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"Kurorojiu, congratulations, your labor reform is over."

Accompanied by these words, the sound of pattering tea can be heard, and the light fragrance mist is dense, lingering around the lake and mountains outside the window.

The small porcelain cup of the bird in the snow was pushed to the front of the young man sitting opposite, and the slightly shaking tea vaguely reflected the young man's face.The loose hair made him look fresh and handsome, but there was a purple cross tattoo on his forehead, and a touch of red was reflected in his deep, bottomless black eyes.

The youth smiled.

"Thank you Boss Hong for taking care of me all the time. If Boss Hong is willing to take the time to come to my world, I will definitely do my best as a landlord."

There was an extremely sincere expression in his black eyes, but this expression was only on the surface. The red-haired young man who had been familiar with the other party's virtues for many years did not lift his eyelids, and held up a lamp in front of him. Tea, take a small sip.

"Waiting for me, I'm afraid it's not the cage chirp."

"How could it be?" The young man's expression became more and more sincere, and at a certain moment, some dark colors settled in his eyes, "It will be a good cage, with the brilliant colors you like, wonderful fabrics, and it can also be built as big as a palace."

The red-haired boy was holding a teacup with a blank expression on his face.

"Although I'm very interested in the strength of you and your brigade, I won't go on a trip without accidents. It will affect the opening of the store. I'm already busy enough."

Against the black air constantly rising from the opposite side, he drank half a cup of tea slowly before speaking again.

"Public officials are here soon. Before that, I want to give you a piece of advice, which will be counted as your reward for your hard work during this time."

When it comes to "the hard work during this time", the young man's smile cracked for a moment, and then quickly healed.He refused to recall what he had experienced in Yan Moting for several years, he refused to recall the past when he was diligent in housework as a sparrow, and he refused to recall the strength of Boss Hong's scabbard hitting his head.

"Chirp Chirp." The red-haired boy made a happy voice, "It seems that I hung you upside down on the cliff when you were trying to escape yesterday, and today you have finished the transformation and can return to the original world Chirp, I really don't worry Chirp."

The black air that had been rampant because of the approach of parting completely subsided, and the young man also picked up his teacup, with clouds hanging over his head.

"Kurolo Chiu, you were convicted for trying to peek into the bottom of the world through the utensils in the relics. You have just redeemed this crime during the years you spent in Yan Moting's labor camp." Hong Hong The boy took another sip of tea, "But, I can see the [evil] in you very clearly."

He raised his rouge-colored pupils, which were originally gorgeous, but at this moment they seemed a bit condensed.

"I should have killed you, first."

"I'm afraid it's impossible for you to stop doing evil things, so try to avoid meaningless killings." He put down his teacup and issued his final advice, "All sins will be settled after death, and you are beyond redemption Medicine, at least restrain the crime to the extent that I can get you to be a buddy, now I almost don't even have the qualifications to be a sparrow."

The young man called "Kurolo" laughed, and this time, his smile was a little more real.

"Is Boss Hong still planning to take me in?"

The red-haired boy let out a long sigh.

"What can I do if I don't take you in? Chirp, what a worry-free fellow."

The sound of fluttering wings came from outside the room, as if some kind of reminder.Kuroro drank all the tea, and picked up the cup without a trace, which was almost a steal in front of the astounding red boss, but he just sighed and got up to send Kuroro out.

"If you want to hold the cup, you can hold it. It was originally a set. I will put the rest away and make it up again when you come back." He followed Kuroro and sent him off all the way Lou, short fiery red hair is fluffy, and a strand of hair is kept long at the back of her head, which is tied up. The tail of her hair is bright green, and it dances lively with the pace of walking.

Downstairs was waiting for two public officials who wanted to send the atoner back to the original world. The red-haired boy greeted them and told them, and then turned to tell Kuroro.

"Really don't try to escape Chirp on the road, the gap between the turbulent world is very dangerous, even I can't easily walk through it."

"Duanzi brought Chiu? Kettle brought Chiu? Don't break the cup on the way Chiu."

Kuroro finally raised his head and glanced at the towering buildings built in front of the mountain. The sky was bright, the golden sparrow statues on the eaves of the pavilion were shining brightly, and the hanging sparrow bells were tinkling.The name of this place is Yan Moting, which serves ghosts and gods. The boss here is the red-haired boy in front of him. It is said that he was originally a sparrow.

He was turned into a sparrow and thrown into Yan Moting to make atonement. The past few years are like a miraculous dream.

But it's not without gains.

He lowered his head slightly, and saw the red-haired boy staring at him with round eyes, the pupils were as pure and flawless as a sparrow.This beautiful red pupil, colorful feathers, and light and cute youthful posture, if in his world, it is undoubtedly the highest collection.

It's a pity that it's a sparrow with a knife.

"Do you really don't want to live in a cage?" He asked again with a slight smile, getting Boss Hong's expressionless face.

"Then, I'm off."

The red-haired boy watched him disappear on the winding road in the mountains, and before he felt a little bit of parting, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white pompom tweeting beside him from the corner of his eye.He sighed and left for a troublesome Chirp, there were still several Chirps still in Yan Moting.

"Bai Lanjiu, are you dragging cotton candy?"

The white pompom suddenly became terrified, and tried to leave the scene quickly with the bag, but the red boss intercepted him without looking up.The marshmallows were confiscated, and the whole white fluffy Chirp lay flat on the ground as if it had lost all hope of life.

"No, you can't eat too much marshmallow." Boss Hong's face was full of ruthlessness, "It's really hard for you to drag all the way from the big kitchen to here."

Thinking of the hardships along the way, the white pompom burst into tears.

"Can you still fly?" Hong Yanmo poked the chirp cake on the ground, and the chirp cake shook his head, and he smiled helplessly, picked up the whole chirp and stuffed it into his sleeve, and it went smoothly Smooth hair.

Accompanied by the sound of crisp clogs, Yan Que with a knife jumped up the stairs in a few steps, and turned into the corridor. Deep in the corridor is the room where the guys of Yan Moting live.It was daytime at this time, and many guys were resting, with their wings spread out and their hair curled up, and they made a slight "chirp" breathing sound.Hong Yanmo passed these sleeping buddies lightly, walked into the room, flicked his sleeves, and the white pompom rolled down on the couch, still humming.

The inside looks much bigger, with many delicate cubicles, white pompoms flung themselves on the cushions printed with cotton candy patterns, butts facing people, heartbroken.

"They're all gone out." Hong Yanmo looked around, "It's really energetic."

He didn't care that he was still covered in playful white pompoms, and walked to another cubicle, where there was another Chirp lying on the plain cushion.This chirping black feather sand-colored fluff looks a bit disheveled with bandages wrapped around its feathers, and there is still some residual blood on the tips of its wings.Hong Yanmo knelt down, checked his state, and gently stroked the feathers on his neck with his fingertips, making the chirp spread out in a dream.

The white pompom huddled in his cubicle, thinking about the cotton candy, and thinking about the Chirp next door who hadn't woken up for a few days.He decided to try to pretend to be depressed, maybe he could get some marshmallows, and maybe he could skip his evening work.

A slight sound, it should be that Boss Hong went out to prepare soup and food.Estimating Boss Red's footsteps, the white pompom has not done anything, it is still spread out, and a piece of snow-blue fluff has formed a pattern resembling an inverted crown.

Hong Yanmo came back quickly. He first changed the medicine for the injured Jiujiu, fed him some food, and finally adjusted the cushion to make him more comfortable.Then he came to the next door, and the white pompom was still inside, so he gently knocked on the small door and put a porcelain plate at the door.

"If you don't come out, I'll eat the marshmallow."

Before the words were finished, the small door opened, and the white pompom swooped out to defend his marshmallow.

Roasted marshmallows are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. A layer of burnt sugar shell just broke in the mouth, and the soft and melted cotton inside touched the tip of the tongue again.Yan Moting's marshmallows are definitely the best that Bai Lan has ever tasted. They are sweet and fragrant, moderately soft and hard, and they are eaten on Boss Hong's lap while combing his feathers with his hands, which greatly improves the comfort level.

"Didn't you want to get in touch with others?" Boss Hong's voice was soft and gentle, "It's easiest to start with being friends, and other chirps... just forget it first, the new one looks easy to get along with, Try chirp first."

Bai Lan lazily ate roasted marshmallows, not intending to make friends at all.

Just kidding, do you make friends to compete with yourself?Not to mention, he smelled some nasty smell of the same kind from this comatose chirp.

I'm afraid he is also a dramatist.

"After eating and resting for a while, I'm ready to start work. Yan Moting will be opening tonight."

Hong Yanmo gave one last instruction, ignoring Bai Lan, who was downcast for a second, and meditated on the duty schedule in her heart.

"I remember Bai Lanjiu's task today is to clean the floor!"

"..."

He hates mopping floors! ! !

Not long after Hong Yanmo left, Bai Lan struggled in his heart. He thought about doing something, but thinking about Boss Hong's keen insight and merciless scabbard, he became depressed again.

He turned his gaze to the injured Chirp in the open compartment, and unexpectedly found that Chirp had opened his eyes, with a slightly confused expression on his face.

Bai Lan was immediately elated, and "whoosh" approached.

"Are you awake?"

Are you awake, little brother?

Come see what you've become!