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At this moment, in the Extreme Fire Palace, above the small attic, Xiao Rou really came to listen to the restless song of birds in the silent mountain forest.

"Why didn't you see Sister Ling today?" said the little figure to herself, supporting her head with her hands.

Maybe no one understands the loneliness and loneliness of such a little girl, everyone here is thinking about asking for immortals all day long. I keep cultivating every day, so that I don't have to worry about these worldly trivial things, but this little girl is doing the mundane world here, how can he not worry.

With Sister Ling playing chess with her yesterday, playing chess alone in the gazebo today is particularly boring. Let the wind gradually blow and the sunset gradually set, Xiao Rou was at a loss. After taking care of himself, he silently packed up his things, left the gazebo, and walked to his residence.

Mr. Yan Lie still ignores the world like that, closing his eyes slightly, it seems that Taishan will not change his face when he collapses in front of him, and he will not even open his eyes.

Xiao Rou knew that it was Mr. who was practicing in silence and couldn't be disturbed, so she didn't dare to disturb this master who needed to be the abbot for the sake of her own smile and loneliness, so tonight she was the only one alone.

"If you don't come, you won't come, anyway, here, I've always been alone, haven't I?" Xiaorou comforted herself.

Xiao Rou stood up and opened the window in front of her a little wider, so that the breeze from the mountains and forests could blow in a little more. Sure enough, a hint of coolness wafted in an instant, and Xiao Rou did not avoid the limelight, but let the mountain wind sweep across her cheeks. Even the company of the wind is good, Xiaorou told herself.

Following the trajectory of the wind, there is also the familiar sound of the song of a hundred birds. After carefully feeling the comfort of the wind, Xiao Rou took another sip of warm tea, and then sat down to listen carefully to what the birds in this blessed land of Lingshan would say.

Xiao Rou sat up straight, pricked up her ears, and listened carefully. What came into my ears was a constant tumult, like mourning, like fright, like helplessness, and as if there was nothing to do about the future・・・・・・

"Could it be that the birds also have something on their minds?" Although Xiao Rou may be in a different situation from them, she has nothing to be happy about.

Xiao Rou listened carefully for a while, and felt that it was still so elusive, so she lay on the table. Let your churning heart fall silent in the night.

With a "fluttering sound", Xiao Rou who had just fallen down sat up in an instant, and a phantom flashed and fell on his table, and then pecked the small teacup in front of Xiao Rou. However, at this time, there was no water in the teacup in front of Xiaorou・・・・・・

After Xiao Rou settled down, she looked carefully at the bird in front of her, and it turned out to be an owl all the time. But Xiao Rou didn't dare to be sure, and waited for the bird, which was still pecking at her teacup, for a long time, and then asked softly, "Are you an owl?"

The little round slippery head was still pecking at the teacup by itself, ignoring Xiaorou's greetings.

Xiao Rou stretched out her hand to touch the round bastard. But as soon as he got closer, the little bastard turned his little pointed mouth to peck at his fingers. Xiao Rou was not frightened, and quickly stopped her hand, but she was still pecked, but it was very light, so Xiao Rou was not angry, and smiled slightly: "Are you thirsty?"

Xiao Rou stretched out her hand to pour a glass of water for the little bastard who was not sure if it was the legendary owl, but as soon as her hand stretched out, she immediately attracted the little bastard to turn her head to her fingers, so Xiao Rou hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I won't take it." ”

Xiao Rou picked up the small teapot and added water to the cup not far away. Sure enough, when Xiao Rou was adding water, your little bastard was pecking at the flowing water, pecking non-stop, maybe someone was still a little hot, and the little guy was bouncing on the table, "seemingly" happy.

After pouring the water, the little guy drank the water one by one, despite the fact that he had just been scalded by hot water.

Xiao Rou watched the little guy drink the water, raised his pointed hook mouth, swung his little head, and then fluttered his wings, and was finally amused by the little guy, so he covered his mouth and laughed softly.

At this time, the little guy finally turned his head, waited for a pair of small pairs of eyes, glared at Xiao Rou, and then let out a cry of "Ouou" as if he was grateful.

Xiao Rou smiled again, and then stretched out a plain finger, pointed at the little muddy ball, to be precise, put a finger under the little bastard's mouth, and asked, "Are you ・・・・・・" Xiao Rou quickly moved her head in front of the little bastard, "Is it an owl?"

This time, the little bastard was so frightened that he squatted on the table, and then nodded cutely. Then he flapped his wings again, as if he had difficulty standing up.

Xiao Rou was proud of this successful sneak attack and couldn't stop laughing.

The owl seemed to be glaring at Xiao Rou angrily, looking ready to fly up at any time to teach Xiao Rou a lesson・・・・・・

Xiao Rou stopped laughing, and then looked at the little guy: "Don't you sleep at night?" Xiao Rou probably didn't know that owls were birds that only came out at night. Xiao Rou only heard the birdsong every night, but she never saw the bird fly out, so she thought that the birds would go to bed at night. The mournful cry was supposed to be the sound of the big bird calling for the little bird that flew out to play.

The little bastard looked at him, nodding or shaking his head, as if looking at a fool who asked idiotic questions. If the little bastard understands Xiaorou's words, I think the laughing bastard will definitely say, my sister who slept for a day, at this time, come out for activities, and you let me go back to sleep.

Seeing that the little bastard didn't answer, Xiao Rou lost interest and stood up by herself. "I can't sleep either, I don't have anything to do all day, I read books and play chess all by myself・・・・・・"

Xiao Rou paused for a moment, and then said, "Are you also alone?" The little bastard still didn't answer, and looked at Xiao Rou deeply again・・・・・・

"No, I said it wrong, it's been ・・・・・・ birds"

"Fluttering Ridge", the little bastard glared at Xiao Rou for the last time and flew away・・・・・・

Xiao Rou stretched out her hand again, as if she wanted to keep the little bastard, but the night was hazy, and the little bastard had already disappeared・・・・・・

The night is still so poignant, the moonlight doesn't know whether it is soft or white, the mountain wind blows again, Xiao Rou can always clearly feel that after the stars change, another hour is about to pass.

Xiao Rou woke up from a nap, "I can't do this, I'm going back to sleep." ”

Xiao Rou stood up and prepared to walk down the attic. After just a few steps, Xiao Rou turned her head and looked back. "The little owl didn't come after all. "Is it angry?" Xiao Rou didn't blame herself, blaming herself for not laughing at it・・・・・・

The night is still so dark, is it true that people are lonely? Although this is not a problem that Xiao Rou should consider, but now it deeply troubles Xiao Rou. Let the world behind me be swallowed up by darkness, I am still alone, I am still myself, I have not gained, I have not lost, what is there to be unhappy?。.。