Chapter 133

"If you report it, the Bureau of investigation doesn't collect the pets. As long as you have the ability to control the pets, the Bureau of investigation can not take them in and let you keep them by yourself." The companion looked at him, "you have to keep it secretly, or you won't be found one day?"

"As long as you don't say anything about it, I'm not afraid." Nie Bochao shook his head and took out his mobile phone to take photos.

Such a spectacle must be photographed.

After shooting several pictures in succession, the backpacker Nie Bochao found that the bird had come over.

Then the backpacker saw the white haired yellow sand bird as if frightened, and quickly fell down.

"What's the matter? I fell down from the injury?" Murmured the three Backpackers, and then ran quickly over there.

In fact, the big bird was scared. In its eyes, people were all evil gods. When the attention of the three human shaped evil gods all focused on it, the white granulated sugar slipped back to kemon in a hurry.

Kemon was still patting the sand on the grass. He thought the sugar was tired, so he didn't say anything.

Tangyuan continues to play with the mobile phone, and the mute is cancelled, and the sound is moderate.

White granulated sugar is full of sweat. Three evil gods have seen it, but it should be OK. After all, the master is also an evil god.

It was so timid that it did not even dare to talk to its host. The dumplings were addicted to pesticides, and the sugar did not dare to disturb it. So these words were kept in mind.

A few minutes later, kermon finished filming.

Rusty.

There was a sound of footsteps in the jungle, and a part of the Tangyuan with keen hearing was separated. When observing the forest, he immediately saw the three human beings who had just emerged.

The three Backpackers also happened to see kemon, as well as the large plush gold ball behind him, and a large white sculpture.

"What's the situation?"

"Someone?"

"No, didn't you see that hairball was playing with a mobile phone?"

Nie Bochao heard his companion's prompt, and immediately looked at the ball.

Several pieces of dog hair tied with a capacitor pen to play games, moving very fast, is live, not dead.

The big white bird retracts its head into its wings, like a turtle.

At this time, kemon heard three people talking to themselves, looked up and saw three strangers, his face was surprised.

There are people in this kind of place.

However, seeing each other carrying a professional outdoor sports backpack and cross-country shoes, is it estimated that you are a wild life enthusiast?

KMON clapped the camera in his hand with the end of the scarf, and the camera disappeared.

The three were still a little timid. When they saw the camera disappear from kemon's hand, they immediately lost their courage.

"What, we are just passing by, ha ha You go on. We won't disturb you. " Nie Bochao laughed and immediately beat the retreat drum.

There are no special items on hand. It is impossible to say that you are not afraid when you see other people with special items and two strange pets next to you.

The three slowly retreated two hundred meters, until the trees were hidden from each other's vision. They were relieved to see that the other party had not come after them.

"Who is he with so many special items?"

"The first time I saw a special object in reality, did you two see it? The camera disappeared and disappeared in an instant. It's amazing!"

Nie Bochao said, his eyes were a little red, and he was very envious, but he couldn't get it.

They went all the way back to the original climbing route.

The original plan of Nie Bochao was to find a mountain in the wilderness of whale city and camp in the wild to experience the feeling of survival in the wild.

Of course, it's not about making a living out of the woods. It's just a simple outdoor experience of camping.

However, Nie Bochao is now full of thoughts about the big white haired bird. The more he sees it, the more he likes it.

That white feather, pure and flawless, is absolutely a treasure.

What's more, it can be put in the sand at home.

Nie Bosi and his companions are talking nonsense.

It's getting late and the sun is going to set.

While there was still sunshine, they found a flat ground on the mountain to make a tent, then collected wood and lit the firewood with a lighter.

Nie Bochao has nothing to do. He thinks about the bird in his heart. He can't get it. He is very upset.

"I'm going to look for the game. You can stay here and wait for me to come back." Said Nie Bochao.

"Yes." They watched Nie Bochao's back fall into the jungle.

Nie Bochao walked alone into the trees, looking for game, but he was still thinking about the bird.

It's impossible for an ordinary man to grab a scarf.

Why does someone else have so many things that he doesn't have?

Nie Bochao thought a little bewildered and didn't notice the rustling sound in his ear.

Rusty.

The strange sound seems to be that the grass rubs on the rough surface and makes an unpleasant sound.

Nie Bochao subconsciously looked at the past, saw a pair of red eyes, blinking on the treetops.The sun went down and the night came.

"Ah --"

suddenly a man's voice came from the mountain.

When the two climbers heard the call, they looked at each other and immediately took out their mobile phones to call Nie Bochao.

Doodle doodle.

Dozens of seconds later.

"Your call has not been answered for the time being..."

The two climbers are a little flustered. This is a wild mountain in the suburbs. Generally, there is no accident. Once there is an accident, it is very difficult to handle it.

"It's over. It's not going to happen."

"Anyway, call the police first." The companion looks ugly.

……

KMON drove slowly to whale city.

Two hours ago, the appearance of the three climbers made him confused, but he had no other idea at that time.

Be seen to see it, anyway, white granulated sugar is the protagonist of the next video, be seen by passers-by does not matter.

After filming the material, kemon left for home, not knowing that the climber had been killed in the mountains.

As soon as he got to the toll station, he saw four police cars speeding away. He didn't know where the police had happened.

Kemon went home to eat, cut materials and upload sand sculpture videos.

Upload the video seconds, no need to queue up for audit.

For the second time, kemon felt very comfortable with the speed of zero waiting.

Send the video link to the fan group, and then @ all the staff.

"@ this is the real evaluation of the sand sculpture."

TV: "do not do a special evaluation of science popularization?"

Weak chicken Xinmeng: "it's not the assessment of that new pet, is it?"

A can only play 666 salted fish: "look, the owners of the birds are so big."

What about the name:

It doesn't matter whether it's big or not, but there are more question marks for group friends.

Kemon is drunk. He can open anything.

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