Compared to the appearance of young people, Xuemo's actual age is far beyond their imagination.

He and his people lived here thousands of years ago. Iron-eating beasts are born with great strength, but they are naturally comfortable and have no quarrel with the world. However, this is not the case with other demons. In the long-term struggle, one after another ferocious demons occupied the mountain, and the territory of the iron-eating beasts became fragmented, and their numbers became smaller and smaller. When Xue Mo cultivated into a human form and had enough demonic power to rely on, and then went around looking for his former clansmen, he was stunned to find that he was the only survivor.

The rest of his "family" is human. Xue Mo clearly remembers that when the Iron Eaters were still in decline, they often met people living in the mountains. Some fear them and covet them, but many more love them and see them as the embodiment of good fortune. These people lived in peace with the iron-eating beasts, and even spontaneously sacrificed to them out of zeal. As a demon, Xuemo has received help from these powers of faith, and has also developed gratitude and care for the human race.

With that, he lowered his eyes and looked at his human hands.

"More than a decade ago, it was a place of peace and joy, but it was only a lack of resources, and most of it relied on trade with the outside world. After the arrival of the Divine Bird...... It's all changed. Human beings have become prey and playthings of demons, and demons and demons have also eaten the weak and the strong, fighting endlessly. It's all worse than it used to be, and I still can't change anything. All I can do is build a shelter here to give these human beings who believe in me, like me, and who are now as homeless as I am, a common home. ”

"So I understand your confused feelings, but I also want you to understand that what I don't want to give me - my only home will invite the outside world to fight." He raised his head and carefully glanced at the five people in front of him one by one, "This village has survived to this day, and it is somewhat due to the generosity of Lord Divine Bird. He turned a blind eye and allowed this place to exist. We just want to live in peace, not to interfere with his rule, and not to threaten him. It's unstable for humanity out there, and now that you've found it, I'm not going to sweep you out of the house. Rest and make plans when the day comes. Although it is not convenient to stay here for a long time, I think it will be possible to let you stay in peace for two days. ”

"I can't thank my friends enough for ......"

"Listen to me." Xue Mo shook his head slightly, "It's just that since you have a bit of a holiday with Lord Garuda, I want you to swear that after you leave here, don't say that you have been here." Don't even reveal that I took you in. ”

"Okay, I promise you." Bai Ya replied on behalf of his companions, "...... Also, thank you. ”

When you are dying, the person surnamed Bai will say thank you.

After so long, a few people can finally sit down and eat a serious hot meal, which is inevitably touching. Ao Yan held the bowl and sighed more than once that it was the first time that he had been so leisurely and comfortable since he got off the boat. Xuemo visited several villagers to calculate this year's harvest and the current situation of each household. There are only a few of them left, cooking chowder here.

"It's nice to live here......"

She held the hot porridge in her hand and looked out the window at night. There are dots of light in the sky, and thousands of lights on the ground, which reflect each other and are beautiful. The stove in the center was blazing, illuminating everyone's faces red. It's a pity that there are always people who like to pour a basin of cold water when they are relaxed, which will make you nervous again.

"yes, it would be better if you didn't have to hide for the rest of your life."

"I'm just sighing, why are you so serious?"

"Didn't you forget what we're here for?"

"How could I forget!" She raised her voice and retorted to Bai Ya, "I won't really live here." ”

Qi Huan swallowed a mouthful of porridge and shook his head helplessly.

"I think. Putting our situation aside, the people here are really laid-back. ”

"What do you think?" Liu Shenghan rarely spoke, "For me, this place is nothing more than a larger cage. They confined themselves to this small world, living a life of self-knowledge. After a long time, which tree has what flowers are under it, and which section of the river is the best to catch, they are all very clear, and it is very boring. ”

"Oh? So you're adventurous. Qi Huan was a little surprised, "I thought your lifelong pursuit was your small house, occasionally going out to pick grass and buy things." ”

"When did I say that? In the Xiangyuan, I was also sincere to what Qianmin said. I don't hate the same life, but I don't like it either. Don't you think I'd love to stay in that little place...... It's just that I have nowhere to go. If you want to learn more about the new herbs, you also need to move around. ”

But no matter how much they talked, Jun Aoyan didn't have the slack before. She knew very well that she and Bai Ya were in the same condition to some extent. An adoptive father and a biological father are worthy of their filial piety, but there is no news to this day. At that time, she was thinking that if she could let Garuda use the Ruyi Bead to help them find their father, they would not have to find a foothold here to find or even rob the treasures of the gods. Doesn't that complicate a simple question? But she knew that Garuda was not actually a good talker, and although his attitude was much mild, he was actually very tough. From the bottom of his bones, he looks down on them, and he will not waste his divine power to satisfy their "boring" wishes. Otherwise, how could he have come up with such bizarre and mean rules?

Bai Ya didn't speak anymore, and so did Ao Yan, and only Qi Huan and Sheng Han chatted without saying a word. Ming Ming has been immersed in hard work, and the amount of food is really not small, it is twice the amount of food of normal people. Bai Ya also secretly wondered if this would also have something to do with his identity as a common life bird. The consumption of physical strength and demonic power certainly needs food to replenish it. The saying that one body bears two souls...... It's not like he's never heard of it, but it's the first time he's seen it. This will inevitably cause a great drain on the power of replenishment. Now, he's just a kid, and a lot of food might be enough to make ends meet. But what about when he grows up? His feelings for humans are probably very limited, after all, the villagers treat his family like that. Will he be like the other youkai after that? Originally, he was a child with little common sense and moral concepts, and if he tried to survive in the future, he was afraid that he would leave behind the part that belonged to more human beings.

Otherwise you will die.

He shook his head silently. It's a waste of time to think about so many things that don't belong to him. But there is no way, no one has a clue about their purpose. The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache, and he had to think of something else to divert his attention.

It's good to die, Ming Ming quickly ate her meal, put the bowl on the ground, and suddenly stared at Bai Ya. He didn't care, but this stinky boy stared at the big green eyes, and he was a little annoyed to watch it endlessly.

"What are you doing?"

This tone is more like a threat than an inquiry, quite a kind of "if you look at it again, you will pick out your eyeballs and step on it". However, Ming Ming was not afraid, but talked to him:

"I have heard from you that you have come to find your family. It's so nice, I don't even know what my dad looks like. ”

“……”

At this time, you should say something comforting, Bai Ya knows. But who will comfort him? Forget it, he doesn't need it, and neither should this kid - he'll be spoiled, he'll be vulnerable. If you want to survive in troubled times, you can't be vulnerable.

"I remember." Jun Aoyan smiled lightly, just frowning slightly, "But that's what it looked like a long time ago." I guess his hair should be gray now. Perhaps, he has grown a long mustache. ”

Her thoughts are still too optimistic, and Bai Ya doesn't want to hit her, after all, she doesn't have any benefit. Whether the fathers of the two are dead or alive is not yet accurate, and now everything is in vain. He felt that his father's life was very hard, and there was no big surprise that he had done so many tasks, and the only time was to lose his mother's life. Speaking of which, he has no memory of his mother. His father had a painting that was burned later, and it showed his mother, but he really didn't remember it at all. After all, the two have never met, and they have no feelings, and all the memories of their mother are learned from their father.

White Sand never shy away from death. He has been with children since he was a child, even if he is out of the left gate, if he wants to make his life passable, he still can't do without the craft of eating. He will only kill people.

Bai Ya has seen death too many times, and death is numbing. He gradually realized that he had nothing to fear, which even made his father feel embarrassed. He thought to himself that death was not sacred, but it was solemn. It may seem ironic that the killer is well aware of this, but there is some respect for the deceased. And after Baisha found out that his son was dull to a certain extent, he often had a headache about it. People are life-sparing, and killers should know that even if they are murderous, what they despise is the death of others. But why didn't Bai Ya feel anything when he was in danger several times? He himself did not know. He just felt that there was nothing to be afraid of, it was only a matter of time before people inherently died.

Contempt for the death of the self may be a blank dazed for life. Bai Sha began to suspect that he had made too little of his mother's death. It's a pity that he didn't have enough time for his son to understand that he had been imprisoned or even exiled.

"Do you miss your mother?"

Hearing this, Bai Ya was suddenly stunned, but he quickly reacted that Jun Aoyan was asking Mingming. He was blank for a moment, nodded, and shook his head again.

"I guess so."

"How can there be a proper statement?"

"Think when you think, don't think when you don't think."

That sounds a bit ...... The meaning of nonsense can come from the mouth of a child, which is somewhat strange. Liu Shenghan thought for a while, and asked him:

"Do you want to? Your sister she ...... Will you replish your mother? ”

Mingming shook her head.

"Never."

"Very good."

Bai Ya put down the bowl and answered casually, symbolically showing his existence. What is good or not to die is that Qi Huan suddenly grabbed his words and asked:

"Have you ever seen your mother's painting? Isn't it pretty? ”

"What's all that stuff in your head? Look less at the beauty pictures and read more poetry books. The only one was painted by my father later, how could the killer have a portrait before his death. ”

"Wow, your mother is a killer, so handsome." Ming Ming was actually a little excited, "I also want to be a killer." ”

"Don't even think about it." Bai Ya didn't have a good airway.

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