After that, I didn't feel too nervous, I thought that the moody man must be out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSo, out of curiosity, I looked out of the door of the temple and saw that no one had returned, so I walked slowly and approached the sleeping room on the other side, which was also covered by a curtain of cloth.

At first, I was naturally more cautious, but I still didn't dare to make a loud noise, I lifted my steps lightly, slowly lowered my steps, and gradually stopped at the curtain at the door of the sleeping room. I leaned my ear into the sleeping room for a long time, and heard nothing in the room, except for the sudden sound of the wind blowing the leaves from the window of the inner room.

Then I boldly and hastily lifted up my hand to lift the dirty curtain of the door, and I peeked into the room to take a hurried look, and I saw that it was not a sleeping room at all. I saw that there wasn't even a decent bed in his bedroom. I saw a large shabby cloth sheet full of dust and oil, with a large dirty quilt spread out on it, and at first glance a large cloth sheet full of dust and oil was placed a broken pillow leaking out of the rice husk, and the rest of the place was littered with stinking old socks with large and small holes. The most important thing is that everything I saw when I peeked into the room was scattered on the same hard floor as the kitchen where I slept that night! That is, there was no real bed in the room, and if it could, it only slept on the floor.

I then held my breath and looked around the depths of his sleeping room, and I found that the walls were covered with all kinds of beautiful clothes, silk and satin, and so on!

Suddenly, I didn't understand even more about its man.

However, after all, the smell of the bedroom was so unpleasant that I turned my head to look at it, and I caught a glimpse of the window of the sleeping room wide open, and its nose was still choking to the extreme. With a look of disgust in my eyes, and also for safety reasons, I lowered the ragged curtain with a hula, and I turned back.

It was only after I turned around and hurried to the middle of the little hall that I seemed to understand why I had slept that night on the floor of the great man's kitchen, and that he had behaved unusually. According to what I saw of the person sleeping in the house, he must have been sleeping on the floor of the house from beginning to end. It's just that the floor of the kitchen is slightly better than the one I had that night, and there are large sheets that are dirty but can relieve pain.

By that time, I had begun to pac in small circles above the floor of the little hall. I started thinking again.

When I peeked out of the sleeping room, I didn't know what kind of person the moody man was. From my intuitive impression of him, he is just a short-tempered man. Moreover, since he took me back to Zhao Ye Village that night and gave me a place to live at night, and did not embarrass me, let alone harm me, I unconsciously did not feel how bad he was. But what I still don't understand is why he lives in that Zhao Ye village, and why there seems to be no one else in Zhao Ye Village besides him. I would inadvertently wonder if the person was a villager in Zhao Ye Village, or was he like me, and he passed through Zhao Ye Village as a last resort, or by coincidence, and he happened to live there?

That Zhao Ye Village, in my recollection, can be said to be uninhabited nearby, it should be said to be a very remote and secluded place, and I can't understand why he would choose such a deserted and almost isolated place if he lived there. Moreover, from the splendid attire of his own clothes, and from the various kinds of luxurious clothes hanging on the walls of his tattered sleeping room, I could not figure out what kind of person he was.

And perhaps it was because of my arduous journey of days and nights, that I had finally found a place where I could live and sleep, and after I had slept there for one night, I realized that I had become inert. When I thought of it, I suddenly couldn't understand myself, why I hadn't woken up early in the morning, at least after seeing that I had no accidents, and even more so when I saw that there was no one in the little hall next door and in the dirty sleeping room opposite, and I took the opportunity to escape.

As the thought flashed through my mind, my heart pounded, and I raised my palm and slapped my head twice, and then it dawned on me that I really ought to get out of that place, the 'temple of birds' that I had seen last night, and which had appeared before my eyes, for I should have understood that that place, even the moody man in the splendid clothes, was essentially irrelevant to me.

As my mind cleared, I felt more and more that my thoughts were right, beyond doubt. Because after all, that vast dark night has passed, and when the sky outside the house is bright, the most important thing is that the moody man is not in that bird staircase hall, I can take advantage of the sky, while I have enough strength, I run far away, avoid his moodiness, and naturally avoid the danger that may befall my head, or even calamity.

When I thought about it, I suddenly became excited, and even more impulsive, and I panicked around the small hall of the hall for a week, and then I rushed into the kitchen next door again, and hurriedly observed that there was really nothing to eat in it, and there was nothing to bring with it, and there was no big man in it, so I immediately turned back and started, and rushed out of the kitchen in three steps and two feet, and rushed to the door of the temple.

However, when I hurried to the doorway of the temple door, my feet were on the edge of the two-meter-wide hollow door frame, and when I looked outward, and then involuntarily looked down, I was suddenly shocked again, because I saw that the hall I was in at that time, looking down from above, was twenty or thirty meters above the ground! I was nervous, and I moved further forward tremblingly, and as I cautiously probed downward, I saw that beyond the threshold under my feet was really a flat wet muddy ground, a large piece of wet earth that had been left in front of me after the strange rain had fallen in the sky last night, and the rain that had seeped into the soil at a height of more than a foot! I couldn't help but think about it for a moment, and soon remembered that night when I walked under my feet, step after step from the muddy water more than a foot high, the Dan Line Dan Ladder leading up to the Nine-Horned Dan Lantern, and the cluster of corner Dan Lamps that appeared afterwards scattered and floated in front of me, and gradually connected to the threshold under my feet, and I immediately appeared in front of my eyes when the square bird step hall hall I was in was slowly rotating horizontally, and my eyes caught a glimpse of the seven-colored light pills and the rest of the light pills that I saw at the end of the scene fell down one after another, and at the same time extinguished the light of the Dan wall on its body。 I still reminisce about that night, when the boxy hall swirled slowly and evenly in mid-air, and my anticipation of the reappearance of those bright lights.

As I vividly recounted what I had experienced that night, my legs suddenly went limp. Gradually, unconsciously, I was lying on the threshold of the inner side of the door of the high Aerial Bird Steps, and I was unconsciously moving my hind legs backwards, and I was lying on my stomach and staring at the ground twenty or thirty meters deep, and I did not have the courage to jump down, even if the ground below was wet with dirt. Because the height was so high, I looked dizzy when I looked down, and I couldn't imagine what kind of tragic consequences would happen if I jumped down. At the very least, I can't be too impulsive yet. Jumping straight down was the last choice I had to make.

I was quickly depressed and soft, I lay on the threshold of the temple gate, I looked at the wet mud ground in the distance, and I found that even if I was on a high place, I could see no other people or people in the farther places, except for a glimpse of the boundless barren trees and barren meadows.

I became more and more lost, more and more sad, and more and more confused. I could feel very clearly in that moment that I was trapped in a bizarre dilapidated house in the air! I couldn't! It was only then that I vaguely understood why the moody man who I hadn't seen since I woke up in the daytime could have left me alone in that broken house without worrying that I would sneak away.

When I think of that, I can't figure out the big man.

But I still don't want to be bound, I finally escaped from the world of love and hatred from the distant Guyuan City Mansion that I don't know where, how can I accept that I am bound in a broken house high in the air?

Then, after a few struggles, my whole body was once again strengthened, and I struggled to move some distance forwards and outwards, and beyond my head, I also poked out half of my upper body, and I reached my head up and down, left and right, and back and forth as far as I could, and I found that I was really bound in a strange and broken room.

The so-called Bird's Staircase Hall where I was located, when I leaned over and looked at it, found that there was no support at the bottom of the house, either in the lower part or on the left or the right part, including the rear of it, and it was so stunned, just like the light and thin light pill body I had seen that night, floating in the air.

It's just that every light pill I saw that night carried beautiful birds, and the person who was restrained in the big ruined room that was also floating in mid-air at that time was an ugly me.

At that time, after I had seen the strange dilapidated temple and the bottom of the dilapidated house almost once with my head and eyes, I was the most puzzled and the most confused about the fact that the dilapidated house could float motionless in mid-air, except for my own situation at that time.

I then continued to look down at the bottom of the big boxy house, measuring the distance between the bottom and the ground below with my eyes, and I timidly retreated. The more I looked, the more frightened I became, and the fear made my whole body soft and soft, and I hurriedly retreated back and back, and retreated again and again, so frightened that I once withdrew my head and eyes into the threshold, and I began to relax my whole body, and only then began to feel a little relieved.

Then, I felt myself in general, and I felt myself all over my body become weak again, and before I knew it, I began to slowly twist my body, turn my body on my side, and lie straight down on the floor of the house.

Moreover, when I leaned in and looked under and behind the big broken house, I realized that in fact, the bottom of the whole big broken house was made of wood, which was made of a thick layer of round tree trunks and joined together, so when lying on the floor of the house, it would not be so cold to the bone.

But at that time, what I cared about was no longer a question of whether it was cold or not, and I began to worry about my escape. In such a high air, I was sealed, and that kind of taste can be said to be a bit difficult to ride a tiger. It was only then that I realized that I was oversimplifying the moody man. The next thing I lay on the ground was, and I started thinking about it again.

I think back to the moment I entered Zhao Ye Village, from the noon time until the afternoon and evening, and then from that day to the previous days, I can say that there was no food or water in a row, and I endured the pain and risked my life, and I persevered. However, in my retrospect, there is one thing that is undoubted, that is, before the dark night that I could not survive at all, after thousands of birds that suddenly gathered in the dark Zhaoye Village screamed and pecked out of Zhaoye Village, and fell on the ground outside the village of Zhaoye Village, it should have been the chess formation technique performed by the man who was sitting on the big boxy chessboard and studying the chess array, which caused a surprisingly hail in the sky, and the most important thing was that it rained heavily, which finally quenched my thirst for several days and nights。 In the same way, and undoubtedly because of the richly dressed man's command to follow me as he returned to Zhao Ye Village at dusk, I had the opportunity to enter his kitchen that night, and to enjoy my evening meal in spite of all things, and to quench my hunger for many days. So, from those perspectives, I should be grateful to that moody man. Otherwise, I would have died of hunger and thirst in the wilderness.