I, Guhuo Bird, am not an umbrella demon, please don’t disturb me

I, Gu Huo Niao, am not an umbrella demon, please don’t disturb the author: No distinction is made

Introduction:

He was reborn as a bird and was fed by a crow.

Bai Qingyu originally wanted to live a peaceful life as a bird, break away from his identity as a monster, and become a wild immortal.

Until one day, she picked up a baby girl in the mountains and forests...

"So this is what it feels like to have a baby."

Volume One: Chapter 1 Baby Girl

It is the ninth month and autumn is approaching.

Shiwandashan has just experienced an autumn rain, and after the sky clears, the quiet mountains and forests are as picturesque as a fairyland.

Amid the clouds and mist, streams meander like silver, apes crow, fish leap, and a line of egrets ascends to the sky.

If you look closely, there seems to be one egret in the row that looks different from the other birds around it.

Egrets have white body feathers, are small and slender, averaging only over 60 centimeters.

The bird following them reached over three meters in size alone.

Said to be an egret, it actually looks more like a red-crowned crane.

The fluffy snow-white feathers are rich in layers, the long crane neck is black at the top and white at the bottom, and the beak is long and straight. Perhaps the most eye-catching thing is the bright red on the top of its head, which is also the most similar to the red-crowned crane.

What is different from the red-crowned crane is not only the layered fluffy white feathers on its body, but more importantly, the feathers on the back of its tail that are also snow-white and edged with gold threads and are more than one meter long like a phoenix tail.

The body is like a crane and the tail is like a phoenix.

As if they noticed that there was a different "same kind" behind the team, the group of egrets suddenly dispersed and flew in different directions. Who knew that the size of the bird behind them was too big, with its wingspan alone? Just over seven meters.

Seeing that the leisurely egrets broke up because of him, the white bird turned in another direction, flapped its white snow wings, turned and flew towards a gurgling stream in the Yunwu Mountain Stream, leisurely and leisurely, neither fast nor slow.

The wings flapped lightly and slowly fell into the forest.

By the stream, the white bird's slender black claws stepped into the stream. It fluttered its feathers, locked its eyes on an innocent fish in the stream, and launched an attack instantly.

Whoa!

The bird's beak was like lightning, and it accurately bit the small fish, grabbing the struggling fish out of the water. Then it raised the bird's head, adjusted the position and direction of the fish, and removed it with three strokes. Er swallowed it whole into his mouth.

After the fish is swallowed, it will be suffocated to death in a short time, but there is no need to worry about the horrific scene of swallowing a living creature struggling inside the body.

The white bird has no teeth for chewing. Most of the time, it is like a snake, swallowing its prey whole. At first, it was really not used to this feeling. The human nature that still remained in the body was very resistant to this. Eat.

But this is the cold natural world. No matter how beautiful the mountains are, picturesque and fairyland-like, they cannot hide the cruel side behind them.

Because it is swallowed whole, Shiratiao cannot feel the fishy smell of fish.

But even if there is, I have already gotten used to it.

It has been twenty-one years since I was reborn into this world and turned into a bird.

From being fed bugs by a crow when it had just hatched, to being cruelly taken out of the nest by the crow's mother when she discovered that it was different from other children, to surviving in this cruel mountain forest.It has long been accustomed to everything. A bird that has just learned to fly, at that time, it could only live on plant leaves and wild fruits, let alone fish.

In the past 21 years, the remaining humanity of the body is still there. It often recalls the ordinary life of the previous life and the coldness of the hospital before death, but it also realizes a sentence.

Death is both the end and the beginning, and flowers bloom and fall over and over again.As a member of all living beings, all it can do is let go of its obsessions and let nature take its course.

However, until now, it didn't even know what kind of bird it was. Judging from the reflection on the water, it looked like a red-crowned crane, but he was very sure that it was not. A red-crowned crane would not have such a huge size. There won't be such long feathers either.

Compared to the red-crowned crane, during this period it became more and more doubtful whether it was a demon or a bird demon.

But it doesn't matter anymore, as long as I can live, it feels good to become a bird. At least I can fly freely in the sky. With these wings, I can go wherever I want.

Just pay attention to a few survival rules.

First, remember to go back to the nest when it rains, so as not to get your feathers wet.

Second, beware of cats.

Third, don’t go to a place that makes birds panic.

Fourth, when facing danger, fly as far as you can.

After all, with wings and the ability to fly, the number of things that threaten it will be greatly reduced. With a few survival rules, White Bird has managed to survive until now.

wow.

Another fish was caught and swallowed whole as if it were a date.

The white bird's current food is mainly fish and shrimp and occasionally eats some berries.

Suddenly, the white bird raised its head and looked at the sky.The weather in the mountains changes at a moment's notice. Less than two hours after it became clear, a strong wind blew back the heavy dark clouds, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with dark clouds.

After catching two more shrimps at random, the white bird spread its wings, flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

Logically speaking, the size of the white bird will not allow it to fly so easily. It mainly relies on a magical power.

Since ten years ago, every morning when the sun rises, it will puff out mist on the top of the mountain and absorb the essence of heaven and earth. This obviously demon-turned-spirit behavior, Shiratiao doesn’t know how he learned it, it’s like he was born with it. His instincts are average, and he will be able to do it when he reaches that age.

Sure enough, just as the white bird thought, when it returned to its nest in the small cave, lightning and thunder began to blow outside, and soon there was a heavy rain.

With its paws curled up and its body huddled in a simple nest made of thatch branches, the bird's head was inserted into the feathers on its back, quietly listening to the sound of rain outside.

As autumn enters, the weather begins to get colder, and the normal cranes begin to migrate. However, the white bird has the demonic power gained from absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, so it is not afraid of the cold.

But for some reason, as it absorbed more demon power, its body began to undergo some strange changes.

For example, they particularly like the cubs of other creatures.

The white bird feels a headache because of this. Many times when it sees the baby, it becomes unable to fly. At the same time, there is an uncontrollable impulse in its heart, that is, to abduct the baby.

Whether it was a tiger cub, a deer cub, a rabbit cub or even a small snake, they were all within the range that made her heart beat.

Shiratiao didn't know why he was so "overwhelmed with motherly love", but he just thought it was probably sick.

In Shiwandashan, time is the least valuable thing.

Another five years have passed by in a blink of an eye.

The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke.

The gloomy sky does not prevent the white bird from standing on a boulder with one foot and raising its head to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

In the past five years, Shiratiao has determined one thing.

It was probably, really, a monster, a harpy.

I don’t know if it’s the inheritance of the bloodline. Looking back, it seems that it already had demon energy in its body when it was born, which is exactly the same power it is absorbing now.

The power it absorbs is called demon power, and demon power allows it to do many incredible things. For example, it can easily kill an adult tiger with one wing, or release some flames.

After finishing its daily "training", the white bird stretched its body, with demonic power. The feathers on its body became more and more shiny, and overall it was much more "fairy" than the crane. This also made it quite satisfied with its current changes. .

I flap my wings and fly up, preparing to fly to the creek at the foot of the mountain to have some breakfast, and then go back to my nest to think about bird life.

But today, it seems a little different.

As soon as she flew down the mountain, she felt something. With eyesight far beyond that of a human being, she glanced around and saw a colorful tiger rushing toward a few figures in the direction of the mountain forest.

The roar of the tiger shook the sky, and some birds in the forest were frightened.

The white bird's eyes narrowed, and after seeing clearly that the figure that the tiger pounced on was actually a human couple, it quickly changed its direction and flew towards that direction at a high speed.

For more than 20 years in the forest, it has never seen a human race, nor has it taken the initiative to fly to the outside world.

Once a human being, it deeply understands the horror of the human heart.

But this time it's different.

Unfortunately, when the white bird flew down, the couple had been killed by the tiger.

Facing a tiger, the weak body of human beings has basically no room for resistance without weapons.

Shiratiao saw that the couple's arms seemed to be protecting something.

The demon power burst out, frightening the tiger away. The white bird flapped its wings and landed next to the couple.

The couple is dressed in traditional ancient clothes, which is somewhat like Hanfu. The fabric is quite luxurious. Judging from the wife's jewelry, the couple must be of high status. They must be rich people, maybe big landowners or... An official.

So why did they come to the Hundred Thousand Mountains?

Shiratiao saw a boy who was probably only eight or nine years old not far from the male master. He was not killed by a tiger. He had wounds from a sword on his body.

Suddenly, Bai Niao heard what seemed like something underneath the hostess crying, and stepped forward to move the hostess's body away. The next moment, she was stunned.

It was a swaddled baby girl.

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Volume 2: Chapter [-] Umbrella Sword!

Shiratiao never expected that his wife's neck was bitten from behind, her spine was broken, and her back was bloody and bloody. What she had to protect was a little baby, a baby girl who was not even one year old.

The swaddling clothes were tightly wrapped and pink, with a white flower inserted next to the baby.The baby cried sadly, and her chubby little face turned red because she was hurt by being thrown. After all, she was only a few months old, and she couldn't understand what was happening in front of her even if she looked at it.

She didn't know that her father and mother were killed and would never come back. She didn't know that the warm liquid on her face was actually her mother's blood.

The forest was quiet and the baby was crying loudly. The birds that had just returned were frightened again and flew into the sky with flapping wings.

Shiratiao looked at the baby blankly.

What she wants to do at this moment is actually to leave.She was just a bird, a harpy with some demonic power. Her limit was to drive away the tiger, and she was powerless to do anything more, but her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand.

A very dangerous idea was born deep in my heart.

Otherwise, just adopt this child...

As soon as this idea appeared, it lingered in my mind, like a voice from the depths of my soul.Shiratiao knows that he likes the cubs, but in the past he could at least control them. This time, it was indeed difficult to control them.

Putting aside the physical instinct, Shiratori himself actually wanted to help the child.

If he left and left her alone, the result would be that she would be snatched away by jackals, tigers and leopards. The picturesque scenery of the Shiwanda Mountains was just an appearance, and Shiratiao knew the cruel side of the reality all too well.

The reason that made her hesitate was the child's age.

she is too small.

How can I feed her as a harpy?

No milk, no food, no change of diapers, no warm environment.

Alas, that’s all, give it a try.

While she was hesitating, the baby was probably tired of crying, and her crying gradually became quieter until it stopped completely. She curiously looked at this strange environment with her big black eyes.Seeing this, the white bird was also happy. Since he decided to take her back, he used his wings to tidy up the baby's swaddling clothes, and then used his beak to pick it up. Unexpectedly, as soon as she put her head over, the baby who had just stopped crying started crying again. stand up.

Why is the child crying?

It was like seeing something scary.

White Bird made a move.

She seemed to have forgotten one thing. She was no longer a human being. She was just a bird demon in this life. No matter how beautiful the crane was, it was still a demon.

The appearance of the crane cannot be said to be terrifying or even sacred, but it cannot hide the fact that humans and demons are ultimately different.

Finally, the white bird picked up the crying baby with its beak, taking the swaddling clothes with it.

Glancing sideways, he saw the sword and a wooden umbrella worn by the male owner. After hesitating for a moment, he walked over and grabbed the umbrella handle and sword handle with his claws. He flapped his wings lightly and took the baby and umbrella with him. The sword flew into the sky.

She had no way to dispose of the bodies of the male master's family of three. Neither beaks nor claws were suitable for digging a hole to bury them deep. Moreover, Shiratiao felt that this matter might not be simple. Such a wealthy family would be hunted down. When they arrived at Shiwanda Mountain, the sword wounds on the eldest son’s body could not be explained.

Putting down his inner thoughts, the bird held the swaddling clothes tightly in its beak. Fortunately, the nest was not far from here. The white bird slowed down as much as possible to avoid letting the child catch the wind and cold. It flew all the way back to the nest and placed her gently. In a bird's nest that is a little crude but can keep out the wind.

The white bird was fortunate that all the feathers that had been molted in the past were collected and placed in the bird's nest.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired from crying, or because the soft bird feathers make the baby feel comfortable.Bai Niao suddenly discovered that the baby had closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while. His pink mouth was slightly open and his breathing was steady and regular.There is quite a lot of peace and tranquility over the years, and my heart can melt.

Bai Niao does not regret her decision, but she is a little unhappy.

She didn't know what month it was, but she knew it had been autumn for some time.

During the autumn harvest, there is no shortage of food in Shiwandashan, especially fruits. It is also the time when wild boars and deer grow meat.

But winter will come soon. Can this child survive the cold winter?

Walking quietly to the entrance of the cave, looking at the mountains outside that were a little yellowish but still green in color, the sadness in Bainiao's eyes gradually turned into determination.