"The mouse tide is here again!" someone on the lookout shouted hoarsely, banging a frying pan with an iron rod.
The voice from the tall building was hoarse, as if the vocal cords would give out under the pressure any second.
The banging sounds were three short and one long, a signal of mouse tide assaulting. The numbers are greater than last time, last time it was only two short and one long!
Qing Chen looked up and saw Zhang Mengchan.
This must be Xiao Mengqiu who volunteered to stand watch. The mouse tide could walk in the shadows, but as long as he stood in a conspicuous place, once the mouse tide saw him, they'd be exposed.
This is Xiao Mengqiu's sixth sense.
The families left behind on the defense line heard Zhang Mengchan's warning and also began to shout, "The mouse tide is here!"
One shout after another passed on into the distance.
Families who were sleeping immediately sat up, instinctively reaching for a cleaver next to them.
