Chapter 607 The Gods Say

Xia Shou had just closed the book when he heard the sound of birds flapping their wings outside the window.

A black crow, like a light welcome, stopped on a fragile weed, with its side eyes facing the library, as if looking here.

Xia Shou got a hint from somewhere, he opened the window, jumped out, and landed on the grass lightly like a stealing black cat.

The crow perched on the grass in the distance flapped its wings and flew over the woods, and Xia Shou ran towards the woods.

He had some guesses about the anomaly he encountered, but he was not sure, but he knew he could not sit and wait for death, and he had to do something.

Xia Shou still held the book tightly in his hand. He stepped on the thick humus, swept away the overgrown branches, and shuttled through the dark woods with the scattered spots of light falling between the treetops.

When the sound of water appeared in his ears, he also vaguely heard human voices.

When he walked out of the woods and stopped in front of the stream, he found that the crow was waiting on a stone by the river.

"Do you like eavesdropping too?" The crow asked in a hoarse human language, a bit like a parrot.

Xia Shou stared at the crow and didn't talk to him rashly.

"Let's go and listen together. It's only once in a lifetime. Don't get caught!"

Wow!

The crow flapped its wings and flew towards the sky where the moon was rising.

Xia Shou looked at the moon in the sky, stunned for a moment, then stepped on the pebbles by the stream and followed the crow, moving forward in the same direction.

Xia Shou was not sure whether it was the right decision to eavesdrop, but maybe people are like this, unwilling to miss any opportunity.

When he heard the crow say that it was only once in a lifetime, he thought he had to go and listen.

Even if he was not 100% sure, he felt that the theme of this abnormal phenomenon should be leaking secrets!

Lush bushes appeared in front of him. The crows flying in the sky had already landed, and like bow-legged circus clowns, they jumped carefully on the undulating cobblestones.

Xia Shou heard various sounds coming from behind the bushes.

He lay on the cold and slippery stream, moving forward carefully, approaching the bushes, thinking about this strange characteristic.

He didn't believe that the gods would gather here to talk. It was probably another anomaly in the name of the gods, but this anomaly was obviously closely related to reality, otherwise it would not be possible to mention the most critical topics.

Finally, he got close enough to hear very clearly. Through the gaps in the bushes, he could also see the scene of the gods talking.

...It was a group of animals talking.

And they were not some strange fantasy animals, but very ordinary animals that can be seen in daily life.

A cat with fur as colorful as a leopard.

A golden retriever.

A white owl.

A mandrill.

A red horse.

"This time, the one called Baihe is finished. He can't refuse his sister's request, and he can't kill the painter's painting." Red Horse said.

"I think the painter will be the real named person this time. He is indeed very charming. He is beyond human cognition and very attractive to me, but fundamentally, he is closer to the magic poem." Golden Retriever said.

"The writer and the painter, one has half a foot across the threshold, and the other is completely unaware. It is clear who will win in the end, but everything is not yet determined." Red Horse said again.

Owl said in a gentle and dignified female voice: "Do you think someone is eavesdropping on us now?"

"No, everyone has forgotten Him." Red Horse said, pondered for a while, and then said, "Even if someone eavesdrops, it's better. It's more interesting. It's also good to see the psychologist come back here."

Owl shook her head: "I only care whether my secret will be stolen. In addition... did you miss someone?"

Owl looked at the mandrill who had been squatting on the big rock.

The mandrill opened its mouth and let out a whistling sound unique to wild animals, and cried happily. The eyes of other animals fell on the mandrill.

"Another second birth, but the Duke's daughter does not desire him as an ancestor. Whose trick is this? Is it yours?" The mandrill looked at the golden retriever with a playful look, and in his open mouth, his fangs flashed coldly in the moonlight.

The golden retriever seemed to sneeze: "Thirst has no reason, and thirst has no reason. If reason still exists, it is definitely not thirst. Those who do not drink sea water are not thirsty, and if they are not thirsty, they cannot enter."

"The drama without reason is the one that makes people linger. If there is a reason behind every action, then the drama will no longer exist.

All possibilities are born from impossibilities." The red horse said with emotion, as if he tasted some philosophical taste from the words of the golden retriever.

The golden retriever cast a grateful look at the red horse, and that look seemed to be Boya looking at Zhong Ziqi.

The golden retriever echoed, "It's thirsty because of thirst, not because of lack of water. Lack of water is the cause of thirst."

"Wonderful! Rootless desire is the origin of all plays." The red horse raised his neck and blew air through his teeth, letting his thick lips and gums slap against each other to express his joy.

Then the golden retriever also started barking, and the neighing of horses and barking of dogs formed a symphony, and the scene was immediately in chaos.

The other animals were still speaking normally in human language, but some had already started barking like ordinary animals.

Xia Shou had a headache listening to it. He tried to hear the conversation between the owl and the mandrill, but all he could hear were the barking of horses and barking.

At first, Xia Shou could still understand the conversation between these animals.

But later, they began to speak in a different language.

To be precise, they still spoke in human language, in Chinese. The literal meaning could be understood, but the various words became extremely obscure.

The conversation began to become like reciting poetry. Sometimes, it seemed that some logic could be heard from their words, as if they were really conveying understandable information to each other.

But sometimes, it seemed that they did not understand each other, but just pretended to understand, talking to themselves, and then praising each other for business.

Sometimes, they would even belittle and deny each other, but never give convincing reasons.

For example, just now, they mentioned the psychologist... Xia Shou assumed that they were referring to Jin Fenglong.

They discussed whether Jin Fenglong could ascend successfully.

The owl suddenly said, "There are fifty great ways, forty-nine are derived from heaven, and one is hidden from man." Then the horse immediately denied it, saying that the person in this sentence was not this person.

Then the owl immediately corrected it, saying that this time, it was the same for him.

Xia Shou tried his best to understand the conversation of these animals, but it was simply listening to a book of heaven!

It was like listening to a bunch of mental patients talking in a mental hospital.

The only thing Xia Shou could do was to memorize the content, but he couldn't understand it.

So far, the only thing he could understand at the first time was the small part at the beginning, that is, Baihe couldn't refuse his sister's request.

The literal meaning of this sentence is very shallow, and he can understand it.

But the only thing he can understand is contrary to reality.

Xia Shou clearly remembered that Baige's sister Baixue was dead.

So... what they said about not being able to refuse the request means that Baihe couldn't refuse Baixue's last wish?

In addition, what does "killing the painter's painting" mean?

"It's almost dawn." The owl suddenly said.

In an instant, all the animals stopped talking.

"Time flies so fast. Let's keep our conversation tonight a secret." The owl spread its wings and flew into the forest in the early morning moonlight.

Other animals also left one after another. Xia Shou didn't dare to move. He lowered his body and hid in the bushes, quietly waiting for all the animals to leave.

And the crow has been standing by his hand since just now, eavesdropping with him until now.

"Did you hear that? Tonight's conversation is a secret!" The crow said seriously, with a threatening and encouraging tone.

The next second, its tone suddenly softened, and its sharp beak came close to Xia Shou's ear, muttering: "But you can tell other crows... Crows are all tight-lipped. Just relax when talking to crows."

Then, the crow also flapped its wings and flew away.

The first ray of sunlight from the rising sun shone through the gaps in the bushes and hit Xia Shou's eyes, making him unable to open his eyes.

Then, he suddenly heard a shout from a distance.

"Found it! He's here!"