A rooster (ao, yin) is prostrate under a thick elder tree. The white fur has become mottled and dry under the harsh winter. The long hair is knotted and hanging randomly on the body. The four corners of the head are also
It no longer had the luster of the past and lost its luster.
There is still a layer of pale white bones under its body, with no trace of meat or oil on it. Even the bone marrow has dried up under its repeated chewing and sucking.
He half-closed his eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, regurgitating the few sour foods in his stomach, and imagined in his mind the roe he caught deep in the forest last fall. Ah, what a strong one it was.
The oxen has plump muscles and sweet blood. Even its two eyeballs are full of chewy texture and juices splash out when bitten.
Thinking of this, its throat squirmed. A mouthful of bone residue that had been regurgitated in its mouth for a long time was mixed with the saliva that had just poured out, and it finally swallowed it with difficulty.
Then he lowered his head and picked through the pile of bones under him for a moment. He once again found a piece of ribs with a small skeleton, bit it in one bite, and held it in his mouth. Although the skeletons of these ribs were not difficult to chew, after a
The cold in winter makes it harder than a stone. It needs to soften the ribs a little and chew them slowly.
Don't worry, winter is still very long anyway, and it has enough patience and perseverance to complete this task.
A hoarse, dry call came from the bird's nest among the branches of the elder tree overhead. The bird snorted hard and blew out a cloud of white mist, turning a deaf ear to the gray owl's cry for help.
It's not that it doesn't have enough friends, it's because food is extremely scarce this winter and there's nothing it can do about it. It doesn't mind letting the gray owl gnaw bones with it, provided that the gray owl's short bill can crush these hard bones.
guy.
When he thought of this, Zhan Hen couldn't help but feel glad that he had only grown one body.
Like the gray owl above our head, it has one head and three bodies, which means one mouth has to fill three stomachs! How unfortunate it is in this age of food shortage!
"Gah..."
The low cry of the gray owl came from the bird's nest again.
He raised his head in dissatisfaction, opened a pair of huge bull's eyes, and looked at the dying bird. If it couldn't survive this winter, then He didn't mind chewing the feathered owl meat - from then on
Thinking from this perspective, it began to think that it was a good thing that the owl had three bodies.
After all, the meat on three bodies is always much more than the three heads, which is enough for it to chew for a long time.
When he looked up with this expectation, he was surprised to find that the gray owl was struggling to stand up from the tree nest, spreading its three pairs of wings, and leaping to fly. This made him feel like there was food in the bowl.
Feeling like flying away.
"Moo..."
A cry of reluctance came out of Xuanhan's mouth.
The gray owl lowered its head, revealing a pair of confused, cloudy eyes. Zhan Hen was surprised to find that the eyes of the dead bird seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, completely losing the cunning and agile feeling of the past.
"Gah..."
The gray owl lowered its head, whistled lowly again, flapped its six wings, and suddenly slipped out of the tree nest and flew towards the edge of the silent forest.
He shook his head uneasily.
In the direction where the gray owl flew, there was a group of ferocious bipedal beasts. The memory remaining in its bloodline told it that the further away from that direction, the safer it would be. But as the gray owl left, Zhan Hen always felt that A voice whispered in his ear, telling him that there was endless delicious food in that direction, which could make it strong again and survive the winter safely.
Zhanhen originally disdained this kind of whisper that could not be seen from the mouth, but for some reason, as the gray owl left, and as the whisper continued to repeat, it gradually felt that the dry ribs in its mouth became more and more... It's becoming more and more tasteless and hateful.
"puff!"
Xuanhen finally spit out the piece of ribs, shook his tail, and struggled to stand up.
The white bones all over the ground made a continuous crackling sound under its heavy trampling, and the dry elderberry forest made a begging for mercy under its huge body.
He shook his head vigorously.
When it raised its head again and looked in the direction where the gray owl had left, its eyes had lost their previous agility and were covered with a thick layer of gray, just like the three-legged bird that had already left.
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"Phew! Finally done!"
At the edge of the silent forest, a figure wearing a black robe, with his head hidden in a hood, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, raised his head, and said to his companions in a relaxed tone: "That beast has already set off... I guess it will take half a day. You can get to Beta Town.”
"Can you hurry up?" His companion looked a little anxious: "The gap at the forest commodity market is not big. We urgently need that beast to hit the gap in the magic circle!"
"No." The first voice shook his head very simply and refused: "Originally, it will take several months for the black tide to really rise... We can only use magic to mobilize their emotions, but we cannot truly control them. It's impossible to let those beasts exert their abilities beyond their bottom line."
"Can't you secretly cast a spell like bloodthirsty on it?" His companion asked reluctantly, "I think the Rat Immortal used a similar spell on those mice."
The first figure choked angrily: "That's the Rat Immortal, and he's commanding rats! I'm not the Immortal Zhenren, so I can't command that kind of ferocious beast!"
After a pause, he asked doubtfully: "I remember that those rats attracted some big guys...such as the nest of hill giants deep in the forest, and the old frog in the swamp area...could they still be there? Isn’t it enough to widen that gap?”
"There is also a chisel tooth. We also led the chisel tooth to excavate an ancient tomb and replaced it with a thicker mace and a real stainless steel shield!" His companion sighed. , the voice seemed a little bleak: "But it's not enough...far from it."
"That nest of hill giants spent more time fighting on their own than attacking the magic barrier, and that old giant had grown such a huge skeleton for nothing, and was rotten all over! In addition to scattering some plague clouds
, it’s useless... I feel that if it lowers its head and rushes into the formation, the possibility of its skull shattering is higher than the possibility of breaking the formation."
The first figure heard the words and sighed repeatedly, feeling sad.
After a long time, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked softly: "Can't you let that guy help expand the victory? Since he has helped Kuroshio open the gap... he can definitely do it more thoroughly."
"Silence!" His companion raised his index finger to stop him from continuing to talk nonsense, and then looked around before explaining: "I don't want to, but I really can't... open a small opening, and then a group of beasts will follow, and the small opening will turn into a big opening.
, you can erase the traces of the small opening. If you open a large opening directly, and the beasts have a way to enter the town, who would be willing to work hard to expand the opening?"
"When the traces cannot be erased, it will not just be some magical creatures that die."