It is already very late, Zheng Qing must go home.
Although Zheng Qing has graduated from high school and is about to reach adulthood and has a certain degree of freedom, after all, he is still using family money, and his parents still have to listen.
After finishing a glass of apologetic beer, he got on his bicycle and went home.
The night is dark, and there are gray clouds in the sky that never disappear. Not to mention the stars, even the moon rarely shows its head. In this coal-rich province, over the past decade or so, the houses have been getting taller, the roads have been getting wider, and the colors on the streets have become richer and richer. The only thing that remains unchanged is the three-acre sky above everyone's head. It's gray and foggy.
The bicycle wandered into a small alley.
This path can directly cross three streets, greatly reducing his journey home. The alley is very deep, and few people walk at night. The street lamps that have not been cleaned for a long time cast a dim color, giving the alley a bit of a gloomy atmosphere.
"Click" The old bicycle whined helplessly under Zheng Qing's hard pedaling, which was particularly obvious in this quiet alley. Zheng Qing looked at the broken pannier on the front of the car angrily, thinking that he would find time to repair it when he got back. No matter what, at least he wouldn't scream all the time when he rode out.
The sound of flying birds flapping their wings came from a nearby telephone pole, followed by several lazy and clear chirps. It was obvious that Zheng Qing had a ringing bell under his body. The roaring old car disturbed the rest of these little animals.
Apologetically, Zheng Qing turned his gaze to the telephone pole not far behind him. Zheng Qing was very embarrassed about disturbing other people's dreams.
The classic car made a sharp braking sound.
Zheng Qing put one leg on the ground and turned his head hard to look back.
He swore that there was a huge black figure standing on the telephone pole, which seemed to be a hunched and half-crouched person. But those green eyes were particularly obvious in the dark night, and they looked very much like grandma's big wolf dog.
Blinking, he shook his head, which was dizzy from alcohol.
As if feeling Zheng Qing's eyes, his green eyes turned slightly to the side, and his gaze fell on Zheng Qing, and then he gracefully stretched out a pair of huge wings in his dull expression, light and Patted.
Taking a few deep breaths and exhaling heavily, Zheng Qing rubbed his cheeks that were a little swollen due to drinking, and finally felt a little awake.
Looking up again, those green eyes had completely disappeared. All he could see was the gray sky and the pale street lights not far away.
The dark alley entrance in the distance seemed like a big open mouth, mocking Zheng Qing's eyes.
He reached into his chest and held a dusty, palm-sized bag in his hand. Through the light on the roadside, he could vaguely see the golden patterns on the bag;On the top of his head, a tuft of dull hair trembled uneasily.
A large eagle.
Zheng Qing recalled it again and again, and finally determined that it must be a large eagle.
Although I don’t know why this kind of animal that lives in the mountains appears in the city, I feel relieved when I think of the old owl I saw on campus when I was a child.
Since even an old owl can hang leisurely on a branch on campus all day long, then it should be fine for a big eagle to squat on a telephone pole for a while. After all, no one can guarantee whether these guys living in the old mountains and forests will find time to come to the city to relax.
Without the groan of the classic car, the surroundings fell into dead silence again. The noise on the street not far away seemed to be miles away, looking distant and ethereal.
A soft and strange cry of "Ouch" suddenly sounded in the alley. Zheng Qing suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up, and a cold sweat broke out involuntarily. My head, which had been a little dizzy, suddenly sobered up. At the same time, a heavy pressure suddenly filled the entire alley, causing Zheng Qing to hold his breath involuntarily.
For a while, there was no movement, but the depressing feeling became more and more serious. Zheng Qing slowly took a breath, and amidst a sudden dinging sound, he pedaled hard a few times, and the old car rushed out quickly, trying to get rid of this depressing atmosphere as soon as possible.
Although he was a little reluctant, Zheng Qing still admitted his timidity in his heart. After all, darkness has always been an eternal nightmare for mankind, even today with lights. No matter how electric light develops, it will never give people a sense of security like the sun.
There were still dozens of meters away from the alley entrance, and Zheng Qing could already clearly see the cars speeding past the alley entrance.
A shrill cry sounded, and before he could react, a huge black shadow came into his eyes. Accompanied by a dull crash and overwhelming dust, another petite figure hit Zheng Qing hard and rolled into the sand on the roadside.
"Plop" Zheng Qing fell heavily to the ground along with the bicycle, but he didn't care to complain. He rolled up from the ground like a donkey. He didn't know when he had already held a stack of yellow paper in his hand, with red cinnabar marks on it. It emits a faint red light under the dim street lights.
He glanced at the pile of sand next to him, and a big fluffy tail trembled feebly.
"Ouch!" The neighing sound not far away clearly expressed the anger.
Zheng Qing, who had just gotten up, quickly looked around. On the top of the telephone pole beside the road, the big eagle just now came back again at some point and was staring at him dissatisfied.
At a height of about ten meters, under the illumination of a simple street lamp hanging on a telephone pole, Zheng Qing could clearly see that the feathers of this large eagle were standing on end, and its entire body seemed to be several times larger than before. , and judging from the way its wings are slightly spread and its head is held high, it is obviously malicious.
"So fierce." Feeling the big green eyes, he cursed in a low voice, Zheng Qing quietly said toHe took two steps back and tried to sneak away, but he didn't notice that there was a huge sand pile behind him. As soon as he stepped back, his feet immediately sank into the deep sand pile up to his ankles.
"Damn" Zheng Qing felt even more angry. Why was he so unlucky? Wasn't he just a little late when he got home? Just as he bent down to take off his shoes and clean up the sand inside, the pile of sand suddenly rose up. , caught off guard, Zheng Qing was sprinkled with sand again.
"Fake" Anyone who is entangled by a series of unfortunate events will always feel that there is an evil fire in his heart that wants to vent, not to mention that the alcohol that entered his stomach not long ago is slowly evaporating its power.
Looking along the sand pile, a yellowish-coated puppy was staring at the sky with bared teeth under the street lamp. This puppy is about a foot tall, with fluffy hair, long and narrow eyes, but it is very bright and energetic. The ears are a bit big, like Beijing's ears, but they stand up strangely, like a wolfdog. If you look closely, you will see that the puppy has a huge belly, and its fluffy fur is tangled in many places, with faint blood stains oozing from it.
The facts are clear at a glance, and Zheng Qing can easily complete the plot in his own mind.
The big eagle that came out to wander around took a fancy to the pregnant puppy, and was about to give it a teething ceremony, but the little guy broke free. After seeing the situation clearly, Zheng Qing couldn't help but let out a long breath. The stack of yellow paper in his hand had disappeared without knowing it.
The evil fire in his stomach suddenly turned into infinite power under the influence of alcohol. He stretched out his hand to find a broken brick from the ground, turned his head to look at the evil big eagle, and used all his strength to Throw it away.
Although his accuracy in throwing softballs has never been very good, when the distance is not far and the target is large, the threat is still great.
The broken bricks passed over the telephone pole silently, and viciously smashed into the window of a house upstairs amidst the sharp neighing of the giant eagle.
The crisp sound of shattering glass released all the evil fire Zheng Qing had accumulated, and frightened the big eagle into the air.