Shui Ling looked around curiously, and saw that there were hundreds of white mice in front of them. They were all looking at the crowd eagerly, as if they wanted to pounce in and have a feast.

Shui Ling patted her satchel and Pumpkin poked its head out.

A girl next to him immediately screamed in fright, "You have a mouse here!"

Shui Ling quickly said in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, I tamed this one and it won't bite."

The little girl didn't say anything, she just hid behind her family.

Shui Ling patted Pumpkin on the head, "Go and tell them, don't hurt humans, I'll treat them."

Pumpkin looked at the white mouse in front of him, his eyes filled with disdain. Was he disdainful of their company?

I saw it jump out, quickly run into the group of rats, pick out the biggest one and start beating it.

Shuiling originally wanted to shout to stop the pumpkins from fighting, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized that this was a way for them to compete for status, so she watched quietly.

The other white mice did not move, but watched the two fighting.

The guy who was supposed to be the Rat King was two times bigger than the pumpkin, but it was no match for the pumpkin and was quickly bitten and dripping with blood.

Pumpkin bit the Rat King's neck, but did not bite him to death. The Rat King struggled for a while and then stopped moving. Could it be that he was convinced?

But Pumpkin did not let go, but remained in a stalemate for a while, and then let go after feeling that the Rat King was completely convinced.

The Rat King became shy and began to squeak from the wounds on his body.

Pumpkin looked at it lazily and responded from time to time.

Finally, the Rat King nodded humanely, looked up to the sky and roared loudly, and all the white rats began to retreat and make way for them.

Shui Ling said: "Let's go, they won't attack humans."

The village chief in front hesitated for a moment before taking the lead and walked over. As expected, the white mice were very obedient and did not stop or attack.

Shui Ling walked last, and the pumpkin climbed on top of her, squeaking as if asking for credit.

"Okay, okay, you are the best." Shuiling took out a peanut and stuffed it into it.

These peanuts grew up in space, and when they were used as seeds for A-Shou and others to bag, the extra amount was only about ten kilograms.

Shui Ling looked at the white mice on both sides and sprinkled two handfuls of peanuts on them.

These white mice actually did not rush to grab the peanuts, but took all the peanuts and put them down in front of the Rat King.

The Rat King squeaked twice, and the smaller rats in the white rat group came forward to eat, one piece at a time without taking more.

The remaining rat king ate one piece, and the other rats began to divide it. Unexpectedly, their discipline was so strict.

Shui Ling looked back and saw that the boat had washed up on the beach, but the people inside had not gotten off yet.

Zhang Xinyi said: "Let's go quickly."

Shui Ling wanted to see what those "evil ghosts" looked like, so she pushed Zhang Xinyi and said, "Follow me quickly, I'll stay and take a look."

"How can this be done?" Zhang Xinyi pulled Shuiling, trying to pull her away.

Shui Ling quickly picked up a fist-sized stone on the ground and squeezed it hard, turning the stone into powder.

Zhang Xinyi was so frightened that she couldn't close her mouth and couldn't speak. She looked very funny.

Shui Ling pushed her, "Quickly go, I'll be fine."

Zhang Xinyi's mind was filled with the image of Shui Ling pinching a stone, and her body moved forward mechanically.

Shui Ling ran back and found a big rock to hide behind on the edge of the beach.

There was no movement on the ghost ship. After a while, a group of people appeared on the deck.

These people all have red hair, green eyes, tall builds, and wear various leather clothes.

No wonder he is said to be an evil spirit, his appearance is indeed quite scary.

Those people got off the boat and rushed into the village. Soon a fire broke out in the village, and the smoke carried the roars of those people and drifted to Shuiling.

Shui Ling listened carefully but could not understand.

She took out her slingshot and aimed it at the man walking back and forth on the beach. The projectile directly penetrated the man's temple. The man fell to the ground and died without even making a sound.

Another person noticed the situation and ran over immediately. Shui Ling shot another projectile, and the person fell to the ground and died.

The other red-haired people immediately screamed, but they did not dare to approach the corpse.

Shui Ling licked his lips, why not get closer? After all, the range of the slingshot is limited, and it will not be accurate if it is far away.

A man with a thick red beard in the crowd pushed the person next to him, pointed at the corpse and screamed for a while.

The man cautiously moved closer to the body, his eyes wandering, for fear that something would come out and kill him.

When the man got close to the corpse and entered the shooting range, Shui Ling immediately drew his bow and shot the projectiles.

"Ah..." The man screamed and died.

Shui Ling had a flat mouth, a little aggrieved, and the blow was crooked, but he didn't waste any time in killing him.

Redbeard was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and the others took a dozen steps back.

After a while, Redbeard ordered someone to bring a bundle of rope. He tied the rope into a loop, then shook it, threw it to the corpse's feet and pulled it over.

After they checked the body, Redbeard said a few words.

Someone went back to the boat and brought something back.

Shui Ling burst into laughter and couldn't hold it back.

Because the man brought pots, all kinds of pots.

Red Beard walked forward with a silver pot on his head, thinking that this would be able to block anything that hit his head.

Shui Ling licked her lips again. These pots were good things. It felt a little distressing if they were broken.

Just when she was about to hit her, Pumpkin rubbed Shui Ling's cheek.

Shui Ling's eyes lit up and he whispered: "Can you let the white mice attack them?"

No wonder he turned around and squeaked.

The group of white mice rushed out immediately, and soon the red-haired man screamed.

White mice are very nimble, so they can't hit them at all.

Shui Ling took advantage of their chaos and killed them one by one.

Thirty-six people came down, more than twenty were bitten by rats, and a dozen were killed by water spirits.

Red Beard suffered the worst. He was bitten by a mouse and hit twice by Shui Ling, both of which hit his eyes. He was blinded but not killed.

Redbeard chirped.

The people around him did not help him, but pushed him down. The white mice immediately climbed on his body and started biting him.

The scene was a bit bloody, but Shui Ling had no sympathy for them.

Some people who were bitten by the white mice ran towards the boat, but after climbing halfway, they fell to the ground and twitched for two times and became motionless.

I don’t know whether he fell to death or was poisoned by rat venom.

Shui Ling stood up from behind the stone and wanted to go out to take a look but was pulled back.

When he turned around, he saw Zhang Xinyi and Baitao, both of whom looked at him worriedly.

Shui Ling asked in surprise: "Why are you back?"

Zhang Xinyi said angrily: "What are you still talking about? Coax me to leave and come back to take risks. If it weren't for those white mice, you would have been captured by now, right?"

Baitao also said reproachfully: "Just run away with us. Come back after they leave. If the house burns down, we can rebuild it. If the people are gone, it will really be gone."
Chapter completed!