In a few moments, the one-eyed shrike also fell into a deep sleep.

In fact, Shisu didn't sleep at all at this time, and he deliberately snored just now to confuse the enemy.

When it heard the enemy's vicious plan, it almost fainted.

I didn't expect there to be such a vicious bird in this world.

All it was thinking about now was how to escape from the clutches, and it would be better to escape while they were asleep.

Maybe after tonight there won't be such a good opportunity.

Since flying here from the cabaret this afternoon, it was carried by two sparrowhawks.

So it didn't take any effort at all, it just struggled a little harder.

In addition, after nearly two months of hard training, his physical strength and kung fu have improved greatly, and now he is not sleepy at all.

The only trouble was that it had its feet and wings tied, and it had a few important feathers plucked.

At this critical moment of life, it can't do so much.

First, it turned its head and carefully bit the straw rope that bound its wings with its sharp beak, which took it about a quarter of an hour.

Then he lowered his head and silently untied the straw rope tied to his legs, but the rope was tied so tightly that it was too dark, and it took him nearly half an hour to finally untie it.

Now, I'm finally free.

Shisu finally glanced back at the three hateful and stupid kidnappers who were sleeping soundly, and then quietly walked to the canopy of the tree, and fell directly to the ground, until it was very close to the ground, about a meter or two, before spreading its wings and flying.

The reason why it does this is also a last resort, because only in this way can the sound of the bird's flapping wings be minimized, so as to avoid waking the enemy as much as possible.

However, because he was plucked a few feathers that are very important for the bird's flight, it almost fell to the ground and died.

In the end, though, it just slammed its left foot on the ground and barely flew up.

Although Shiso is now flying very hard, neither high nor far, and because it is dark at night, it is difficult to see clearly, and it stumbles and flies crookedly.

But it still flew after all, and it did it with all its might.

It's a flight out of the cage, and it's a flight away from death.

The trees here range from a dozen meters tall to a few tens of meters high.

Shiso can only fly seven or eight meters high at most, but in order to save physical strength and leave the Grim Reaper as soon as possible, it only flies three or four meters high.

In this way, it can only fly along canyons and roads, not on the tops of trees, let alone on the tops of mountains.

In this way, it must have slower to escape, only a little faster than a donkey, and it must turn with the canyon and the road, and at the fork in the road, it must consider whether to turn left or right.

However, it also thinks about the problem of turning, if you turn left the first time, you must turn right the second time, and alternately.

If you keep turning left or right, you may turn back, and you will be in vain.

In this way, Shiso flew desperately forward all night, and every time he flew two or three hundred meters, he would stop to catch his breath and fly again.

By daybreak, it was estimated that it would have flown at least one or two hundred miles.

Now it's finally time to rest.

It found a dense forest, burrowed into a large tree with lush branches more than 30 meters high, and rested and slept on a branch about 20 meters above the ground.

After all, it flew almost all night and was too tired.

After dawn, the three kidnappers woke up one after another to find that Shiso was gone.

Suddenly, they were dumbfounded, staring at each other, complaining and blaming each other.

Naturally, the most suspicious one is the yellow-billed sparrowhawk that has nothing to do with perilla.

Both the one-eyed shrike and the red-billed spotted sparrowhawk suspected that the creature might have benefited greatly from the perilla, and let the shiso go.

After all, Shiso, with a famous song and dance troupe and thousands of sparrows, was capable of giving any benefit to this very money-hungry innkeeper.

The more I think about it, the more I feel, and in fact it may be so.

It seems that the innkeeper Yellow-billed Sparrowhawk is the "black hand" who let Shiso go, almost without a doubt.

It's really mouthy and can't tell it, it's like a lump of yellow mud falling into the crotch of his pants, it's not but is.

As a result, Shisu escaped for his life this time, not only freeing himself from the fate of death, but also causing a rift within the enemy that was difficult to heal.

What a win-win!

Shisu hadn't run forward desperately for a few days, and it knew that it would be impossible for the enemy to find it for a while.

In fact, the enemy bird gave up the hunt for him that day, after all, it didn't have any attractive huge treasures, and there was no blood feud.

As a result, they are reluctant to spend a lot of energy mobilizing thousands of birds to search for perilla like a needle in a haystack.

There is only "no end to it".

Over time, the three guys forgot about it.

However, this incident almost completely changed Shiso's sparrow career.

In the past few days, for the sake of safety, Shiso still sleeps during the day and comes out at night.

That night, Shiso traveled a long way, no, it should be said that it flew a long way.

It came to a bend in a canyon, and suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in its ears, and the farther it fought, the louder it became.

In a moment, it turned around the corner and could not help but give a loud shout.

I saw a large waterfall on the cliff on the right like a jade dragon hanging in the air, rolling down and pouring into a large lake that was unusually clear.

The waterfall continues to pour in, but the lake is not overflowing, and there is another place to drain water.

The lake water at the waterfall injection is tumbling, only more than ten zhang away from the waterfall, and the lake water is as flat as a mirror.