A delicate balance was achieved between the birds and the others in the forest, and as the strange bird swallowed another shrimp flesh stained with white particles, Chang Zhaowen felt that an extremely slight "ticking" sound sounded in the depths of his heart, but nothing happened.

He looked around in confusion and found nothing.

But he found a confused expression similar to his own in the strange bird.

Could it be ...... The strange bird also heard something.

"Hey, ......" Chang Zhaowen didn't have time to say a word more, he felt that his feet were shaking, his eyes were dark, and the next second, when he came back to his senses again, he found that the grass under his feet was no longer slippery, but instead a flat pine floor, and the surrounding air seemed to be filled with a faint smell of rosin.

Here it is......

He was stunned for three seconds before he realized that he had now been teleported back to the "animal hut" that had just been built.

"Help—" There was a weak lament behind him, and Chang Zhaowen quickly turned around, but he almost didn't laugh out loud. In the forest of words, the dragon and tiger even pushed themselves close to the strange bird in the stream, and at this moment it was in trouble - it was locked in a wooden cubicle, and it was lying listless in front of the trough, showing a bored and dead expression.

There are a lot of things in the trough, and the small round particles not only fill the rectangular trough with a length of more than one meter and a width of nearly half a meter, but even exceed the height of the trough and pile up a small sharp peak. However, it is not difficult to see from the disgusted expression on the strange bird's face that although these things are in large quantities, the taste is really not good, at least they can't get into the eyes of the strange bird.

"What's in there?" Chang Zhaowen pointed to the trough, so many small particles seemed to be too much if they were feed, not to mention feeding birds, even feeding one or two pigs was more than enough.

"Master, this is a nutritious bird food specially made for the phantom owl, which contains a lot of protein, vitamins A, B, C, D, E, minerals, amino acids, trace elements......" The dwarf poked his head out from behind Chang Zhaowen's legs, and said eloquently, he was full of confidence in the feed brought by the animal hut. Although the materials needed to build an animal hut are precious, it is definitely worth the price, just like these nutritious feeds, no matter what animal can feed fat and strong.

"Wait, what kind of bird food ingredients don't matter......" A large list of nutrients came out like a cannonball, and Chang Zhao listened to the text with a lot of emotion. It turns out that this strange bird is called the phantom-faced owl, and Chang Zhaowen has always thought that it is the human-faced owl with a human face recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas". Obviously, people have a human face, and he always feels that the name that the dwarf said does not match the strange bird.

It turns out that food safety is more important than any nutritional content.

Before the dwarf could show off the nutrients contained in the bird's food, the strange bird in front of the trough suddenly let out a mournful cry, then opened its mouth, crooked its neck, and twitched its two short bird legs, and finally jumped straight, "bang", and fell straight to the floor.

Isn't it? It's hanging?!, a big big bird just kicking its legs down the street?

Chang Zhaowen didn't care what the bird should be called, pulled out the lock on the small door, opened the hard elm door, rushed into the compartment, took three steps and two steps straight to the strange bird, and stretched out his hand to lift the strange bird that was paralyzed on the ground.

At this time, the strange bird was lifeless, and the originally neat and smooth gray feathers were scattered messily, revealing the short white fluff inside, and the originally watery eyes were also closed tightly at this time, leaving only a miserable white face, which looked a little crazy.

How could the strange bird that had just been alive in the forest devouring shrimp meat and sprinkling cuteness without pressure suddenly died?

Chang Zhaowen felt confused, it was simply inexplicable, how could it be said that death is death? If this is not a bird or a human, it is simply a secret room murder! Could it be that there are too many side effects under the centering rice? Or is there something wrong with the bird food? But before they should have been teleported back to the hut at the same time, it is unlikely that the strange bird will eat much bird food in such a short period of time, right?

And looking at its disgusted eyes before, Chang Zhaowen didn't think that this foodie bird would like to eat these bird foods that look nutritious and taste absolutely scum!

"Squeak", the small wooden door that was hidden was pushed open again, and after the door of each compartment was opened, there would be a threshold more than 20 centimeters high, Chang Zhaowen didn't know what the purpose of this design was, maybe it was to prevent the feces from the animals in the compartment from flowing to the outside and staining the floor outside.

This threshold is definitely an insurmountable obstacle for the dwarf, he struggles for a while with his hands and feet before barely straddle the threshold, whether to risk jumping off a high place or find a relatively rough place to settle down slowly, this is a tangled choice question for the dwarf.

Chang Zhaowen saw that the dwarf looked embarrassed, and decided to help him.

With his left arm across his chest, he held the "corpse" of the stiffened bird like a child, strode over to the dwarf, stretched out his right hand and pulled the dwarf, who finally stumbled from the threshold to the ground in the compartment.

At this moment, the "stiff bird corpse" that had been lying motionless in the crook of Chang Zhaowen's arm suddenly rose into the air, like an arrow off the string, through the small door on the open compartment, and rushed to the vast world of freedom!

Damn the acting school! Tricked them all!

Chang Zhaowen hurriedly reached out to grab it, but the speed of the strange bird was so amazing that it had disappeared from sight without even touching a feather......

"It can't escape! The door to the hut outside is closed!" the dwarf turned and continued to climb up the threshold, only this time he changed direction, from a preoccupation with wanting to get in to a struggle to get out, his face flushed with anger: it was too much to play such a trick under the nose of his farm guardian elf!

The dwarf was now eager to pluck and skin the strange bird and teach him a good lesson, but now the threshold obstacle had once again stumped him.

Without saying a word, Chang Zhaowen took the dwarf by the collar and lifted him over the threshold, and at the same time he strode out of the cubicle.

Aside from the four separate animal spaces, the remaining public space of the animal hut is not spacious, with a narrow aisle less than a meter wide and a closed wooden door at the end of the aisle.

But fortunately, there are no sundries piled up, and the narrow aisle does not seem cramped, but there is no trace of the strange bird at a glance, strange, is this guy really a sperm, can he learn to open the door?