As soon as I saw that there was nothing unusual about the stinky tree, I took a casual look, and then looked outside the hall, but I didn't expect that I didn't look close, and I saw that there was a big crack in the gable at the back corner of the east corner of the hall, and I don't know what was going on, and the crack was clearly just formed, because I saw that the crack was still stretching diagonally upward, and it was about to extend to the ridge of the roof when I stood there for a while.

I was shocked, what the hell is going on, how could such a big crack suddenly appear in this house. I was afraid that if the house could not bear to collapse and crush me to the ground, I quickly jumped up, and at once jumped to the courtyard wall outside, and then quickly jumped down again.

I watched the crack extend to the ridge of the hall in one breath, and I thought it would open up even more, but I stood outside and watched it for a long time, and there was no movement.

As soon as I looked away from the crooked crack, I heard a long series of squeaks coming from the crack like a tide, and I was afraid that it was not the rats in the room that were going to arch out, so I hurriedly looked at the crack again.

I saw something red coming out, and then I saw something red as thin as a piece of paper sticking out, and then I saw a little red thing come out.

When I saw it, I was taken aback, what kind of rat is this, out of this crack, a lot of crimson bats came out. These guys are no different from the bats I usually see, but this color is a little too weird, how can there be such blood-red bats.

I didn't know what was going on, but I saw these blood-red bats that came out of it, spreading their wings one by one, and flying up at a very fast speed, like shooting an arrow, towards the branches and leaves on the top of the stinky tree.

In fact, on the top of this stinky tree, the branches and leaves are very lush, yellow-green in color, gently swaying in the sun. But these blood-red bats didn't go anywhere, so they stuck to the stinky tree alone.

I thought it was the gable that suddenly cracked, and the bats flew to the top of the tree in a panic, but it turned out that the blood-red bats that flew to the top of the tree did not fly straight through, but turned their heads down, stretched out the barbs in their wings, and hung upside down on the top of the tree, like golden hooks hanging upside down.

When I saw it, I was amazed that there were blood-red bats gushing out of the cracks in the wall, and they all came out and plunged to the top of the stinky tree, and then hung upside down very consciously.

I looked amused, and I didn't know how to be afraid, and after a while, the top of the yellow-green stinky tree was crowded with these blood-red bats, and as the wind came, those bats swayed there gently, looking extremely free.

I don't know how many such blood-red bats there are in this hall, I saw that the top of this yellow-green stinky tree, not long after, was crowded with this blood-red bat, looking up from the ground, I only felt that such a crown was quite spectacular, the color of blood red, and gently swaying, God, I never dreamed of seeing such a spectacle.

For a moment I felt that there was a smell coming with the wind, probably from the blood-red bats, quite a bit of sugar, so I sniffed and stayed away from the shade of the blood-red bats. I'm just afraid that if they reflect on themselves, they'll rush at me.

Behind Sister Daling's house, there are four tall elm trees, and the four elm trees are square and look like they are regular. A little west of this elm tree, there is a weeping willow with a crooked neck, and the willow tree, I can go up to the branch without holding it.

A little below the weeping willow tree, there was a very thick well, the mouth of which jutted out from the ground, without a cover, and when the head sticked out, you could see very deep, and the water of the well was shaking gently. I always thought that this shaking of the well water was normal.

I was afraid that the blood-red bats would fly down and bite me, so I slowly retreated to the four big elm trees, and under the cover of the thick trunks of the elms, I stuck my head out to look at the blood-red bats.

Under normal circumstances, don't say that the sun is so big in the daytime, even if it is cloudy and there is no sun, this bat will not come out and fly in the sky. I guess it's because the gable of the house is cracked, which scares the blood-red bats hiding in the house, and they come out to hide.

Just as I was wondering if they would ever fly back into the house again, I heard a long series of high-pitched eagles chirping, and I quickly looked up, but I looked far away, and I didn't see any eagles circling in the sky above me.

As soon as the cry stopped, I saw a commotion in the canopy of the stinky tree, and the blood-red bats, like the pimples of the lower cold, fell to the ground with a flutter, and before they could reach the ground, I saw these blood-red bats flying out quickly.

I saw the bats, united into a blood-red cloud, flying diagonally into the sky, and in a few moments, disappearing into the distant sky......

When I saw the blood-red bats gone, I felt as if I had been in a dream, and sat down on the ground along the trunk of the elm tree, closed my eyes, and let out a few long breaths.

Ever since I got into my wrist with the ball of flesh made of that long turquoise worm, I could see what was moving around me even with my eyes closed. So, as soon as I took a few breaths, I sank to the trunk of the elm tree above my head, and something seemed to be approaching me little by little, with a rhythmic rattling sound.

I thought about it, as long as it wasn't that hideous-looking blood-red bat, and other things I was familiar with, I was really not afraid, it didn't matter. I didn't open my eyes, and when I looked up a little, I saw an old buffalo crawling slowly down from the elm tree.

The old buffalo is a common saying we have here, but in fact it is a heavenly cow. There are two kinds of longhorn beetles, that is, old buffaloes, one is black with white spots on the body, this kind of individual is relatively small, and generally grows on poplar trees. The other is yellow-brown, which is thicker, and the two front teeth can casually bite off the chopstick-thick firewood stick.

And now, from this elm tree, croaking and croaking, and crawling down, is an old buffalo covered in green. This old buffalo was very stout, and its body, wrapped in a layer of hard and thick armor, walked down majestically.

However, this old buffalo not only has a green shell, but also its individual size is much larger than that of ordinary old buffaloes. I took a cursory look, this guy's body length is about to be as long as a chopstick!