After several heavy hiking bags along the way, Zhang Zi'an was pressed like a snail, walking tightly and slowly, and he couldn't run. He watched the elves rushing forward in a hurry. What's even more annoying is that Richard kept shouting "Deer Jia" on his head...

Seeing that the elves seemed to have found something in front of him, he had no time to deal with the little bird. He stepped on the fallen leaves with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked for about ten minutes at a distance that was visible.

"What's wrong?"

Instead of walking closer, he leaned against the nearest tree, holding the tree with his backpack, and using the friction to let his legs rest. This is a tip he summarized along the way. He can't pick his backpack when he encounters any movement, and he doesn't want to leave once he picks it off.

The elves separated silently, letting his eyes touch a small animal lying on the side among the thorns in front of him.

That was a dead cat.

After seeing it clearly, he immediately reminded: "Don't get too close, be careful of infectious diseases."

"It's not an infectious disease, it's been bitten to death." Fina said expressionlessly.

Zhang Zian sighed helplessly, and it seemed that he could only put down his backpack and walk over and observe carefully. He couldn't even squat down with his backpack on his backpack, and would fall backwards.

His shoulders moved, and his backpack slid down the trunk, leaning against the tree. The spotted owl flew silently to the nearby branches to rest, while Richard flapped his wings and stood on his shoulder instead.

The elves also considered the problem of infectious diseases and did not get too close to this dead cat. After all, he said that even if the prion protein has been stepped on the urine of infected animals, it may be infected, although they do not smell the urine, only the smell of blood.

He moved his sore shoulders a few times, bent down and picked up a branch, walked to the dead cat, and used the branch to push away the grass leaves that half-covered the body.

The grass leaves were stained with dry blood, but not many, only a few drops.

This is an adult male cat with a large body, long hair, white hair on the chest and abdomen, and the other parts are flax-colored with brown-black marks. It should be a mixed-breed cat of Maine cat blood.

Even if a person who doesn't understand cats, he should know that this is not a wild beast short-tailed cat in the forest when he sees the long tail of the dead cat.

There is a wound on its shoulder, which is its fatal injury. If it goes up a little further, it will hurt the carotid artery. If that happens, it will not be able to drag the injured body all the way here before death.

The blood from the wound soaks its long hair into a ball, making it impossible to see the specific shape of the wound.

Zhang Zi'an used a branch to smooth the hair near its wound, revealing a pair of wounds that were obviously bitten out of the fangs of some kind of beast. The inside of the wound was conical and very deep.

He raised the corpse at an angle with the branches and shone it on the flashlight to look at the other side of the corpse, which was without any wounds.

Obviously, it ran away after being injured, and could no longer run when it arrived, and eventually died of blood loss.

The climate of the Redwood Forest is cool. I don’t know how long the cat has been dead, but it has not emitted a significant odor. At least Zhang Zi'an’s sense of smell has not smelled it, so the elves should have smelled it.

When the elves came, there were some scavenging animals or arthropod insects nearby, but the elves ran away as soon as they got closer.

"Can you tell what animal bites it?" Lao Cha asked.

Zhang Zian shook his head.

If Mike, a veteran who has lived in the forest for a long time, might be able to see it here, but Zhang Zian is not an experienced hunter, so it is impossible to tell what kind of beast bites it just by just one wound.

Since the cat escaped here after being injured, it was not the crime scene and there was no footprint of the perpetrator.

"Needless to say, it must be coyotes! Eighty-mostly the group last night!" Vladimir said indignantly: "Black bears use their claws. What other animals can there be besides coyotes?"

"It's very likely that the coyote is, but the problem is that the cat can escape after being bitten."

He was a little confused about this question. It would be fine if he was caught by his claws and could struggle to escape, but he could still break free and escape after being bitten by the hooked fangs of a carnivorous beast? If so, it might be the coyote with less bite force.

What's even more strange is that after the beast bit the cat, it didn't chase it? Isn't this the prey that was left to the mouth to run away?

The elves didn't think so much about it. Vladimir expressed his concerns and regretted letting the group of coyotes go last night. Maybe it was the group of coyotes who ran away and encountered the cat.

Zhang Zian was a little worried that Fina was too excited, but looked at it with a glance. It was calmer than Vladimir, just staring at the cat's body thoughtfully.

"Fina, what do you think?" he asked.

Fina glanced at him and said lightly: "Anyway, this cat died in battle and did not embarrass the cat tribe, that's enough."

Speaking of death in battle, Zhang Zian was suddenly touched by inspiration and hurriedly pulled the cat's two front paws with a branch. Sure enough, he saw a few strands of hair that did not seem to belong to the cat in front of the paws.

As Fina said, the cat was killed in battle. Even though the other party is far stronger than him, at least he had tried to resist, but he only caught a tuft of hair.

These strands of hair are dark, but unfortunately Zhang Zian can only tell that it is not the hair of a black bear, probably not the hair of a cougar. He couldn't judge what kind of hair it was.

"Zi'an, I can't bear to let it expose the corpse in the wilderness like this. Can you please let it be buried in peace?" Lao Cha begged.

In traditional Chinese concepts, it is indeed important to be buried in the soil. The wilderness of corpses will only make the corpse a delicious meal for all kinds of scavengers. After death, there will be no complete body left, which will affect the reincarnation of the next life, so even eunuchs will preserve their lifeline for life.

"Okay." Zhang Zi'an nodded and agreed.

Although this was a waste of physical strength for him, since it was Lao Cha's request, he was unwilling to refuse, and from the perspective of a cat, he really couldn't bear to leave the same corpses alone. This is also the normal behavior of a cat.

He took out the folded engineer shovel from his hiking bag, and he usually used this shovel to cut too long dead branches into pieces, or cut some dry cores from dead trees to cause fire.

He quickly dug a small pit under the tree that could only accommodate cat corpses, and dug it deeper so that they would not be dug out by scavengers after they left.

The pit was dug, and he breathed evenly, pushed the dead cat into the pit with branches, shoveled the soil and buried it flat, and compacted it, finally covering it with dead branches and grass leaves, and there was nothing to be seen from the surface.

After burying, he packed up the engineer shovels and called on the elves to continue on the road.
Chapter completed!