Abyss Express

Foreword:

Human existence is a natural phenomenon, not the product of some will

——Wang Xiaobo

[Want to help it? Gunsmith! ~]

[Help it, please? Help it? ]

[How about helping it? Help it! ~]

Belloberg is like a sentimental child, completely different from when he uses the heat of the blade to kill monsters——

——This trait made Jiang Xueming feel a little surprised.

Is that what your stick thinks?

The golden eagle griffon is very large and is notorious in the town of Saladin. There is a nursery rhyme circulating, calling it the messenger of the morning star and the devil, and the demon servant of the devil.

Its diet includes humans. For the hunting group, this thing is an absolute natural enemy. Due to the characteristics of the Chimera Disaster Beast, monsters like Anna can gain spiritual wisdom by plundering human essence. The same is true for golden eagle griffins. In some fledgling golden eagle griffin families, the eagle bird parents Will teach children the skills of hunting Homo sapiens.

This is a literal "book of experience". In the eyes of the golden eagle griffon, it is a tonic pill that can increase intelligence.

[Look at it! It's so stupid! Maybe we can become friends! ]

"Do you want to help it?" Jiang Xueming asked.

Oscar was still hesitating, but what Brother Wolf was hesitating about was not the issue of whether to save or not, but how to cook, how many dishes to cook, and how to eat as many birds as possible.

"Huh? You want to let it out?"

When this large griffon saw a stranger, it immediately took a defensive posture. It dug its claws on the ground and spread its wings, trying to make itself look big enough. Its survival instinct forced it to bulge its shoulder and neck muscles, but it was thin under the waist, abdomen and trunk. However, its limbs are not in control. Its body has begun to dehydrate. In the cold winter, it has been trapped in this skeleton for three or four days, and it is in a state of not getting a drop of water.

It couldn't even roar, and the swollen tongue could be seen from the beak, which had become dry, cracked and purple.

"Belloberg wants to keep it alive." Jiang Xueming did not approach the bone prison and stared at the caged bird.

Oscar asked: "We still have to go into the mountains. How much water do you have? How much food do you have? Killing it is the best choice. Its blood is very delicious. I grew up drinking its blood - it can strengthen muscles." Strengthens your bones."

"I brought two water bottles, both of which are two liters. They should last for two days." Jiang Xueming took out the supply bag and counted the dry food. "There is a lot to eat. At worst, I will kill a few kukukas later. That thing can Do you want to eat?”

"As long as I'm here, don't worry about whether you can eat it or not. Kukuka is so fat that he can't climb the mountain. He has a lot of fat on his body and it tastes delicious when roasted." Oscar looked at Xueming with a meaningful look: "You dote on me so much." It? Beloberg? Is this elf acting coquettishly to you?"

Jiang Xueming: "To be honest, I don't know very well. I can't figure out what it's thinking - Maguire also owned a sword spirit. It was the sword spirit that taught the old horse how to fight and how to learn knight combat skills. Just call me when you come here. I do something good.”

[Gunsmith! You tell Oscar! Talk to Oscar! ]

"It has something to tell you." Jiang Xueming turned to Beloberg's words and told him: "There was once a civil war between a group of green gold and Homo sapiens."

Oscar was shocked: "Huh?"

"This period of history is not allowed to be left in the secret library." Jiang Xueming continued to read according to the voice in his mind: "A long time ago, probably two or three hundred years ago. People in the underground world encountered a great famine. Hunger is a very serious disease. Horrible addiction.”

"No need can compare with the need for survival, which overrides power and reproduction. No addiction can compare with the addiction of hunger."

"The evolutionary path of Homo sapiens has been to eliminate natural enemies. Until today, it seems that there are no natural enemies in the mortal world. In fact, there is still one thing, and that is viruses. Viruses have been fighting against Homo sapiens. When they fight in the underground world, they become Got the Vita brand.”

"Under the pressure of survival needs, lapis lazuli has become the natural enemy of Homo sapiens. We eat each other and hunt each other, just like this golden eagle griffon. Now, Oscar, you don't have to hunt for survival. , you and Homo sapiens became good friends.”

"The same goes for this eagle bird. It may have a chance to become the next lapis lazuli, even if it is not lapis lazuli, it may be other stones -"

"—Try it. Give it some water."

"The ancestors of wolf dogs also became human companions because Homo sapiens offered food, shelter, and shelter. It has a large brain. If this generation doesn't work, it will still have children, and children's children, and gradually Its continued life will understand this."

Jiang Xueming read this passage to Oscar intact—

——Oscar also didn’t expect that the most loyal team of Aohun Mingde once had such a dark history. This forced him to wonder whether Belloberg had lied.

[My friendship with BOSS has lasted for more than 35,000 years, starting from the time of the Cro-Magnons until today. Whether it is me or us - all the elves who help Ao Mingde and follow Homo sapiens Go forward together, become a tool in their hands, learn skills from humans, and then teach them to their children. ]

[This is a kind of inheritance. I don’t need to deceive you, Oscar. If you want to draw a specific image of me, you can see it as a little ghost wearing a blue pointed hat. I hope I can always play in the world ( # ^.^ # ), hope to see something dynamic, passionate and romantic. ]

Xueming didn't say this out loud. In Brother Lang's worldview, the education he had received over the past two hundred years told Oscar that the Green Gold Guards were loyal to humans no matter what, and were an excellent partner who were inseparable from Homo sapiens. The things Beloberg said are too bizarre. If you believe this one-sided story, I am afraid that the career that Brother Lang has always insisted on and the ideals that he has always believed in will begin to waver.

Oscar has worked hard in Saladin for more than ten years, and his children will also have to deal with Homo sapiens in the future. He has always been proud of his bloodline. The Lazuli Guards are like the Royal Guards at the root of the imperial city. Oscar, the VIP, is He can be regarded as an "old subway man" with a bright yellow flag and a bright red flag. To say that his ancestors still have such a line of cannibals, they can't even leave a history of rebellion, which insults Oscar's self-esteem.

At this time, Oscar's heart is being tested.

Thanks to Xueming not finishing his words, Oscar finally used the red stone man's thick nerves to carry him over, just like that, haha.

"Hey! Does he also like to make up stories?"

Jiang Xueming: "Oh, it's true."

[Why don't you tell him clearly? Gunsmith? ]

Jiang Xueming whispered: "That's not important, Beloberg."

[Men live by forgetfulness! ~That seems to be the case. ]

"Then let it out! Can I still be intimidated by a little goblin?" Oscar held back his determination to refuse to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and began to dismantle the bone cage: "I called you brother wolf not generous, and called you brother wolf petty. Son? I really want to accept this method of provocation. The brave red stone people are fearless! Come on, let’s go!”

With a "click" sound, the giant beast's soft underbelly was impacted by Oscar, and a small gap emerged from the cage.

The golden eagle griffin was frightened by the big wolf's prison breaking movement. The beast's linear pupils tightened, and it waved its claws and was about to pounce on Oscar's face.

Jiang Xueming caught Brother Lang and stepped back, only to see a few snowflakes falling on Oscar's front. They were all duck feathers coming out of the holes in the down jacket.

"Hey! The dog bit Lu Dongbin, it doesn't know the heart of a good person! If I let it go, it still wants to attack me!? Can I accept this injustice? Me"

Xueming: "Don't be anxious. Don't be anxious. Don't be anxious. Don't be anxious."

While talking, Jiang Xueming took out the kettle, crushed the compressed biscuits and threw them into the cage.

The big griffon smelled the smell of synthetic meat in the dry food, and its eyes lit up. Not a single bit of the biscuit crumbs flying in the air was left. The bird's head was as stable as a cloud platform, and its body did not move. All the biscuit crumbs fell down. Go into your mouth.

Xueming didn't say anything. He just approached the cage little by little. He stretched out his hand from the gap. He first spread some dry food to lure the big bird away, and then poured some water on the ground. These life-saving water drops danced on the ice, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone. It turned into ice flowers - the temperature was too low.

A stream of warm moisture spit out from the gunsmith's mouth, and he looked at the giant beast as if facing a formidable enemy——

——The gryphon is more than three meters tall, and its mouth can be opened to swallow one of Xueming's arms.

The moment it smelled the water vapor, the big bird immediately turned around and tilted its head to stare at Jiang Xueming's kettle. It was distinguishing between gloves and pots. As its body lost water, its eyesight also deteriorated, and it could hardly recognize the difference between the two color blocks.

"Do you understand the language of griffons? Oscar?" Jiang Xueming asked.

Brother Wolf slapped his head: "Yes! I just remembered it!"

The big wolf was seen beating its arms and taking off its coat to use as wings. The golden eagle griffon has many kinds of calls, which need to be coordinated with body language to express specific meanings.

"Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" Oscar imitated the call of the eagle bird.

Jiang Xueming: "Why does it sound like chicken?"

Oscar: "Don't interrupt, Brother Wolf is trying to communicate."

After three rounds of questioning, the "big yellow chicken" in the cage finally flapped its wings and responded -

——It does sound like a hen’s cry, very weird.

Xueming breathed a sigh of relief and greeted, "You call it to come and eat and drink."

Oscar imitates the feeding signals given by golden eagle griffin parents to their young.

When the big bird heard these hawk words, it suddenly fluttered the feathers on its neck, moved its eyes quickly a few times, and turned to look at Brother Wolf with one eye. It seemed that it understood, but it didn't - because this big wolf They look nothing like their parents.

Jiang Xueming shook the kettle, and the sound of water finally attracted the yellow chicken.

He climbed up into the bone cage and sprinkled water from a high place. The eagle bird finally raised its neck and, like its wolf ancestors, raised its head and whistled at the moon, it began to look up and opened its beak to drink some water.

Its eyes were so excited by the cold water that it couldn't open its eyes. It immediately shook its head, ran to another place, and hit the bone cage hard. Xueming was unsteady, slid down the cage, and immediately came to the gap. Continue to shake the kettle.

After such a collision, the yellow chicken seemed to be so painful that it lost its mind. It waved its claws at Xueming's arm, trying to take away all the flesh and blood of the Homo sapiens. It was too late and then it was too soon -

——Xue Ming worked together with his two palms, pressed down the beak of the strange bird, restrained it severely, and used his weight to bring its weak head and neck to the ground. Oscar was stunned for a moment as he watched the battle.

Brother Lang knew that the priest had two skills: he could fight gangsters and drive away devils.

But this gryphon looks like it has just grown up. The bite force of its beak is at least more than 500 kilograms. Although it is weak, the combined force of its head, neck and pectoralis major muscles must be more than one ton. Even winged beasts are so strong. Incredible chest and back muscles, otherwise I wouldn't be able to fly at all.

The golden eagle griffon was still struggling, its eyes were red and its blood pressure was rising, showing an angry attitude. The four claws were clawing at the ground frantically, trying to find a fulcrum to stand up again.

Xueming couldn't take out her hand to give water, so she could only firmly hold the yellow chicken's mouth and keep resisting, trying to pull the yellow chicken out, otherwise it would come to tear people with its free claws.

This primitive wrestling session lasted for more than a full minute. Oscar looked on from the sidelines and was so angry that he didn't dare to take a breath. He couldn't step forward to help. If he was taken away by the griffon, he, a majestic eight-foot man, would have to do it. The raptor's claws had eighteen toes on the front and back, all of which were sharp steel knives.

Gradually, the big yellow chicken lost strength and his blood pressure dropped.

Xueming slowly let go of the eagle bird. As soon as he let go, the animal's wild nature took over again and he tried to tear the Homo sapiens' arm with his front paws.

Oscar quickly continued to call, imitating the obedience commands given by golden eagle griffin parents to their children.

But this eagle bird is already an adult. It has just grown up and just started hunting alone. It has long passed the age of listening to its parents.

Xueming avoided the griffin's claws and pulled back and forth outside the bone cage. Whenever he had the opportunity, he grabbed the head of the angry yellow chicken and grabbed the beak and mouth and refused to let go.

This long ordeal lasted for more than twenty minutes, and Oscar did not say a single human word throughout the whole process, fearing that the priest would be distracted.

He simply knew that a bullet could save a lot of things, but he wasn't that particular when handling golden carvings on the table. But he didn't expect that it would be so difficult to communicate with a live griffin - the domestication process of wild wolves was not much better.

After much effort and a series of warm-up exercises, Xueming finally made the yellow chicken understand what it could and could not eat.

He raised the kettle, and the golden eagle immediately lowered its head and raised its head. After drinking the water, it gained some strength. After repeated wrestling movements, it recovered some body temperature, and its tongue changed from a purple-red dry state back to bright red.

Just relying on a little dry food can't fill its belly. When it is hungry, it will still be clever during the water feeding process. At first, it is to test Xueming. When it goes to get water, it squeezes closer to the cage and waits until the Homo sapiens relaxes. When he was alert, he immediately stepped forward and pulled it - but he tried it ten times, but to no avail.

In the end, the golden eagle griffon gave up, knowing that this homo sapiens could not be defeated.

After feeding all the water in the pot, Jiang Xueming and Oscar said: "Tear it down, it can be broken down."

The two divided the work and cooperated. Xueming came to the other side to attract the griffin's attention. Brother Lang tiptoed back behind the griffin and began to dismantle the bone cage, removing four thick ribs. , revealing a hole more than two meters wide.

The golden eagle griffin's eyes caught a glimpse of this way out, and it immediately wanted to drill into the hole. It was stuck between the bones and started struggling crazily again.

Brother Wolf cursed: "What stupid bird?! I haven't finished dismantling it yet!"

Xueming stepped forward to lend a hand and broke off the last bone. The big bird struggled hard to climb out of this terrifying cage. This was a narrow escape for it. In the memory of the bone prison, it was originally a delicious meal. But as the white frost on the rock walls on both sides spreads down - its shape is like an icicle representing death.

It slowly crawled toward the fertile land and froze everything to a solid state.

When the big yellow chicken escaped from the cage, it did not fly away immediately. It was like a general who had won a tragic victory. It first faced two weird humanoid creatures and prepared an attack posture, just like a hunter with his body and wings folded ready to sprint. Culling stance. When struggling on the ground, the feathers become messy. It is necessary to adjust the condition of the two wings to the best, and then slowly circle to the side of the mountain stream and valley.

It let out a low roar of demonstration from its throat, and its eyes became bright again. Its four claws dug out dots of ice and mud, and it flew away from the deep valley with howling winds.

"Ah" Oscar sighed: "What a white-eyed wolf? You didn't even say thank you!"

Jiang Xueming put away the empty kettle: "Let's go."

"I asked, is that Beloberg of yours sick?" Oscar led the way, "We have done such a good deed after all the effort of the boss? It is not certain whether it is a good deed! What if next year? A hunter was bitten to death by this griffin, and I have nightmares at night."

Jiang Xueming was also sincere and continued following Brother Lang's topic: "Then let's find a way to kill both ends?"

Oscar: "Well, that's not what I meant."

[Thank you, Gunsmith. I also want to thank Oscar, can you convey it to me? ]

[There is no concept of [animal] in the world of elves, and humans are also considered a kind of animal. ]

[Human existence is a natural phenomenon, not the product of some will. ]

[Just now, you decided whether to stay or leave a life. ]

[I am very envious of this little elf struggling to survive in nature, because it still has a chance to survive, but I don’t have this chance anymore. ]

Jiang Xueming: "Belloberg said, thank you."

"Thank you for what I am." Oscar wanted to choke a few words, but before he finished speaking——

——A Kukuka fell from mid-air. The big mole fell in front of the two of them and turned into a puddle of flesh.

The golden eagle once again landed in front of the two of them. It had eaten enough and had full strength. It was elegant and quiet, and landed smoothly on its four paws without making a sound.

It flapped its wings and shook off the rain and snow on its body. It still had one of Kukuka's claws on its mouth, and a loud whistle came from its throat, although it still sounded like the long cry held in the throat of a hen.

Its eyes became round, just like the changes in the pupils of a cat in order to see more light sources at night. It pulled a piece of fat full of grease from the mole meat and handed it to Brother Wolf. He pressed his yellow bird's beak against Brother Wolf's arm. Brother Wolf was still pushing with his two paws this time in a defensive posture.

Oscar: "What's wrong! What's wrong?"

The big griffon took two steps back and swallowed the food in its mouth together with the mole's arm in its beak, as if it was showing the child how to eat.

Jiang Xueming: "It seems"

"Does it think of me as a little gryphon? Have I become its son?" Oscar exclaimed in surprise: "How has this generation changed all of a sudden!"

Seeing that Xueming and Oscar didn't appreciate it, the big yellow chicken flew out again.

This time, three or four Kukukas fell down. These moles fell in mid-air, and they were so scared that they excreted and urinated. Brown slurry fell from the top of their heads, making Brother Wolf crawl all over the ground.

"Fuck! Fuck, Fuck! Fuck!"

Finally finding an open space, the big yellow chicken smashed all the prey to death, but could not find the two strange humanoid creatures. It was like a mother who had lost her child, roaring angrily on the spot, pacing around looking for the smell, looking for After more than ten minutes, he still disappeared. The yellow velvet on his eyes was like eyebrows, and he was frowning tightly. His wings were flapping back and forth anxiously.

Oscar and Xueming were hiding in the col of the rock. They looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

When the gryphon flew away, it was completely gone——

——Brother Wolf asked: "What shall we eat for our next meal?"

Jiang Xueming: "You can pick and choose from that cesspool, maybe."

Brother Wolf: "Dogs eat shit!"

Jiang Xueming: "Then let's go back to Kukuka's cave to try our luck?"

Brother Wolf: "That bird is a female! She is looking for food for us! She won't be able to leave for a while. I don't want to be her son!"

At this moment, both of them felt warm behind their backs, and there seemed to be another mystery to this mountain col.

They all looked behind them. The Mole King, the largest in Kukukari, was also hiding here, shivering behind them. His body was covered with fat, so fat that he could hardly see his eyes.

Oscar: "Father, ask the living Bodhisattva Belloberg. It is compassionate, kind-hearted, and does not want to see blood. Do we want to save it this time? A mole's life is also a life?"

Jiang Xueming: "Wait a minute, let me ask."

[This thing can give birth to ten in a litter in the spring. Not only does it like to eat people, but it is also a pest that eats through bridges and tunnels. The BOSS is disgusted by it. You should save yourselves! ~]

Jiang Xueming immediately took out his knife.

"You can eat, but you can't live a little."