what?" He took a few quick steps and followed Fat Qingchong, "Who did the Xuanhuhu family offend?"

The fat caterpillar didn't speak.

Rick clearly saw the deep fear in his Doudou's eyes.

"They probably wouldn't come looking for you on purpose," said Fat Qingchong at last. "After all, according to the rumors in the forest, you are just a fox cub who loves to tell stories, so don't think too much about it."

Rick tilted his head, keenly aware of the unfinished meaning in Fat Qingworm's words.

"It doesn't matter who he offends!" Ah Li pounced forward, tugged at the fox's ears, and comforted him cheerfully, "Just let's defeat him together!"

Rick laughed, picked up the squirrel and ruaed it a few times, his worried expression faded away, but he still felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if some terrible danger of extinction was approaching, which made him feel uneasy these days.

In a few days, the pottery of the second kiln was fired, with the brown pigment of the brown jackal as the glaze, and Rick used the feather of the thunderbird as a paintbrush to draw beautiful patterns on the clay pot.

The pottery bowls used by Rick, Ali, and Fat Qingchong are painted with Q-version foxes, squirrels, and insect heads, and the pottery pots for cooking are painted with various small mushrooms, ready to be given to the big gourd baboon. The pot is painted with vivid crystal grapes.

On the day when the gourd baboons came to move the clay pot, they loved the beautiful crystal grapes on the clay pot so much that they pestered Rick to learn how to draw grapes.

Rick picked a piece of charcoal from the unburned fire, took a slate to write and draw, and taught on the spot, surrounded by a circle of gourd baboons sitting and listening.

At the end of the day, a few smart gourd baboons were able to draw vines decently. They were happily circling around with their charcoal pencils in their hands, and they made an appointment with Rick to come and learn tomorrow.

However, the next day, as soon as the morning sun emerged from the top of the mountain, the blizzard hit the forest again, turning the forest that had finally become lively again in the past few days into a territory of blizzard and strong wind.

And a certain two foxes and squirrels who rode a snow fox out to fish early in the morning were unfortunately trapped in the bushes by the river.

The snow fox worked hard to stretch its wings, protecting the two little ones that were almost blown away by the strong wind. Rick tried his best to dig down, got into the white snow, and sprayed flames from his mouth to soften the frozen soil layer. It took a lot of effort to dig out a small pit that could accommodate them.

"Why is there no sign of a blizzard?" Ali was shivering from the cold, trying to get into the fox's fur, patted the bloody claws that the fox had dug into the dirt, green fluorescent flashes, and healed the fox's claws.

The snow fox lay down in the snowdrift, covered the hole of the pit with its body, and blocked the howling wind.

"We have to find a way," Rick said anxiously, "If this blizzard lasts for more than ten days, we will definitely freeze to death!"

"I would have brought the fat caterpillar with me if I knew it earlier!" Ah Li wailed.

Rick blinked.

He lowered his head in surprise, looking at the squirrel shrunken into a ball of chestnut hair: "Do you know the identity of the fat caterpillar?"

"Do you think he concealed it well?" Chestnut hairball turned over, revealing big watery eyes, and rolled his eyes helplessly, "How can an ordinary green caterpillar have the confidence to despise us two? .Besides, he knows more than I do, which is unusual in itself."

"so?"

"So of course I want to see how long the fat green worm can pretend to be a small vegetable worm in front of me."

Rick tilted his head, thought about it carefully, and found it a little funny: "So you want to eat mint leaves?"

squirrel:"……"

The squirrel stopped talking.

The pervasive cold invaded this simple pit. Even with the snow fox trying to block the wind, Rick and Ali were shivering from the cold.They huddled together in hunger and cold, and there was a moment of silence. Rick stood up shaking his stiff limbs, popped his head out of the hole, looked at the outside environment warily, retracted again, and turned his head to look at the squirrel:

"Let's go? It feels like the wind is a little weaker this time."

Ali hesitated for a moment.

When a blizzard comes, it is very imprudent to go out rashly. Like them, there are no trees that can block the wind. After going out, there are only bushes and snow-covered rivers. It is even more terrifying, and it is easy to be swept away by the wind. , don't know where to take it.

But if they stay here again, they will either starve to death or freeze to death, so they might as well go out and try their luck.

"Let's go!" Ali made up his mind, "Be sure to hide in the snow, and pay attention to catch the snow fox, he is heavier than us, and it is not easy to be blown away."

Rick nodded, and picked up the squirrel fur in his mouth. Under the protection of the snow fox, he jumped out of the pit and ran quickly to the forest.

The fine and heavy snow was blown down by the cold wind, and it hurt like needles when it fell on the body.Rick struggled to walk through the potholes in the snow layer more than one meter deep, and was injured by sharp stones mixed in the snow layer from time to time. Fortunately, Ah Li could always release the healing green fluorescence at the first time, which made him Barely survived this long and torturous journey, and saw that he would soon walk into the forest.

Suddenly, the snow fox let out a sharp cry.

Bewildered by the heavy snow, the foxes and squirrels, whose visibility was only half a meter, looked over in confusion.

Before he could see where the snow fox's paw was pointing, the gust of wind that was about to blow up one fox and one mouse, and the trees falling at an angle of about [-] degrees in the same direction in front of him, had already made Rick understand what they were facing at this time. crisis.

The hurricane struck, with an incomparable majesty, it rolled up all the nearby mud, snowdrifts and vegetation, and rushed straight towards Rick.

"Run!" screamed the squirrel.

Rick's paws were deeply embedded in the huge rock in front of him, and he tried his best to climb on the rock, protecting the squirrel in his arms. Hearing this, he couldn't help complaining: "If you can run, you think I will be here?!"

With a bang, the rock couldn't withstand the huge suction force of the hurricane, and rose from the ground.

Along with the rocks, there were also foxes, squirrels, and snow foxes that were almost blown away.They rolled up together, up and down in the hurricane, and in this terrifying feeling of falling, their eyes soon went dark, and they didn't know where they were thrown.

……

the other side.

Startled by the sudden blizzard, Fat Qingchong woke up from his sleep, slowly climbed out of his wooden house, and knocked on the door of the tree house.

Knock on the door again.

The fox and the squirrel didn't respond for a long time, and the fat caterpillar's face gradually became serious. He looked around, but all the traces were covered by Blizzard, and he couldn't even find any clues.

The worm silk waved and broke open the stone door violently. The fat green worm rushed in and made a full circle in the tree house, confirming that the fox and the squirrel were indeed not in the house. They didn't even have all the equipment to go out, so they couldn't help covering their faces with a headache .

These two careless little bastards, why did they go out today!

Helplessly circling around, the fat caterpillar was angry and impatient, looking at the howling storm outside, shrunken into a piece of caterpillar with nothing to love.

Suddenly there was a ferocious roar from outside the tree house.

The fat caterpillar got up vigilantly, its tentacles dangling, and a look of disbelief appeared on its face.

"Come out!" There was a fierce roar, and a purple-black cheetah rushed into the tree house. Seeing the fat caterpillar lying on the rabbit blanket, it paused with a ferocious expression, and asked in a low growl. "Who are you? Where is the fox that lives here?"

Fat Qingchong looked at him unhurriedly: "This is how forest inspectors protect the forest? Breaking into other people's territory for no reason?"

"Where's the fox?" The cheetah ignored him and asked again.

"How can a cub without the shelter of the clan occupy such a good tree house? If it weren't for his good storytelling skills, I wouldn't let him stay here for so long," the fat green insect said calmly, "Now Of course I was driven away."

The cheetah looked at him suspiciously, searched around, shrugged its nose and sniffed, but found no fresh scent of fox, turned around to see the fat caterpillar's gradually sharp eyes and the sharp worm threads ready to go, finally Still a little apprehensive, he simply walked out of the tree house.

Fat Qingchong also crawled to the door of the tree house, and when he looked up, a dozen beasts in front of the door stared at him fiercely.

Brown-feathered tiger, purple-skinned leopard, orange hawk, long-tailed lizard... and the capuchin-tailed ermine standing in the front.

Even though it was blown by the cold wind and snow, the fat green worm couldn't help shedding a few drops of cold sweat.

"The fox you're looking for isn't here," he cleared his throat, trying to stay calm, "you don't believe those rumors, do you? It's just a weak fox, nothing special at all except that it can tell some stories .”

Unable to fly in the air due to the blizzard, he could only stand awkwardly on top of the long-tailed lizard. The orange eagle in a bad mood said coldly: "Is this also a rumor that the snow he piled up can turn into a snow monster?"

"Create a snow monster?" The fat green worm shook its tentacles in surprise, and laughed incredulously, "Is this a new type of joke? If you can really pinch a snow monster, the forest will be in chaos long ago? Please, That fox is just a little dexterous, and the pile of animals is extraordinarily beautiful."

The caterpillar tentacles pointed to the igloo over there: "If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look, it's right there."

The purple leopard walked over first, walked around the igloo vigilantly, but saw nothing unusual, so the leopard swept its tail, and directly swept down the igloo, revealing the snow squirrels, snow squirrels, and snow green caterpillars inside.

"It's quite a pile," the purple leopard commented, snapping its paws, and easily cut the snow squirrel in half, exposing the thick snow inside. "It's not a snow monster. Once a snow monster is destroyed, it will be destroyed directly." dissipated."

They huddled together, muttered and discussed for a while, and left straight away.

The fat caterpillar let out a long sigh of relief.Spit out the worm silk to repair the stone slab, and block the treehouse door again.

"The forest inspectors were alarmed, and they were able to escape," the fat caterpillar twitched its tentacles while paralyzed in the tree house, and said to itself, "Even I think that the legend may be true."