The slope was covered in white stones that reflected the sunlight, making the whole stone slope a dazzling sight, appearing like a pool of water on the mountain from afar.
It was the hottest time of the day, and the chinchillas all hid in their burrows to escape the scorching sun.
Near the forest at the bottom of the slope, the dense vegetation slightly diminished the sun's power, causing a slight drop in temperature.
Lai Fu stopped beside an entrance of a hole, raising its head to watch Chen Zhou approaching with a carrying pole, occasionally lowering its head to paw at the ground, an eager expression on its face, yet it made no sound.
This was a habit Chen Zhou had taught it when catching rabbits—
Wild rabbits have keen hearing, so when approaching them, even a loud bark or stepping on a dry branch might waste half an hour or more of tracking; maintaining silence is the basic requirement for tracking.
"Don't worry, they're hiding in the holes and won't run around."
