There is a mountain range in the northwest of Zhaojiagou, and the village is right at the bottom of the mountain.

The pass refers to the area halfway up the mountain, where the villagers have cultivated the soil for generations, like a ladder up layer by layer, until it reaches the deep mountains and old forests.

Zhao Fei and the others saw Grandma Zhao from afar, she was sitting on a big stone sticking out, her legs were hanging in the air, her back was rickety, and her eyes were looking at the sky.

"Grandma won't be unable to think about it, right?" Jing Wenting said worriedly.

The only relatives are gone, they are old, and they are alone, and seeking death seems to be an understandable choice.

Grandma Zhao was condescending, and she definitely saw Zhao Fei coming up, but there was no reaction.

Zhao Fei walked over slowly and said kindly: "Grandma, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" We brought you food, and found that you were not in the house, and searched the whole village. ”

Grandma Zhao tilted her head like that, looking at the sky motionlessly. The clouds are rolling, the wind and clouds are changing, her face is expressionless, and tears are falling like that.

Zhao Fei was afraid of touching her sensitive nerves, so he tiptoed over, sat down two steps away from her, glanced at the cliff under her feet, and was so frightened that his heart was beating.

"Ahem, Grandma, let's go back to eat first. Zhao Fei said softly, for fear that if the volume was a little louder, Grandma Zhao would jump down.

Grandma Zhao still ignored Zhao Fei, looked at the direction where Xueying disappeared, suddenly thought of something, her eyes gradually became angry, and she tugged on Zhao Fei's clothes excitedly: "Xiaoyu is not dead, he is definitely not dead, no one has seen him die, I want to find him!"

Zhao Xingwu was taken aback, for fear that Grandma Zhao would drag Zhao Fei to jump off the cliff together.

Zhao Fei also played the drum in his heart, both of them sat on the edge of the cliff, if Grandma Zhao couldn't think of it, and had to pull him as a backstop, then he really had no way to escape.

Fortunately, Grandma Zhao was not so extreme, but like grasping a life-saving straw, her face rejuvenated, and she kept muttering to find Xiaoyu, and stood up and left the edge of the cliff.

Zhao Fei exhaled a long sigh of fear, and followed Grandma Zhao and said, "Xueying doesn't know where to fly, where are you going to find Xiaoyu?" ”

Grandma Zhao didn't listen, and walked forward in the direction of her impression, jumping when she was on a hill and climbing when she encountered a slope.

Zhao Xingwu and Zhao Fei glanced at each other, very helpless, so they could only follow closely and continue to persuade.

They all knew in their hearts that Xiaoyu was dead.

The claw that the snow eagle pounced on, even the steel plate could be shattered, how hard could the bones of the heavenly spirit cover be?

"Zhao A......" As soon as Zhao Xingwu spoke, the afterglow swept to the sky, and the words behind him could not be spoken.

A black dot quickly grew larger, and the graceful figure of the snow eagle came into view.

Zhao Xingwu gasped, held down Grandma Zhao involuntarily, and shouted to Zhao Fei at the same time: "Get down and don't move!"

Zhao Fei was stunned for a moment, then his back was cold, and he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead without thinking about it.

After a while, the loud whistle of the snow eagle sounded.

Zhao Fei couldn't help but turn his head to look, the snow eagle retracted its wings, and fell into the direction of Zhaojiagou like a bolt of lightning, and then quickly rose in the wind, and there was a soft person hanging on the iron claws.

"Let go of me!" Grandma Zhao struggled frantically, looking at Xue Ying's eyes full of hatred, and shouted hysterically: "Come on, I'm not afraid of you, come and arrest me!"

Zhao Xingwu saw the snow eagle flying away with the prey, let go of Grandma Zhao, and said with some worry: "Chu Hao, can you see clearly? Who is that person?"

Zhao Fei's throat was dry, and he said worriedly: "Go home and take a look!"

The two of them set up Grandma Zhao, who was going to chase Snow Eagle, and quickly returned to Zhaojiagou.

As soon as I entered the village, I heard mournful cries.

Zhao Fei's hanging heart finally fell, and the cry was not Chu Xiaodao and Jing Wenting, which meant that it was not the two of them who were captured by Xueying.

"Didn't the Snow Eagle pass by? Why are you here again?"

"What if Snow Eagle comes every day?"

"Call the police, this monster is not something we can deal with!"

The village is a mess, everyone is afraid of falling prey to snow eagles, and they are not in the mood to comfort the family who are crying over the loss of their loved ones, and even think that they are a little noisy.

When Grandma Zhao saw that family, her eyes were full of pity and sadness, but her emotions eased a little, and she no longer clamored to find her grandson.

"Turtle son, where did you go?" Chu Xiaodao came out of the crowd and scolded in a rough voice: "You are not allowed to run around in the future!"

Zhao Fei was speechless: "I'm going to deliver food to my grandmother, how can I run around?"

Jing Wenting trotted over and hugged Zhao Xingwu: "I can't find you all this time, I'm worried about killing me!"

Zhao Xingwu stuck out his tongue and patted Jing Wenting on the shoulder: "Mom, I'm fine." ”

Jing Wenting wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and slowly let go of Zhao Xingwu: "You go home first, I'll pick some food." Before the snow eagle is hunted, it is not allowed to go out, and it is good to stay in the house. ”

Zhao Guohong is the village head, and finally stood up at this time.

"Folks, listen to me! Snow Eagle is a big bird demon, we definitely can't deal with it, we must spend money to hire demon hunters!"

"Brother Hong, where can we get that money? Let's report it to the security army!"

"There are demons everywhere, it's too late for the security army to maintain the safety of the city, when will it be our turn to Zhaojiagou?

Zhao Guohong persuaded bitterly: "I know that hiring a demon hunter is expensive, but it is not an astronomical amount to spread evenly among everyone. Well, let's vote by show of hands. Agree to raise money to hire a demon hunter, put your hands up!"

Zhao Guohong's gang must have listened to him, and immediately raised their hands to agree.

Chu Xiaodao frowned and said, "How much is it, you should at least say the number first." ”

Zhao Guohong looked at him, showed a grim smile, turned around and continued to say to the villagers: "Don't worry, it's only a few hundred yuan, and I'm the village head!"

Everyone can still afford this money, and more people are raising their hands one after another.

Chu Xiaodao was even more puzzled.

Zhao Guohong has such a good heart? Why do you pay for it yourself!

He felt very strange, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he could only follow the crowd and agree to hire a demon hunter.

"Alright, now that I've decided, I'll contact the Demon Hunter right away. Let's go home and wait for my good news!"

The people went home, and Zhao Guohong led a few people towards the entrance of the village.

"Birds are monsters, God help me!"

His eyelids jumped, and he said to the attendant behind him: "You two follow me into the city, and the others go to inform the brothers and wait for me to come back in the village." If it is done this time, Zhaojiagou will be our world in the future, and that dead cripple will only have a dead end!"

Chu Xiaodao looked at the backs of a few people who were far away, and always felt unsteady in his heart, so he hesitated for a moment to help Jing Wenting pick vegetables, and he was afraid that he would have to hide in the house for the next few days.