Chapter Twenty-Three: I Can Really Fly!

Before leaving, the little furball kicked the remaining half of the Flowing Cloud Rabbit off the cliff, and scolded to himself, Phew! You bald-tailed dead finch, I won't give you a piece of meat left. Then walk to the entrance of the cave and pray to the sky.

But at this moment, a strong wind blew down from the hole in the "patio", and at this time the little furball happened to be standing at the mouth of the hole wearing the newly made cowhide wings, so the "timely wind" pushed it forward. The little furball scolded secretly,! I'm not ready yet, I don't want to see God! Urging me to die quickly, right? I won't die, I won't die, I'll be angry with you.

It's also because I've had 2 falling experiences before.,The hairball wasn't as scared as expected.,In the blink of an eye, it fell a distance of one or twenty zhang.,The little hairball thought to himself whether it was dead or alive.,It's up to this time.,But what to do? I don't know! I don't know! Since I met that damn shapeshifter, it seems that all of this is on my own, but this flight, I can't do it at all, if I want to do this, I will fall twenty or thirty feet after I was stunned.

No, holding the body like this must be a death, or learn the appearance of the house sparrow, we can only come like this, thinking of this, the little furball barely stabilized its body in the air, stretched its limbs with all its might, and wanted to learn the appearance of the house finch to soar between the sky, but at this moment, a gust of wind blew, blowing all the cowhide outstretched, the little furball only heard a "bang", and then, it let out a miserable howl from its mouth "Ah!!! ”

The pain spread along all the limbs of his body, mixed with a bitter cold, and the little furball felt as if he was about to faint. You damn God, be honest with me, Mom! It hurts me to death, it's better to fall to death all at once. Mother, how did you help me bribe God, or did your kung fu in bed regress again, and God was not satisfied, so he came to clean me up. Looks like I'm going to have to rely on myself with the little furball!

The wind was blowing through his face, and the little furball barely opened his eyes and was about to look around, but at a distance of fifty or sixty feet in front of his eyes, something black appeared, Mom! No, my God, you're making fun of me, right, it turns out that it saw that it was flying back by the wind, and it was about to hit the mountain wall head-on.

It subconsciously imitated the appearance of the house sparrow, the right arm desperately down, the left arm desperately upward, trying to make a turn in the air, fortunately, this time God did not plan to make fun of it again, it narrowly brushed shoulders with the mountain wall.

Just as the little furball was desperately trying to control his body and wanted to continue to fly level, a strong wind blew from behind, and it was estimated that the wind blew onto the mountain wall and bounced back. The gale was blowing it far away from the originally conceived landing site - the platform below. It looked down and estimated that it was still less than a hundred feet away from the ground of the platform, but since it missed the landing point, it would have just flown to find the python valley. But it looked out of the platform, and the dark sky looked bottomless, and it didn't know how far it was from the ground.

When he was thinking about what to do next in the heart of the little furball, he only heard a "stab" sound on the top of his head, and looked for the sound, only to see a big hole in the knot in the upper right corner of the cowhide, Mom! No way! Fly back, fly back, I don't go to the Python Valley, it began to fly back desperately, and the crack in the cowhide seemed to have a tendency to expand. If this cracks completely in the air, he will be torn into a meatloaf, the little furball thought.

Due to the loss of control when turning, it is difficult to maintain the balance of its body, which accelerates the speed at which it falls towards the platform behind it. The little furball panicked all of a sudden, and was in a hurry, as if he was trying to grasp something to stop his fall. However, it didn't want to think about what it could grasp in the air except the invisible air. No, even the air rushed through its claws, leaving only the cold temperature, like the mood of the little furball now. This time it was the lightest and lifelong disability, and he couldn't take care of himself.

It's just that the roof leak happened to rain overnight, and in its hysterical screams, the cowhide on its back seemed to be unable to withstand its sound of Cuigula, and it was divided into two.

Hearing the huge "stabbing la" sound, the little hairball seemed to be forced into a steamed bun in his mouth, and the screaming stopped abruptly. The brain was blank, the little furball maintained the posture of the previous dog, and the blank eyes stared at the dark cliff in front of him, which was actually changing every minute and every second, and fell down at an accelerated pace.

The state of dementia seems to be only for a moment, and it seems that thousands of years have passed, until with a huge "bang" and the crushing pain around the body, the ground quickly enlarged in front of its eyes, and it seemed that its face was about to stick to the ground, its body was pulled back in an instant, staying in the air less than 3 zhang from the ground, at this time the little furball found that his cowhide was hung by the big tree on the platform, hum! Otherwise, I will definitely be hopeless this time, and I will definitely explain here.

All right! All right! Finally come back to life this time. Hi! It seems that God is afraid that I will die too happily once, and I want to change the law to toss me, forget it, no matter what, I finally came back to life, but how am I going to go down? And this branch won't fail to bear fruit, right? As soon as I thought of this, I heard a "bang" sound again from the top of my head, and it followed. Mom screamed, thinking that my wish had come true! The little furball slapped face down straight down.

Time passed little by little, and the soul slowly returned to its place. Waiting for the little furball to come to his senses, he sat up and looked down to see that a large fox-shaped pit seemed to have been smashed into the soft ground.

The little furball shook its little head and sat in the fox-shaped pit, at this time it only felt that the world was spinning, and the ears were always surrounded by a "buzzing" sound, followed by a burst of nausea, Ao! Profound! Wow, all of a sudden, it spit out a big mouthful, take a closer look, it is thin and dry, a white piece, it smells disgusting, sits up and sways away a little distance, and then Balabala's own little ear, with a small paw to pull the soil out of the ear, and then with the paw to block the ear and press for a long time, the buzzing sound gradually subsided.

It just stood beside the fox-shaped pit and exhaled a long breath of air, it looked like it was still a small furball, I was blessed with a great life, and it was not dead. looked at the sky and whispered to himself, Brother Jiaque, goodbye. No! We'd better never see each other again.

The little furball finds himself in the middle of a grove above the platform, and dawn is approaching. It looked into the distance, and it had never noticed that the woods were so intimate before dawn. In this misty forest, like the breath of my mother enveloped me, it turned out that my mother did not lie to me, the forest is my home!

After sighing with emotion, the little furball came to a tree and picked up the only half piece of cowhide, thinking that although this thing was useless, the dead quail, who couldn't see me in the morning, would definitely look for it. When the time comes, it's not good to see this cowhide below! In order for it not to know how I disappeared from this fox fairy, or....so the little furball took away half of the cowhide next to him and on the tree, rolled it up and hid it in a hidden place under the tree.

Little Furball found the half of the Flowing Cloud Rabbit that he kicked down from the top of the cliff from among the trees, and it seemed that God was not so unkind, and he also prepared rations for himself who was reborn after the disaster. Hehe, it's still meat.

It's just that the sequelae of this high-altitude fall are not only pain, but also dizziness. At this time, although the little furball had been frightened and physically exhausted all night, he did not feel hungry at all, and even felt a little nauseous. Holding back and not spitting it out again, the little furball hung the rabbit on the fork of the tree, and the top priority was to find some water to drink first. When I find the second brother of the snake, it is not too late to come back and get this cloud rabbit.

After all this, the little furball jumped down the mountain road and ran to a big tree halfway up the mountain to rest for more than an hour. It looked at the rising sun and thanked the heavens, the earth, and the sun shining on the earth.

Relaxed, the little furball felt a little sleepy, but now is not a good time to sleep. It swallowed its sleepiness and yawned. When he looked up, he saw that there was still fruit on the tree, and he was about to pick it with his paws, but when he looked down, he saw a small stream flowing by the side of the mountain road.

No, I'm a "civilized fox" who came out of the city, and I got up early in the morning, so I should wash my face and rinse my mouth first! Besides, when I fell down yesterday, my mouth hit the ground, and I ate a lot of soil, and when I thought of this, I jumped to the stream and washed my face with my little paws, and took a big mouthful of water, and spit it out, so that I felt that my mouth was very refreshing. Then he plucked the fruit from the tree and washed it again. My mother said that eating unclean things will make you have stomach trouble, and if you are out of the house, you have to pay more attention.

After eating the fruit, it went down the stream to a high slope. Looking into the distance, surrounded by mountains, a pool of lake water, there is no end at a glance, there is a black boulder on the edge of the lake, like a python entrenched in the lower body, is raising the head of the snake to look into the distance. The surrounding mountain peaks are towering into the clouds, there is a rumbling sound of water in the ears, look at the past along the sound of the water, it is a huge waterfall, from the halfway up the mountainside cave mouth to fly down, in the morning light under the reflection of the waterfall mouth formed a rainbow bridge, what a beautiful landscape! It's like a fairyland. It's so beautiful.

Just as it was enjoying the beautiful scenery, there was another eagle chirping in the air, Mom! You're a dead bird, it's not endless. The little furball hurriedly ran towards the woods behind him, and saw that there was a dirt bag next to the big tree in front of him, and his feet were slipping just before he ran to the dirt bag, Mom! After a bang, the little furball flipped over and fell.

It took a while for the car to whirl around before the little furball fell to the ground with a thud. This really knocked the little furball into the clouds, only to feel the white light in front of me, Venus flashing wildly, didn't I was thrown to death, shouldn't it, I didn't die last night, I didn't die last night, I died after a few turns, no. It closed its eyes and shook its little head for a long time, and then opened its eyes again, and then saw the surrounding scene clearly. The long passage slowly descends and is embedded with stones that glow white.

At this moment it heard a rattling sound, and a, no, two small snakes with rings on their bodies slowly climbed up from the passage, and they would stop and look around every few steps, and the little snakes behind them could not stop trembling.

When the two of them saw the little hairball in front of them, they began to spit snake letters, silk! Silk! I'm poisonous, you! You! Don't come here! Who are you! You can go! Silk! Silk! Otherwise! Otherwise! At this time, the little snake in the back said that it was still clinging to the little snake in front, and the small snake head poked out from behind it and said, otherwise we are welcome! Then he hurriedly hid behind the body of the snake in front of him, and did not dare to poke his head out again. The snake in front said, silk! Silk! Small, small, little sister, don't be afraid, it's one of us, it can't beat us. Get out of here! No! No! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's go!