When I thought of this, I wanted to run to the uncle's house in the front yard to see if the big had been picked up by them, if not, it means that there must be something wrong with the big .

As I thought about it, I grabbed the scythe in one hand and jumped out of the dragon gate and walked towards my uncle's house. This uncle is the eldest son of this big. Before I could reach the dragon gate of their house, I saw through the wall that the dragon gate of their house, the door of the hall inside, and even the door of the east house were all tightly locked, and there was no one in the house, let alone the big.

What's wrong with me, what are you encountering......

I was outside the courtyard wall of this uncle's house, and when I saw that he didn't even have any flowers at home, I didn't go to the dragon gate again. At this time, I suddenly remembered that not long ago, Aunt Ma Ji sent a message, didn't she say that the eldest grandmother was seriously ill and wanted to go to the city to see a doctor, it is estimated that the uncle's family will follow into the city.

I just realized it, but it didn't take me long for a while to realize that I was entangled in something, this big were obviously not at home, but a big with long hands came to grab me.

I looked up at the sun in the sky, and it was so hot that it stabbed my eyes. I was very suspicious of what I thought I was entangled in, because in broad daylight, how could there be some kind of ghost thing that ran out alone and made trouble for me, a little brat.

I went home, and strangely enough, along the way, I didn't meet anyone from other families, as if everyone in the Zhuangzi had gone out, and I was the only one hanging outside the door.

But even though people were working in the fields, I didn't see any sheep, cows, and pigs at home. I don't see the cows pouring foam under the trees, the sheep in the corners of the walls, and the pigs beating mud in the puddles, but now I don't see them, and I don't know where these guys have gone.

Whether it was too hot or not, they all hid in the shade of the yard to cool off, and I didn't think much about it, and after a while ran outside the courtyard wall of my house.

Through the courtyard wall, I saw a group of neem starlings chirping from the top of the yard, and after a moment of suffrage, they stepped on the neem tree and began to cry and grab the yellow semi-dried neem seeds to eat.

I suddenly felt bored to see these black birds, so I wanted to go out and see where there was something interesting, even if it was to watch ants on the trees, it was better than watching the neem starlings that pooped.

I didn't go into my yard, I ran directly through the dragon gate of my house, crossed the row of thorn trees, and ran down the road to the south.

I ran to the tall flat food tree outside the old Hai's courtyard, and while holding on to the somewhat warm flat food tree to gasp, I looked around, people seemed to be stinging, maybe it was too hot, and they all went back to the house to rest.

I didn't care so much, looking east, in the scorching sun, the endless crops, all a little wilted. There was not even a figure on the small road in the middle of the crops, there was no wind, and there was silence everywhere.

The flat-eating tree of the old Hai family is quite tall, and it is estimated that it has been many years, because I saw that there are many curved flat-eating tree roots protruding from the moats on the side, and these roots are exposed, and there are clusters of young shoots growing on them.

I looked up at the tree, and among the dense branches and leaves, the strings of small yellow and green flat foods were hanging down, and some were still shaking slightly. Under the tree, the shade was good, and I just stood there, and after a while, I didn't feel too hot.

I have always felt that these bunches of fruits growing on this tree, that is, what I call small flat food, should not have any birds like to eat, because once I picked up a small flat food that was about to dry under this tree, and wanted to taste something, but as soon as I filled it into my mouth, I took a bite, and the bitterness and numbness filled my mouth at once, and I quickly vomited, spit it out for a long time, and my tongue stuck out to lick my lips, or that bitter and numb feeling.

Later, every time I saw this flat food, I would only pick it up and play with it as a wind chime in my hand, and I never had the courage to taste it again.

I was looking at the beautiful bunches of small flat food, and I could only hear the fluttering sound in the depths of the branches and leaves, as if a bird was flapping its wings violently. But the branches and leaves on it are very dense, and I want to see what is causing hysteria, and what to do with my wings, and I don't know what if I stand under this tree, and what if I fall and hit a child.

While I was still pretending to reproach, I saw a thin, insignificant bird feather floating slowly down from the branch. The feather was gray on the edge and white on the inside, like a tiny parachute, swaying down in front of me.

I saw that this feather was falling in the sun, it was very beautiful, so I stretched out my palm and let it float slowly in my palm, I received this feather, and looked closer, but I couldn't see what kind of bird's feather it was.

I looked left and right, and I kept looking, and there was a stunned sound from the tree, could it be that this guy didn't sleep well on the tree, and was always fluttering something. I was shocked, as if you had wings.

If you suddenly flutter your wings again, I will go up and catch you and kill you, believe it or not. I'm also a person with character, don't underestimate my young age, if I start a rush, even I'm afraid, hum.

However, as soon as I retracted my mind to look at the beautiful feather, there was a more violent sound of flapping my wings among the branches and leaves above my head, and the sound, this time, seemed to be as if the wings had slapped directly on the trunk of the tree.

I'm so angry, really, didn't I warn you, if you are stunned and scary again, I will go up and kill you. It seems that he really doesn't take me seriously as a child.

I looked around, and when no one was moving, I tiptoed my toes and jumped up and down to the branches of the leafy flat-eating tree. I followed the increasingly intense sound to find it, and it took me a long time to find the source of the sound.

Originally, I thought that I had found it and reached over and pinched my neck and killed it, but when I saw this big bird that was stunned and fanned non-stop, I was dumbfounded.

It was indeed a big bird, and it was gray and gray, and it looked like the feathers that had just fallen were from it. But I couldn't see where its head was, and I just flapped its wings with all my might, but you tried so hard that you didn't fly away.

I looked closely, but what I didn't expect was that above the bird, there was a red snake as thick as a rolling pin, wrapped its body around the branch on the side, and was swallowing the bird's head in its mouth, and it was still swallowing little by little.