Tiger King's Rabbit Fur Footpads

Tuantuan was rescued from the snow by Dawang years ago.

Tuantuan, who had just started to be smart, was bitten by a wild dog, and escaped desperately from the dog's mouth, dragging his hind legs and plunged into the snowdrift to barely save his life.

The injured hind leg was bleeding profusely, coupled with being trapped in the snowdrift, curled up in a ball, I felt that the blood in my whole body was frozen, and I felt so close to death for the first time.

Tuantuan's teeth were chattering, he was so cold that he couldn't even close his three-petal mouth, and he barely let out a weak "chichi" sound from his throat, the voice was thin and weak, which sounded pitiful.

At first, the king who came out to forage and passed by the snowdrift thought that he had heard wrongly, his ears trembled twice, and he stopped to listen carefully for a while, after all, it is a bit difficult to hunt a rabbit in winter.

The weak voice was intermittent, as if resting for a while to save some energy, and calling again when I had the strength.

The king has lived for a hundred years and has a lot of experience. Just by hearing the sound, he knows that the rabbit must be fat.

The thin rabbit must have died from the cold at this time.

The king followed the sound and came over, sniffed the snowdrift, and the strong and cold bloody smell instantly poured into his nose.

... The king heard his stomach rumbling, and the whole tiger became energetic.

It's the smell of meat, it's time to eat.

With one paw digging open the snowdrift, a pink rabbit rolled out and fell on the snow.

Tuan Tuan struggled to open his blurred eyes, seeing the huge monster in front of him, his three-petal mouth trembled in fright, and he almost passed out on the spot.

"grumble."

They screamed in despair, drooping their ears, shivering in the snow with their injured hind legs curled up.

It was originally an ordinary little white rabbit in the mountains. If it hadn't been a coincidence that it had opened its intelligence, it would have become someone else's dinner.

Tuantuan thought he was a rabbit favored by the heavens, and he was eagerly looking forward to his human form, but he didn't expect to fall into the tiger's mouth in the end.

Thinking of this, Tuantuan began to cry in despair, the big warm tears fell down without hesitation, moistening the hairs at the corners of his eyes.

The king was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the Chinese food in front of him.

The smart rabbit turned out to have injured its hind leg, half of its body was stained red with blood, and it looked pink. Fortunately, he thought the rabbit was a mixed breed. He handed over a new breed.

The blood-soaked fur was frozen hard, making the snow dumpling look like ice scum.

The king sat down on the ground, looking worriedly at the poor rabbit who was crying to himself.

He didn't do anything, why is it crying?

A gust of cold wind blew, and the king's furry ears trembled against the wind, and he realized belatedly what the rabbit was afraid of.

With a sound of "poof", the king changed into a human form.

He squatted on the ground, stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers and poked the rabbit, "Why are you crying?"

He didn't say eat it.

The king is the king of this mountain. Although all animals in the mountain can be eaten, he has his own rules. He will not eat any animals in the mountain that have cultivated spiritual intelligence, otherwise he will be punished by heaven when he crosses the catastrophe in the future.

But these groups didn't know, it looked up at the king with tears in its eyes, and immediately became more desperate.

The tiger of emotion has been cultivated into a human form, and even pays attention to food. Is it disgusting that it is covered in blood, and deliberately changed into a human form, peeled and roasted it to eat?

The king trembled when he saw the rabbit crying, and chose to leave after hesitating for a moment.

The king took a few steps and looked down at his fingers as if thinking about it.

I poked the rabbit's belly just now, it's so soft, it feels very good to the touch.

The king scrubbed his fingertips, turned his head and turned back.

The rabbit was seriously injured and would die sooner or later if he stayed here.

Tuantuan saw the big worm come back through the cracks in his swollen eyes from crying, and his heart lifted up after letting go, and he cried louder on purpose.

"It's so noisy." The king stretched out his hand and lifted the hair on the back of his neck, frowned and looked at its soft belly, wondering, "Why is a male rabbit crying like a female?"

Tuantuan struggled to clamp the two stiff hind legs, and glared at the king with bright red eyes.

The king thought it was funny, the powder dumpling in his hand was obviously trembling unbelievably, yet he still had the courage to stare at him.

Maybe this is the difference between having spiritual wisdom and not.

The king stretched out his hand and poked Tuantuan's soft belly. He poked it and shivered, terrified.

Tuantuan didn't dare to take his eyes off the king's fingertips for a moment, for fear that his nails would grow out of control, and he would cut him open the next moment.

"It's cold, my king lacks a rabbit fur mat." The king plucked the little tail behind Tuantuan's buttocks, "I think your fur is not bad."

Tuantuan was so frightened that his red eyes stared round, and he didn't even respond to his tail being touched, as if he was already a dead rabbit waiting to be skinned.

Forget about eating meat, even its fur?

The king didn't care what the rabbit thought, he took it back to his cave after announcing the feeding notice.

The most indispensable thing in Dawang's cave is soft and comfortable fur, which can be found in all kinds of animals.Tuantuan shivered and was placed on a bearskin footrest, not daring to breathe.

In its view, these are the king's trophies, and it is a medal to show off.

The king lit the fire to keep warm, and Tuantuan felt that he was setting up a barbecue grill.

The king came over looking for wild fruits, and Tuantuan thought he was preparing side dishes.

The king came over with the medicine, and Tuantuan thought it was a prepared sauce, ready to brush the rabbit.

Eat as much as you want, what a tiger it is to torture its fragile heart like this!

The temperature of the fire made Tuantuan feel better. It hurt for sure, but at least he was able to move.

From the corner of his eye, the king saw the rabbit moving on the pedal, and his eyes narrowed instantly, feeling a little dangerous.

So far, none of his prey has escaped his grasp.

Tuantuan looked at the king's profile, gnawed his paws, lowered his head and hesitated for a while, then slowly rubbed towards him, making a weak "cheep".

Bean-sized teardrops were about to hang in the eye sockets, claws grabbed the hem of the king's clothes, and cried out in prayer.

Don't eat me, okay?

I... I have little meat.

Tuantuan himself said these words without confidence. There is no rabbit with a radius of ten miles that can only be as plump as it is. As a rabbit with enlightened wisdom, it still has this confidence.

The Rabbit Language of the Great King is zero level, and he can't understand what it is talking about at all, but looking at the red eyes that seem to be talking, he feels that he understands more than half of it.

Tuantuan knew that running away in front of the king was not a practical point of begging for mercy.

The king brought over the prepared herbs, lifted the rabbit up and applied the medicine to it.

Tuantuan cried silently and pitifully, thinking that his rabbit life might be lost here today.

It wasn't until the king threw it back on the pedal after the medicine was finished, that it came back to its senses belatedly.

Tuantuan blinked tears, stared blankly at her bandaged hind legs, shrugged her nose in disbelief, and looked at Tiger King.

The king handed it a wild fruit.

Tuantuan took it hesitantly, subconsciously stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.

There was an inexplicable smile in the king's eyes.

If you can eat, you will not die, if you can eat, you will live.

The king's experience when he was young told him that no matter how badly he was injured, as long as he could eat, he would definitely not die.

After gnawing on a wild fruit, Tuantuan felt hungry. When the king turned his head, he stretched out his paw and took another one, and ate it with his three-petal mouth.

Tiger King seems to be... wanting to raise it?Trying to raise yourself a rabbit fur mat?

Tuantuan didn't dare to think about when his short hair would be used as a pad for the king's four feet, as long as he was alive now.

After the beginning of spring, the animals in the forest dropped their jaws in shock when they saw a rabbit that looked like a snow dumpling jumping out of the king's cave and could come and go freely.

The tiger king said that this is a live mat he raised, without his permission, this rabbit can't lose a single hair.

Animals: ...Wow, after living for so long, this is the first time I heard that the foot pads are still alive.

The Monkey King lamented that what other people raise is reserve grain, and the Tiger King raises small foot pads. The King deserves to be a King. He wants to raise a rabbit, and the reasons are so fresh and refined, which really taught the monkey a lot.

No matter what the animals think, anyway, Tuantuan, a rabbit-fur footpad, lives in the woods like a grandpa than a king.

Tuantuan caressed his slippery fur: "Don't look at me on the surface, but I actually got it by selling my skin and flesh."

Animals: ...why does it sound a bit wrong?

King:  …