Tang Lin has become fat, which needs to be a question mark.

Tang Lin has become heavier, there is no doubt about that.

The three hundred and sixty-five stars in his dantian were refining his muscles and flesh every moment, increasing his bone density and muscle strength, which meant that his weight was increasing every moment. So now the question comes, excavators...... Whoa, is gaining weight the same as gaining weight?

Tang Lin resolutely looked at these two points separately.

Even if he doesn't eat much now, it's because he doesn't feel hungry himself, not because he is worried about gaining weight, so he consciously cuts back on eating to try to lose weight. Tang Lin thought firmly, and then pushed all his share of food to the child's share.

Xiao Zibai obviously didn't know anything about Tang Lin's mental activities. After Tang Lin didn't eat much for more than half a month and gave all the food he found to Xiao Zibai, the child's brain made up for Mao Tuanzi's tragic act of self-sacrifice and saving food for himself, and he was full of emotion and persuaded Mao Tuanzi to eat more.

"I'm really full, I'm not hungry at all, you eat more, you haven't eaten much these days." Xiao Zibai said to Mao Tuanzi seriously, Tang Lin thought about it, pecked twice on the fruit he pushed over, and stretched out his claws to push it back.

Looking at the fruit that had barely been moved, Xiao Zibai's eyes were full of helplessness, while Tang Lin turned his head and resolutely refused.

In the process of persuading to eat and resolutely not eating, half a month soon passed. Holding Tang Lin, who was obviously a lot heavier in his arms, Xiao Zibai suddenly realized: "Tuanzi, don't you want to lose weight ......" Before he finished speaking, he was stunned by Tang Linzhao, who was embarrassed and angry. Xiao Zibai hurriedly turned his head over, avoiding this ferocious blow, he comfortingly touched Tang Lin's soft feathers, and whispered:

"Don't be afraid of being fat, it doesn't matter if you're fat, even if you are too fat to fly, I will take care of you. Besides, it's a good thing to be fat, and it's not easy to get sick. ”

Such unconvincing consolation was exchanged for a series of chicken wings. Tang Lin, who had exploded, clicked his beak angrily, fluttered his wings and staggered into the air, he aimed at Xiao Zibai in the back and whipped hard, Xiao Zibai ran with his head in front of him.

Tang Lin is not fat, he firmly believes.

But it is undeniable that now when Tang Lin is sleeping, Xiao Zibai will no longer hold him in his arms: because it is too heavy, he will have nightmares if he accidentally presses it on his chest.

Tang Lin had no choice but to sleep alone in the bird's nest next to Xiao Zibai's pillow.

- By the way, this bird's nest was made by Xiao Zibai, and Tang Lin didn't light up the skill of "nesting" at all.

Now Tang Lin and Xiao Zibai live together in a small earthen house not far from Xiaojia Village. Xiao Zibai originally lived in the firewood house of his father's house, but the environment there was harsh, wet and damp. Tang Lin originally wanted to use fire to dry the ground, but he forgot that the wood was flammable, and almost lit the firewood house into a cluster of torches, so he simply took Xiao Zibai to the outside of the village, communicated the spiritual power of the soil system, and manipulated the soil to build a hut.

In all fairness, Tang Lin, who had no knowledge of architecture, built this cottage that was not beautiful at all, with four square walls and a personal gringbone roof. The division of the room is not aesthetic at all, even the windows and doors were added later, which are not exquisite at all, and can even be said to be crude, but Xiao Zibai likes it very much.

"This will be our home from now on." Xiao Zibai hugged Tang Lin and said with joy, he hooked the corners of his lips and rubbed the soft hair on the top of Tang Lin's head, but Tang Lin didn't notice the movement of his hands at all.

…… He was busy manipulating the wind system aura to support himself, for fear that if he was not careful, his weight would crush Xiao Zibai's arm.

Even though Tang Lin was very reluctant to believe that he was getting fatter, his subjective consciousness still couldn't change the objective facts: now Xiao Zibai couldn't hold him at all if he didn't use external forces. The original cute hairy ball has been transformed into a ...... under the transformation of the pig-killing knife of time Hu Dundun's hairy dumplings.

Tang Lin: =mouth=!

I have to admit that this is really a sad story.

Tang Lin of Hudundun took Xiao Zibai to live in the "home", working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day. Xiao Zibai would go to those rarely visited mountains and forests to pick some mountain fruits and wild vegetables, while Tang Lin would hunt around under the guidance of the wind spiritual power, and at night, a man and a bird would always sleep with each other. After a period of time, "home" gradually really has a "home" flavor.

One of the biggest advantages of their "home" is that it is built in a deep valley, although it is not very far from Xiaojia Village, it is extremely secluded and almost uninhabited. This valley has no beautiful scenery, no rich products, and the path is still very remote, which is probably the reason why it is rarely inhabited, and it is precisely because of its few people that Xiao Zibai and Tang Lin can live here with peace of mind.

Originally, this house was just an ordinary small earthen house, so simple and simple that it was a mess, but Xiao Zibai tried his best to decorate it with great enthusiasm. Plant green grass on the dirt roof, dig up wild flowers from elsewhere and plant them at the base of the wall, and find beautiful smooth stones to border the windows...... He even dug up a few vines that drooped naturally and wanted to plant them on the top edge of the window as curtains, but as a matter of course he failed to plant them, and he was frustrated for several days.

Tang Lin was also infected by his enthusiasm, and every time he went out to forage for food, he would deliberately choose some animals or birds with beautiful coats, so as to leave their fur for decoration. When he finally grew from a big hairy group that could only jump to a handsome big bird, his muscles and bones became strong enough, and his wings and feathers became more powerful, the originally rough hut actually became very good, and it could be called a bit wild and natural.

Like this humble mud hut, the current Tang Lin is almost reborn compared to before. He is now a very beautiful big bird, and his call is no longer a simple "chirp", but has become a pleasant cry of Qingyue.

Although Xiao Zibai is still used to calling him "Tuanzi", he is no longer the soft (tiger) cute (dun) cute (dun) hairy dough at the beginning: at this moment, Tang Linguanling trims his tail, Hua Yu is uneven, Longwen has a turtle's back, and a swallow-jawed chicken beak, which is a little like a phoenix and a little like a peacock. The long beak has lost its yellow color, and the rounded toenails have become sharp as knives, and despite the beauty of the feathers, the predator's breath has long been revealed.

Compared with the previous Mao Tuanzi, Tang Lin was very satisfied with his current image, and on Xiao Zibai's birthday this year, he proudly gave the child a few carefully selected feathers, and then stared at Xiao Zibai and put them close to his chest.

Although Xiao Zibai missed the cute appearance of Mao Tuanzi very much in his heart, under Tang Lin's joy of "finally not getting fat", he wisely did not choose to say this, but secretly made a small Mao Tuan with the down feathers that Tang Lin had faded when he moulted, hung it on the handle of the dagger given to him by Tang Lin, and carefully kept it, only willing to take it out when he cut dried meat for Tang Lin every day.

On an autumn morning, Tang Lin and Xiao Zibai had a rare lazy sleep, and it was not until the sun shone through Tang Lin's greatly spread wings and on Xiao Zibai's eyelashes that the two of them yawned and got up from the bed.

After eating a breakfast of dried meat and wild fruits, Tang Lin stood lazily on Xiao Zibai's lap and basked in the sun with the children. While Xiao Zibai was talking to him, he combed his feathers from time to time, which made him a little drowsy. But Tang Lin didn't dare to really fall asleep: his toenails were too sharp, and now he was standing on Xiao Zibai's lap, in case he didn't pay attention to retracting his paws when he fell asleep, the child would inevitably be injured.

…… And although Tang Lin is not fat, he is still getting heavier, and he has to grow up every day, even if he wants to stand on Xiao Zibai's body now, he still can't do without wind spiritual power.

So he just tilted his head lazily, while manipulating the wind system spiritual power, and quietly listened to Xiao Zibai's words.

"Tuanzi, you've grown up a little bit lately, and the original nest is probably going to be unable to sleep, I'll make another one for you?"

Xiao Zibai sat outside the house and said with a smile, he stretched out his hand and skillfully stroked the smooth feathers on Tang Lin's back, Tang Lin was so comfortable that he half-squinted his eyes and screamed softly to express his approval. So Xiao Zibai patted his wings, Tang Lin carefully got off him, and then stretched his neck to look at the soft vine that Xiao Zibai had just taken out.

"Your claws are too sharp, and the vines will be cut off if they are too soft, but the hard vines are uncomfortable to sleep on." Xiao Zibai lowered his head, picking and picking among a bunch of vines of varying thicknesses, and from time to time he picked out a vine for Tang Lin to stretch out his claws to row: "I want to spread some soft fur pads in your nest, and you are not happy - to be honest, that fur is not worth anything, and we are not short of those soft furs now." ”

Tang Lin blinked and twisted his head to the side: just kidding, his claws were so good that even the thick old bark couldn't withstand one of his paws. Fur is an expensive consumable for him, so it is better to save it up to make a soft and thick blanket for Xiao Zibai.

When Xiao Zibai saw him like this, he knew that he couldn't convince him, so he didn't say anything more, took a few vines and compared Tang Lin's size, lowered his head and began to weave a nest for Tang Lin.

Tang Lin slowly knelt down beside him and tilted his head to look at Xiao Zibai's side face.

I have to admit that Tang Lin raised Xiao Zibai very well. However, it will take a year or two to work, and the child's thin jaw has been fed round, and the skin is no longer morbidly pale, and now it is illuminated by the afternoon sun, which is very warm and jade-like. He lowered his head and was weaving vines, his long eyelashes naturally drooped, and at first he showed some sharp narrow phoenix eyes squinting slightly, removing the edges and corners that he was born with in his bones, and becoming softer and softer like warm jade.

Probably noticing that Tang Lin was looking at him, Xiao Zibai, who was busy weaving the nest, raised his eyes, smiled lightly at the bird lying on his side, and reached out to rub Tang Lin's neck. Xiao Zibai's hands now have a temperature, no longer as cold as before, Tang Lin was rubbed comfortably, so he lazily snorted softly, and half-closed his eyelids to rest.

The golden sunlight essence slowly seeped into his body with his breath and breath, and the gorgeous feathers were plated with a layer of gold edges, and the five-colored brilliance quietly circulated on Tang Lin's feathers, making him particularly gorgeous and noble.

On a mountain not far away, someone glanced at Tang Lin's body with his hands behind his back.

- Someone is watching him!

Tang Lin opened his eyes suddenly, looked around vigilantly, and the thin feathers on his neck were nervous. Xiao Zibai looked at him and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Tang Lin didn't answer him, he looked around suspiciously with his neck straight, but he never noticed anything unusual, and finally had to give up looking for it, and rubbed his head sideways against Xiao Zibai's hand.

Xiao Zibai stopped asking, and continued to lower his head to weave a bird's nest, but Tang Lin no longer had the mind to rest, and always divided his mind to guard the surroundings.

The man on the hill chuckled lowly, "It's kind of vigilant. After a pause, he sighed again: "It's a pity that the strength is lower." ”

The dark fox in his arms yawned lazily, and said impatiently: "You don't look at how old that kid is, it's good to have his current strength, and you still expect him to destroy the world before his hair grows?" ”

"That's what you said." The man holding the fox said noncommittally.

He touched the satin-like fur of the fox, and groaned without speaking, as if thinking about something. The fox didn't bother to wait for him to come up with one, two, three, seven furry fox tails swayed, jumped down from his arms, and picked his chin in the direction where Tang Lin was: "You said that it was the junior of your family, I don't look like you?" Your feathers aren't as pretty as his. ”

The man who was still pondering immediately laughed angrily when he heard the fox's words, he grabbed the soft skin on the back of the fox's neck, took him to his eyes and shook it, and said threateningly to the fox's pointed ears: "What did you just say? I'm not as pretty as him? Well? ”

The fox trembled imperceptibly in his hand, and said stiffly: "You are not as good-looking as him, other people's feathers are colorful, you are one color, white is not a few, ugly to death." ”

The man's slender eyes narrowed slowly, and he looked the fox up and down for a moment, and he slowly curled his lips.

The next moment, a puff of smoke rose up, and when it dispersed a moment later, the man holding the fox was gone, and only a tall peacock with snow-white feathers remained, and the peacock's right paw was raised high, clutching a poor seven-tailed fox.

The peacock sneered, "snapped" the fox to the ground, pressed it without gentleness, stretched out his head to the fox's ear and said, "Give you another chance, say, which one is more beautiful, me or that little broken child?" ”

He tightened his claws quietly, and the white-feathered peacock's sharp toenails gleamed dangerously before the fox's eyes.

The seven-tailed fox flinched and swallowed quietly.

Outside the small earthen house in the distance, the feathers on the back of Tang Lin's neck rose again.

"It seems to be murderous!" He nervously spread his wings and searched around with his head raised. But after carefully observing the surroundings, Tang Lin didn't notice anything unusual at all, he gently clicked his beak twice, and self-deprecatingly wondered if he was too nervous.

Xiao Zibai poked his head out from behind him with a basket of fruits, and beckoned Tang Lin: "Tuanzi, come back for dinner." Tang Lin didn't think much about it, flapped his wings, paced into the house steadily with three paws, squatted on Xiao Zibai's lap with a gust of wind, and happily ate the fruit that the child fed him piece by piece.

Halfway through eating, Xiao Zibai suddenly said, "Tuanzi, you have been hunting for the past few days, don't go to the forest in the north." ”

Huh, why is that?

Tang Lin raised his eyes suspiciously, Xiao Zibai smiled at him, and peeled another piece of fruit and fed it to him: "You just listen to me, just don't go, I'm going to prepare a surprise for you." ”

Raising his neck and eating the fruit in Xiao Zibai's hand, Tang Lin tilted his head and shouted, which was regarded as a promise to the child's words.

Xiao Zibai, who got the promise, smiled with crooked eyebrows, and reached out to touch the crown feather on Tang Lin's head, Tang Lin waved his wings in disgust and slapped his hand away, stretched out his claws and pointed at his fingers full of juice, and clicked his beak accusatorily.

Xiao Zibai's eyes darkened, curled up his fingers, and lowered the corners of his mouth in a sad expression.

Pretend, continue to pretend, obviously you are not sad at all! Tang Lin thought angrily, he had made up his mind not to pay attention to him, but after looking at Xiao Zibai's eyes, he couldn't help but hesitate.

Forget it, kid, pet a little bit, just pet a little.

In the end, Tang Lin persuaded himself again, raised his wings and patted Xiao Zibai's shoulder, turned his head away, and rubbed the child's face in compromise.

Xiao Zibai stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, buried his head and smiled contentedly.