Chapter 113

KMON patted the scarf around his neck and called out the big faced cat.

Even when he sleeps, he wears a scarf and unbuttons it for comfort.

Kemon looked into the cat's eyes and aimed at the sand sculpture with the rest of his light.

There are dumplings staring at the sand sculpture, he need not be too flustered.

In terms of reaction speed, the pet must be faster than him.

The sound of the bell nailing made kemon's sense of crisis lingering.

The sense of crisis came out of nowhere, and kemon did not know where the crisis originated.

Fifteen seconds passed, and KMON acquired strange knowledge.

"Sand sculpture"

"a rare sculpture that grows in the desert. Other birds lose their hair and they lose sand. Usually, I always clean the sand in the wing seam. When shaking, there will be sand falling. "

" the sand sculptors are proficient in the language of sand carvings, and they can understand the sound of sand carvings even if they don't know bird language. "

kemon looked at the foot of the sand sculpture, and there was a thin layer of sand under his feet.

Sand maker?

I always feel that the construction site needs it, free sand, environmental protection and cleaning.

Then there is another strange piece of knowledge.

"Ding Ding bell"

"a small bell will make a clear" Ding Ding "sound every time it is shaken. The listener will have a sense of crisis. The longer you listen, the louder the sound, the more serious the sense of crisis. "

" there is an upper limit to the sense of crisis generated by Ding Ding Ling Dang, which can not be promoted to a sense of fear. "

after gaining new knowledge, kemon finally knew where the sense of crisis came from.

Nail bells can make a "Ding Ding" sound, and any creature that hears it will have a sense of crisis.

The sense of crisis can be superimposed, but the bell can only be superimposed on the border near the sense of fear.

Ding Ding bell can scare off some people or things at some time, and it works well.

KMON thought for a moment and patted the big face cat back to his scarf.

Then he signed the Tangyuan, and the dumpling realized that he twisted his golden hair into the shape of a hand and snatched the bell from the mouth of the sand sculpture.

Ding Ding Ding Ding.

The sound of the bell is loud and the sense of crisis is aggravated.

Without the bell, the sand sculpture still did not dare to open his eyes. His body trembled more fiercely, and his fear increased by one point.

It can be seen that the status of evil gods in the sand sculpture is so terrible that they dare not even open their eyes.

It would like to dig out both eyes to avoid looking directly at evil spirits.

And because of the increased shaking, more sand is shaken out of the feathers.

Kemon clapped the bell into the storage space with a scarf. The jingle disappeared and the sense of crisis disappeared.

Little sand sculpture seems not so afraid, but it still dare not open its eyes.

"Wake up. It's safe here. Don't be afraid." KMON put on the giant gloves and sat on the bed looking at it.

Tangyuan is still in a tight state. In the face of abnormal creatures, we should keep basic vigilance.

When the sand sculpture hears kemon's words, the sand shakes off again.

"Open your eyes." Said kemon again.

The sand sculpture quickly raised its wings and buried its head in its wings. It did not dare to look at it.

But this action shows that it can understand people.

"Tangyuan, break its wings."

To make the Tangyuan, roll the body directly to the sand sculpture body, and then use dog hair to break the wings, and then use the fine dog hair to break the sand sculpture's eyes.

Such a tough attitude makes the sand sculpture even more afraid. Its body trembles to the extreme. It opens its beak and makes a sound of acridine. It looks like a strong little daughter-in-law.

However, when he opened his eyes, he finally saw that the object in front of him was a golden ball.

Then its head is forced to be straightened, and kemon's face is reflected in the sand sculpture's eyes.

Small sand sculpture originally thought it would be a very terrible face, a very terrible environment.

It looks like a white man with a warm face in front of him.

"Ah? Is it The sand sculpture uttered strange sounds.

Small head, with a big doubt.

Is this an evil god?

The small sand carving mouth spits the carving language, kemun can't carve the language, but really understand its sand carving language.

Its whole body white hair, like the creatures in the snow, holy and pure.

Because the feather is very white, shakes off the yellow sand to become very conspicuous, the feather crevice is full of sand, can never shake off the appearance.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you should live here in the future and follow the rules of modern society. Don't make trouble. Otherwise, you'll take it to the soup." As soon as kemon came up, he set a tone first, so as not to make trouble with the sand sculpture.

This sand sculpture does not have the ceremony of recognizing the Lord of Tangyuan, so it is certainly inferior to Tangyuan in terms of loyalty. It is necessary to train the small sand carving well.

Naturally, the little sand sculpture also heard kemon's words.

But to be honest, the sand sculpture can't understand kemon.

The action of burying its head into its wings before is its subconscious behavior. When it shrinks its neck, it can't see the outside and the evil gods can't see it.Self deception and deception is the way to protect the life of small sand sculpture.

Seeing kemon's face at the moment, the heart of the little sand sculpture seems to stop beating.

Oh, no, I see the evil god!

I can't live.

Moreover, just now he sent out a question sentence. At this moment, the little sand sculpture wanted to die.

The body was shaking and the sand was shaking from the crevices.

Kemon watched the sand on the floor pile up more and more, and his mood gradually became subtle, a little uncomfortable.

There is too much sand and he has to clean it himself. What a trouble.

The little sand sculpture did not know what kemon thought. When he saw kemon's face slightly heavy, his heart also thumped.

"Ah

The sand sculpture closed its eyes and let it be slaughtered.

In the heart of the little sand sculpture, kemon is absolutely an evil god.

As for kemon, there is no strong aura of terror on him. The little sand sculpture understands that the evil god has hidden the evil spirit field, so it seems that people and animals are harmless.

If you annoy the evil god, you will definitely turn your face and refuse to recognize the eagle. You will kill it in the blink of an eye.

Kemon saw that the sand sculpture trembled more violently, and the sand fell through the cracks of its feathers.

Looking at the sand all over the ground, kemon was lost in thought.

How to adjust to make the sand sculpture stop shaking.

Yes!

Nameless salted fish!

Kemon looks at the nameless salted fish in the room. At the moment, the nameless salted fish is placed on the table top. The sand sculpture just backs to the nameless saltfish and closes his eyes to die. He doesn't see the salted fish.

A few seconds later, tangyuan picked up the nameless salted fish and patted the sand sculpture's face gently.

The little sand sculpture opened his eyes and saw his face growing on the body of the salted fish. He felt inexplicably frightened.

At the same time, its body finally stopped shaking, no longer shaking the sand.

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