Shan Xiaoliu got lucky and was taken home by the gods.
The head elders in the mountain are very kind, although some of them shed hair, some moan in the middle of the night, and some need his help with postpartum care.
Master is still the best!
"Xiao Liu."
"Master, Master!"
"Do me a favor."
"Hmm?"
"Kill me."
Lu Chongming didn't know when he would collapse. The calmness and restraint he was proud of disappeared into nothing. The blood of the beast rolled in the veins of his body, screaming to poison people's minds and detonating the beast tide. And he could only remain silent in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
So he picked up a sharp knife and prepared to use it to end himself one day. The child who was picked up looked up at him ignorantly and trustingly, with only him in his eyes.
"Master?"
Purpose: Protect animals and build a harmonious ecology between man and nature