It was a windy and rainy day. I had been unemployed for three months. I was rejected for the Nth interview. I walked heavily to the top floor of a certain building. I sighed when I looked at the whole bustling city. Because Mao is so talented and has a good skin, there is no room for me here.
"Keke" a voice responded to my lack of talent. I turned my head and saw a black-and-white feathered reed chicken standing on the solar water tank. It was looking at me with dignity. How could I tell from its eyes that it was laughing at me, a human?
"Monster, Lao Na is here, show your true form quickly." I held a branch as a mahogany sword in my hand, pointed at it, and performed the classic demon-slaying moves of the smelly Taoist priests I learned on TV.
It looked at me with a confused expression (visible from its eyes), and after a while, it actually spoke, "This is the original form."