Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1725 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 117] Uncle
With her father watching over her, Fu Fu appeared particularly quiet and well-behaved. She ate the easy-to-digest meal prepared by the cat housekeeper, and then obediently accepted the doctor's examination.

Fortunately, although he had suffered a serious concussion before, he is now fine after a few days of coma. He just needs to rest more in the near future to ensure recovery.

Fu Fu said she had had enough of lying down and wanted to go out for a walk. Then the doctor gave her a bowl of medicine with sleeping grass in it, and she fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up again, it was already late at night.

Fu Fu covered the lower half of her face with the quilt, looked around vigilantly, and sat up only after confirming that there was no one by the bed.

Damn it, she didn't want to be forced to drink another bowl of medicine just after getting up, and then lie back down and feel dizzy again.

I got up from the bed, threw off the quilt, tiptoed to the door and prepared to open it, but found that I couldn't turn the doorknob and the door was locked.

After a few seconds of silence, he went to the window and pushed it, but it was also locked.

Gan.

Does this mean I'm under house arrest?
Didn't he just sneak out of the base with the蛛蛛, spend the night in the Beast Clan camp, jump into the sea in the snow, and finally accidentally see an ancient dragon, getting injured and unconscious for several days?
As for locking yourself up?
Well, it seems that it is not unfair.

She hesitated for a few seconds while standing in front of the window, between smashing the window and sneaking out, waiting to be caught and beaten, and going back to bed and lying down, waiting for the end of house arrest, and finally chose the latter.

After all, dad is not as easy to talk to as mom. Acting cute and fooling people won't work with dad.

She turned around with a sigh and was about to go back to bed to continue lying down. The moonlight coming in from the window was blocked by a shadow. Fu Fu subconsciously turned her head back and was frightened by something outside the window.

A dark shadow was clinging outside the window. It looked like a person, but much shorter and fatter than an ordinary person. It was very sturdy, and had an extremely exaggerated mask on its face.

Wait, a mask?

Fu Fu, who had already guessed the identity of the visitor, walked quickly to the window. When the other party saw her, he seemed very happy. He raised his hand, waved at her vigorously, and then fell out of the window.

Fu Fu was startled and quickly leaned against the window to look down.

Fortunately, her room was on the second floor, not too high. The other party acted as if nothing had happened. He sat up from the ground, scratched his butt awkwardly, and then climbed up again along the outer wall.

Fu Fu pushed the window hard, but it didn't work. She could only shout out: "The window is locked, I can't open it!"

The other person didn't seem to care. He grabbed the outer eaves of the window with one hand to stabilize his body, and grabbed the outer handle of the window with the other hand and pulled it hard.

The force seemed to be too great, and the entire window along with the window frame was pulled down. The glass fell off the window frame and shattered on the ground, making a harsh sound.

It crawled into the window and scratched its head, "Sorry, I broke it."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Fu Fu looked at the other person with shining eyes.

White tattoos all over his body, a complex headdress that was almost taller than his entire body, and a gorgeous mask inlaid with jewels and gold.

This is too cool!

"Uncle?" she called tentatively.

The king of the strange-faced tribe shook his body happily, and the stacked headdresses on his head made a "clacking" sound.

"Wait!"

Fu Fu ran to her luggage and rummaged through it for a while, then took out the golden mask and put it on her face.

The King of the Strange-Faced Tribe seemed even happier, jumping around Fu Fu as if he was performing some kind of blessing dance.

Perhaps it was because her mother had mentioned it too many times, and before they had time to start communicating, Fu Fu felt inexplicably close to him. After dancing along for a few times, she took out her portable camera, squeezed next to the King of the Strange Faces, and took a photo.

Just then, the bedroom door was opened, and Ansil, in pajamas, stood outside the door with a dark face.

The scene he saw after opening the door stunned him. When he heard the sound of window glass falling to the ground, he thought Fu Fu had sneaked out again.

"King of the Strange-Faced Tribe?" Ansir rubbed his tired face, "Why did you come here in person?"

"Gala's daughter has returned to her hometown. Of course, I have to come and see her." The king of the strange-faced tribe spoke slowly, but his pronunciation was surprisingly clear.

"Oh right! Wait a minute, uncle!"

Fu Fu pushed her father aside, squeezed out of the room, and ran all the way to her father's study. Sure enough, the sterling silver chandelier was still there.

She struggled to pick up the expensive, silver-glittering chandelier, then ran back to the bedroom and held the chandelier in front of the king of the strange-faced tribe.

"This is something my mom prepared especially for you. I took a lot of effort to bring it from the Old World!"

Ansir glanced at her sideways but didn't expose the fact that she had distributed the wrong gifts.

The king of the strange-faced tribe was very surprised. He put the chandelier on his headdress on the spot, then ran to the mirror and kept looking at it.

Fu Fu was very tactful and snatched the lantern from her father's hand, took the candle, and lit the lamp for the king of the strange-faced tribe.

The pure silver lampstand reflected the firelight, and as the head of the King of the Strange-Faced Tribe turned, a kaleidoscope of brilliant light and shadows was projected in the room.

"Ga Ya!" The king of the strange-faced tribe howled and shook his head vigorously.

Some kind of powder hidden in the headdress was spread out and ignited by the light, bursting into a large ball of bright fire.

"**!" Fu Fu cheered, and the obscene words that came out of her mouth made Anshil's veins jump.

But now is obviously not a good time to discipline my daughter. The guy who started the fire-breathing show will probably stand up for her unconditionally. In order to avoid conflict, I'll just keep this in mind for now.

After making a lot of noise for a while, Fu Fu's hands were swollen. There were many burn marks caused by flames and sparks on the bed curtains, sheets, and the floor. The King of the Strange Face Tribe finally calmed down.

It straightened its crooked headdress and said, "Please say thank you to Gala for me. Also, I have prepared a gift for you."

"Where, where?!" Fu Fu rubbed her hands.

According to etiquette teachers, it is impolite and indecent to show excessive expectations for gifts from others, but there is no need to pay attention to these in front of your uncle!

"It's outside. It's too big to pass through the window. I'll bring it in from the main gate." After saying that, the King of the Strange-Faced Tribe jumped out of the window that had only a big hole left.

An Xier couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand, "Since you know where the main entrance is, why do you have to climb up to the second floor and break the window?"

Fu Fu was so excited that she ignored her father's complaints and ran towards the lobby on the first floor, opened the door and looked out.

Anshel tightened the collar of his pajamas and followed.

"What the hell is that?!" Fu Fu blurted out another obscene word.

Anshil raised his hand to slap her on the back of the head, but seeing the big bump on the back of her head that had not yet disappeared, he had no choice but to put his hand down.

Remember this time too.

The king of the strange-faced tribe carried something several times larger than his entire body and came to the main gate, then dropped the thing to the ground with a "bang".

It was a gigantic Brute-jawed dragon skull. With its size, it couldn't even fit through a window, let alone a main door. Its mouth was full of dagger-like teeth, looking eerie in the firelight.

The King of the Strange Faces patted the head and said, "This is your prey. I heard that you were hunting it and it escaped. I will bring it back for you."

Ansel's face froze. He seemed to know the reason why someone reported the great commotion among the Strange-Faced Tribe in the Ancient Tree Forest a while ago.

So, this can also be considered my prey?

After being stunned for a few seconds, Fu Fu turned around and looked at her father, "Isn't this considered poaching?"

An Xier gritted his teeth and said, "According to the rules, it doesn't count."

Fu Fu squatted next to the huge head that could fit her entire body, raised her portable camera, and took a selfie.

"I'm fifteen years old, and I'm going to hunt a Brute Jaw Dragon alone as a souvenir! Great!"

(End of this chapter)