Yuan Zhan slowed down after exhausting himself.
In the sky, the big bird that captured the little slave had already flown down to a small black dot.
His little slave is gone...
Yuan Zhan suddenly squatted down, clenched his palms into fists and pressed firmly on his left chest.
Strangely, he felt again the feeling he couldn't describe when he learned that his father would never come back.
The heart was obviously not injured, but there was pain as if someone had pulled something out of it little by little. Also, the fear and despair like going deep into the desert and finding no water source.
Strange, why does he feel scared? Because he was going to be a human again
Obviously it's just a slave, and if you lose it, you can raise another one.
Maybe because it was his first slave? Maybe because for the first time he had something alive and whole that was his own
After a while, Yuan Zhan stood up, the expression on his face seemed to have returned to his usual ferocious and cold face, but the gloomy face, coupled with the tattoos and scars on his face, made him look like he might violently hurt others anytime, anywhere .
His wooden spear fell, and he had to go back and find his wooden spear.
Also, he had to find the herd of...sheep...
Yuan Zhan stared at the sheep that were about a flying spear away in front of him, and took a deep breath.
The crazy run just now seems to have made him run a long way. He is not unfamiliar with the environment here. Apart from the little flock of sheep who like to eat the leaves of the water god and will run there, there are several places they often go to. This place is one of them.
The little slave said that he would follow the flock, and then what
Yuan Zhanmao stooped quietly to those sheep. Today he doesn't catch sheep, he just looks at what those sheep are doing.
The words were divided into two parts, and Yan Mo fell into a coma due to short-term lack of oxygen when the big bird flew halfway.
So he had no idea how far the big bird had taken him, or where it had taken him, until...
"boom!"
The big bird loosened its claws, and the comatose boy with several holes on each side of his shoulder was thrown into a huge bird's nest.
The holes that were bleeding blood slowly stopped bleeding again, and several holes are closing and healing little by little at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye.
Anyone here would be amazed at the speed of the healing, but there is currently only one huge bird of prey in this huge nest that looks weird and scary.
Yan Mo woke up under the shock. He woke up, but he didn't move. He lay down on the ground pretending to be dead and secretly looked at the big bird not far away.
With this look, he almost exposed the fact that he had woken up.
The bird caught him so fast that he was lifted into the air without seeing what the big bird looked like. At this moment, he could finally see the big bird's appearance clearly, but at this moment, he would rather did not see.
This bird... actually has a human face!
If it weren't for its sharp mouth and a bit of a hook, this face wouldn't even be ugly, but with that kind of mouth, that kind of body, and those red phoenix eyes that look slanted upwards and look shrewd in a mess, it's pretty impressive. People feel inexplicably weird and creepy.
Moreover, this bird has a tuft of feathers on the ears and the top of the head. The few feathers on the top of the head stand up high, and the long tail naturally falls back. Coupled with its human face, it is really luxurious and arrogant.
Except for the three tufts of golden feathers on the head, the human-faced bird has black feathers all over its body. The feathers are so black that they shine brightly, the color on the belly is lighter, and the wings are the darkest.
Its body is so huge that even squatting there with its wings folded is more than two meters high.
I don't know how big the pair of wings can be when they are fully opened, but unfortunately I was too frightened and depressed at the beginning, so I didn't notice it.
Look at the pair of big claws that can lift a person with ease, not only are they knotted and strong, but the tips are barb-shaped and extremely sharp. And one of its legs is much thicker than that of ordinary large vultures.
This bird must be a man eater, right? Yan Mo trembled slightly, it hurt. His shoulders hurt so much. If it was an ordinary person, these two shoulders would be 100% useless, that is, him... But since he has been given the ability to heal, why can't he relieve the pain by the way
He always felt that the pain he felt was more than the average person would feel when suffering the same injury, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. But with God's pissing nature, it's not impossible.
"Hoo!" The human-faced bird turned its head suddenly, and a pair of extremely shrewd red phoenix eyes met him immediately, and it was too late for Yan Mo to close his eyes.
The bird's nest is very large, and it is not a problem for a large enough human-faced bird to walk a few steps in its nest.
Seeing that the prey was alive, the man-faced bird stood up and took a step forward.
Yan Mo stared wide-eyed, watching the mouth with huge barbs approaching him a little bit.
arch.
… Ok? Yan Mo was dumbfounded, he seemed to have been kicked by a bird's beak
The human-faced bird tilted its head, not only did the blood of the prey this time be sweeter than all the previous prey to lure the bird, but this one didn't scream in fright when it saw it like those two-legged monsters before, or get up and scream at it. Kowtow, or directly want to attack it, the little Twolegs just lay there and stared blankly at it.
It bowed its head and arched the prey's head again with its mouth.
Yan Mo was actually terrified. Anyone who rubbed against his face for the first time with a hard, cold, black and golden beak would not feel anything other than terrified, would he
It's not that he doesn't want to attack, it's just that his arm hurts too much, and the injury is still affecting him, so it's hard for him to raise his hand.
As for why he didn't have the human face yelling and kicking the bird, because he knew that when facing any animal, especially birds, he must not show a strong attacking intention, even some actions that would misunderstand the other party. Of course, if you are far away before being caught, you can scare the opponent away with violent movements.
Although doing so may still not escape the fate of being eaten, at least it will not immediately cause the human-faced bird to fight back and become furious.
He didn't run away, because he was surrounded by the edge of the bird's nest, and it was difficult for him to shrink to the side, so he simply stopped moving.
Even when the bird's beak was pecking at his face, he was still thinking: at worst, I'll give it a few pecks, anyway, I won't die for a while, and when my hands regain strength, even if I don't know where the bird's acupuncture point is, I can also find a chance to kill you! As long as I'm still alive, let's just wait and see!
And now... He realized that he seemed to have made the right bet.
His quietness prevented the bird from attacking him, and the other party didn't seem to have the intention of pecking his flesh immediately.
Because the bird head with a human face rubbed against him again, this time not with its beak, but with the softer feathered side on the top of the head near the ears.
Then, the human-faced bird with golden feathers squatted down beside Yan Mo, clinging to his body.
Yan Mo, "..." So this means not planning to eat him for the time being
Ten minutes, twenty minutes... Yan Mo fell asleep.
It's too tiring to stare at the enemy all the time, and his prone position is not suitable for fighting, and the hay and feathers in this bird's nest are compared to the animal skins that were directly laid on the ground when he slept for a while. I don't know how much softer it is.
The body of the bird next to him was too warm, and the high walls of the bird's nest on all sides blocked the cold wind outside, and there was still a little afterglow of the sun that had been skewed on him...
With such excellent hardware conditions, coupled with his slightly blood-losing body, even though his stomach was growling with hunger, he still threw himself into the embrace of Sleep God without hesitation.
Shortly after Yan Mo fell asleep, the human-faced bird stood up, looked down at him, and saw the little two-legged monster lying there asleep, drooling, it raised its head, and let out a happy "grunt" "Voice.
The human-faced bird suddenly jumped slightly, spread its wings and slid out of the nest.
The red clouds in the sky are gradually fading away, and the black veil, which represents both danger and tranquility, gradually covers the entire sky.
The human-faced bird who had a full meal outside flew into the nest with a bunch of yellow fruits in its mouth before the night really fell. Seeing that the little Twolegs was still sleeping, he threw the fruits to the side of the nest, next to the little Twolegs The monster squatted down, his head shrunk, his bird's eyes closed, and he fell asleep.
Day and night alternated, the morning mist rose, and when the daylight gradually brightened, Yan Mo moved.
For a while, he didn't know where he was.
I slept well this time!
"Uh..." My neck hurts so much! Because he has kept the same prone sleeping position, not only does his neck hurt, but his shoulders and back are also full of soreness.
correct! Human-faced bird!
Yan Mo, who had moved halfway, froze.
Looking up, the big bird was not in the nest.
Very good! Chance!
Regardless of the pain in his body, Yan Mo quickly got up.
Although the nest wall of the bird's nest is relatively high, because it is a bowl-shaped structure, it is not impossible to climb it.
Yan Mo didn't even bother to look at the whole nest carefully, digging and scratching, trying to climb and climb, finally climbed to the highest edge of the nest, poking his head out...
The vast and endless grassland can't be seen at a glance, because the weather is bad today, and the mountains in the distance are shrouded in smoke.
The river below looks like a gray-blue dragon whose body is too long to see its head and tail, and its color is lighter. Because the sun is not out today, there is not much reflection on the water surface, and it looks like there is no flow from a distance.
There are groups of living animals in the grassland, like wild horses? But those wild horses were far and far away from him. If it wasn't for his enhanced eyesight, he wouldn't even be able to tell that the black mass a little bigger than a bean was a horse. The distance mentioned here is not the horizontal distance, but the vertical distance.
This height, by visual inspection, is no less than two thousand meters.
No wonder the man-faced bird dared to leave him alone in the nest without fearing that he would escape.
This bird's nest was actually built on the top of a high mountain... on a huge stone pillar that is almost as thick as the top and bottom!
And this huge stone pillar stands on the edge of the cliff. The south side of the stone pillar, which is the side he is looking at now, is perpendicular to the mountain below. Dumplings, but I don't know if he can survive after being broken like that.
From what he could see, he found that the outermost edge of the bowl-shaped bird's nest even went beyond the "Bird's Nest" underneath, which meant that even if he climbed out, there was no place to stay.
Unwilling to give up, Yan Mo moved slowly, switched to the opposite side and stretched out his head to look again.
He first looked at the vertical height between the bird's nest and the ground here.
... Heh, in fact, it is really easy to escape from this bird's nest, as long as you are not afraid of the height of more than 100 meters perpendicular to the nearest ground, just jump down, and you will be free.
Maybe he could tame the man-faced bird and let him fly him out
Yan Mo, who has jumped from disappointment to divine development about his desperate survival, pretended to be relaxed and hummed the last song of one of his favorite singers before he died, with a little mood of watching the scenery while in prison, looking up. Looking towards the distance on the side of the bird's nest.
About three minutes later, the human-faced bird who went out to hunt came back, and saw the young Twolegs with disheveled hair, blood and dirt on his face, holding tightly to the edge of the nest with both hands. , looking dully outside the bird's nest.