Chapter 13 Section VIII

Qixi Festival, Qixi Festival has finally arrived. On that day, almost all Yuren waited quietly in the dark. "Can't it fly?" the children asked. "Don't worry, be patient and sense the call from the sky," said the old people. "I want to fly, I want to fly, I want to fly, I want to fly..." "Xiaoyou, you can't fly if you yell like this, and it's useless to jump on both feet... Besides, you are so small, and the wings are only a little condensed. This year, you can fly to another place at most. Let’s go to a tree, if you want to go, just walk there.”

"Huh!" The little girl named Xiaoyou made a face at the boy next door who laughed at him, "Xiang, don't laugh, although it's my first time flying, I haven't seen you fly by, just watch later Who can fly far!" Xiang put away his smile, he really wasn't sure if he could fly on this day.Although his adoptive parents told him that it would be possible, it was Yuren's instinct.But he was still uneasy. "Hey, mother, how do you fly with so many things on your back?" Xiaoxiang turned his head and paid attention to his mother again. "Hey, I don't know where I'm going to fly in a while, are you still walking back to eat?"

"Huh? We don't want our home anymore?" "Change to a new residence every year, this is the old custom of the Yu Clan." "But I don't want to change to a neighbor girl every year, so can we and Xiaoyou still be neighbors?" "Then don't fly with us for a while and follow her." "Okay." After Xiang finished speaking, he saw the adults laughing and fell to the ground before realizing, "No! Why can't our two families fly together?" "Let's fly together!" Xiaoyou also took her mother's hand and acted like a baby.

"Hehehe, look at these two little guys, they want to lead the red rope at such a young age." Xiaoyou's mother laughed. "What is the red rope?" Xiang asked curiously. "Leading the red rope is every Qixi Festival. People who love each other are afraid of being separated on the way of flight, so they use a red rope to hold each other's hands." The adults of the two families were overjoyed. Xiaoyou and Xiang glanced at each other again. "I don't want to hold the rope with you!" Xiaoyou Xiangxiang made faces. "Hmph! I don't know if you will be able to catch up with me then." The two little guys turned their faces away pretending to be angry.

Xiang looked around, but did not see Yi Zaitian.Perhaps, as a descendant of a nobleman who can fly every day, the day of take-off has no meaning to him; perhaps, he has already gone to the capital of the Yu clan to challenge the King of Yu. Suddenly there was a call, and a dark blue light flashed in the distance, gradually becoming brighter, like a cluster of brilliance blooming in the night sky. "Someone has already condensed their wings. Shuangyue's power is about to reach its peak. Let's start." The adoptive mother said to Xiaoxiang: "Don't panic. At this moment, you sense the call of the moon force. It is our feathered instinct to condense your wings. So you just need to calm down and everything will happen naturally."

Xiang nodded, and he saw that the adoptive parents had closed their eyes and stood quietly with their hands clasped in front of their chests.The surrounding crowd also fell silent, and the light behind many people had already penetrated their clothes and was about to erupt into wings. Xiang also closed his eyes, and gradually, he could feel a huge group of light gathering on the top of his head.A kind of suction is getting stronger and stronger, as if he wants to lift himself to the sky, and the blood in his body is also flowing rapidly, and his body starts to become hot.The two points on the two shoulder blades on the back were like being burned by fire, and the pain made him want to cry out.

Suddenly Xiaoyou's cheers rang in his ears: "I have wings! I have wings, and I can fly!" Xiang couldn't help but open his eyes to see, there was a blue flag on Xiaoyou's back. The light wings, the light is strong and weak at times, emitting light threads, and the outline of the feathers gradually becomes clear. His distraction immediately dissipated a lot of the strong sense of rising, and he only felt dizzy. Xiang quickly closed his eyes again and focused on his back. The grown wings waited anxiously in the dark, and the countless strong wings shone blue under the waning moon in the west, like a boundless and surging fantasy.

"Son, you're sixteen, and you're old enough to fly solo." A mother said. "Woooooo...no, I don't want to fly alone..." the child cried in the middle of the night. "No, this is a tradition. If you fly with us again this year, your father will beat you away... Son, you have to take care of yourself in the future..." The mother and son hugged each other and cried. Expectations and sentiments surge in the dark night, and every Tanabata Festival is the dissolution and rebirth of a tribe. "Hey, Ah Ning, let's fly together this year..." Every year, Qixi Festival is a day for young people to express their love. They call out softly in the crowd, looking for the person who will accompany them for life.

"Jun'er, I've thought about it for so long, and finally I've decided. I must fly with you this year! Are you willing to hold on to this red rope..." In the dark night, there is infinite tenderness, infinite joy, loss and hope. Dawn is approaching, and the east is already showing a purple glow.Everyone is looking forward to it, preparing for the annual countdown and cheers, followed by the spectacular fluttering of wings! If you like Kyushu·Legend of Feather, please log in to Liancheng Shumeng and vote enthusiastically. Xiang was pulled by the pain of his body, half of his soul seemed to have ascended into the sky, and half was still nailed to the ground. Suddenly, behind him, two groups of flames finally burst into flames, as if his flesh and blood came out together. The two wingspan points spew outward.He roared.

"Do I have wings?" After that moment of pain, Xiang felt the change behind him, and he shouted excitedly to his adoptive parents and Xiaoyou. But the adoptive parents, Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou's parents, and the surrounding Yuren all suddenly looked at him with terrified eyes, as if seeing a monster. "Behind him...that...what is that..." People backed away in horror. Xiang turned his head, looked at the things condensed behind him, and suddenly froze. Behind him, there are no beautiful wings, only two lumps of bloody things, one big and one small, like clay sculptures that are melting, a mass of black surges and unfolds, as if trying to squeeze out this lump of flesh and blood, like a terrifying monster. A black monster is taking shape.

Xiang heard his own desperate scream, overwhelming all other sounds. "Black wings?" "Someone has condensed black wings." The people around shouted in horror, and retreated to the surroundings. "Is disaster imminent?" Xiang saw that even his adoptive parents were retreating, Xiaoyou hid behind them, and everyone was staying away from him, just like when they were in the human village. "Why!" he yelled. But at this moment, a loud arrow pierced the sky. There were killing sounds from all around the forest. "Human race?" The Yu clan raised their heads in surprise. The tall general of the human army stood under the banner of a pack of tigers and wolves, playing with a black lacquered iron tooth hanging around his neck. "Finally completed the siege before dawn. If these Yuren are allowed to fly again this year, their territory will expand several times, and we will never even think about unifying Hokuriku...Kill!" The burning arrow rain shot at the place where his sword pointed, like thousands of fire locusts pouring into the forest, the trees began to burn blazingly, and the feathermen of the entire tribe were drowned in the arrow rain and screams. The crowd trampled each other and children fell to the ground. At this moment, a heavy object knocked him to the ground, and Xiang suddenly felt dizzy, as if he was rolling into an abyss, and he struggled out of the dizziness after a long time.He opened his eyes, but saw a charred corpse pressing on his body, his face distorted like a ghost, he screamed, kicked the corpse away frantically, got up and ran. And the cavalry of the human race was chasing from behind, Xiang was pushed and bumped by the crowd, and dense arrows fell endlessly.From time to time, people around him fell down, and death was crushing them easily. Xiang searched for his family in desperation, but he was knocked to the ground soon, someone stepped on him, and he didn't even have time to fear. "Fly up, fly up!" Someone shouted with all his strength. "Fly up! Fly up!" Voices from south to north shouted, and the living shouted loudly, and began to meet the challenge of death. So many pairs of blue wings soared into the sky at this moment, even the human race on the hillside couldn't help being shocked by the sight, and even let go of the bow in their hands. "The Yu Clan is flying up, seal the sky with arrows, we can't let them fly to high places!" the human general shouted. Hundreds of Yuren fell down on the way to the blue sky, and their bodies fell like snowflakes. At this time, a strong wind came from outside the forest, and the surviving patriarchs led the warriors of various tribes to take advantage of the wind and shoot back the bows and arrows of the Yu tribe. "Challenging the Yu Clan on Qixi Festival, they are really crazy. When the Yu Clan flies into the sky, no one can stop us. Revenge! Soldiers!" the patriarch shouted. Relying on their natural sensitivity to flying and excellent eyesight, the bow and arrow warriors of the Yu tribe began to counterattack, and the human soldiers clearly felt the sense of oppression roaring from a high place. Although the Yu clan can fly, their strength is only half of that of the human race. Therefore, the Yu clan's bow and arrow warriors cannot use strong bows. Most of the arrows are hunting arrows, and there are no iron arrows.Therefore, the human army and horses put on heavy leather armor, raised their wooden shields, and still pushed forward despite the rain of arrows. "Women, take the children and fly out!" The fighting feathermen turned their heads and greeted. The feathered people gradually dispersed into groups and began to sprint, some rushed over, spread their wings and disappeared invisible, some fell to the ground, and more were forced to retreat by bows and arrows, then gathered together and rushed up, flying around like a swarm of bees Past. Xiang didn't know which group he belonged to, he looked around the flying crowd, hoping to find a familiar figure. The red-eyed feather warriors had already swooped towards the human army, they rammed into the human warriors and fought hand to hand with them.Ground fighting Yuzu is by no means an opponent of the human race, but only in this way can they disrupt the human race's archers and buy time for the tribe to break through. The human army did not expect that the Yu tribe had the courage to dare to fight hand-to-hand. They were thrown into chaos by the Yu tribe warriors flying from the sky with the determination to perish together. "Rush out!" The blood-soaked feather warriors yelled under the slash of the human battle axe. The Yu clan rushed out towards this gap. ... Xiang was still staggering on the ground, the ugly and terrifying wings bound him tightly like a monster.At this time, two figures flew by in the air, they were his adoptive parents. Xiang shouted loudly and stretched out his hands towards them, but they looked at the terrible remnant wings behind Xiang, and finally folded towards the sky and left. "Don't leave me!" Xiang shouted in despair.As if a huge black shadow rushed towards him, he was engulfed in darkness all of a sudden.