Chapter 488: White Fox

Sitting in the Tencent Factory for a while, the fat man used the excuse to get some wild game and set off alone. Everyone got used to it and didn't care.

Leading Chou Chou all the way east, the fat man will certainly not forget the river containing gold mines. Although snow is everywhere, he will never make a mistake.

After sliding out for five or six miles, the fat man saw the misty in the distance, which should be the direction of the hot spring. When he thought of the hot spring, the fat man felt a little itchy, but doing serious things was important, so he still suppressed the tempting idea of ​​soaking in the hot spring.

In fact, it is not lonely on the snow. You can see a variety of footprints, as small as small chains. They are small footprints of rats, curved, indicating that these guys are not willing to be lonely in winter.

The slightly larger ones may be left by weasels, and there are also bamboo leaves, which are intermittent, probably pheasants or the like.

The fat man looked back and saw two long strips behind him; if Chou Chou walked slowly, he could step on the snow shell, and if he was torn up, he would be small pits.

Suddenly, a line of footprints that were bigger than the ugly plum blossoms appeared on the snow, and the fat man had to pay attention to it. Obviously, this was the trace left by some kind of large beast.

It’s a pity that the fat man has just gotten into this aspect. If Wang Sanpao was here, he would probably be able to tell it at a glance.

"Is it Weiwei?" The fat man murmured in his heart. The fat man felt a little headache when he thought of the proud little tiger.

Because of the emergence of this string of footprints, the fat man had to be vigilant, untied the sled and inserted it into the snow, so it was easy to find it when he went back.

Then I took the newly made red tassel gun in my hand a few days and walked forward. Although the snow shell is thicker and the surface is denser by the wind, it still cannot bear the weight of the fat man. One foot deep and one foot shallow, it is far less comfortable than skiing.

Fortunately, it was already where I found the gold last time, so the fat man focused his energy and put it all on the search.

Perhaps because of the snow on the ground, the fat man's search function can only go deep into the ground for seven or eight meters, and the consumption is also very large. After a few minutes, you have to raise your eyes and rest for a while, otherwise you will feel like you have a headache.

"It's not that easy to get rich." The fat man was very good at giving himself a pill of relief, and his search was not very detailed. This time he came for a big portion, unlike the last time, one piece or two pieces were enough.

Since the last time I discovered gold, the fat man also learned a lot of gold digging with the owner of the car. Excluding those large pieces of gold particles, generally, the sand gold on both sides of the river is relatively fine, and with the handling of the water flow, it is usually distributed in a linear shape, which is called the golden vein.

Gold diggers rely solely on bits and pieces to knock them, unless they can catch large pieces of gold in every few days like fat people, they will starve to death. Their biggest wish is to find the golden veins under the sand.

Maybe before this, I was still a group of paupers who couldn't wear pants, but when I got to dig up the golden veins, they could turn into wealthy rich people in a blink of an eye. This is probably the charm of gold hunting.

The fat man's eyes moved forward in an S-shaped light beam that penetrated into the ground. Over the past tens of millions of years, the Sanghai has changed and the river has changed its route many times, so there is no clue from the surface. That is, the fat man, who has this magical search ability, dares to do this.

An hour later, the fat man advanced less than five hundred meters, and his speed was similar to a turtle climbing. Even so, it consumed a lot of money. He was steaming in his head and felt dizzy.

The fat man had to sit down and rest for a while, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked it. He also understood in his heart: "This life is really not a matter of one or two days."

The beach here needs to be searched, and the other side cannot be spared. There are also other nearby rivers, since they all rush down from the mountains, there are theoretically possible gold mines.

"Why call Qiqi here too?" The fat man hesitated a little. At least the two of them could move forward along the two banks of the river, twice as fast as possible, but it was so cold that the little guy would not be frozen. Thinking of this, the fat man was a little reluctant to leave, so he might as well take it slowly by himself, anyway, it would be winter.

After smoking a cigarette and drinking some water, the fat man gradually recovered, so he sat up and continued to work. At this moment, Chou Chou around him suddenly moved something strangely. He saw his ears erected and quickly turned his eyes to the distance, looking particularly energetic. The big claws on the snow were digging back from time to time, and raised a bunch of snow foam.

When there was a situation, the fat man looked around and was shocked. He saw a yellow-black Siberian tiger running wildly on the vast snowy field. Looking at the posture, it seemed to have come down from the mountain.

Weiwei——, the fat man yelled softly. Although the distance was still far away, the fat man still searched for the appearance of this Siberian tiger and confirmed that it was Weiwei.

This guy didn't hang out in the woods, why did he come here? It's not that I didn't provoke you kid, why did you run to me angrily?

The fat man felt a little headache and took back the red tassel gun in his hand. Although he and Weiwei didn't deal with each other well, they were not as good as their lives fighting each other.

Chou Chou was also a little nervous, but it did not lose its courage and its body was tight, but it did not rush forward rashly. Although it was still young and vigorous, it seemed to be relatively mature after being influenced by the fox in the face.

The fat man patted its forehead: "You're not doing anything, just watch me settle it."

Weiwei is getting closer and closer. This guy is now adult and has a more majestic body than before. Especially his cheeks have long manes, which looks even more majestic.

Such a big guy is very agile when running on the snow. He slid his fingers and was more than ten feet long, which is much faster than Chou.

As Weiwei approached, Chou Chou finally took action. It did not know the grudge between Weiwei and the fat man, but based on this instinct, he felt that he could not let the other party approach the master so casually.

Seeing Chou Chou rushing forward without hesitation, the fat man shouted: "Chou Chou, come back quickly-" and ran wildly while shouting.

Weiwei also discovered the situation here and slowed down slightly, but it quickly started to accelerate again. He should have recognized the old acquaintance opposite him, and as for Chou, it was not in its eyes at all.

As the rushing wildly, the direction of Chou Chou is constantly changing. The fat man can clearly see from behind that it actually ran an arc to avoid a head-on conflict with Wei Wei.

In the survival rules of wild wolves, they never pay attention to challenging powerful opponents head-on.

The fat man was both happy and worried. From a Qiqi perspective, this was a family and could not fight in the nest. Moreover, Chou Chou encountered the Siberian tiger for the first time when he was facing the enemy, and he could not be considered a suitable opponent.

More than twenty meters away from the fat man, Weiwei finally stopped and looked at Chou Chou vigilantly. His body leaned forward slightly, his eyes shone fiercely, and he acted as an attacking attitude. Chou Chou also stopped and confronted Wei Wei without showing any weakness.

At this moment, the fat man finally discovered that there was a white ball of hair on the snow and ran towards him.

Oh, it turns out that Weiwei is preying on me, not fighting for me. The fat man finally understood, but this rabbit is the same. Why did he have to run to me? Didn’t he see a living person?

No, it's not a rabbit, it doesn't have long ears, and it's quite a lot more than a rabbit. It was not until the white shadow jumped in front of the fat man that he saw clearly that this thing seemed to be a fox. Its pointed little ears, pointed mouth, only its nose and two eyes were not white, and even the fat man could see its cuteness.

"White Fox!" The fat man thought of a white fox skin he had seen at Wang Sanpao. He couldn't imagine that he could meet it himself, and it was still alive.

In the impression of fat people, only the Arctic fox is white. Is it also available on this mountain, or is it just because of its special hair?

The fox curled up at the fat man's feet, his body fluctuated rapidly, but did not escape, as if seeking his protection.

"Isn't this guy coming for me from the beginning?" The fat man grabbed the back of his head and thought of this possibility. There was no place where he couldn't run, but this guy just ran over and didn't move. It must be like that.

The fat man became more determined to his mind. The white fox was chased by Weiwei and then ran over. The little guy was really smart enough.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through the fat man's mind: Under the quiet moonlight, a white fox spit out a radiant inner pill, the nine tails behind him swayed gently, and then turned into a stunning woman...

There are too many legends about foxes, especially the gentleman from Liaozhai, who wrote foxes to the extreme and made this image deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Not good--" The fat man screamed. Before he was fascinated, he noticed that Weiwei and Chou Chou, who were confronting each other not far away, had already started to move. Weiwei roared angrily, his body soared into the air, and his two thick front legs rushed towards Chou Chou, unstoppable.

"Weiwei, if you hurt Chou Chou, I will never end up with you!" The fat man also roared angrily, his voice bigger than Weiwei.

Under the attack like Weiwei Mountain, Chou Chou cleverly chose to dodge, and his body flashed like lightning, and crawled under the palm of Weiwei's big slap. Weiwei's big slap swept across its tail with a slight slight difference.

The fat man finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted OK. Of course, he cheered Chou Chou. Wei Wei bullied people with his thick arms. The fat man now wants to beat it up and relieve his anger.

Of course, Weiwei refused to give up, approached Chou Chou again, and then jumped up again, but this time it pounced on the air again, and Chou Chou was gone.

The fat man took Chou Chou into the wooden box in time and then released it: "Look at this little fox, I will meet this kid when I go!" After that, the fat man took firm steps and walked towards Wei Wei step by step.

Weiwei probably knew that it was the fat man who was slutty, and he growled in his mouth, raised his tail, stared at the fat man with his eyes, and ran away, and greeted the fat man.

Its fur trembles rhythmically, and the lines on its body are definitely a combination of force and beauty. They can burst out powerful power in an instant, but they look so beautiful.

"Come on, stinky brat, your tigress is not here today, I will not save you face again!" The fat man yelled and waved his arms hard.
Chapter completed!