Chapter 456 and the Eagle (End)

Those eyes were like torches symbolizing death in the dark night. They were clearly burning, but at the same time they were frighteningly cold.

The instant attack did not give Scarhead Feng any time to think. There was only an afterimage left in his stagnant eyes, and then an extremely shrill scream seemed to come from his ears - no, it was half a scream, kite. He only had time to pronounce the first half of the sound, and was quickly interrupted by the crisp "click" sound of bones.

"you you……"

Deng Shushan's voice was out of tune and his face was covered with cold sweat. He stood at the fork in the road of fate. The dark figure in front of him left two paths for him. His five fingers were hanging down and he showed a ferocious and twisted smile.

They asked: "Are you afraid of death?"

His self-deceiving heart said, "No."

His incredibly candid legs said, "Yes."

So Deng Shushan knelt down under the control of his body - not the reaction he expected, but what he really wanted to do in his heart - he said in a broken tone: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! It's none of my business." It’s something!”

Qin Jue stood quietly, while the burly man knelt and collapsed at her feet, tears streaming down his face, and soon the bottom of his pants became dirty as well.

The cry of the eagle cut through the ugly cry, Qin Jue tilted his head slightly, and the eagle flew, blocking the path of Scar-headed Feng who was trying to escape quietly.

"卍——"

It burst out with great strength as if it had drank from the fountain of life, flying high and swooping down, its sharp claws leaving new blood stains on Scarface's scratched face.

This time no one came to disturb him. Feathers were fluttering. Surrounded by scarred Feng, he lost the strength and courage to resist. He ran away in a hurry, rolling and crawling, but his stinging internal organs and broken sternum and ribs could not support him. With his legs moving rapidly and alternately, he ran, spurting out blood as he ran, and became the prey of the eagle.

"ah--"

Scar-headed Feng's screams came one after another, "Ah——"

He ran for dozens of meters, blood spreading all the way, and then his screams became even louder, accompanied by layers of loud noises.

Qin Jue's peripheral vision glanced at the kite lying limply on the ground with his throat bone shattered, and he didn't even look at Deng Shushan, who collapsed and begged for mercy.

She didn't take any measures to put this ridiculous coward here, and then she flashed away and chased the eagle.

Scarhead Feng was driven down the hillside by it.

The eagle glided down, flapped its wings, and pecked out his eyes.

He was still howling at first, but soon his voice was gradually lost in the "thumping" sound.

The sparrowhawks surrounded him, changing directions, like a ruthless and cold machine. After being wound up, it would never stop, repeating the actions of circling, swooping and attacking.

The messy blood holes and pieces of clothing fell to the ground. Qin Jue sat on the slope and watched quietly.

Scarhead Feng died an hour later, maybe longer.

The scope of his struggle became smaller and smaller, and his breath became weaker and weaker under the severe pain that spread throughout his body, as if any weak person who was helpless in the face of the mob had completely lost his breath.

The eagle circled, its wings suddenly relaxed, and it fell straight down.

It fell into Qin Jue's palm.

"...Gugu..."

The sparrow hawk trembled slightly and turned its head in Qin Jue's direction.

Its body was flat and weird, most of its feathers had fallen off, its wings were hanging loosely, and cloth, flesh, and blood remained on its beak.

"Will you follow me from now on?" Qin Jue held it in both hands and asked.

She heard Qin Ke's men arriving half an hour ago, and now they were all well-trained and hiding in the forest waiting for orders.

If he could be saved, it might be too late.

The eagle called lowly a few times, and its wings, which had become soft, flapped with increasing amplitude.

Qin Jue was silent, raised his hand, and it was lifted into the sky.

She pressed one hand in the direction of the woods, and then flew away with the eagle.

The sparrowhawk flew neither high nor fast, sometimes falling crookedly, then squawking away before almost hitting a tree trunk, and continued flying forward.

Qin Jue knew its destination, so he slowed down and followed it, silently all the way.

They returned to the backyard of the cabin in the woods.

The moonlight reflected half of the exposed bones and the soil that buried the other half, making them glow brightly.

The eagle did not stop, it flew, hovering above Liu Liang like any ordinary day in the past.

"卍——"

Round and round.

Round and round.

Until it fell to the bone with a "snap" sound, and the dull feathers were stained with the same dust.

Dead.

…

Qin Jue gently raised his right hand with the back of his hand backward.

The man wearing mountain camouflage and nimbly climbing over the wall immediately stopped half a meter behind her, lowered his head and reported: "Captain, the three male and one female criminals have been captured, and professionals are calming and treating the bear."

Qin Jue put down his hands and looked at the two corpses.

"How are you preparing for the holographic projection?" she asked.

"Reporting to the captain, the audio and video data of ranger Liu Liang has been collected and analyzed, and two team members are installing it." The man paused, "The deputy team leader said that the sound aspect will be left to Le Wu..."

"Okay." Qin Jue nodded calmly.

She made a gesture and stepped forward. The squad leader who had fought side by side in the past apocalypse understood and followed her.

They walked slowly around the forest hut and the former residence of Liu Liang and Ying. They returned to the backyard with a few more things in their hands.

Qin Jue knelt down, picked up a feather, and handed it to her comrade.

"Go ahead, trouble," she said.

The man in camouflage uniform changed his expression, opened his mouth, and finally bowed his head and accepted the order: "Yes."

He left quietly.

The light silver moonlight fell on Qin Jue's hood. After a long time, it remained still.

…

Chen Shulan rubbed her eyes and got up from the bed.

She looked around anxiously at first, and when she saw the furnishings in the room clearly, she immediately woke up, put on her clothes and stepped on the ground with her shoes.

"Oh, are you awake?" Aunt Liu smiled in the yard, "It's still early, why don't you lie down for a while?"

Chen Shulan vaguely remembered the scene where the two of them were watching TV and chatting about their son last night, and she slowly smiled a little.

"No, I fell asleep while talking last night. I have to go see him."

"Okay, okay." Aunt Liu no longer showed any obvious concern or pity. She smiled and greeted him, "Liangzi is already a mountain god. Are you still afraid that he will go on a business trip to another mountain? Slow down!"

Chen Shulan was amused, nodded with joy in her eyes, and walked towards her home.

Before she left, she specifically looked in front of Aunt Liu's door, but she didn't see the fruit. When she took the key and opened the door to her front yard, she vaguely saw a few round shadows in front of the door, and she immediately smiled.

Hey, this kid doesn't even know when his mother comes to visit him. Although he is usually very clever, sometimes he is really stubborn.

Chen Shulan pursed her lips and smiled. She slowly squatted down in front of the door, picked up the fruits one by one, hugged them with one hand, and touched the key with the other hand.

"……ah."

She stumbled a little when she entered the door, and her first reaction was to protect the fruits. She breathed a sigh of relief when she found that none of them fell, and then she realized that the room was dark.

The lights were turned off when she was taken to watch TV last night, but she remembered that the curtains were not closed?

Just as he was thinking about it, a warm yellow light suddenly flashed not far away.

Chen Shulan was stunned, and her eyes widened suddenly. She didn't even have time to change her shoes, so she grabbed a pair of cloth shoes and hurriedly ran towards that place.

She ran well and didn't knock anything down in the dark environment, because at the end was Liu Liang's room. She had to clean it every day and she was more familiar with it than any other place at home.

Chen Shulan's heart was beating loudly. She held the fruit in her arms and gently opened the ajar door.

She remembered that this door was also closed last night.

There was no squeaking sound when the door was opened, because the door shaft had just been lubricated two days ago, leaving only a small gap. Chen Shulan's eyes widened and she subconsciously held her breath.

That was Liu Liang, translucent and emitting warm yellow light, standing in the room, looking sideways at the wall.

Hanging on the wall is a family photo taken with his parents when he was a child. Chen Shulan just wiped it yesterday.

She slowly raised her other hand and covered her mouth, fearing that she would cry out and disturb her son who came back to see her.

One of the fruits in her arms fell down with Chen Shulan's movements, making a "dong" sound.

She was startled, looking down and forward anxiously and nervously, looking in the direction of her son.

Liu Liang also heard the sound. Under Chen Shulan's anxious gaze, his figure did not disappear in an instant. Instead, he was confused for a moment, and then turned his head naturally.

Chen Shulan and her son looked at each other.

"Mom, why are you standing there?" Liu Liang laughed, speaking in a familiar accent. He even came closer and looked at Chen Shulan with a smile.

The boy looked as young as when he left her.

Chen Shulan opened the door tremblingly, walked in under Liu Liang's encouraging eyes, walked closer, and raised her head.

She looked at her son's face. She remembered that he had dark skin, bright eyes, smile lines on his face, and small white teeth that were most conspicuous when he grinned. The canine tooth on the left was a small tiger tooth, pointed and slightly protruding.

"Mom, I'm getting promoted."

Liu Liang was still smiling and pointed to the sky with one finger, "If you are promoted, you must be strict and you won't be allowed to step down."

"oh oh!"

Chen Shulan was startled, and then she smiled with joy, tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, and the wrinkles there were opened by laughter.

"That's a good thing!" She said proudly, "You have to work hard, you know?"

"Hey, of course -" Liu Liang's face showed a familiar stubborn look, that of a little adult saying "You treat me like a child again". Chen Shulan saw this expression of his most often and couldn't help but smile even deeper. , tears streaked across the corners of her raised mouth.

"Okay, I have to go back."

Liu Liang scratched his ears, the smile lines on his face looked like little tabby cats.

"You know how to take good care of yourself?" He stretched out his arms, a little shyly, and put an empty arm around Chen Shulan's shoulders with great respect.

"I'm fine in heaven. Don't worry."

He whispered in Chen Shulan's ear, amidst her mother's uncontrollable crying, "Don't cry casually in the future, stay healthy. God said that all the living relatives of our little fairy can live to be a hundred years old." , you don’t want to go to heaven to lose my face when the time comes.”

Chen Shulan laughed with tears in her eyes: "Hey, hey, I know."

"Hey, I'm leaving then."

Liu Liang let go of her, shook his hands and feet like he did after being woken up in the past, and stretched out with an "um--".

The light on his body gradually became brighter, and then generalized into soft spots of light, surrounding Chen Shulan like fireflies.

The young man's voice floated gently.

"Goodbye," he said, "Mom."

The light spot disappeared in Chen Shulan's palm, and with a "click" sound, the lights in the room turned on.

With tears in her eyes, Chen Shulan saw something extra on her son's desk, and she walked over with tears in her eyes.

There was a feather lying there.

and a large handful of round tree species.

The word count is so high that it’s too late. This article is officially finished.