C17 Life-suspended line

Upon seeing this, I immediately shouted, "Ah Cong, quickly get out of the way."

As soon as my voice faded away, I raised the stick in my hand and smashed it against the head of that mad sheep with all my might.

There was a muffled 'bang' as my hand was shaken until it went numb. It was as if my entire arm had been stabbed with a hemp. The wooden stick fell to the ground as well.

Looking at that mad sheep, he was actually completely fine. His red eyes were filled with red silk, and his mouth was full of blood as he let out a low "Wu Wu" sound. Normal sheep would absolutely not let out such a low roar; at first glance, it sounded like the roar of a big ferocious beast, like a jackal, a tiger, or a leopard, in the face of an enemy.

I started to bend down to pick up the stick, but then I saw it open its jaws at us, and its sharp fangs seemed longer and sharper than before.

As soon as my hand touched the stick, Crazy Sheep pounced on me with his fangs bared. After all, I've been in the army for two years, how can I let a beast like you hurt me? He dodged to the side and easily dodged.

The mad sheep missed its target and became even angrier. It turned around and was about to bite me again. How could I give it a second chance to bite me?

I don't know where A-Cong got a stick from, but before I could do anything, he was the first to rush up and smash into that mad sheep's head. I could almost hear the sound of bones cracking, and only when the stick broke into two did A-Cong stop breathing heavily.

"Ahh!" Mad Sheep stung and howled. He leapt into the air to bite at A-Cong. Seeing the situation, I immediately reached out to push him away and used my other hand to block him with a wooden stick.

I only felt my arm shake as the wooden stick in my hand was bitten off by that mad sheep. I didn't dare to imagine what would happen if it bit into my arm.

Although it was hard to imagine, he had to admit that this mad sheep was many times fiercer than when he first discovered it two days ago. And it was certain that he was the killer of his kind.

"Hurry up and run back to the wooden house." I shouted loudly. I didn't care about whether this mad sheep would bite the other sheep to death as I pulled Ah Cong and Ah Sa into the wooden hut.

As I ran, I looked back. It was too dark to see anything in the pasture, but I could already hear the mad sheep chasing me.

We ran for our lives, but fortunately, the wooden house was very close to us. In the blink of an eye, we were already in front of them, and with a flash, we hurriedly entered the house and closed the door. We squatted to the side and panted.

I was thinking about what might come next when I heard a loud bang. I felt the whole house shake a little, and the dust on the beams scattered down.

After the quake, everything calmed down again. Luckily, the wooden door was strong enough to withstand the mad sheep's attack, but I also felt a bit bored. Was the mad sheep's head made of iron? Just now, A-Cong had broken his wooden stick, yet he didn't manage to injure it in the slightest.

Noticing that there was no movement, A-Cong leaned against the window and looked out.

"Damn, it's coming again."

Before A-Cong could finish his sentence, there was another loud bang that hurt my eardrums. This time, the impact was even more intense than the one before. Although the wooden door was very sturdy, with such a method of collision, it would only be a matter of time before it would be knocked open.

I prayed silently that it would stop bumping into me. However, fate always defied my wishes. With the sound of the third explosion, light cracks started to appear on the wooden door.

It wasn't a good idea to continue like this. I started to look around for the stick at the top of the door, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it. I hastily asked A-Cong, "Hey, did you see the stick at the top of the door?"

"Didn't it just bite you just now?" A-Cong replied.

I suddenly remembered something and immediately felt my heart turn cold. Now that I don't have the wooden stick at the top of the door, what should I do? I scratched my ears and cheeks. I couldn't just wait for death.

"I have to be calm, I have to be calm," I thought to myself, but the sweat on my forehead had already fallen to the ground. A-Cong was still lying by the window, looking much calmer than me. and he asked him, "What do we do when Crazy Sheep breaks into the door? Do you have any ideas? "

"How would I know what to do?" Cong shook his head and said.

Hearing him say this, my heart was filled with ten thousand words of admiration. Seeing that a disaster was about to befall me, I couldn't believe that there was still no countermeasure to be so calm. It really was no one.

The Mad Sheep was still ramming into the door non-stop. I couldn't think of any way to deal with it even though I was in the house. If I really can't do anything, then I'll just go all out.

Right at this moment, the wooden door opened with a kacha sound and a large hole appeared. A sheep's head extended out from the hole. Seeing this, all my hopes turned into dust. I immediately shouted, "Ah Cong, go for it with his mother."

Originally, I thought that mad sheep would quickly come in and bite us, but things didn't go the way I planned. That mad sheep's head didn't move for a long time after it came in.

Cong Cong and I carefully walked in front of it. With just one look, we were overjoyed, the previous nervousness and uneasiness disappeared without a trace, no wonder there was no movement, it turned out that the hole was too small, the body couldn't reach inside, and we tried to pull back but were stuck in the corner of the head. Even though it was surprisingly strong enough to knock a hole into the door, it didn't have the strength to do so right now.

Ha ha-ha ha, I laughed out loud. It could really be said that heaven never bars one's way, let's see how you continue to be so rampant now. But what I did not expect was that although it could not move, its eyes were still red, and it let out a low growl from its mouth.

I found a bundle of hemp rope from the room and let A-Cong jump out of the window to tie it up. I found a sturdy wooden stick outside to throw at the four legs of the sheep, and I didn't stop until the bones were deformed — to prevent it from breaking free and threatening again, and to understand that the beast had dared to attack us.

After tossing and turning until now, it was already dawn outside the window. Ah Cong suggested, "This mad sheep's head is too tough to smash to death. Why don't we use a torch to roast it? I don't believe I can't burn it."

Although Ah Cong's suggestion was a relief, I stopped him. The culprit has been found and hasn't reported it to the village's Uncle Li. Otherwise, those two dead sheep would have definitely deducted our wages.

"That's true. I'll go look for Uncle Li now, and deal with him when I get back." As Ah Cong said this, he walked towards Uncle Li's house in the village. I, on the other hand, was watching the mad sheep.

Not long after, Ah Cong brought Uncle Li to the wooden house. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was also very shocked. This was definitely the first time he had seen such a thing.

Ah Cong and I told Uncle Li about the dangerous situation we encountered last night. Of course, we wouldn't say that the mad sheep was stuck on its own, but how much effort it took for us to subdue it, under normal circumstances, no one would believe us. However, when I found a wooden stick to pry open the mad sheep's mouth, I saw two long, sharp teeth like daggers, and with the addition of its blood-red eyes, Uncle Li couldn't help but believe us.

Uncle Li took a deep breath and said, "It must be hard on the both of you. If you encounter this situation again, don't think about the cattle outside. Protecting your own safety is the most important."

When Ah Cong and I heard this, we were very touched. "The culprit has been found. Those two sheep that were bitten to death won't end up on our heads, will they?"

"What?" Two sheep? Didn't one of them die? " Uncle Li asked in surprise.

We only reported one sheep to him after the two died. We have nothing to say if we are going to lose our wages this time.

Uncle Li sighed and said, "Forget it. I can't do anything even if I die. I can't blame you for that. My salary is as usual."

Hearing this, I was very happy, but also very confused. Why would a sheep have sharp fangs? Why did it become aggressive? Why did it bite its own kind to death and attack others?

I asked Uncle Li, "Uncle, how did the sheep become like this?" Is it a mutation? "

Uncle Li took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up and said, "I don't know what mutation is, but I've heard from old people that animals have become like this. It's very possible that they were scared by something extremely terrifying."