Wait, what is it? Why do you feel like you understand it, but you don’t seem to understand it at the same time?

The leader of the big cats took a deep look at him and grinned: "You are just pretending to be from the Northeast. You are like a real bean bag. If you don't understand us when we speak human words, then I say meow meow meow meow."

Do you understand?"

"Meow meow meow! Meow meow meow meow!"

Before he had time to correct that this was not the Northeast, Pu Luo had already heard a Chinese curse with strong regional characteristics. Pu Luo lay on the ground and covered his round little ears with his two paws: Okay, I understand, the translation is very accurate.

, don’t say it next time.

He obviously has such a cute cat face, but he shouldn't say such cruel words.

There are two reasons for these cats. One is that they came to someone's territory to hunt without saying hello, and they were provocative. If they were cats from other places, they might have started a fight, but the cats in Quancheng are more civilized, so they were polite first and then warned.

one time.

The other is that he has been fishing recently and is too low-key. The cats are here to warn him.

"If you want to survive here, don't use fish as a source of food." As if seeing his good attitude, the civet cat calmed down a little, then immediately hit the snake and put it on the stick, asking it to explain in detail.

It turns out that there are many springs in Quancheng, and the water forms ponds. If there are too many ponds, fish will naturally be raised. Whether it is for food or viewing, this city has a very profound carp culture from ancient times to the present.

Appreciating springs, watching fish, and tasting tea are the three major elements of Quancheng tourism. And because of its geographical location and historical origins, local koi breeding and cultivation is also a major advantageous industry, and koi carp talent contests are often organized and hosted. Therefore,

Local residents have a very deep affection for fish.

I don’t know how it is in other cities, but in Quan City, any living thing must give fish face! They are all organized, and this thing is always valuable in this land.

This kind of face has to be given to the cat, let alone the weasel who crossed the line.

The civet cat warned seriously: "Even in the winter when there are few prey, we rarely fish for fish unless we are very hungry. Even if we fish, we can only do it secretly, unlike you."

"You are just here to keep people watching. When things get serious and attract the attention of the people in the scenic spot, not only you, but we will also be driven away."

Pu Luo was slightly startled, and a look of surprise appeared on his furry face.

It turns out that if hunting in other people's territory is just to steal food, then this action is equivalent to setting someone else's food table.

After understanding this, Pu Luo suddenly felt guilty. He lowered his head and apologized seriously: "It's my fault. I saw that humans reacted enthusiastically, so I thought this was what they liked to see.

"

As he said this, he still felt a little aggrieved: "I also responded to their request to slow down my movements a little to make it more cool."

This...who is this Tiehanhan from? He just admitted his mistake so obediently?

The cats looked at each other, exchanged a few glances, and had an idea - something was brewing.

In fact, cats and weasels are similar in size and have overlapping diets. They are actually very bad competitors and will do everything possible to kill each other's cubs every breeding season.

In fact, before we came, everyone had already made the plan to just go ahead if it didn't make sense, and violent eviction was really not possible. The reason why we decided to talk first was because there was plenty of food during this season, and the weasel meat was not only not delicious, but also smelly, so there was really no need to expend physical energy.

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And on the other hand, weasels are notoriously petty. The little guy in front of you is still a minor. It is very likely that the young one will be beaten and the old one will be old. If it is not good, the cats will have to spend the entire breeding season.

It is not worth living in conflict.

But I didn’t expect that the yellow-skinned mouse in front of me would be so honest! It just admitted its mistake!

Are you so good? Okay, I really want to push it a little further.

A spotted cat looked at the little weasel's drooped head in front of it, and became mischievous. It slowly raised its furry paws and was about to touch the weasel's big furry tail.

However, before it could achieve its goal, there was a sharp pain at the base of its tail.

"Meow——" A cow-colored female cat bared her fangs at it and scolded sternly, "Watch your paws and be honest. It doesn't matter to you bachelors who care about children but don't care about raising babies. I have to raise cubs."

!”

Don't you think the weasel is vindictive? If this guy holds a grudge, the big cat won't be afraid of it, but the little kitten will be sure to catch it.

The young cat also bared his teeth at the female cat, but compared to the female cat, his confidence was obviously a little lacking.

"Okay, little guy," the mother cat said, looking at Puluo after scolding the young cat. Her voice was quite gentle, "it seems that your family didn't tell you a very important piece of common sense in life."

Then, with Pu Luo's doubtful eyes, it taught the poor little guy an important rule of thumb for urban animals - no matter how violently the Two-leg reacts to your actions, ignore it.

They just need to carry out their current actions to the end.

Because humans like to watch the excitement, especially humans in cities. Even when they see a cat catching a mouse, they will cheer enthusiastically.

But don't think that it's a good thing that they are watching. Since humans don't have hair, it's difficult for animals to tell their moods from changes in their body shapes.

"But after a lot of data collection and research, we still found the trick -" the cat lady whispered, "don't look at the person, look at the state of the small box in their hand."

"If what humans bring out is a small box that glows and touches you up, down, left, and right, then it's not a big problem. You can just stay where you are and do whatever you want. That's just humans making a fuss again for strange reasons.

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"If a human takes out a small box and puts it to his ear and looks at you while chattering, then no matter what happens at that time, he must be vigilant and, if possible, leave first."

"If a human screams and throws a small box over, don't hesitate. This human is on the verge of collapse. Hurry up and take the prey away. Don't look back, otherwise the prey will be snatched away!"

"By the way, there is another situation. If a human is holding a small box while touching his pocket to take out food for you to eat..."

Seeing the cautious and troubled expressions of the cats around her, Ms. Cat glanced around and whispered: "That's the tribute that humans want to give us."

Tribute? He knows this!

Puluo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally found familiar content in a series of unfamiliar common sense of life.

He couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth, and his two front paws alternately stepped on the ground out of excitement, remembering those years when he was eating tributes.

Before he became what he is now, Pu Luo had eaten a lot of human tributes. Regardless of what he is like now, he was considered a respectable person in the world of mythical beasts at the time, at least he was not the type who had never been found.

However, before he could think of whether the pig's head or the sheep's head was more delicious, he heard the civet cat beside him sternly scolding: "Don't eat it! Because you can't afford the price."

ah?!

There was a bit of confusion in the little weasel's eyes.

Why can't we pay the price? Don't humans pray for more rain, less rain, promotion, wealth, marriage and children? Although the times have passed, they should still be longing for these.

Some of these requirements are indeed difficult, but they should not be impossible to meet...

Seeing his innocent look that didn't understand the world and didn't know the dangers of people's hearts, the civet cat narrowed his eyes with a fierce look: "Do you think it doesn't matter if they want your balls?"

Pu Luo:?

Puluo:!!!!

His expression gradually changed from confusion to fear, and his furry tail stiffened into a long strip: "How, how could this happen?!"

Why do humans want this?

No, if you think about it carefully, human beings have always had strange habits. For example, the dragon clan, our relatives back home, from beards to scales, from nails to things that need to be silenced, are all coveted by humans.

The most frightening thing is that they don't even let go of their mouths, and even if they don't let it go, they will write a book and taste it, and they will pick and choose in different grades. They have no respect for Long's privacy at all.

With so many lessons learned from the past, Pu Luo did not doubt the weird aesthetic tendencies of humans at all, nor did he think it was outrageous that humans were interested in the balls of small animals. He just felt a touch of sadness.

In this case, wouldn't his road to survival be a little more difficult?

What should I do if I can’t catch the prey? qaq

Two big question marks appeared on the heads of the cats. A ferret was actually worried about not being able to catch its prey? What a joke!

Although they don't want to admit it, weasels are good at fighting, especially good at defeating the strong with the weak.

The weasel, as a being that is directly named "weasel", is also the most powerful in combat. Not to mention its outstanding bite force, due to its small size and good balance, its combat skills are very flexible and changeable.

They are one of the few hunters in nature that can hunt alone, beings that are several times or even more than ten times their body size.

It is no exaggeration to say that if most of the mustelidae were not small in size, it is not impossible for the weasel family to compete with the cat family in single combat.

However, one thing they are better than cats is their ability to escape.

Relying on its unique "farting" ability, the weasel's probability of escaping is still very high as long as it is not attacked by a group or killed.

But no matter how high the skill is, it is a waste to put it on Pu Luo.

Because he... is very picky about the beauty of his prey, a wait-and-see guy =w=.

The kind that doesn’t look good so you don’t want to eat it.

After a small test of each other's skills, the cats fell silent.

The female cat who had enthusiastically suggested before shrank her paws, and looked at Pu Luo with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes. Well... this look was not directed at Pu Luo himself, but at Pu Luo's adult status.

To put it simply, it is the subtle empathy of a heroic mother when facing her useless son.

This look in Pu Luo's eyes was not unfamiliar to him. Several of his brothers looked at him this way when he was a child.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he has not seen this kind of look for a long time since he succeeded in cultivation and could live without grains and lived in separate territories with his brothers.

The little weasel lowered his head in shame, but there was nothing he could do. He was not very good at hunting after using his original body for who knows how many years, let alone after putting on a new shell.

In addition, the staple food of the weasel is mice... It's not like he hasn't worked hard for such an ugly mouse. After weighing the left and right, he went to catch fish.

Koi is also a carp. Although this fish likes to dig in the soil, so the earthy smell is a bit strong, but because the water quality in Quancheng is very good, the carp in the pond are quite delicious.

Of course, the taste is secondary, the main reason is that these mature koi are really easy to catch, but now, this fat, delicious and easy-to-catch food is going to stay away from him.

The pressure of survival was like a boulder pressing on Pu Luo's shoulders, almost crushing him into a piece of weasel cake.

His pitiful look made the civet cat angry: "What are you thinking about? You have hands and feet, how can you still starve to death?"

"Do you know what are the three major professions that make quick money now? Internet celebrity, porcelain, and superstition." The civet cat half-sat down and said while stroking passionately with its little paws.

"Internet celebrity, you have been a celebrity for a few days. This kind of thing won't work here. It's like touching porcelain. Look at your small body. If you don't make a mistake, it will change from fake to real. It's best not to do it.

The most suitable route for you is the last one - engaging in superstition... No, folklore activities!"

In Puluo's clear eyes with a bit of confusion, the civet cat explained with a bit of hatred: "Have you forgotten where we are? We are in the Northeast!"

"So, your next step is to take advantage of your identity and geographical location to learn more about "The Years I Became Wong Tai Sin"?"

Puluo:……

Let me reiterate again, Quancheng belongs to East China, not North China, let alone Northeast China!
Chapter completed!