v2 Chapter 227： I have my plan (1/2)

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After the hillside full of valerian trees, there is a forest.

There is a wooden hut in the woods. The nature around the hut is very good. There is a stream flowing outside the door. The old unknown trees, their branches are entangled under the action of some mysterious force. Woven into a huge tree cover, blocking all sunlight.

But apart from daylight, this is probably the kind of forest holiday cottage that everyone wants to ”give me a whole.”

The owner of the hut is quite strange. His pets are not cats and dogs, but a group of crows, but they seem a little different from ordinary crows. They rest quietly on the roof and branches, and they are not noisy, just like falling asleep. The same.

In the dark room, a pale man suddenly woke up from a feather bed with black curtains.

There was sweat on his forehead and his eyes flickered, but what was more interesting was the pair of wings behind him. The hind legs were four meters long and two meters high, as if to fill the entire room.

However, if there is a careful person, you can see that the pair of wings are also shaking slightly.

But the next moment, someone plucked the harp. The melodious and soothing sound of the piano floated through the door into the man's ear, calming his mind. He sat in bed for a while, then stood up, Put on slippers, walk to the table and pick up the half bottle of Coke that hasn't finished.

The added sugar also calmed him down, but he couldn't help sighing when he saw his slightly swollen belly.

Throwing the empty cola bottle into the trash can aside, he pushed open the door, but frowned when he saw the figure on the living room sofa.

”Thank you, Pasitia, for the amazing performance. I feel like I'm sitting in the golden hall of Vienna and I must take off my hat.” The funny old man on the sofa applauded after the piano sound Road.

An old man with white hair looked nodded and thanked, then put away the harp, and tremblingly walked out of the cabin.

When she took the door, the man watched the old man vigilantly, ”Why are you here?”

The old man didn't answer, paused, ”The 'demeanor' of the three goddesses of beauty and benefit, I remember how beautiful she was back then, reminded me of Daphne, and no wonder you couldn't help offending Zeus for her, yes Now, what about your waist, it doesn't feel good to fall down from such a high place. ”

”So you made a special trip to laugh at us?”

”No, just a moment of sorrow, and the goddess of that year is also old.”