If you want to say that the fat rabbit is also unlucky, it can really be regarded as a rabbit sitting in the nest, and the disaster comes from the sky. Although Tang Lin looks like a fledgling like a hairy ball, he is also a "demon who destroys the world" inside, although his strength and identity are still very inconsistent at this moment, he can still be regarded as a demon clan, and this alone is eight hundred miles stronger than the fat rabbit: level coercion is not a joke.

Tang Lin walked his three tender yellow claws with his head held high, and slowly paced to the rabbit's side, and the small black bean-like eyes came over with only a glance, and the poor rabbit overlord immediately shook into chaff.

Tang Lin looked the fat rabbit up and down with his eyes, and secretly thought in his heart: This rabbit is fat and big, and the hair doesn't look thick, so it must be very real meat. The child should not have eaten enough for a long time, and he can't eat too much at once, and besides, he doesn't have a big appetite, and he doesn't know if he can eat such a big rabbit in one meal.

I don't know if Tang Lin's eyes were too explicit when he looked at it, the rabbit was looked at by Tang Lin as if he was looking at the dishes for less than half a moment, and he trembled for a while, and he was so frightened that he kicked his back foot directly, whining and mourning.

…… It turns out that he has really reached the realm of being able to kill people with his eyes?

Tang Lin stood in place for a long time, but finally decided not to waste food, and jumped forward on three legs, intending to clean up the rabbit that unfortunately died.

But as soon as he was halfway through, Tang Lin suddenly thought of a very important question, and his jumping action suddenly stopped:

He doesn't seem to have the tools to clean up the rabbit now, right?

Two hands? It's already winged, it's okay to flutter the fan, and you can only clean up the rabbit from your heart. With claws? It's small, tender and round, so I just scratch it, and I guess I can't even catch a few rabbit hairs. Babbling? Tang Lin tentatively poked at the rabbit, and immediately deflated: his beak is not as long as other people's hair!

This cruel and unforgiving world is really desperate, so sad that Tang Lin's whole bird wilted.

He didn't expect that he could still use the wind blade, and he directly spread it listlessly on the ground, looking like a wool cake from a distance. Xiao Zibai was washing his clothes there, but he was startled when he inadvertently looked up and saw it, thinking that the dumplings were deflated, so he threw down the half-washed clothes and ran over, and when he saw that Tang Lin was still breathing, he was greatly relieved.

"Why are you lying like this? I was shocked when I looked at it just now. Xiao Zibai squatted down and rubbed Mao Tuanzi's soft belly, Tang Lin got up, stepped forward and bit Xiao Zibai's finger, and screamed softly, indicating that he was safe and sound. Xiao Zibai smiled and touched the handful of curly hair on Tang Lin's head, only then did he notice that there was a dead rabbit lying next to Mao Tuanzi.

“…… This rabbit has crushed you? ”

Tang Lin shook his head violently, thought about it, and simply stepped forward with his toes high, raised a paw and stepped on the rabbit, as if he was showing off his might.

Xiao Zibai suddenly realized: "You caught this rabbit?" ”

…… He didn't catch it, but he scared him to death. Thinking that the two were not far apart, Tang Lin nodded proudly at Xiao Zibai.

Xiao Zibai smiled and rubbed his head, and complimented, "Awesome." ”

Tang Lin was proud of this for a moment, but he quickly reacted again, and spit on himself very much: It's not a real bird, what's so proud of scaring a rabbit to death. Xiao Zibai didn't know what Tang Lin was thinking, so he walked to the stream to find a sharper stone, and began to skin the dead rabbit with difficulty.

Seeing that Xiao Zibai, who was more than six years old, was busy there, Tang Lin, who thought he was an adult, was not easy to stand, so he simply looked around for some dead branches and fallen leaves and piled them together, and took advantage of Xiao Zibai's lack of attention, opened his mouth and sprayed a few sparks on the fire, and immediately lit a warm bonfire.

When Xiao Zibai cleaned up the rabbit and turned around, he was stunned when he first saw the fire, but soon he glanced at Tang Lin clearly, didn't ask anything, just held the rabbit and said, "Tuanzi, let's barbecue!" ”

Tang Lin jumped over with great interest, completely forgetting how unusual it was to be able to set up a fire and light it as a bird.

It must be admitted that whether it is Xiao Zibai or Tang Lin, one person and one bird have no experience in surviving in the wild, and the fire is based on the magic that Tang Lin has just comprehended, so the appearance of this roast rabbit can be imagined. Half-cooked, charred on the outside and raw on the inside, the outer layer was roasted into black charcoal, the meat in the middle was still bloodshot, and there was not even salt. Tang Lin went to eat the rabbit with the mentality of dying, but unexpectedly, it tasted good......

Probably because the demon clan itself prefers to eat raw meat, Tang Lin persuaded himself like this.

If Tang Lin thought that this kind of roast rabbit like a dark delicacy was delicious and understandable, it was completely incomprehensible that Xiao Zibai could actually eat such rabbit meat. Judging from his more than 20 years of life, Tang Lin thinks that this roast rabbit meat is definitely not in line with the taste of normal people, Xiao Zibai can actually eat with a round belly, which really makes him think about it carefully.

In the future, I must cultivate my human form, so that this poor child can appreciate what Chinese food is. Before the crossing, Tang Lin, who was best at cooking instant noodles, secretly swore an oath.

- In fact, Tang Lin thought too much, the diet level in this world was not as terrible as he imagined. But it is undeniable that the reason why Xiao Zibai can eat noodles does not change color is indeed because the food he usually eats is not better than this at all, and it can even be said to be worse, but this is a special case, and it does not represent the dietary level of the whole world at all.

Xiao Zibai ate the roast rabbit in his underwear. He was careful when he ate because he couldn't let the grease spill on his clothes – that's all he could wear. Either wash the underwear and wear the outer clothes in a vacuum, or wash the outer clothes and expose the outer clothes directly, and now he has washed the mud-stained outer clothes, and he will not be able to dry them for a while, and if the clothes here are also dirty, he can only do it.

Actually, there was still some mud on the corners and cuffs of the jacket, but he had washed it with water, so it still looked wet. Tang Lin looked at Xiao Zibai's clothes and saw that the clothes on Xiao Zibai's body were generally dry, and there should be no risk of catching a cold, so he didn't care about him anymore, and went to observe the children's washed clothes by himself.

It cannot be denied that the child washed his clothes very carefully, and the clothes generally looked fairly clean. But Xiao Zibai is young and weak after all, and he doesn't dare to use too much force when washing clothes for fear of torturing his clothes, and some deep stains can't be completely washed off.

Tang Lin smashed his beak, and once again hated that he had no hands and couldn't help the child wash the clothes. He sat down in front of his clothes, staring intently at the stains, and as he looked at it, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Do these stains that can't be washed off have attributes, and if they do, can I control them through guò control zhì aura?"

After opening such a brain hole, Tang Lin took the initiative to try to communicate with the aura on the stain. He didn't have much hope, but he didn't expect that after trying it, he really found a dense earth-attribute aura on the stain......

Tang Lin was stunned for a moment, trying to control them from leaving Xiao Zibai's clothes, and then he clearly saw that the stubborn stains on the clothes quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, gathering into a small cloud of dust in front of him, dripping and spinning rapidly.

Tang Lin waved his wings expressionlessly, and slapped the small cloud of dust into the mud with a click.

Xiao Zibai happened to come back from washing his hands by the stream, and when he saw Mao Tuanzi waving his wings at his clothes, he suddenly made up for the little bird trying to fan the wind, trying to make the clothes dry faster, and the corners of his lips curled imperceptibly.

He walked over gently, carefully sat down next to Tang Lin, and reached out to hug him: "Don't worry, it's okay when the clothes are dry." Xiao Zibai said, silent for a moment: "...... No one is waiting for me to go back anyway. ”

The gloom in Xiao Zibai's heart flashed, but it clearly left a long mark on Tang Lin's originally relaxed mood. Tang Lin recalled the description of Xiao Zibai's childhood in "Xiuzhen One Sword Destroys the World", and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, leaning his soft body on Xiao Zibai's body.

Maybe you should leave here with Xiao Zibai. Tang Lin thought that this choice might be better for children.

In fact, Tang Lin had already calculated, Xiao Zibai could leave this village now, with his qualifications, any sect he found would be absorbed as a core disciple, and he didn't have to hold on to the thighs of the Lingshan Sword Sect. Take 10,000 steps back and say, if Xiao Zibai still wants to join the Lingshan Sword Sect, then he can go through the formal way to enter the Guò Apprenticeship Ceremony, and there is no need to wait for the plot to happen in this village.

If Tang Lin is not mistaken, it is not a good plot: that year, Wu Zhu Hui Bu had a catastrophe in the village, and it was difficult because of Xiao Zibai, and he must burn the "disaster" to death with fire in order to extinguish the catastrophe.

But in fact, if they didn't try to burn Xiao Zibai to death, the burning fire would not attract the demon cultivators who wandered down the mountain, and the catastrophe of the whole village would naturally not come. Who can tell who is the cause and who is the effect between these two things?

He was reluctant to let the child be burned for another three days and three nights, so thinking about it, it was really good to leave.

But the word "leave" sounds simple, and it's not as easy as touching the upper lip to the lower lip. Xiao Zibai is only six and a half years old now, because of malnutrition, he looks like he is only four or five years old, he is completely a helpless child, he has a good skin, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a complexion like jade. Such a small beautiful child is alone outside, which is simply a sweet spot in the eyes of human traffickers.

And Xiao Zibai is a person, not an object, he needs to eat, drink, dress, and bath...... It is definitely not possible to live in isolation, Xiao Zibai is still young now, and he can't always be with the child, if he wants to feed the two, Tang Lin must go out hunting, at least to earn enough materials for the two of them to live. If he lives in the wilderness, once he is not with the child, Xiao Zibai's safety cannot be guaranteed at all.

It sounds like a good idea to move to another village or town to live, but Xiaojia Village itself is really remote, and the nearest village around it is dozens of miles away, not to mention how Xiao Zibai walked such a long way at such a young age, just the location of the village itself, they don't have a map, and Lanwei Zhenren didn't write it, they don't know where the other villages and towns are?

Do you want to find someone to ask? Who to ask? Those villagers who regard Xiao Zibai as a monster?

Tang Lin was thinking about it.

If only he could grow into a big bird in a second, fly four hundred miles with Xiao Zibai, and say goodbye to Xiaojiacun completely.

When Tang Lin was thinking hard about how to take Xiao Zibai out of the village, the little child beside him was gradually falling asleep. Xu was dreaming of something bad, he unconsciously hugged Tang Lin tightly, and his thin eyebrows frowned into a wrinkled ball.

Tang Lin stopped thinking nonsense, swelled his feathers a little bigger, and quietly shrank into Xiao Zibai's cold arms. The bonfire in front of him was unattended, slowly burning into pieces of dark red coal, Tang Lin stretched his neck and spat out a few small sparks at those embers. The spark jumped and flew above the charcoal fire, and gradually burned out of thin air, burning into a cluster of orange-red fire.

Tang Lin spread his wings and probed Xiao Zibai's arm with the base of Shaoyu's wings, feeling less cold, then he squinted his eyes with satisfaction, curled up in Xiao Zibai's arms and dozed in a daze.

The night gradually darkened, and the starry night silently enveloped the earth, and soon drowned in the glade where a man and a bird were located.

The scorching flames floated half an inch above the embers of the charcoal fire, burning silently, swaying slightly in the center of the clearing, slightly dispelling the chill that followed the darkness of the night. Tang Lin didn't feel cold, but he still subconsciously controlled the flames to ignite a little: the child's clothes are really thin, and he should find a way to get him some thick clothes tomorrow.

Thinking so, Tang Lin lazily rubbed in Xiao Zibai's arms.

The silver-white moonlight fell from among the clouds and shone on Xiao Zibai and Tang Lin. If someone was nearby at this time to communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, they might be able to see the flowing silver light gathering near Xiao Zibai, and even forming a small whirlpool, and the tail of the whirlpool pointed directly into Xiao Zibai's arms.

That was Tang Lin cultivating.

Although Tang Lin still doesn't know what kind of breed he is, the intermittent inheritance memory in his mind has taught Tang Lin the most basic cultivation method: human cultivator, cultivating heaven and earth aura; Demon cultivator, cultivating the essence of the sun and the moon. Tang Lin didn't know the reason why he could control the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and what he wanted to cultivate was not this, but the power of Zhou Tian Xingchen.

At this moment, in Tang Lin's dantian qi sea, three hundred and sixty-five large and small stars were shining slightly. Every time the stars in the sky twinkled, the stars in his sea of qi twinkled with it, as if echoing, very regular. And every time those stars in his sea of qi flickered, a small spiritual power was integrated into Tang Lin's limbs and bones, strengthening his muscles and bones and broadening his meridians.

After a night, the hairy Tang Lin grew up a little, and the fluff faded a little, giving birth to thin feathers. Under the warm sunlight, Xiao Zibai opened his eyes blankly, weighed the weight of the hair ball in his arms, and said with a little puzzlement: "Tuanzi, why do I feel that you have gained a lot of weight?" ”

Tang Lin, who was poked in the sore foot, slammed his fingers fiercely.