Seeing a large group of people running around noisily, the Siamese cat certainly doesn't know what people are doing. It only knows that it is hungry and needs to find something to eat. Of course we already know that Miao Miao is a typical big stomach king who needs to eat constantly.

However, the only thing that can be eaten here is mice. At first, these squeaking mice made it a headache. You must know that Meow Meow always uses food to open its mouth. Every day, cat food is full and milk is drunk. I haven't bothered about the food. It's all right now. When Ye Tian and his master were in a coma, it had to support itself.

But when it ran out of the secret passage, it was instantly lost, not knowing what to eat. At this moment, a small head came out of the passage, so the feline nature of the Siamese cat was instantly revealed. Instinctively rushed over, holding down the little head, biting it with his teeth, and then dragging it out. The first predation was completed so smoothly, and the next few times were not so smooth. In addition, the rats here were used to leisurely. Yes, a cat suddenly appeared, and they began to be vigilant. It became more difficult to prey. Siamese cats had to learn more skills, such as digging mouse holes. Anyway, it's okay for meow meow now to be crooked.

Now, Meow was hungry again, and she protested in her owner's arms for a long time. Seeing Zhuang Mengdie's unresponsiveness, her heart became even more depressed, but her belly kept groaning, and she was too hungry.

Taking advantage of everyone's time to look at the wooden box, it jumped out of the owner's arms.

"Sorry, Master. I have to eat something first, I can't stand it anymore."

The Siamese cat opened its paws and ran towards the entrance of the secret passage, where there was a mouse den. Every time it went there, it could catch a few slow-moving mice filling its stomach.

The Siamese cat quickly ran to the entrance of the passage and lay quietly beside the mouse den.

The entrance of the mouse den was covered by weeds. The little mice thought they were very concealed, but Meow still found the entrance through her sensitive sense of smell.

The Siamese cat opened its eyes wide and stared at the entrance of the cave intently. It knew that mice needed to find food just like it did. They couldn't stay in the cave forever, they would run out.

Sure enough, a small tan head quickly appeared, and a pair of small eyes looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there was no danger, he carefully drilled out of the hole and slowly climbed onto a weed to eat the seeds.

The Siamese cat looked at it and waited for a while without doing anything. It immediately wailed and rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, this mouse was very cunning. It saw the Siamese cat pounced and immediately squeaked and rushed into the grass beside it.

The Siamese cat was anxious and continued to pounce on it to catch it, but there was a stone in the grass, and the stone was stubborn. Not only did the Siamese cat not catch it, but it got hidden in the cracks of the stone.

The Siamese cat failed in two pounces, and couldn't help but become angry. He only heard it groan, a pair of small paws grabbed the stone and overturned the stone.

This stone is not small, and its weight should be more than twice the weight of a Siamese cat, but the Siamese cat actually overthrew it.

The stone was turned over, and the little mouse hiding under the stone had nowhere to hide, and immediately squeaked out of the passage.

There is nowhere to hide outside the passage, but at this moment the mouse is already panicking.

It forgets that its body size is much smaller than that of a cat, and it runs much slower than a cat. If it runs outside the passage, it will be a dead end.

At this moment, the mouse’s brain was blank. It spread its legs and ran wildly. The scene in front of him quickly moved backwards. It saw a tall old locust tree in front of it. The old locust tree had luxuriant branches and there might be holes or cracks under the tree. For hiding.

The mouse made up his mind and screamed and ran under the old locust tree. As soon as it ran over, it immediately found that the soil under the locust tree was very loose, so it used its natural ability to drill holes while digging. There is no way, in order to escape, it has to do this.

The Siamese cat chased it and saw that the mouse was gone. I was wondering. Suddenly I found a small hole in the soft soil. I pricked my ears at the entrance of the hole. I heard the sound of squeaking. It turned out to be digging in. Up.

"Huh? Smelly mouse, will you dig a hole? I will dig well too."

The Siamese cat whimpered, stretched out its small paw and dug.

The mouse in the hole heard the cat dig a hole above its head. In order to escape, it had to dig down desperately, but the hole got deeper and deeper.

This cat-and-mouse digging contest lasted for an unknown amount of time. The mouse suddenly couldn't dig. Why couldn't it dig? At the same time, the mouse smelled a strong smell of blood, which is the smell of human blood, and then smell it carefully, the thing that can't be digged, huh? Isn't this a human corpse? Damn, I actually dug into a human burial pit. It’s really unlucky. There is indeed a large piece of rotten flesh to enjoy. But I heard that the shaggy-faced Thunderhead’s guy above his head is still digging, even if he finds meat, I was dying to eat.

The mouse was helpless, so he had to dig up a hole, and then find a way to escape the pit.

At this moment, the mouse felt very helpless, and even dug a dead hole that couldn't be opened.

However, the mouse digs upwards for a while before hearing a whimper, and then his small body is immediately held down by a fluffy claw. The mouse was dumbfounded, but it was unlucky.

The Siamese cat, who was so hungry that his chest was on his back, saw that he was holding the mouse, and immediately opened his mouth, aiming at the mouse's neck with a bite. The mouse squeaked, kicked and died.

Seeing the mouse's breath, the Siamese cat immediately looked joyful and was about to feast on it, but suddenly realized something was wrong. Why is there so much blood on this mouse? And this blood... The Siamese cat moved his nose up and sniffed it carefully, and it immediately understood.

The blood on mice is the smell of human blood.

But how can there be human blood on this mouse?

The Siamese cat recalled that when he chased a mouse, there was no blood on the mouse. So where did the human blood come from?

Why did a mouse with no blood on its body get so much human blood after it got into the pit?

Unless there are human corpses in the dirt pit, mice will be stained with human blood.

The Siamese cat didn't care about being hungry and tried to sort out its thoughts, and then it whimpered and waved its small paws to dig hard. It didn't take long to dig.

It gently scratched the floating soil with its small paws, and when it saw a human torso under the floating soil, it was immediately startled.

It turned out to be a human corpse, and this corpse was full of blood, obviously not a normal death.

You have to report this news to the owner quickly.

Thinking of this, the Siamese cat decisively abandoned the dead mouse stained with human blood, turned and ran to the entrance of the secret passage.