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A small bird landed on the foliage and looked inside the house.

There, an old man was kneeling on the ground, his hands reaching into a pool in front of him.

There was just bottomless water in the pool, but it was blood-colored, and before long a small scarlet fish burst out of it, bit the old man's hand, and then swam away!

The bird fluttered its wings, and tears fell from its eyes, wetting its feathers.

It suddenly fell from the tree, and as it was about to hit the ground, a figure appeared and gently held it up.

Smelling the familiarity, the bird looked at the visitor with a shudder, and was greeted by a lifeless white hair and a face that was unimaginably old.

"You······ Why do you want to do that!" the bird suddenly spat out, "he's just an insignificant man! Why would you give your life for him!"

"My life was not lost because of him!" corrected the old man.

The bird's small wings flapped the old man's hand vigorously, and suddenly let out a soft sigh, "This is your choice, and I have no right to interfere!

The old man said lightly: "I don't know either!"

The bird was suddenly angry, fluttered, flew into the sky, and disappeared in a short time.

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When Mu Gou opened his eyes, he felt that his world was blood-red, and a moist feeling filled his eyes.

He sat up, a large amount of blood-colored liquid sliding down his body, revealing his sturdy upper body.

There were dozens of tiny scars on his chest, which were left by dozens of grass swords.

Mu Gou stroked it gently, his eyes surprisingly calm.

"Are you awake?" came the old voice.

When Mu Gou looked up, he happened to see Sanmao Jushi walking in, his originally bulging cheeks were gone, and his skin was older and withered than ever seen.

"This is here?" Mu Gou said after a pause. It's just a subtle voice, as if squeezed out of the throat.

"Three thatched huts!my yard!" said the three-thatched monk.

Mu Gou's eyes were cold, like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

Sanmao Jushi grinned, but his smile was unusually ugly, and he sat down slowly, "Actually, it was very early······ Three thatched huts are not like this!"

He whispered.

Mu Gou's brows lifted slightly.

The old man didn't seem to see it, and said straightforwardly: "When I entered Heiwu Mountain with a four-star affinity, on the first day, I was selected by several major veins. ”

He seemed to be reminiscing, with a hint of shyness and happiness on his face, this was the first time Mu Gou had seen such an expression in this world. For some reason, he thought of Li Dong, an ordinary mortal in that small village!

I wonder if he will still sit in the empty dead village and wait for his wife?

Or do you stand at the entrance of the village every day?

The old man continued: "At that time, the three thatched houses were still a big vein, although they could not be compared with the one vein of the earth and the one vein of the wind, but they would not be inferior! I am glad that I chose three thatched houses!"

The old man smiled. He had never told anyone that he had chosen three thatched huts not because of anything else, but because of a woman.

"She's not beautiful! But in my eyes, she's the only one in the world! When I was in that small village, I fell in love with her smile, I liked to argue with her, and I liked to watch her practice martial arts and practice ······."

Mu Gou was silent.

He knew that the old man didn't need him to speak, all the old man needed was a listener.

Outside.

The bird landed on the branch of the dead tree at some point, and its eyes were gloomy.

"Is there such a thing as love in this world? What a failure! It's disgusting!" it covered its eyes with its wings.

The old man's voice became lower and lower, and even Mu Gou couldn't hear it clearly, and could only hear a low murmur, like a dream.

Mu Gou sighed deeply, looking at the old man's gradually calm body, and suddenly became a little confused and melancholy at this moment.

A gust of wind blew.

The old man's body seemed to have been weathered for thousands of years, drifting away with the wind.

Mu Gou stood quietly for a long time and walked out of the house.

"Where are you going?"

The bird in the old tree flew to Mu Gou.

Mu Gou was silent for a moment, if he thought before, the first thing he thought about was how to destroy the three thatched houses, but the actions of the three thatched monks made him hesitate.

He understood what the three thatched monks meant, and he didn't want the three thatched huts to be completely evil to him.

"Leave, that's a good way to escape!" said the bird, dissatisfied.

Mu Gou said lightly: "Then what do you think should be done?"

"Destroy these three broken huts, of course!" said the bird.

Mu Gou knew that this little bird was not a good bird as soon as he saw it!

"Don't look at me like that! Ben Bird must be a good bird, but those people are too bullying to bully the bird, and Ben Bird can't stand it anymore so he bewitches—no! I suggest you do it!" said the little bird seriously.

Mu Gou ignored it and walked over directly, almost hitting the bird's body.

"Wow! It's so rude! how can you bully a bird like that!" the little bird chirped, speaking at an astonishing rate.

Mu Gou still didn't look back.

Seeing that Mu Gou was about to go away, Xiao Bird finally said, "Don't you want to listen to Sanmao's words before he died?"

Mu Gou's figure paused, turned his head, and his eyes were cold, "I hope you didn't panic!"

The little bird was startled by Mu Gou's eyes, patted his chest and said, "It's too scary!

Mu Gou put away his threatening gaze, walked up to the bird, grabbed it in his hand, and walked into the house.

"Woo······ How can you do that to Little Bird······ People!"

The bird was thrown on the wooden table by Mu Gou. It fluttered twice, trying to fly away from Mu Gou, a violent and dangerous figure, but after coming into contact with Mu Gou's gaze, it suddenly shuddered and dispelled the thought.

"Say it!"

The little bird glanced at Mu Gou aggrievedly, and then said, "See for yourself!"

With that, a feather flew out and landed on the table, and the next moment, a row of typesetting appeared on the table, and there was a faint face of Sanmao monk.

"Mu Gou——, although you and I have known each other for a short time, but you are very similar to my other side, is he very handsome? I often hear others say how he is, and I am very proud and envious in my heart! Because I can't see his appearance, when I appear, he will disappear, and when I disappear, he will appear!"

"I've listened a lot, I've memorized a lot, and the first time I saw you, I felt like you······'re like him! I used to wonder if her alter ego had been dominating my body, would she have chosen me instead of him!"

"Unfortunately, this is impossible after all! I tried a lot, but nothing but to make myself uglier!"

"Maybe I should prepare a mask for myself to cover up my ugliness completely! Unfortunately, I can't do it—my teacher said that if I don't even dare to face the world, how can I find the other side of the world and see what ordinary people can't?"

"So, I'm sorry, can I fulfill this wish for the teacher? The miscellaneous bird has the ability to disguise, and those who have this ability are generally not good birds, but they can barely be used! After I die, I will ask you to take care of it! It will put on a special disguise for you, and for me for a while, don't let them know that I am dead!"

The bird fluttered a few times dissatisfiedly.

If it weren't for the fact that Sanmao was dead, it wouldn't have gone berserk.

Dare I say I'm not a good bird! )