Mushroom Class
by Hu Donglin
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In the dark tree canopy seven or eight meters away from me, a thick branch suddenly moved, and a ghostly black owl suddenly shot out, floating quickly and silently above my head. At that moment, I had no time to react, not even to be afraid. At that time, it would only be the same, with widened and frightened eyes, watching it under the hood. The terrifying black shadow was like a night demon's kite, the cold wind was silent and sad, and its broad, black wings covered the moon. It stopped three feet above my head, spun quickly, and fell back to the branch on the left. The moonlight clearly outlines its dark outline, which is nearly half a meter long and round and thick, like a large tree tumor. Feint attack. A thought flashed through my mind. At that moment, the whole person was completely unresponsive, like a tightly tied animal. The other party could strike at any part in any way. After recovering for a moment, the second round of attacks came again. It pounced until it was a foot away from my head, then suddenly flew into the air, gathered its wings, and spun away quickly. In an instant, I smelled the slight fishy smell emanating from the feathers on its body. Although it was a feint attack, it was more powerful than last time.
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