"Hey, you two, come over here!"
The little fox sneaked a glance at Ah Qing, who was explaining the reasons for the Northern Region journey to the audience in the live stream. Ansheng slid down from the horse's leg to the ground, darting through the human wall in front of him, arriving at the two marmots.
"Squeak!?"
Seeing a fox poking its head out from the crowd, the two squirrel-like marmots visibly stiffened and even seemed to be sweating nervously.
Master Fuli, although he often drank iced cola and mooched meals at Lin Ying's house, primarily ate various rodents, birds, or sometimes sneaked into fields to steal corn and dig sweet potatoes to satiate his hunger.
Foxes are particularly fierce towards rodents, even fiercer than wildcats.
Seeing the predator raising his fox paw almost to pinch their foreheads, the two marmots swallowed hard.
"Come on, sit down."
Ansheng glanced at Ah Qing, completely ignoring the bewildered expressions of the surrounding tourists, sat squatting on the ground, and patted the ground in front of him with his little fox paws.
Upon hearing, the two marmots looked at the burrow but didn't sit on the ground; instead, they looked inward, producing a series of "squeak squeak" sounds.
Bro! There's a fat one inside, finish off the fat one first, it's plumper and more nutritious.
As if sensing their imminent demise, the marmots that were originally fighting fiercely turned into guides, pointing out the fatter marmot hidden in the burrow.
"There's no dying here, just sit down; I plan to give you a career opportunity. No need to understand the concept, just one thing: no worries about food or drink."
Following the marmots' direction, Ansheng vaguely saw a pair of twinkling little eyes inside.
But that creature is not a marmot; it's a raccoon dog, the kind mentioned in 'Peas in a Pod.'
Raccoon dogs resemble little raccoons, burrowing creatures, considered a distant cousin to Ansheng, belonging to the canine family.
But Ansheng isn't too fond of this cousin because it's pretty annoying; although it's a burrower, it lacks strong burrowing skills.
When he used to be nestled in the mountains, a raccoon dog once came to his home.
At that time, the raccoon dog used its paws to scoop under Ansheng and threw him out of the nest, trying to take over.
Regaining his senses, Ansheng burrowed back into his ancestral home, kicked the fat raccoon dog rolling down the mountain.
Seeing a raccoon dog inside the marmots' nest, Ansheng immediately knew what happened.
Clearly, the raccoon dog had taken over the marmots' nest, and the displaced marmot immediately eyed its neighbor's home, causing the two marmots to start pushing each other.
"Why live in a muddy burrow when you can stay in a villa with me!" Ansheng furrowed his brow and had the two marmots sit down.
Gesturing and explaining some traditional wrestling moves from the Northern Region.
Soon, you guys follow my instructions and fight as I say it's for a live show effect. I guarantee wrestling this month and sumo wrestling six months later.
"Later, grab its shorts and throw it behind you, understand? But remember, restrain your strength a little."
"You, too, remember not to resist, tiptoes with your buddy, cooperate, roll forward, and suppress it."
"Remember, don't go for the biting edge, we're here to make a show, not risking lives, understand?"
The little fox patted the two marmots and began explaining the essence of WWE exhibitions.
The marmots seemed to understand yet not, intimidated by their fox enemy, reluctantly expressing obedience.
"Go back to your initial spot. Later, when you hear my call, start the classical wrestling match."
The little fox nodded satisfactorily and ended the quiet chatter amid the bewildered gaze of the crowd, quickly returning to the front limbs of the wild horse, climbing up along the legs.
"Wow! Ah Qing, look, those two marmots seem to be fired up! Launching big moves!" The little fox ran to Ah Qing and exclaimed softly, urging her to switch back, not the prairie.
"Hmm?"
Upon hearing Xiaolan's exclamation, Ah Qing was startled and switched the stream view.
On the field, the two marmots heard Master Fuli's squeaky voice, awkwardly slapped each other's paws, both backing off several feet, one raised its foot, lightly stomped the ground, performing the Northern Region wrestler's eagle step.
The other chubby marmot advanced with stiff steps towards its buddy.
The stationary marmot ducked its head, using its shoulder to collide with the advancing marmot, clasped its chubby belly with both paws, exerted its arms to toss it a meter away, raising its arms high.
[???]
[Over-the-shoulder throw! The marmot performed an over-the-shoulder throw!]
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Seeing combat skills in humans is expected, but witnessing wrestling technique maneuvers in two marmots, especially with the dominating marmot raising its arms, posing its paws in a No.1 stance.
Such an extraordinary scene truly left the live stream audience and surrounding tourists dumbfounded.
Even the seasoned park staff, who faced strong gales on the prairie, showed astonishment.
The marmot flipped onto the ground, got up, and rushed forward fiercely, struck heavily with its elbow. The two marmots again grappled with each other. The previously dominant marmot gradually fell behind, getting grabbed by its leg in a swirling move.
Eventually, both marmots were utterly exhausted.
In front of the live stream audience and tourists, both sprawled helplessly on the ground, panting heavily, their chests heaving, arms visibly straining to support themselves, their cheeks revealed struggle and stubbornness.
[...Marmot wrestling! I actually see an American tough guy vibe in these marmots, isn't anyone going to separate them? They're about to bash each other to bits!]
"Uh...marmots might carry plague, so staff won't let people near." Ah Qing looked at the live chat comments and explained, feeling rather anxious, the marmot duel was too fierce.
Fighting till they're utterly exhausted yet refusing to give up.
This wasn't a mere food fight.
But Ah Qing didn't notice the little fox standing on her shoulder, raising a thumbs up, prompting the marmots to play seriously and execute finishing moves.
Let the marmots use a tombstone piledriver, the other marmot struggles vigorously, but definitely don't let it pin, leave a duel's regret, and film a series later.
The little fox was gleefully advising, pointing excitedly.
Suddenly.
He felt someone tickling his rump, Ansheng showed a puzzled expression, turned around, and saw a woman standing behind him, tiptoeing, stretching her arms to poke his fox bum.
Ansheng was currently quite high off the ground, seated on a horse over a meter tall, standing on Ah Qing's shoulder tiptoeing, body leaning forward.
"Squeak?"
Ansheng puzzledly squeaked, looking at the woman poking his backside.
Hey, if you have something to say, just say it; if not, best stick your butt out, let me kick back.
Poking someone's backside isn't polite, you know!
The woman didn't speak but opened her palm to reveal a emblem of Xia Country, showing it to Master Fuli.
A security bureau field personnel's identification locator. Seeing the emblem, Ansheng was taken aback, immediately realizing what the emblem was, the woman is a Forest Ranger.
Master Fuli dropped from Ah Qing's shoulder, sitting on the horse's back, leaning his ears towards the woman.
"There's an issue."
"A Siberian tiger has crossed the border; Tang Lian and his partner tried to thwart it but were defeated. The tiger demands to see Master Fuli, saying if not seen within three hours, it'll grill the Sheep Brother and Black-skinned Rabbit."
The woman succinctly narrated the incident.
"?"
Master Fuli, upon hearing, displayed a question mark.
Seriously, Brother Dao!
You couldn't beat the grass eater before, now you lose to the meat eater, cannot even defeat me, an omnivorous one.
Among the spirit beasts, you're really at the bottom.