It was dark inside the granary. In the fierce 'war' just now, the oil lamp Wu Duan brought had been blown out by the wind.
"Death or death! Death or death!"
The panting Wu, holding back his breath for a long time, was still poking the bronze sword randomly into the gaps.
It's a pity that these annoying little things are very difficult to deal with. If they were easily dealt with like this, they wouldn't become one of the three evils in the future.
An attack of this magnitude by a witch cannot cause any harm to them.
And as time goes on, the rats who are accustomed to this kind of attack can basically ignore it.
At the beginning, they were running around screaming, but now, no matter how random the witches are, these guys don't know where to hide and just keep silent.
The witch, who was sweating from all the tossing, finally stopped this unnecessary action. He wanted to go out and find a more convenient tool to kill these things.
However, he stopped halfway, because after thinking for a while, it seemed that there was really nothing that could deal with them.
The distressed Wu stood here thinking of a solution, and the granary, which had been in chaos for a while, completely calmed down.
"Zhizhi..."
After a moment of silence, there was a sound in the darkness, followed by some rustling sounds.
Wu clenched the bronze gun in his hand and waited quietly, staring at the breach in the granary.
"die!"
Wu saw the opportunity and poked out the bronze spear, but it was blocked by the granary in the darkness. After a lot of chaos, he returned without success.
"die!"
"Zhizhi..."
In the granary, if it is quiet for a while, there will be a commotion...
"#￥%!"
This group of rats really pissed off the witch, who had not spoken the primitive language of the tribe for a long time, so he started to speak out the primitive language.
"Bang!"
The door of the granary hit the door frame, and Wu, who was sweating from his work, walked out from inside.
Still angry, he originally wanted to throw the bronze sword and bronze ax in his hand on the ground, but he raised his hand halfway, thinking about it, he was heartbroken and reluctant to let go, so he didn't throw it out after all.
"Fujiang, Fujiang~"
The angry witch saw Fu Jiang nursing the child there, his eyes lit up, and he immediately paid attention.
"Bite! Bite them to death!"
The confused Fu Jiang and several other dogs of unknown generations were led into the granary by the witch.
Wu gritted his teeth and encouraged Fu to cheer them up. After giving a thorough explanation, he exited the granary.
In order to prevent these damn little things from escaping, he also closed the door of the granary, leaving only a small crack.
The witch was lying in front of the door with no image of him, holding a fist, and secretly feeling hatred in his heart.
"Woooooooo..."
"Zhizhizhi..."
"Bite! Bite them to death!"
There was finally movement in the granary that had been silent for a while. Fu Jiang and the others did not disappoint Wu and launched an attack on these little things that poked their heads out.
Wu, who had been holding his breath for a while, clenched his fists and gnashed his teeth while mumbling words of encouragement for the lieutenants and the others.
Han Cheng still had stones and came back with the empty trundle head. He heard the sound here from a distance and saw Wu lying in front of the door.
What is this doing?
Even though Han Cheng was well-informed, he was confused by the scene in front of him.
"Wu, why..."
After standing here and looking at each other in confusion for a while, Han Cheng came to the door of the granary and asked.
"Bite them to death! Bite them to death...Son of God..."
The witch, who wanted to kill these mice, thought about it for a long time before he noticed Han Cheng's arrival.
Wu, who had always been relatively steady, actually had some tears flashing in his muddy old eyes after seeing Han Cheng.
Why is this? It actually made the witch almost cry?
Han Cheng was even more shocked...
Han Cheng, who understood what was going on, looked inside along the crack in the door. In the dimness, he could see the blurry figures of Fu Jiang and the others.
Han Cheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. This is a real dog trying to catch a mouse...
It is really hard for the animals living in the tribe, and they often have to wear many hats.
The deer not only pull sledges, but also columbines and plows, doing all the work of oxen, horses, and donkeys.
Fu Jiang and these dogs are not bad at all, guarding the door, hunting, guarding the deer... Now they are doing the work that should belong to cats...
After a period of uproar, the granary became quiet. Wu couldn't wait to open the door, lit the oil lamp with a fire stick, and then entered the granary, hoping to see the results of the battle as soon as possible.
However, there were no corpses of rats in the granary. Instead, they looked disgraced and disgraced.
One of the dogs got stuck in the gap, with his furry butt exposed, and he was moaning helplessly...
"It's useless..."
At this time, Wu completely forgot how he had invited Fu Jiang and them in before, and angrily slapped each of them on the head.
The unlucky guy who got stuck in the gap was a witch who had developed some bad habits by picking out wolf hair to make a brush. He stretched out his hand and pulled out two hairs on his butt.
Han Cheng couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this childish scene.
Seeing that this dog was really pitiful, and if it continued like this, the witch would probably take off all his "pants", so he quickly asked Shitou to go out and find a stick.
Insert it into the gap, hold it against the wall, and pry it to one side.
After the gap widened a bit, the dog, who was physically and mentally battered, struggled to get out.
Not daring to stay here any longer, I ran out without looking back.
Fu Jiang and the other dogs probably remembered the terrifying incident of having their hair plucked out by a witch before, so they quietly slipped away...
"God...Son of God..."
Wu looked at Han Cheng who looked like he was about to cry. He was really upset by these people today.
Han Cheng was also murmuring in his heart. He didn't expect that these guys would already come to the tribe within two years of saving food.
Does this count as another domesticated animal in the tribe?
With this thought in his mind, Han Cheng was not prepared to let these guys go.
Not only are these guys wasting food, they are also carrying germs.
Not to mention the rest, the plague alone was enough to make Han Cheng want to drive all these things away.
It's a pity that it's not cold enough now. Otherwise, after catching them, they would take these guys outside, pry open their mouths, pull out their tongues and stick them on the bronze, letting them taste whether copper is also sweet in winter!
"Don't worry, I have a solution."
Han Cheng smiled and said to Wu.
As a person who has always used a mousetrap to catch mice, he really has a way to deal with these uninvited guests.
