Chapter 82 87. Hanging Coffin on the Wall
The village chief heard the shout and ran out. At a glance, he saw a giant black eagle flying down from the sky with its wings spread. It stretched out its claws, grabbed a panicked villager, and instantly rushed into the sky.
"Ah, help, help!"
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Everyone looked up stupidly at the black spot going away, with miserable screams echoing in their ears.
Han Yixiao kicked his legs and flew away quickly, followed by several figures whooshing into the sky.
The villagers were all stunned and turned to look at the village chief who was also extremely surprised: "Village chief, these people can fly!"
The village chief slowly turned his head and looked at Qiao Zixi and Tian Yuanyuan who were standing still. His eyes seemed to be saying, why don’t you two fly?
Tian Yuanyuan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Han Yixiao kept chasing the giant eagle and saw it flying towards the edge of the cliff. When it flew under the thick fog, it suddenly stopped.
"Ah!" The villager who was caught in the claws of the giant eagle had already fainted from fright. Suddenly, he was hit heavily on something. When he woke up slowly, he suddenly saw densely packed hanging coffins. He turned his head tremblingly and found that he was lying on a hanging coffin with a thousand-foot cliff next to him. He screamed in fright and fainted again.
The giant eagle flying in the air saw that the man it was holding woke up, and its eagle eyes suddenly lit up. The next moment, it watched him faint again. It tilted its head, with a look of confusion in its eagle eyes, and then stretched out its claws to poke the man again and again.
The poor villagers were repeatedly wavering between being woken up by the teasing and fainting from fright. After a while, they got used to it and were no longer afraid. Finally, they mustered up the courage to look the giant eagle in the face.
Han Yixiao stood in the air and watched the giant eagle's every move thoughtfully. Finally, when he saw the giant eagle pointing its claws at the place where the hanging coffins were close to the cliff, and constantly pushing the villagers inside, he looked at the densely packed hanging coffins on the wall and seemed to understand something.
"What is that silly eagle doing?" Lin Jun came over quietly. Several people were confused. Did the giant eagle catch the man and treat him as a toy, poking, pinching, and slapping him over and over again? It was no different from making a clay figurine.
Han Yixiao watched quietly for a while before explaining, "There must be something wrong with the hanging coffin, and he wants someone to fix it."
"What? Repairing a hanging coffin?" Jian Cheng'an seemed to have heard something out of the ordinary. "Could it be that someone from the giant sculpture is lying in that hanging coffin?"
Everyone was puzzled. Qiao Ziyi saw that the villager was temporarily in danger. He was worried about Qiao Zixi and went back to the village first. When the giant eagle saw Qiao Ziyi leaving, it quickly turned around to look at the villager, who nodded in understanding.
Then, Han Yixiao and his companions saw that the giant eagle glanced at them, stretched out its claws, grabbed someone and threw him away.
"Throw it away?" Lin Jun looked at the villagers who were falling rapidly and screaming, and was confused again.
"How despicable!" Jian Cheng'an was very angry. Throwing it away after use, is there any morality left?
While Huo Huai threw out the vines, he and Han Yixiao dived down to rescue the villagers who were frightened and fainted again. Seeing that they were of no use, Huo Yao, Chen Yang, Sun Bingsheng and others turned around and went back to the village.
The village chief and a group of villagers who had been waiting anxiously were surprised when they saw Qiao Ziyi flying back. After waiting for a while, they saw several other people flying back one after another. After waiting for a long time, they still didn't see the villagers who were captured by the giant eagle. They thought that he must be in great danger.
The village chief had a mournful look on his face and sighed, "Since the person can't come back, let's just build a cenotaph. This is unlucky, so we won't have any feast."
Qiao Ziyi, Lin Jun and the others looked at the village chief with twitching faces. Yu Zhiming was about to tell the village chief that the man was fine, just lost, but before he could open his mouth, he heard a villager pointing to the sky and shouting:
"Village chief, look, the body is back. We can have the feast now."
(End of this chapter)
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