Chapter 113: Govern sand sculptures

　　 Kemeng patted the scarf around his neck, calling out the big-faced cat.
　　 Even when he sleeps, he wears a scarf, and will untie it a few times for comfort.
　　 Kemeng looked into the eyes of the big-faced cat, and aimed at the sand sculpture with his peripheral light.
　　 There are glutinous rice staring at the sand sculptures, so he doesn't have to panic too much.
　　In terms of reaction speed, the pet must be faster than him.
　　 The rustling sound of bells made Kemeng's sense of crisis linger.
　　 The sense of crisis is inexplicable, and Kemun doesn’t know where the crisis originated.
　　 Fifteen seconds later, Kemon gained strange knowledge.
　　「Sand Sculpture」
　　 "A rare eagle species that grows in the desert. Other birds shed their hair. They shed sand. They usually clean the sand between the wings. When they shake, the sand will fall."
　　 "The sand sculpture family is proficient in sand sculpture language, even if they don't understand bird language, they can understand their sand sculpture sounds."
　　 Kemeng looked at the sand sculpture's feet, and a thin layer of sand was piled up under his feet.
　　Sand maker?
　　 I always feel that the construction site needs it, to make sand for free, environmentally friendly and clean.
　　 followed by another strange piece of knowledge.
　　「Ding ding bell」
　　 "A small bell will make a crisp "ding" every time it shakes, and the person who hears it will have a sense of crisis. The longer you listen, the louder the sound and the greater the crisis."
　　 "The sense of crisis caused by tinkering bells has an upper limit and cannot be promoted to a sense of fear."
　　 After gaining new knowledge, Kemon finally knew where the sense of crisis came from.
　　 Ding-ding bells can make a "ding-ding" sound. Any creature that hears the ding-ding sound will have a sense of crisis.
　　 The sense of crisis can be continuously superimposed, but the bell can only be superimposed to the limit of the neighboring fear.
　　 Ding-ding bells can scare away some people or things at certain times, and it works pretty well.
　　 Kemeng thought for a while, and patted the big-faced cat back into the scarf.
　　 Then sign the glutinous rice balls, and the glutinous rice realized that they twisted their 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 rang loudly, and the sense of crisis increased.
　　 Without the bell, the sand sculpture still didn't dare to open his eyes, his body was shaking more intensely, and his frightened mood aggravated.
　　 It can be seen how terrifying the position of the evil is in the sand sculpture's heart, and he dare not even open his eyes.
　　 It can't wait to goug out both eyes to avoid looking directly at the evil god.
　　 also because of the increased shaking, more sand shakes off the feathers.
　　 Kemeng patted the bell into the storage space with a scarf, the tinkling sound disappeared, and the sense of crisis disappeared without a trace.
　　 Xiaosha Sculpture didn't seem to be so scared anymore, but he still didn't dare to open his eyes.
　　 "Wake up, it's safe here, don't be afraid." Kemun put on Juli gloves and sat on the bed looking directly at it.
　　 The glutinous rice are still in a tight state, and in the face of abnormal creatures, you must maintain basic vigilance.
　　 When the sand sculpture heard Kemeng's words, the sand shook off again.
　　 "Open your eyes." Kemon said again.
　　 The sand sculpture quickly raised its wings and buried his head in the wings, afraid to look at it.
　　 But this action reveals that it can understand people.
　　 "Tangyuan, split its wings."
　　 The glutinous rice are ordered, roll the body directly onto the sand sculpture, 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 made Sand Sculpture even more frightened. His body trembled to the extreme, and he opened his beak and made an acridine sound like a forced little wife.
　　 But because he opened his eyes, the sand sculpture finally saw that the thing in front of him was a ball of golden wool.
　　 Then its head was forcibly straightened, and Kemeng's face was caught in the eyes of the sand sculpture.
　　 Xiaosha Sculpture thought it would be a very scary face, a very scary environment.
　　 But what the is the situation in front of me, the warm sunshine, the white walls, and a man who looks harmless to humans and animals, who looks like an adventurer.
　　 "Huh? Huh?" The sand sculpture made a strange pronunciation.
　　 The small head has big doubts.
　　 Is this evil god?
　　 Xiaosha Diao speaks carving words, Kemeng cannot speak carving words, but he does understand its sand carving words.
　　 It has white fur all over, like a creature in the snow, holy and pure.
　　 Because the feathers are very white, the yellow sand that shakes off becomes very conspicuous, and the gaps in the feathers are full of sand, and they will never shake.
　　 "It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you have to live here in the future. You must follow the rules of contemporary society and don't make trouble, otherwise you will pull out your hair and use it to make soup." Ke Meng first set the tone to avoid sand sculpture trouble.
　　 This sand sculpture does not have the kind of recognition ceremony of glutinous rice balls, so it is definitely not as loyal as glutinous rice balls. It is necessary to train the small sand sculptures carefully.
　　 Xiaosha Sculpture naturally heard Kemeng's words.
　　 But to be honest, the small sand sculpture did not understand Kemeng.
　　 The previous action of burying its head in its wings was its subconscious behavior. When it curled its neck, it couldn't see the outside, nor could the Cthulhu.
　　 Self-deception and deception, this is the life-saving idea of ​​Xiaosha Diao~EbookFREE.me~ Seeing Kemeng's face at this moment, Xiaosha Diao's heart seems to stop beating.
　　Oops, I saw the evil spirits!
　　 can't live anymore.
　　 And just now he issued a question. At this moment, Xiao Sha Diao's heart was ready to die.
　　 The body trembles constantly, and the sand shakes from between the feathers.
　　 Kemeng watched the piles of sand on the floor, and his mood gradually became more subtle, a little uncomfortable.
　　 There is a lot of sand, and he has to clean it himself, which is really troublesome.
　　 Xiaosha Sculpture didn't know what Ke Meng was thinking in his heart, but when he saw Ke Meng's face sinking slightly, his heart also shook.
"Yaya!"
　　 The sand sculpture closed its eyes, as if letting it be slaughtered, it resigned.
　　 In the heart of Xiaosha Diao, Kemeng is definitely an evil god.
　　 As for Kemeng’s body does not have a strong terrifying aura, Xiaosha Sculpture understands that the Cthulhu has hidden the Cthulhu aura, so it looks harmless to humans and animals.
　　 If you annoy the evil god, you will definitely turn your face away from the vulture and kill it in the blink of an eye.
　　 Kemeng saw the sand sculpture tremble more, and the sand fell from the feathers.
　　 Looking at the sand all over the floor, Kemon fell into thought.
　　How to adjust to make the little sand sculpture stop shaking.
　　 There is it!
　　 Anonymous salted fish!
　　 Kemeng looked at the nameless salted fish in the room. At this moment, the nameless salted fish was placed on the table. The sand sculpture just turned his back to the nameless salted fish and closed his eyes and waited to die. He did not see the salted fish.
　　 A few seconds later, the dumpling picked up the nameless salted fish and patted the sand sculpture lightly on the face.
　　 Xiao Sha Diao opened his eyes, and saw his face growing on the salted fish, feeling inexplicably horrified.
　　 also at this time, its body finally stopped shaking, no longer shaking off the sand.