"Lie down?" I asked, puzzled.

The sudden words of the Lord God made me fall into deep thought, a dark room with a faint merman oil lamp, and three stone beds large enough for two people to lie down, coupled with the Lord God's misty eyes and neatly built beard, which could not help but send chills down my back, and I pondered the meaning behind this sentence.

Could it be that the main god recently read modern culture at night, and his mind was affected, and he was actually contaminated with some special hobbies. Although I personally look really thin and tender, and when I am bored in the human world, I also wear women's clothes at the instigation of Rong Rong, but I am a full macho man at heart, if there is really an emergency, I really forgive my fate.

The main god's face was expression, still staring at the stone bed and never looking away, "If you are told to lie down, you will lie down, why don't you write a novel if you think so much?"

I would like to explain that when the Lord God reads my thoughts, but I also think that explanations are tantamount to quibbling, and I am afraid that the cats will get darker and darker, and then they will be out of control. Now all I can do is resign myself to my fate, and I lay on the stone bed with my legs kicked.

The cold touch instantly invaded my body, and my body temperature gradually dropped to a relatively cool state, without feeling cold and biting. If this artifact can be mass-produced and then get to the human world, even if it is to sell tickets and take turns to experience it, I guess it will be a good business opportunity.

After I lay down, the Lord God seemed to be silently reciting some difficult word, and his voice was so low that when it came to my ears, I thought it was a foreign language.

I have to say that as the master of the Six Realms, the Lord God of the Supreme God is really very knowledgeable, he also understands the knowledge we know, he also understands the knowledge we don't understand, and he also loves to study, and he understands new knowledge quickly.

The more I thought about it, the heavier these two eyelids became, but this stone bed also had the effect of helping sleep.

When his consciousness was weak, he suddenly heard the Lord God whispering, as if to say: Everything is in your dream.

What do you mean? Is the Lord God working on me to create dreams......

I don't know how long it took, I don't know what happened during the time I was asleep, but when I opened my eyes, the scenery around me had already changed, and my perspective was actually looking down, and the sound of fanning wings kept ringing in my ears, trying to turn my head to look, but the range of movement of my neck was limited. Still, I noticed something unusual in my body sensations and the itching sensation in my hair, and my mouth was open and I was screaming birds.

To sum up, I am a little bird at the moment. Standing by the lake, I was a little dumbfounded, but this bird's head couldn't make any expression, which really made me a little frightened, but when I thought that the main god must have a reason for such an arrangement, I felt much more comfortable in my heart. However, even if the soul wears it, it doesn't matter if it's an eagle, at least it's the top of the food chain in the sky, and it's such a little bird that I'm afraid that when I fly, I suddenly become the ration in the mouth of some guy who doesn't have long eyes.

When I first came here, the unfamiliar environment was more like a primeval deep forest, and I flew in the direction of the north, and when I was tired, I stopped at the treetops to rest, fortunately, the birds were not often thirsty, otherwise finding water would be a problem.

The smell of rotting corpses wafted in the air, and a few crows flew noisily over my head, and I hurried after them, flying alone for so long, but finally ran into my own kind.

The crow at the end looked at me curiously, "Your meat at such a small size will not taste good." ”

I admired the black humor and nodded, "You're right, I'm not tasty." ”

"How do you know it's not tasty, have you ever eaten your own kind?" the crow asked.

I replied, "How is it possible, how can I think of such a lovely creature as I cannibalism." ”

The crow also nodded, "That's right, there should have been a lot of dead people on the battlefield in front, and we smelled carrion from afar, but it will be our turn after the vultures have eaten it, and now it's just the right time to rush over, so you can go with you." ”

"Battlefield?" I wondered again, "where is this?"

The crow fluttered its wings and opened its beak wide, as if it felt incredulous, "Have you come from a foreign country? Recently, there have been frequent human wars, and the people who died in large and small battles are still on the battlefield and no one takes care of them. ”

Belch... This has nothing to do with what we eat, well, we don't fundamentally belong to the same kind of birds, and our body types will naturally be different.

However, listening to the crow, where is this place I have come to?

"It's here!" the crow chirped, then began to sprint diagonally downward.

When I looked down, I saw a river of blood on the ground, and hundreds of corpses were lying on it, and the scene was extremely bloody. In this way, I am returning to the ancient battlefield, the long period of cold weapons.

The crows stopped at the edge, enjoying a meal on a mutilated corpse, and for a moment I seemed to see the crows' eyes turn blood-red.

It's hard for me to stay any longer, and I want to get out of here with wings. Then the crow shouted again, "There is danger ahead, you don't want to go over." ”

I asked, "What's at stake?"

The crow said: "There is a human child, very scary, often rummaging in the pile of dead people, even the vultures are no match for it, so you thin little bird should not fly over." ”

I have been a dissolute and freedom-loving person all my life, and I have never seen any great wind and waves, no matter how miraculous it is, after all, I flipped my wings and flew towards the hillside where the corpses were piled up.

The mountain of corpses was about one story high, as if someone had deliberately placed it like this. I circled below and continued to fly upwards.

At the top of it was a sword with a shiny hilt, and it didn't look like a soldier's weapon. Next to the sword lay a boy, his fair skin covered in blood, with his eyes closed, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

I landed on his chest, and the ensuing ups and downs proved that he was still alive, and I kept jumping on top of him, and the boy slept deeply and did not wake up. Gradually, I felt a little tired, so I stood on the boy's chest and took a nap.

Suddenly, a pair of small hands grabbed me, and two small hands ripped my wings apart. The boy's face was expressionless, but his mouth was open, and I saw his blood-red teeth, the blood had long since dried up, and even a foul smell came out, and it was obvious that the blood did not come from his body.

His mouth stopped moments before biting off my bird's head, and then he smiled innocently like a child, and said to himself, "You're so small, it won't work in your stomach." ”

When I heard this, I was shocked by the decision of the main god to be wise and martial, it turned out that it still made sense to become a little bird, at least the problem of survival was guaranteed.

The boy drew his sword, slid down the mountain with one hand and me in the other.

"Are you hungry?" a figure blocked the boy's path.

"Oh?" said the boy, "I am not hungry, and if I can eat a big meal, the meat buns that I stole at the market some time ago are delicious, and I will never forget them." ”

When the boy finished speaking, the two of them burst out laughing.

But I didn't feel like they knew each other, for I saw the boy clenching his sword and preparing to attack at any moment.

And I took advantage of the difficulty of the boy's left hand to move and barely raised my head to see the face of the person in front of me, which surprised me to see none other than my master!

But at this time, the master looked obviously different in temperament, more of a scholarly atmosphere, which also caused me to not recognize him at the first time.

The master said to the boy, "Come with me, I'll take you to eat meat buns." ”

The boy replied, "Why did I go with you?"

The master said, "Because I have meat buns to eat and a bed to sleep in with me." ”

The sword in the boy's hand was finally put down, maybe it was because my master's charm was too great, and he didn't have any doubts, he carried the sword that was taller than a person on his shoulder, and followed the master up and down.

As I walked along the road, the crows next to the corpse dispersed, and the crow with whom I had spoken a few times saw that I had been caught by humans, and actually let out a sigh, as if to say, "Go all the way."

Master suddenly said: "The sword is a sharp weapon, and it is also a weapon that hurts people, and it can also be used to protect everything you care about, what are you holding the sword for?"

The boy lowered his head and thought for a moment, then replied, "To survive." ”

Master smiled, and the long-lost smiling face appeared in front of my eyes again, and I felt that my eyes were a little moist, but I couldn't help but shed a single tear.

Master is gentle, I've always thought so.

"The bird?" Master asked, pointing at me.

Only then did the boy realize that I was holding in his hand, and he opened his palm, and I flew up and landed on the boy's shoulder.

The boy looked away at me and smiled, "A friend." ”

Master turned his hands behind his back and raised his chest, "Oh, I want to bring your friends with you that meat bun." ”

The boy walked after the master, with a sword on his shoulders and two arms on it, lazy. And I stood on top of the sword and watched it all as if it were yesterday.

The master who appeared in the dream-making technique, did this kind of plot ever really happen, so who is this young man who rummaged through the dead people's belongings on the battlefield?

With this question in mind, I followed Master and Master to a village called Ji County. After a period of surveying, I flew around the village for several days, and finally found a mountain not far from the village, and found a hole in the back of the mountain.

Don't think about it, this place is Ji County in ancient times, the hometown of Huang Zhuhe and Li Caiwei.

Master opened a medical center in the village, and in addition to providing free medical treatment to the villagers on weekdays, he also set up a private school in the lobby to teach the children in the village for free.

After coming and going, everyone in the neighboring villages knew that there was a taciturn apprentice in Lang Zhong who taught for free in Ji County, and many parents who came here sent their children to the master. As the number of people grew, Master built a new school in the courtyard, and even if there were many people, he did not complain and did not charge a cent.

Another day passed, and an uninvited guest came to the hospital, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and in good health. I stood in the trees in the yard and saw it all.

It turned out that this guy was a thug hired by the teacher in the next village, and he wanted to come over to teach this gentleman who taught classes for free. But Na Cheng didn't want to see the protagonist, but he was stopped by a thin boy who was a little bit of himself.

The boy didn't speak, he was snorting, probably just woke up. The big guy didn't talk too much nonsense, and raised his fist and attacked the boy. The boy was very agile, and with a few movements, he flipped the big man to the ground with the force of this blow.

The big man was not reconciled when he got up, but the children in the school ran out to see the excitement, and it was not good to start, so he asked the boy's name before leaving.

The boy clasped his nostrils and said expressionlessly, "Cliff." ”

"My name is Daito. The big man said, "Wait for me, you boy, I'll come again." ”

In the last few days, Dadong will come over in the morning, and after being hit by a cliff, he will leave the hospital in a gloomy manner, and this has been the case for several days.

As Daito's face became more swollen day by day, I saw that this person's face was somewhat similar to that of the Winter God.