Although he is fed well by his owner every day, it is all cat food and other foods. To be honest, the orange cat has never eaten fish, let alone raw fish.
Although it is not as delicious as potatoes, it has a different taste. The orange cat ate happily while eating it. Soon, a two-pound fish was chewed to pieces.
Yang Muyun opened the space passage and then dragged the fish bones into the underground cave.
A whole fish bone with uneaten shredded meat, fish intestines and swim bladder hanging on it is perfect for fertilizing the fields.
It's just that the orange cat's stomach is limited. A two-pound fish is almost enough. If he eats any more, he won't be able to move around today.
After walking across the stone bridge over the river to the opposite side, a group of old people were singing and dancing, and there were young people playing with their children on the side.
Several children saw the orange cat and wanted to pounce on it and scratch its tail. The adults were checking their cell phones nearby and were indifferent. Yang Muyun quickly controlled the orange cat to go away. Otherwise, all the children would get the first three stripes in their lives.
Further ahead are the rape fields.
The yellow flowers are bright and bright, and at a glance, the golden color spreads far to the horizon. There are many people taking photos in the flower field, and there are even newlyweds wearing wedding dresses taking wedding photos.
Yang Muyun glanced at it from a distance, and then directed the orange cat to go deeper into the flowers.
prey!
prey!
Any creature will do, just come out quickly.
It stands to reason that the ecological environment of this world is well managed, and there should be many wild animals in the wild. Why can't I see any of them?
But at this time, the orange cat suddenly stopped, its ears turned flexibly, and its body slowly lowered, almost lying on the ground.
He crept forward silently, and soon, a brightly colored figure appeared in the rapeseed pole.
It has a bright red crown, a golden-blue scarf, a purple-green chest and abdomen, and a grass-brown long tail with black spots.
pheasant!
Yes, that's it.
The stupid pheasant did not notice the dangerous approach at all and was still looking around in the rapeseed field.
The orange cat walked forward cautiously, twisting its body flexibly from left to right, and passed through the clusters of rapeseed stalks, but the rapeseed stalks did not sway at all.
Closer, closer!
The orange cat accelerated instantly, and the rapeseed flower stalks beside him shook violently, clusters of flowers fluttered down, and several rapeseed stalks were broken.
Hearing the movement behind him, the pheasant rushed forward in panic, flapping its wings and about to fly. However, the orange cat jumped up and accurately landed on the pheasant's back. He tilted his head and clicked, and the pheasant kicked its legs.
It was fluttering desperately, and its wings were whirring wildly.
A storm suddenly rolled up in the flower field, and the scattered petals and choking pollen were like sandstorms, filling the field of vision and blocking the sky.
The orange cat purred in its throat, clenched its teeth, pressed its paws on the pheasant, and pressed it firmly to the ground.
After a while, the pheasant stopped struggling, but its legs twitched from time to time, and then the twitching disappeared.
Yang Muyun jumped to the ground and looked up at the huge pheasant in front of him.
It's too big to fit into the space channel, and even if it is blocked, I won't be able to move it, so I have no choice but to sacrifice it.
After a spell, the pheasant exploded into light powder that filled the sky and disappeared, leaving behind a bubble almost as high as Yang Muyun.
Reaching out to hold the object in the bubble, Yang Muyun stared blankly.
Really just two hairs.
Judging from the length, they should be the hairs on the pheasant's tail, which are the two ornaments that the opera singer sticks on his head, which are jokingly called cricket heads.
Yang Muyun couldn't help complaining: "If you want chicken feathers, why should you sacrifice them? You can't just pull them out."
Moreover, when plucked directly from a pheasant, the chicken feathers were long and thick, unlike now, when they have shrunk countless times, and two chicken feathers are only as long as my forearm.
wrong!
Yang Muyun shook his head.
Feeding two garbage back is not very scientific. It is better to be like a mouse and not bubble out. There is no need for ancestors to do this.
These two hairs must have a special purpose.
Thinking of this, Yang Muyun tried to put chicken feathers on his head.
It's a pity that I didn't wear a hat and didn't comb my hair in a bun, so there was no room for chicken feathers on my head.
Throwing out two spider threads and sticking chicken feathers to his hair, Yang Muyun immediately felt something different.
It was as if the wind was flowing, and the body was surrounded by light wind. Walking and jumping became much easier, and waving my hands seemed to be assisted by the wind and became faster.
Yang Muyun picked off the pheasant feathers, and the lightness and agility disappeared instantly.
"Yes, that's the function of these two hairs. As long as you wear them on your body, you can be blessed by the breath of wind and become more agile and agile."
Thinking of this, Yang Muyun slapped his thigh.
The rat skin obtained by sacrificing a rat before should also have special effects, and the green snake whip should also have special effects, but I didn't discover it.
"No matter, let's kill a few more pheasants."
So, Yang Muyun directed the orange cat to continue searching.
The pheasant's feathers are brightly colored and its cries are very distinctive. Ordinary people may not be able to hear them, but Yang Muyun and the orange cat can hear them clearly.
Soon, one person and one cat found the target again.
As usual, it approaches in a lurking manner, then suddenly bursts out and accelerates to approach, and then pounces to restrain the prey.
Sacrifice the prey and get two pheasant feathers this time.
Yang Muyun felt that he would soon be able to earn the title of an Indian chief.
I walked around the rapeseed field again, but the pheasants I imagined didn't appear. I didn't even see a mouse, but there were quite a few grasshoppers.
Yang Muyun came up with a plan and asked the orange cat to catch grasshoppers.
Soon, more than a dozen grasshoppers were piled up in a pile and placed in a conspicuous place, while the orange cat lurked in a rapeseed pole nearby, bowing its head and keeping silent.
Time passed by, but the bird that Yang Muyun expected never appeared. Instead, two groups of ants were attracted. In order to fight for the locust corpse, the two groups of ants even had a fight.
Only boring people watch ants fighting.
But after becoming a villain, Yang Muyun discovered for the first time that fighting between ants is so fun.
Ants on the earth are all 0.5 centimeters long, and larger ants can even reach 1 centimeter. Compared with Yang Muyun, who is between 3 and 4 centimeters tall, ants are basically the size of a chicken or a dog.
The big scene with hundreds of chickens and dogs, tsk tsk...
Immediately, Yang Muyun thought of a question.
Why do you have to run around hunting? Why don't you put out bait and wait for the prey to be delivered to your door?
The battle between the two groups of ants came to an end. Yang Muyun immediately rushed forward and punched and kicked the ants.
Yang Muyun's strength was already very strong, and with the bonus of four pheasant feathers, his speed was faster and his fists and kicks were more powerful. After a while, the ant colonies on both sides suffered heavy losses.
When the remaining ants saw this, their tentacles collided, emitting pheromones that shook people.
Soon, two more waves of ants came over in a mighty manner.
Yang Muyun immediately stepped out of the way.
As soon as the newly arrived ant colony saw the dead and injured members of its own race, and then looked at the ants from other groups on the opposite side, they just went ahead without saying a word.
When it was almost over, Yang Muyun came out again to clean up the mess, leaving a few ants to shake people off as usual, and then waited for the third wave of ants to appear.
After killing seven or eight waves of ants in this way, the ant nest was probably emptied and no new ants came.
Looking at the dense ant corpses on the ground, Yang Muyun was confused.
Should we move back to the fertile fields, or make sacrifices in a wave?
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