Wang He also knew that mutant animals could still reproduce, and the liquid in the bird's eggs flowed all over the ground, looking at these eggs, he was very curious about whether the offspring of the corpse bird were normal birds or mutated corpse birds.

Twisted a little egg liquid with his hand, rubbed his fingers, it was as sticky as the eggs he usually eats, and there was no smell when he smelled it, but the scattered egg yolk was a little fishy, and after thinking about it, he still found a plastic bottle and put the remaining egg liquid in the egg shell.

As for the intact egg, he put it in his bag.

The companion was still unconscious, no matter how much Wang He called, he would not be awake, this place was too dangerous for them to lie here all the time, and they had to leave quickly.

It was impossible for the four of them to be carried away at once, and he didn't worry about which one he left alone, so after thinking for a while, Wang He cut down a few thick branches, tied them into a tic-tac-toe shape with ropes, and made a simple sled.

Then cut off the wide wings of the fallen harrier eagle corpse, tied them to the sleigh, and then put Wu Ting and the four of them on the harrier eagle's wings, fixed them with ropes, and dragged the four of them out of the woods slowly.

The motorcycle was still parked in place, Wang He used a rope to connect the sled with the motorcycle, and rode the motorcycle to choose a relatively smooth road, and drove as smoothly as possible to the place where the car stopped.

It hasn't gone far yet. The sleigh suddenly overturned, Wang He hurriedly got off the motorcycle and went to turn the sleigh over, it turned out that the four people on the sled had already woken up and were writhing desperately struggling.

Wang He was overjoyed and was about to untie the rope. But he found that the four people looked very strange, as if they didn't know him, and they didn't speak, but just roared like beasts, and their eyes were full of anger and hatred as they looked at Wang He.

"What's wrong with you? It's me......" Wang He was very puzzled, and gently touched Wu Ting's face with his hand, but was almost bitten by her.

Just as he was trying to find a way to bring his companion back to his senses, a huge shadow hung over his head, and he was about to look up when he suddenly heard someone talking to him.

"Gah! Hello there! Ga! Ga! ”

Wang He looked around, there was no one at all, but suddenly there was a whirring sound of fanning, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a colorful big bird, and before he could see it clearly, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him.

The jujube red dining room, the soft light, the father took a sip of wine while eating the vegetables, and watched Xiao Wanghu eat his favorite roast duck with a doting face, and Aunt Hao wrapped a roll of duck meat for him, and said with a smile:

"Eat slowly! Eat slowly! That's a lot, and no one is robbing you! ”

"Grandma Hao, I know how to do it myself, I grew up, and my father said that the eldest children have to do everything by themselves."

Xiao Wang Hu stuffed a mouthful of duck meat, said vaguely, stuffed the remaining roast duck in his hand into his mouth, picked up a spring cake, clumsily wrapped a roll of roast duck, handed it to his grandfather with both hands, and wrapped another one and handed it to Aunt Hao.

"Grandpa! Grandma Hao! You eat it too, it's delicious! ”

The two old people were very happy, and sighed again and again that Xiao Wang Hu was filial, and the roast duck in his hand tasted more sweet and delicious, and the whole picture looked very beautiful, and the family was happy and happy.

Wang He stood up with a "huff", looked at his family incredulously, and shouted: "How can this be ......?"

The whole family looked at Wang He at a loss, Wang Jianfeng smashed his chopsticks and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? I was shocked, I didn't look like I was eating, what kind of system did it become? ”

"Xiaohe, what's wrong with you?" Aunt Hao also asked with concern: "Is it a cold because the wind is blowing on the bicycle?" ”

"Dad, I've wrapped it up for you, don't be angry!"

The child's innocent words made Wang He a little confused for a while, could the previous experience be an illusion? But everything is so real, which side is the reality, it seems that I am really too tired.

"Maybe too tired...... I'm going to lie down. Gently rubbing the child's head, Wang He walked towards the bedroom, suddenly his heart throbbed, a very bad premonition surrounded his heart, he jumped sideways, and his hand habitually reached for the handle of the knife behind his back.

The horizontal knife was in his hand, but Wang He was stunned, obviously feeling that he was holding the knife in his hand, and the heavy feeling would definitely not be wrong, but there was nothing in his hand in front of him, and when he was stunned, that premonition appeared again.

Raising his hand, a huge force knocked him all away, and after a while, Wang He half-squatted in the snow with a knife, and the scene in front of him returned to reality, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and glared angrily at the big bird who had seriously injured him.

"Good morning! Hello! ......" The corpse bird in front of him, which was about two meters tall and full of bells and whistles, suddenly spat out people's mouths, and the huge beak of the bird pecked at Wang He suddenly.

Slipped sideways, the horizontal knife "bell" slashed at the edge of the bird's beak, the blade was tightly embedded in the beak, so close to the distance, Wang He recognized that this was a mutated giant parrot, no wonder he said "Hello!" "It seems that the original owner didn't teach anything either.

The knife was stuck in it and couldn't be pulled out, the parrot flew into the sky with a wing, Wang He held the knife and didn't let go, turned over and jumped on the top of the parrot's head, kicked hard, and pulled out the knife.

"Gah! Ga! Hello! Hello! Good morning...... "The parrot was in pain, screamed again and again, shook its head violently, Wang He was thrown into the sky, and the huge wings aimed at Wang He is a fan.

Wang He was startled, thinking of the harrier eagle's feather flying knife, there was nowhere to borrow strength in mid-air, and there was no way to dodge, so it had to be pierced into a sieve.

He closed his eyes, held his head in both hands, and never thought that after this fan, nothing flew out, Wang He opened his eyes, he was unscathed, and his body was about to fall to the ground, suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and the person fell heavily on the side of the road.

He was lying on the hot asphalt pavement at this time, and the pain in his right leg reminded Wang He that a car accident had just happened.

With a burst of shouting and shouting, there were many people around, he took off his helmet, looked at the gossiping Moyou, and felt like he was suddenly separated from the world.

The surrounding scene seemed very familiar, and after a short period of confusion, Wang He remembered something, and quickly looked around, the shocking friction marks on the ground, the deformed mountain road guardrail, and several familiar faces.

He still clearly remembers that this was an accident caused by the slippage of the rear wheel because of the excessive speed of running the mountain, because of the speed being too fast, pressing on a piece of sand and stones, and the rear wheel skid, the beloved Harley Fat Boy flew off the cliff, and Wang He also lay at home for a year.

He knew very well that this was another ghost made by the mutant parrot, and the two hallucinations made Wang He angry, but the hateful was hateful in using his family for the first time, and the second time he saw the scene of his friend's death again.

", how did you do that? Are people alright? What about cars? It can't be a fall, right? A rider took off his helmet, put it aside, looked at Wang He's injuries, and said, "Wait, I'll call for help." ”

After saying that, he stood up and crossed the road and went to the motorcycle to get his mobile phone.

"Da Liu, don't go to ......" Wang He hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, but it was too late, the scene was repeated, a heavy truck that stepped on the brakes sharply, crashed straight into Da Liu, and the person flew more than 20 meters away before rolling to the ground.

This scene was exactly the same as in his memory, it stung Wang He deeply, he gritted his teeth and stood up, drew his short horizontal knife, and slashed at the truck fiercely.

The picture in front of him shattered with the slash he slashed, reality and illusion reorganized and dissipated in front of him, Wang He didn't care about slashing and chopping, he hated this parrot so much.

He smashed his father, the crying child, and the concerned friend who reached out to him for help, and finally the blade stopped in front of Wu Ting, who was smiling like a flower.

Looking at the pale face that had been injured to save him, Wang He's mind suddenly became clear, and the surrounding scenery returned to the snow.

The parrot seemed to be frightened, and stood at a distance to watch him, and when Wang He saw it, he immediately became angry in his heart, and took off his bow and took it as an arrow.

In the face of the arrow, the parrot did not choose to resist, raised its wings to pull the arrow away, and flew into the sky with its claws.

The parrot also didn't expect Wang He's rate of fire to be so fast, so he hurriedly dodged, but he still hit several arrows in a row, and its defense was obviously not as good as that of the harrier eagle.

"Gah! Ga! The parrot was furious, a dive, two claws straight to Wang He, Wang He waited for it close, put away the bow, raised the knife and led up, who knew that the other party was just a false move, and the wings aimed at Wang He was a fan.

Wang He, who had suffered losses twice, hurriedly stopped his steps, rolled out sideways, and almost hit another move, and his heart was also depressed.

This parrot is large, it is difficult to kill the arrow on the body, and there is that weird illusion attack in close combat, I don't understand why he will fall into hallucination when he opens his wings.

This kind of attack must be at close range, and the time limit is not long, but after being attacked many times, it may be controlled by the illusion for a long time, just like Wu Ting and the four of them, they have not recovered so far.

This kind of attack should have nothing to do with vision, he was hit like he covered his head and closed his eyes, there was no strange sound, and it was colorless and tasteless, just a gust of wind could make people hit.

Could it be a legendary psychic attack?

Wang He forced himself to calm down from his anger, still analyzing the enemy's killing moves, the parrot did not wait for him, flew into the sky again, and then swooped down, taking advantage of the speed of the dive, flapping its wings again above his head.

Wang He didn't dare to raise his knife to make a hard connection, and dodged away again, and the parrot also dipped away, repeating the tactic of diving and attacking.

Over and over again, Wang He was so annoyed that he couldn't fight back with his bow several times without much effect, so he could only be tired of running for his life, and finally, after a wing fan, Wang He heard a subtle, almost negligible "rustle" sound.

It was like someone sprinkling salt on the snow, and the faint sound made him pay attention to it, and he took off his equipment, backpack and jacket while dodging, revealing the black warm clothes inside.

When dodging the parrot's attack again, Wang He deliberately slowed down a little, letting the wind from his wings stay on his clothes for a while, and almost fell into a hallucination again.

Panting and squatting on the snow, while guarding the parrot, he looked at his body, and the black warm clothes were stained with some white powder, which was unusually conspicuous.

Wang He twisted a little powder with his fingers, smooth and no touch, carefully looked like tiny scales, his fingers were lightly twisted, it became crumbs, he tried to smell the smell, but sucked the powder into his nose, and suddenly a feeling of dizziness came up.

"Looks like that's all you have to do, Feather Fans!"