"This little thing, if I hadn't seen them bite them with my own eyes, just looking at them now, I would have just thought they were pitiful and frightened."
Xiaomi took a stick and poked one of the mice. The mouse, which had been motionless just now, suddenly turned around, bit the stick and pulled it down hard.
She didn't expect this thing to be so cruel, and she was almost snatched away by it.
She became unconvinced and fought hard against it.
No matter how cruel the little mouse is, it is impossible to win over someone.
So it actually crawled along the stick towards her hand, moving quickly, its black eyes shining with a faint light.
Xiaomi shuddered and threw the stick quickly.
The mouse fell to the bottom of the cage, turned over nimbly, got up, hid in a corner, and licked its fur slowly.
Xiaomi said: "Madam, why do you think it's so stupid? This rat is much more powerful than that rat."
The vicious rat that killed three rats died miserably when it fell here, and it was not afraid of humans at all.
Mu Yunhan's expression was solemn.
She felt like she was about to catch something, but something was missing and she couldn't catch it.
This is really worrying and makes me feel itchy.
She walked to the first and second sets of cages, poked a needle with her fingertip, squeezed out a drop of blood, and moved close to the cage.
I saw the remaining few Gu Yilan mice immediately rushing towards her direction.
They crowded around the edge of the cage crazily, trampling on each other, and stretched their mouths out of the cage with all their strength, their eyes flashing.
Mu Yunhan picked up a stick and struck it hard.
Although they were in pain, they kept pushing crazily in her direction without changing their original intention.
Obviously, her blood is more attractive to them than anything else.
Mu Yunhan put his injured finger close to the third and fourth groups of mice, and Gu Fengyuan's mice had the same reaction.
The rats in groups 56, 78 and 8 had no reaction to her blood.
Mu Yunhan treated the wound expressionlessly and asked Mu Ying: "Did you record all of this just now?"
Mu Ying nodded repeatedly: "Remember it, remember it. Did sister find anything?"
Mu Yunhan shook his head: "It would be too early to say anything now. We have to continue to observe."
Mu Ying said: "Leave this to me. I will move the bed over and eat and live with them. I can see changes in their conditions at any time."
Mu Yunhan didn't stop him, nor did he say anything distressing.
Mu Ying's blood is the same as hers. If some truth is found, it will be good for Mu Ying in the future.
She would rather Mu Ying suffer more meaningful hardships while under her wing than Mu Ying suffer meaningless hardships in the hands of others in the future.
"I leave the millet to you. You two have a difficult task. You must complete it carefully and remember to keep it secret. I will come over at any time."
After Mu Yunhan finished explaining, he walked out.
Xia Pa squatted on the ground and drew pictures with a wooden stick. When he saw her going out, he stood up nervously and showed a flattering smile.
When Mu Yunhan saw that she was painting distant mountains, the sun, and wild geese in the Gobi Desert, he asked, "Do you want to go home?"
Xia Pa's eyes sparkled, and then he shook his head sadly and said stiffly in Chinese: "I can't go back, it's quite nice here."
Mu Yunhan looked at this foreign girl, unsure whether he wanted to transfer her away.
After all, it was Meng Jia who got it. It can be said that the origin is not clear.
She was frightened by the Mupai Party.
Xia Pa didn't know what she was thinking, so he smiled flatteringly and said, "My slave taught the tiger a new trick and let him show it to the lady."