Compared to his youthful appearance, Xue Mo's actual age was far beyond their imagination.
He and his people have lived here thousands of years ago. Iron-eating beasts are born with great strength, but by nature they like to be comfortable and aloof from the world. However, other monsters are not like this. In the long-term struggle, ferocious monsters occupied the mountain tops one after another. The territory of the iron-eating beasts became fragmented, they were scattered, and their numbers became smaller and smaller. When Xue Mo cultivated into a human form and had enough demonic power to rely on, he went around to look for his former clansmen, and was shocked to find that he was the only survivor.
His remaining "family" are humans. Xue Mo clearly remembered that when the iron-eating beast clan had not yet declined, they often met people living in the mountains. Some people fear them and covet them, but more people love them and regard them as the embodiment of good luck. These people live in peace with the iron-eating beasts, and even spontaneously sacrifice to them out of enthusiasm. As a monster, Xue Mo received help from these powers of faith, and he also developed a sense of gratitude and care for the human race.
Having said this, he lowered his eyes and looked at his human hands.
"More than ten years ago, there was peace and joy here. It was just a lack of resources and most of them relied on trade with the outside world. After the arrival of the divine bird... everything changed. Human beings became the prey and playthings of monsters, and the relationship between monsters and monsters The weak prey on the strong, and they fight endlessly. Everything is getting worse than before, but I still can't change anything. All I can do is to build a shelter here for these people who believe in me and like me, but are now as helpless as me. Human beings who are at home, provide a home for us all.”
"So I understand your confusion, but I also hope you understand that I don't want my only home, my only home, to attract war from the outside world." He raised his head and seriously scanned the five people in front of him one by one, "This The existence of the village to this day is partly due to the generosity of Lord Bird. He turned a blind eye and allowed the existence of this place. We just want to live peacefully and do not want to interfere with his rule, nor will we bring anything to him Threat. The outside is very unstable for humans. Now that you have found this place, I will not kick you out. Just rest and wait until dawn before making plans. Although it is not convenient to stay here for a long time, I will let you stay in peace for two days. I think it’s still okay.”
"Qi and my friends are very grateful..."
"Listen to what I have to say." Xue Mo shook his head slightly, "But, since you have some issues with Lord Garuda - I want you to swear that after you leave here, don't say that you have been here. Don't reveal that it's me. I took you in."
"Okay, I promise you." Bai Ya replied on behalf of his companions, "...and, thank you very much."
If you die young, people named Bai will say thank you.
After such a long time, a few people can finally sit down and have a serious hot meal, which is inevitably touching. Aoyan held the bowl and sighed more than once. It was the first time since she got off the boat that she was so leisurely and comfortable. Xue Mo went to visit several villagers to calculate this year's harvest and the current situation of each household. There are only a few of them left here, cooking chowder.
"It's good to live here..."
She held the hot porridge and looked out the window at night. There are dots of light in the sky, and there are thousands of lights on the ground. They set off each other and are so beautiful. The stove in the center was burning brightly, lighting up everyone's face. Unfortunately, there are always people who like to pour cold water on you when you are relaxed and make you nervous again.
"Yeah, it would be better if I didn't have to hide for the rest of my life."
"I'm just sighing, why are you so serious?"
"Didn't you forget what we came here for?"
"How could I forget!" She raised her voice to retort to Bai Ya, "I don't really live here."
Qi Huan swallowed a mouthful of porridge and shook his head helplessly.
"I think so. Regardless of our situation, the people here are really laid-back."
"You think so?" Liu Shenghan rarely spoke, "To me, this place is nothing more than a larger cage. They imprisoned themselves in this small world and lived a life of self-knowledge. Over time, , which flowers are under which trees, and which section of the river has the best fish, it’s very boring to know them all clearly.”
"Oh? So you like adventure." Qi Huan was a little surprised, "I thought your lifelong pursuit was your little house, and occasionally going out to pick grass and buy things."
"When did I say that? In Xiangyuan, what I said to the Gandharva was also sincere. I don't hate the same life, but I don't like it either. Do you think that I am happy to stay in that small place... …It’s just that I have nowhere to go. If I want to learn more about new and novel herbs, I need to move around.”
But no matter how much they talked, Jun Aoyan was no longer as relaxed as before. She knew very well that she and Bai Ya had the same problem to some extent. An adoptive father and a biological father are both worthy of their respect, but there is still no news about them to this day. At that time, she was thinking in the Sacred Bird Temple that it would be great if Lord Garuda could use the wish-fulfilling beads to help them find their father. They would not have to try every means to find a foothold here to find or even rob the treasures of the gods. . Doesn't this complicate a simple problem? But she knew that Garuda was actually not an easy person to talk to. Although his attitude was much gentler, he was actually very tough. From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on them, and he would not waste his divine power to satisfy their "boring" wishes. Otherwise, how could he come up with such bizarre and mean rules?
Bai Ya didn't speak anymore, and so did Ao Yan. Only Qi Huan and Sheng Han chatted wordlessly among the people in the circle. Mingming has been immersed in eating, and her appetite is really quite large, almost twice as much as a normal person. Bai Ya also secretly wondered whether this might also be related to his status as a symbiotic bird. Of course, the consumption of physical strength and demonic power needs food to replenish it. The saying that one body can bear two souls... It's not like he has never heard of it before, but this is the first time he has seen it. This will inevitably cause a great loss of supplementary power. Now, he's just a kid and might be able to survive on just a lot of food. But what about when he grows up? His feelings for humans are probably very limited, after all, the villagers treat his family that way. Will he be like other monsters in the future? Originally, he was a child with little common sense and moral values. If he tried to survive in the future, he would probably abandon the more human parts.
Otherwise you will die.
He shook his head silently. It's a waste of time to think about so many things that don't belong to him. But there is no way, no one has a clue about their own purpose. The more he thought about it, the more headache he got, and he had to think of something else to divert his attention.
Feeling so good, Mingming quickly finished her meal, put the bowl on the ground, and suddenly stared straight at Bai Ya. He didn't care at first, but he got a little annoyed when this brat kept staring at him with his big green eyes.
"What are you doing?"
This tone was more like a threat than a question, with a demeanor of "If you look again, I'll pluck out your eyeballs and stomp on them like cannons." However, Mingming showed no fear and instead talked to him:
"I heard you guys come here to see your family. That's great. I don't even know what my dad looks like."
"..."
Bai Ya knew that he should say some words of comfort at this time. But who will comfort him? Forget it, he doesn't need it, and this child shouldn't need it either - he will be spoiled and become fragile. If you want to survive in troubled times, you cannot be vulnerable.
"I still remember it." Jun Aoyan smiled lightly, but frowned slightly, "But that was all a long time ago. I guess his hair is white now. Maybe he has grown it. Grow a long mustache."
Her thoughts were still too optimistic, and Bai Ya didn't want to hurt her. After all, it wouldn't do him any good. Whether their father is dead or alive is still unclear, so anything they say now is in vain. He felt that his father was very tough and had been on so many missions without any major accidents. The only time he had done so was when his mother's life was lost. Speaking of which, he has no memory of his mother. His father had a painting that was later burned. It was his mother's appearance in the painting, but so much time passed that he honestly couldn't remember it at all. After all, the two of them have never met and have no feelings for each other. All the memories of their mother are learned from their father's mouth.
Shirasa never shied away from death. He has taken care of his children since he was a child. Even if he leaves Zuo Zhenmen, if he wants to live a comfortable life, he still needs the skill of eating. All he knows how to do is kill.
Bai Ya has seen death too many times, and death is numbing. He came to realize that he had nothing to fear, even to his father's embarrassment. He believes that death is not sacred, but it is solemn. It seems a bit ironic that the killer knows this, but it should be somewhat respectful to the deceased. After Baisha discovered that his son was slow to a certain extent, he often suffered from headaches. Everyone cherishes their lives, and killers should know even more. Even those who are murderous will only despise the death of others. But why did Bai Ya not feel anything even when he was in danger several times? He himself doesn't know. He just felt that there was nothing to be afraid of. Everyone was destined to die and it was only a matter of time.
The contempt for self-death may be the confusion about life. Shirasa began to suspect that he had downplayed his mother's death too lightly. It's a pity that he didn't have enough time to let his son understand that he was already in jail or even living in another country.
"Do you miss your mother?"
Hearing this, Bai Ya was suddenly startled, but he quickly realized that Jun Aoyan was asking Mingming. He was confused for a while, nodded, and then shook his head.
"I should think so."
"Why is there still a proper explanation?"
"Think when you think about it, don't think about it when you don't think about it."
This sounds a bit...nonsense, but coming from a child, it's a bit strange. Liu Shenghan thought for a while and asked him:
"What do you think, Sheng Sheng? Your sister...will she blame your mother?"
Mingming shook her head.
"there has never been."
"Good."
Bai Ya put down the bowl and continued casually, symbolically showing his presence. To his surprise, Qi Huan suddenly grabbed his words and asked:
"Have you seen your mother's paintings? Are they beautiful?"
"What are you thinking about? Look less at pictures of beauties and read more poems and books. The only one was painted by my father later. How could there be a portrait of the killer before he was alive?"
"Wow, your mother is a killer, so handsome." Mingming was actually a little excited, "I want to be a killer too."
"Don't even think about it." Bai Ya said angrily.
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