Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 189, who am I, where am I, who is beating me

The surrounding space began to crack as Song Dalin could see with the naked eye, and everything around him began to become blurred, filled with an inexplicable purple aura.

The boundary between fantasy and reality was broken, and Song Dalin felt a trance and dizziness before his eyes.

Immediately, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he passed out.

I don't know how long it took, Song Dalin woke up, feeling a little dizzy, but just when he regained consciousness, there was a bang, and he was hit by something, and he bared in pain. Grinning.

"Who am I? Where am I? Who hit me?"

Only now did Song Dalin wake up completely, but after he woke up, he was stunned by everything in front of him.

Several icy iron pillars surround him, the activity environment within the radius, and there is a small plate for holding water under it.

Immediately, Song Dalin knew that he was in an iron cage. The iron cage was so big that it could not only accommodate a bird, but also allow a person to put his hand in.

"What's going on here? Why am I in an iron cage."

Song Dalin looked left and right, wanted to shout, but the sound he made was not a human voice, and wanted to break the iron cage with his hands, but found that his hands had disappeared, replaced by two white wings, and his feet had become Slender poultry claws.

How... how did it become like this?
At this time Song Dalin finally realized that he had turned into a bird and was locked in a cage, and Song Dalin was very familiar with the person who beat him.

His face was full of flesh, his eyebrows were vicious and mean, he was wearing a camouflage coat, and he sneered with a hard whip in his hand.

This person is me!
"Well, remember the smell of being whipped. If you don't listen to me in the future, this whip will be considered light, you know? Remember, in the future, if you work hard for me, the benefits will definitely be yours haha!" [Song Dalin ] After continuing to whip a few times with the whip, he brought a small piece of minced meat to Bai He's mouth.

Feeling his own long peck, Song Dalin really can only accept the fact that he has traveled back to the past, and even passed through into the body of his own white crane.

It's not good for Nima to time-travel, but he happened to time-travel to this unlucky white crane!

"Why am I so stupid to provoke that monster? If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have gone to this wretched Xiangtou Mountain. It would be great to go to Yangtou Mountain and Hutou Mountain." Song Dalin was in the mood to cry now, However, as Baihe, he doesn't have tear glands, so he can't cry. For the raw minced meat in front of him, he really resists from the bottom of his heart. The garbage pork stalls in the vegetable market don't want it. What's more, it's overnight, and it's disgusting for dogs to eat
Song Dalin also regretted it. He regretted that he was greedy for cheap and bought it for Bai He to eat the garbage offal meat that had been left overnight. Although it would not rot, the smell was really unbearable.

In the past, it was for the white crane to eat, but now it is for myself to enjoy.
However, the growling stomach told Song Dalin that if he didn't eat the little minced meat in front of him, he would really die of hunger.

Enduring the nausea, Song Dalin could only eat the minced meat in front of him. He was a bit resistant at first, but when the peck came into contact with the minced meat, he really couldn't help it. The minced meat was swallowed into the stomach.

However, this bit of minced meat is useless, even if you eat all of it, your stomach will still growl, it is not even a drop in the bucket.

"Can you give me a little more! I'm so hungry! It's fine even if it's minced pork, please give me another piece!" Song Dalin desperately wanted to plead with himself, but it was useless. After Song Dalin finished feeding the little bit of minced meat, he opened the delicious barbecued pork rice takeaway in front of Baihe, and ate it while shouting "Zhenxiang".

Song Dalin, who was watching dryly from the side, could only watch helplessly, desperately smelling the aroma of the barbecued pork rice, mixed with the smell of siu mei and sour plum sauce, but it was this smell that made Song Dalin more The more hungry you smell.

It was the first time he felt the taste of hunger. Although Song Dalin was not rich in the past, he also had skills. He could still afford a portion of meat for each meal. He had never endured hunger like this now, but it was this. Once, Song Dalin was really uncomfortable
"Does the dog feel this way every day? It's something I do every day. I starve it every day, and let it help me gather medicine."

Song Dalin had mixed emotions in his heart, thinking about what he had done in the past, but before he thought too much, he was dazzled by hunger, and now he was almost too hungry to stand up straight, that kind of screaming on an empty stomach It felt like a nightmare.

Under the urging of hunger, Song Dalin now just wants to sleep with his eyes closed, trying to resist hunger with sleep.

Just when Baihe Song Dalin was a little drowsy and narrowed his eyes, [Song Dalin] who was eating barbecued pork stood up, holding the brand new black leather whip and a transparent box in his hand.

"Hehehe, it's my first time working today, you have to behave nicely to me, don't even think about eating if you don't give me a few hundred dollars, understand?" [Song Dalin] poured the leftover barbecued pork rice After reaching the trash can, he took out a brand new thick hemp rope from the transparent box and walked towards the white crane.

Seeing this hemp rope, Baihe Song Dalin shuddered. Seeing the fear on his face, whether it was hunger or drowsiness, he instinctively thumped and struggled, leaning against the back of the iron cage. go.

"Don't! You can't restrict my freedom! Please, don't put this rope on me!"

He knows what this hemp rope means, which means that in the following time, all his time, all his life will be tied to this hemp rope.
For the instinctive senses of birds, being bound by wings is equivalent to being bound by hands and feet of human beings. It feels really uncomfortable.
"Little guy, you're so naughty, how dare you fucking dare to struggle? Do you want to eat a whip! Do you still want to eat meat! Or do you mean that you don't recognize me as the master? Ma De, dare to struggle, find a beater Ah!" [Song Dalin] pulled the whip, swung it vigorously, and the whip fell on Bai He.

pat-

The white feathers are fluttering, and there is a little bit of bright red.

Baihe Song Dalin looked at the whip that was whipped on his body, the pain made him fearful, his wings and head retracted, and the bamboo slips of resistance faded away.

At this time, Baihe Song Dalin did not struggle again
"That's good." [Song Dalin] grinned, and approached with a hemp rope
The hemp rope that bound freedom, wings, and the sky finally fell on Bai He.

(End of this chapter)