I'm old Joey.

The word Joey, it's neither a last name nor a first name, it's just a pronoun, of course, when you call Joey, then I won't agree, you have to call me 'Old Joey'.

As for how the title came about...... Well....... It was given to me by a guy named Ziliang.

At the time, I also asked, "Only [Joey]?" Don't I have a last name? ”

Ziliang said at the time that the name is just a code name, and its only function is to distinguish the difference between people, so you are Old Joy and don't need a name.

You listen to what this said, all levels, at that time, I felt that what Ziliang said always contained a philosophical flavor.

But later, Pego once discussed this issue with me, and he felt that the name was because Ziliang was lazy.

EMMM - I think Pego has a point.

But whatever, I've been to thousands of worlds, and each world has its own truth, and if you care about 'truth' everywhere, how tired that person will be.

Oh, you can't let the [craftsman] hear that, or this guy will have to talk to me all day."

Therefore, I never think about the reason, think of the answer, these things will be left to Ziliang, I just want to feed the pigs happily and sleep, this is my ideal voice.

Unfortunately, reality and ideals are always opposites. This is also what Ziliang said.

Anyway, now I'm in a world that's exactly the opposite of what I want.

This world is called 'Heaven'.

A rotten world where birds don't poop, they have to sleep under the sun every day, and they don't have food if they don't work.

Not only that, but people in this world don't seem to have very smart brains, for example, in just a few minutes, I witnessed my village chief being easily stabbed to death, and then a group of villagers actually ran for their lives with a grateful heart.

I was a little unresponsive to this unfolding, so the situation now was that I, and my dear Pego, were standing stupidly in the same place, facing this man called 'Angel'.

Well, now, I finally have a chance to take a closer look at this guy!

Firstly, he was standing, and secondly, he was clothed, well...... Two eyes, that nose didn't pout, so ...... It's a human face.

Yes, the same as Mia said.

......

At the same time, the angel was also looking at Old Joey suspiciously.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

"Whoa, let me ask, why didn't you run?" The angel still asked very politely, "Do you want to bear the sins of your villagers, Human-faced Pig?" ”

"Human-faced pigs?" Old Joey was stunned.

"Yes, Human-faced Pig." The angel said, "In heaven, angels are people, and people are pigs, and this has been the case throughout the ages, but there are some exceptions, such as you, you are a real citizen of heaven, but you have a human face, which is undoubtedly a kind of luck for you, of course, this is only an outward luck, because you can't be an angel after all." ”

"Uh...... Why? ”

"Huh? Hahaha? Why? The angel was suddenly asked, "Don't you have common sense?" Wings! You don't even have wings, how can you be an angel? ”

As he spoke, the angel seemed to be showing off, gently unbuttoning his collar, and then withdrawing his white robe.

This time, Old Joey was even more stunned, he didn't expect that this guy was wearing nothing inside.

Then, the guy turned around......

Old Joy frowned.

Because he saw that this guy had a pair of wings inlaid on his back.

The wings have white feathers, but they are ...... It's so small that the edge of the wings can't reach the edge of the back, so you can't see it from the front if you don't turn it.

Moreover, where the wings are connected to the muscles on the back, and how disgusting it is, the flesh and skin there are already blurred, and the hideous and messy flesh is like vines, piled up together, as if someone had forced the wings into the man's back, and then used a soldering iron to brand them together, anyway, this kind of meat, old Joey would never use as fodder for Pego.

And the moment the man withdrew his robe, the pig-headed servants behind him all fell to their knees at once, ignoring even the sacks of grain they were carrying on their backs.

One by one, they pressed their heads very low, as if they wanted to stick their noses in the mud.

The angel smiled and turned slowly.

"Oh, see, this is the symbol of the angel, the white wings, representing holiness, huh? Why don't you kneel? ”

"Kneel?" Old Joey wondered: "Why kneel, isn't that just a pair of duck wings?" ”

"Ducks? What are you talking about, I've never heard the word 'duck'. The angel frowned and muttered, "But it doesn't matter, since you didn't run, then you can show your piety with your life." ”

As she spoke, the angel beckoned to old Joey and motioned for him to come.

"Uh...... Are you trying to kill me? Old Joy hesitated and asked.

"Of course, so hurry up and don't make me wait. Oh yes, you'd better bend over a little more, because I want to cut your throat, watch the angle, and don't let your blood spill on me. ”

The angel said lightly, as if as long as he beckoned like this, someone would pass over and let him slaughter.

Old Joey thought it was a little ridiculous, because even when he chopped the feed before, the feed would resist desperately...... How could anyone take the initiative to go up and die?

However, seeing the appearance of the servants around him who were kneeling on the ground and motionless, old Joey seemed to suddenly stop laughing......

There was an atmosphere of absurdity and despair, which made old Joey unconsciously unable to laugh. He felt that the pig-headed people in front of him were like domesticated animals, lying in a trough and being slaughtered.

At this moment, the angel finally got tired of waiting, and he shook the dagger in his hand.

"Come here, pick up my robe, put it on for me, and stick my neck over, don't waste my time." He muttered, and then, suddenly, he seemed to notice Pego on Old Joey's side.

"Huh? Wait, this pig looks so cute. ”

When old Joey heard this, he seemed to have some thoughts back.

"Oh, hehe." He smiled innocently: "Indeed, Pego is cute. ”

The angel nodded, "So...... Do you think braised or just roasted ......? He asked, smiling.