Chapter 256 26: Good night, my friend
"My knife is for more than just cutting fries!"

High in the sky, the little soul crow was fighting alone with the big buzzard. After all, this guy was big enough, and even if he was attacked and cut, he still had the strength to fight.

The hatred between the two due to territory has a long history. Whenever they have the chance, they will gang up on the other side's lone guys. Their hatred is deep-rooted.

Now the little soul crow felt that the big buzzard was pinned down by it, and a few little buzzards should not pose any threat to the inspector, so it concentrated on fighting the enemy and tried its best to delay until its own crow army arrived. If these stupid birds still did not know what was good for them by then, then it would not spare its strength and would continue to use the soul lamp to find an opportunity to teleport behind the opponent and cut off its little bird brain.

But before it could put this idea into action, during the battle, it saw the inspector suddenly appear on the head of the buzzard, with red eyes. Like a woodpecker, his claws dug into the buzzard's flesh and his beak pecked at it like a machine gun.

The grip of the Soul Crow's claws made it difficult for the buzzard to flap its wings, and its body began to stall and tumble uncontrollably, leaving a long cry in the sky.

"It's ruined, all ruined! Stupid bird! It's all your fault! I'm going to take out your heart and feed it to the fish!"

The Soul Crow said something that the Buzzard couldn't understand, its eyes were red, and they fell down after pecking at each other.

The two twisted into a ball, hit the water with a bang, and quickly sank into the waves without making much splash.

In the sky, Little Soul Crow's crow army had arrived. Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining Eurasian buzzards dared not stay any longer and scattered, fleeing for their lives.

The little soul crow no longer had the heart to pay attention to these other birds. It flew onto a reef and looked around in the waves.

But the ocean was so vast that the Little Soul Crow wasn't sure where the Big Soul Crow had landed. It could only look around anxiously, trying to command the crows to find it.

But most of the crows have never entered the sea and only dare to hover in the sky, hesitating to move forward.

Just when the Little Soul Crow thought that the Big Soul Crow was in great danger this time, a lavender floating on the sea was snatched by the Big Soul Crow that broke through the water. Then, the Big Soul Crow, covered in wounds, flew up with difficulty, with a heart that was still bleeding in its claws.

"Boss Inspector, are you okay?" Little Soul Crow hurriedly came forward to ask.

The Great Soul Crow shook his head, glanced at the surging sea, and casually threw away the heart in his claws. He said tiredly, "Take me to a safe place first."

Following a few calls from the Little Soul Crow, the crows gathered together and carried the Big Soul Crow, which was unable to fly, towards a park in the city.

"It's absolutely safe here. All my brothers are here. If that's not enough, I know brothers in several nearby cities. I can ask them to bring all the crows here and clean up those eagles." The Little Soul Crow looked aggressive but also a little hesitant and uneasy.

Not actively destroying the balance of nature is also one of the compulsory courses for Soul Crow.

If we clear out those Eurasian buzzards, I don’t know if that would be considered a violation of the Wise Crow’s rules.

But the inspector was attacked in his own territory, which was too embarrassing for him. It would be too frustrating if he didn't do anything.

The Great Soul Crow remained silent, staring blankly at the dried lavender specimen in front of him.

The task that Phaedra's father asked her to do was completely messed up. The camera was gone, and only this lavender was left. Although it was beautiful, it didn't look rare, and it was even more difficult to prove that it was the memory her father left for her.

After running around all this time and almost arriving, I failed at the last moment. Am I, such an incompetent person, really worthy of being Phaedra's friend?
Soul Crow was a little confused.

Its mind was now filled with the picture that Phaedra's father had given it, which he wanted his daughter to see. The most important thing was this picture, but it couldn't even accomplish such a small thing.

At that time, when the camera fell into the sea, it felt unprecedented despair and madness. What kind of emotion was that? It didn't know, but it was undoubtedly extremely uncomfortable, and it didn't know how to make up for it.

I cast my wandering eyes around the park, which seemed to have been occupied by crows. Even though it was not yet dusk, the crows were standing quietly on the treetops, blocking the sunlight. The brightness around seemed to dim a little, and the psychological pressure it brought to people was endless, which could be seen from the few visitors.

But at the same time, because of its peculiar appearance, it has attracted some photographers from other places, who specifically stay here just to take a satisfactory photo.

"I have occupied this park for a long time. I have recruited all the crows nearby as my little brothers. They are very useful at critical moments. I also know a good human photographer. As long as we take some rare photos for him, he can bring us a lot of French fries." Seeing that the Soul Crow's attention was on the park, the Little Soul Crow also began to introduce it.

The Soul Crow did not respond immediately, and continued to stare blankly at everything around it. Disappointment and unwillingness continued to erode its heart, and then, slowly, a glimmer of hope gradually ignited in its eyes.

"I have something that has nothing to do with my duties and may even get me punished. Are you willing to help me?"

"Just say it! Inspector, we are friends!" Little Soul Crow didn't take the punishment from Soul Crow seriously.

Soul Crow was a little dazed: "Do you understand what my friend means?"

The little soul crow tilted its head and said, "I've seen many humans call their kind this way. Should we soul crows be able to call them this way, too?"

".Yes, we are friends, thank you. Thank you for your help all the time."

Soul Crow lowered his head, looked at the lavender, and murmured.

A few days later, in the hospital.

Phaedra raised her pale hand, wiped away the tears from Talia's eyes, and smiled weakly.

"Mom, Phaedra doesn't feel any pain."

Talia bit her lips so hard, it hurt, that she could barely hold back the urge to cry. The smile on her face was ugly, and she was choking and unable to speak.

"Mom, can I go back to the original ward? I'm alone here, and I'm scared." Phaedra put down her hands, looked at the ceiling, and asked softly.

"Don't be afraid, dear, I will always be here with you."

Thalia clutched Phaedra's hand, afraid that she, too, would leave her without a word.

"Mom, do you think Mr. Crow will come back to that room to find me? I'm afraid he won't be able to find me." Phaedra was a little worried.

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Crow is still at home, he is waiting for you to come back."

".Mom, is Dad not coming back?"

"No, he will come back. You have to get better before you can see him, understand?"

Bang bang bang.

The window was being knocked violently. Talia turned around in shock and saw a child shouting and jumping on the corridor window, seeming to be saying something anxiously.

"Nonsense! Whose child is this?! Do you know that this is an important ward? If you scare the people inside—Ah! How dare you bite me, you little bastard, don't run away!"

By the time Talia opened the door, the corridor was already in a bit of a mess. "Phedra! Phaedra! Crow, Crow is back! Don't drag me! I can walk by myself!" Seba, who was in the same ward as Phaedra, was dragged away by a nurse whose arms were thicker than his waist, but he was still shouting at Phaedra's ward.

The shouting sounded into the room through the open door, perking up the drowsy Phaedra.

"Mom, mom, is it Seba? Did he just say that Mr. Crow is back?" Fedra raised her hands as hard as she could and asked anxiously.

Talia hesitated. She couldn't quite remember the child's name, and how did he know Mr. Crow? Even if Phaedra told him, he had never seen him, so how could he be sure? More importantly, the crow had disappeared long ago. Could it be that it really found its way here by following the smell?
"Honey, he's probably just talking nonsense."

"It's not nonsense."

The door was half open and had not been closed in time. While Seba was luring the nurse away, a girl half of her body appeared from the door. Her face, which originally had no expression, now seemed excited but she didn't know how to express it. It was Anne who was in the same ward with Phaedra before.

"Phedra, I think that must be the Mr. Crow you mentioned. It's back, and I don't know how to put it. Everyone is watching. Come quickly too! It must be a gift for you."

With that, Annie trotted away.

Phaedra looked at her mother with hope. Talia sighed and said, "Mr. Crow is indeed missing, but do you think he can really find his way here?"

"Mom, didn't you say that when I miss it, it is also thinking about me. It must know where I am."

Talia didn't respond. She carefully helped Phaedra up and put clothes on her that were not suitable for the season. Then the two of them slowly walked out of the room.

The corridor now was even more chaotic than before. Some patients or nurses even started jogging in the corridor and ran to the bridge connecting the two buildings. They pointed and talked outside, and the sound of mobile phones taking pictures never stopped.

Seba and Annie, two little patients, took advantage of the fact that no one dared to bully them, and pushed open a position with the best viewing position, constantly greeting Phaedra.

"Phedra! Come on, this is a good spot!"

"What's wrong with you two kids? Where are your parents? Aren't they supervising you?" Someone was squeezed out of the best position before he could even take his photo. Seeing that it was two little brats, he felt unwilling and wanted to snatch the position back.

Just as he reached out his hand to the expressionless Anne, her taciturn and strong old father stood up, grabbed his hand, stood in front of him, a head taller and a lot stronger than him, and just stared at him expressionlessly.

". What I mean is, the child is still young, parents should keep an eye on him and be careful not to bump into him, that's it. Move aside, move aside, don't you see there's a child?!"

Phaedra's breathing was a little rapid. As the crowd gradually made way, the scene gradually unfolded before her eyes, and she could finally see what these people were watching.

It is no wonder that they were so eager to watch, because it was indeed an indescribable spectacle.

Talia, who was holding Phaedra, opened her mouth wider and wider, wondering if she was hallucinating.

Look, outside the window, there is a continuous sea of ​​purple flowers, just hanging in the air, covering their vision like a scroll. The flowers are still swaying with the breeze, and people can even smell the faint fragrance of lavender coming from afar, giving people a wonderful feeling of being in a lavender field.

Yes, how could a sea of ​​flowers float in the sky? When Talia came to her senses from the shock and took a closer look, she discovered that the so-called sea of ​​flowers was actually made up of birds dyed purple. They were like a whole, swaying in an unusually orderly manner, ups and downs, forming lavender swaying in the wind on the high and low hills.

It was as if they had been specially trained by someone, but who could train so many birds to perform such movements?

Phaedra didn't think about all this, she just stared at him blankly, unable to speak for a long time.

This picture seemed exactly the same as the imagined scene she had told her father about. It also seemed like the lavender field that her father took her to in her dream a few days ago.

"Your friend will bring this sea of ​​flowers back for me." She remembered what her father said in her dream when he touched her head.

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Before her eyes, a crow glided closer, holding a lavender in its beak, and landed in front of Phaedra.

"Mr. Crow?"

Soul Crow said nothing, but nodded and placed the lavender on her outstretched hand.

The purple crow looks okay from a distance, but when you look up close and see its new feathers that haven't grown out yet, it looks so funny.

Phaedra stroked the Soul Crow's feathers with heartache. This time the Soul Crow did not dodge, but allowed the other party to touch it gently. Even when it touched the wound, it did not dodge.

"Ahem, ladies, do you mind if I take a photo of you and this strange purple crow? I think it will be beautiful with the sea of ​​flowers behind you."

Behind him, a photographer with a crow on his shoulder approached and offered.

".Thank you, sir." Talia did not refuse.

"It's my pleasure."

The photographer carefully glanced at the crow next to him, took a deep breath, picked up the camera, and framed the scene in front of him.

The haggard mother wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her frail daughter cried for joy, her tears sliding down her cheeks like pearls, crystal clear. Her hands were still holding the drooping lavender. Next to her was the purple shed crow, holding a small blue lantern in its beak, looking at the camera earnestly. Behind them was the purple sea of ​​flowers composed of birds that could not be ignored.

"One, two cheese."

The picture was frozen, at least the happiness of this moment was forever frozen in this photo, which was so similar to Phaedra's painting. The picture she longed for was already seen.

"Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Crow."

"I will never forget this day, no matter where I am."

"When you miss me, it must be me who is missing you."

cemetery.

By the time the funeral was over, it was already night.

Soul Crow carefully placed the developed photo in a corner of the tombstone, and then stood there for a long time.

"Good night, my friend."

It silently looked up at the moonlight, but it didn't know whether hanging there was Phaedra's eternal dream.

(End of this chapter)