My kite will give birth

The kite stood up straight, he moved the tip of his tail, and ran towards the gate with a rattling sound.He knocked on the door and smiled immediately: "Aunt Li, why are you here? What's the matter?"

"Xuan Yan, have you seen my little Yu? Is she with you?" The woman outside the door was inexplicably anxious, staring at the kite nervously.

"Hey, didn't Xiaoyu go home? I sent her to the intersection just now." Kite blinked her eyes in surprise.

What's the matter, Xiaoyu didn't come home?

Where did she go?

Was she sheltering from the rain or was she in some other danger?

The kite was talking to the woman, while the young man's gaze fell on the woman's hands.The woman's hands are very strange, with a humanoid arm on one side and low-hanging wings on the other.The shape of the wings looks very unnatural, and it is incompatible with the woman's breath.

It seems that the transformation failed, and it seems not, there is a subtle sense of disobedience.

At this moment, a few bird calls suddenly came from outside. The bird calls were very strange like people crying.

The woman's face turned pale in an instant, she could hardly stand still, and she fell down: "Xiaoyu, my child, my child..."

The kite hurriedly helped the woman up.

Oops, it's a bird, a damned bird!

"Aunt Li, don't worry, it's definitely not Xiaoyu."

"I will drive away the mourning bird now."

"Don't worry, I'll drive them away right away!"

Kite glanced at the heavy rain that hadn't stopped, and he bit the bullet and rushed out.Before he ran very far, he unexpectedly found that he couldn't run anymore, and his kite string was still wrapped around the young man's wrist.

The kite stared at the young man, his eyes were so bright they could almost glow.

"Tiger, tiger, hurry up, hurry up, let's chase the birds!"

Tiger Youth: "..."

Don't call the tiger tiger, he has a name, but his name has not been told to the kite.

uneducated kite

The kite rushed out the door in a hurry. He didn't run a few steps, but his speed slowed down instantly.

The heavy rain drenched the pattern on his paper, one moment it was a beautiful kite full of gold and jade, and the next moment it was a mess without any suspense.

Kite looked at himself sadly, the pattern of his wings could not be seen clearly, the pattern of the four waist ties could not be seen clearly, his little paws could not be seen clearly, and the feathers on the tip of his tail could not be seen clearly either.

It couldn't be more miserable.

The kite is so miserable that it wants to close its eyes and not look at its current self.

Fortunately, Kite's eyes were still bright and bright, and his eyes were not washed away by the torrential rain.

He kept the last bit of dignity on his face.

The kite in a ball was very unhappy, he couldn't run forward happily anymore, his tail stepped on the muddy water on the ground.

The muddy water made the already muddy kite even more miserable.

The kite is very tangled.

Dare this nasty wind stop blowing?

Although he is soaked, it is not easy to fly, but the wet paper is soft, and if the wind is too strong, it will blow out terrible huge holes.

Kite reminded himself in his heart that he was still that bright and beautiful kite, while he dragged the young man and ran wildly.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's the big tree behind the village!"

"The mourning birds are very hateful. We can't let them continue to sing, it will attract more mourning birds."

"There will be accidents in the village."

The young man glanced at the kite running forward, not to mention how miserable the kite looks at the moment.

The young man clearly remembered the anxiety of trying to shelter from the rain before the kite.The kite hated being in the rain, but rushed out of the house against the heavy rain.

The young man admired the courage of the kite. He looked at the kite with only eyes that could blink, and his mood was very delicate.

However, it is precisely this pair of eyes that will not be blurred by the rain that can clearly see through the youth's true form. These are a pair of special eyes.

The young man was dragged forward by the kite, and he saw many villagers along the way.

Strangely, only the kite rushed to the big tree behind the village.The rest of the villagers stood at the door of their house, they did not come out.The villagers seemed very disturbed, they were nervously protecting the children at home, they were afraid of something.

The kite stepped on the splashing muddy water, and he ran staggeringly.

At this moment, his whole kite is not well.

Ahhhhhhh, why is his luck so bad that he bumped into a mourning bird on a rainy day.

It is not good when the mourning bird will come, but it has to choose a rainy day.

Bah, bah, bah, it's best if the mourning bird doesn't come, and the mourning bird should never come to the village!

It's just that he can't fly in the rain, how can he drive birds away.

How could it be so unlucky...

The big tree at the back of the village that the kite told the young man was actually a huge dead tree that soared into the sky.

It is said that the big tree is dead, but it does not seem to be dead, and occasionally one or two buds will emerge.However, to say that it is alive, it does not seem to be alive, the shoots that emerge from it are withered shoots, not green shoots full of vitality.

The whole tree gave off a weird smell.

Such a big tree is a landing place for mourning birds.

Every time the mourning birds come, they always stop on the big tree branches.At first there were just one or two, and soon their calls would attract more companions.When more and more mourning birds gather, misfortune will come to Hamura.

Villagers will die, especially the elderly and children, they are the most prone to accidents.

When the kite ran over, there were already a dozen mourning birds standing on the branches of the big tree, and following their howling sounds, the mourning birds flew over one after another.

Mourning birds have white feathers all over their bodies, and their feathers are so long that they look like they are wearing a large mourning dress.Their eyes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.

The heavy rain blurred his vision, and the young man couldn't see how tall the big tree was, and he couldn't see clearly what else was around the tree.

He had a vague feeling that these birds might have come from extremely high treetops.

Before the young man had time to think more, the kite's shout reached his ears.

"Call quickly, you call quickly!"

"Scare them away!"

"There are more and more mourning birds."

The young man who called quickly: "..."

What is the necessary connection between chasing birds and his calls?

How convenient is it to drive away birds with a roar?

When the young man hesitated, the kite poked up the stones on the ground with its wings and threw them into the air. The direction he threw the stones was where the mourning birds were.

It's a pity that the stone failed to drive away the mourning bird, but angered the mourning bird.

All of a sudden, they all dived down the tree, densely packed in a large area, and their mysterious calls made one's scalp tingle.

The kite hid behind the young man without hesitation: "Hurry up and drive them away, it will hurt if you get pecked."

The young man subconsciously raised his hand and waved away the mourning birds. However, the mourning birds remained nimble in the heavy rain. They were not frightened by the youth, and they pecked at the young man's hand.

In an instant, the young man's hand felt a sharp pain, and the kite behind him jumped even higher.

"Ah, ah, ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

"I was pecked, it hurts!"

The youth is helpless, can the kite shut up, don't say it hurts, it will hurt even more.

He turned his head to look at the kite, and was surprised to find that the kite was not in the right state.

The hole where the kite was pecked out by the mourning bird, the edge of the hole is glowing red, as weird and ominous as the eyes of the mourning bird.

The kite jumps to avoid the increasing number of mourning birds: "You can't do this, you have to be true!"

Only the original form can defeat them!

As he said that, the kite jumped and danced in pain, and there were mourning birds everywhere, which hurt him to death.

The young man didn't understand why the chasing bird had to reveal its original shape, but he was sure that the pecking of the mourning bird was so painful that he almost forgot about his toothache.

And next to him, the kite whose body was said to have been struck by lightning, probably has no original form to use.

The young man stabilized his emotions, and he changed into his original form in the blink of an eye, and a huge and menacing white tiger suddenly appeared.

When the white tiger appeared, the momentum of the mourning birds suddenly weakened, and they were quite afraid of the big tiger.

The kite looked at the white tiger in front of him eagerly, even though his whole kite was blurred to the point where only a pair of bright eyes remained, but the heavy rain couldn't blur his inner excitement.

Tiger, what a big tiger!

Tiger with white fur.

This fur, this luster, how warm and happy it is to lie on it and sleep.

The kite couldn't hold back his eager wings, so he touched the tiger secretly.

At the same moment, the white tiger realized that his tail suddenly touched something.The white tiger looked back, and saw the kite calmly shaking its little wings, and poking the muddy water on the ground with the tip of its tail.

"I'm fine, the hole doesn't hurt that much anymore."

"You can beat the mourning bird at ease, don't worry about me."

White Tiger: "..."

What he wanted to talk about was not this, but someone touching his tail.

This daredevil kite touches his tail!

His dyed tail is evidence that Kite is sneaking around doing bad things.

Before the white tiger roared out of his mouth, the kite rubbed against the white tiger's fur with a smile: "The mourning bird, let's deal with the mourning bird first."

The white tiger glanced at the colorful colors on his fur that had been scraped by the kites, and finally set his sights on the mourning birds.

After all, the pecking pain of these birds is too painful to bear.

Since the youth turned into his original form, the situation has suddenly turned, and the white tiger has clearly gained the upper hand.Gradually, the mourning bird circled in mid-air and stopped coming down.

Facing the powerful white tiger staring at them under the tree, they had no choice but to retreat.

After a while, the mourning bird flew away, and there was not one left.

The moment the mourning bird spread its wings and flew away, the kite let out a long sigh of relief.The white tiger stood silently under the big tree, motionless.

The kite hissed twice, he didn't dare to touch those red wounds, he ran towards the white tiger.

"Let's go to a pharmacist. We need to apply medicine to this injury, otherwise it will become more and more painful."

"Let's go, go there sooner, and relieve the pain sooner."

"Tiger? Tiger, what's wrong with you, why don't you speak? Are you scared by the mourning bird?"

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