Chapter 2 Chapter 2 “So that messy…
"So that messy thing is your bird?" Bai Tianming raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look. The thing that fell down with Mo Rusheng was still there.
The surface of the colorful feathers was covered with a layer of blood. The blood had dried and looked dark and had a fishy smell, but because the blood had dried, it was not strong. The blood, flesh and feathers were mixed together, like a feather shuttlecock falling into a can of meat sauce, which was disgusting and nauseating.
"It's mine," Mo Rusheng said, his head lowered and his eyes drooping. His voice was hoarse, as if he was saddened by the sudden death of a friend who had been with him for many years. "It mutated along the way, so it looks like this. It used to be a beautiful white bird, but it's a pity that it's dead now."
"You look dirty," Bai Tianming didn't want to hear him say sad things, so he stood beside him with a frown, looking at him and said, "How about taking a shower and changing clothes?"
Mo Rusheng was stunned for a moment, blinking and looking up at Bai Tianming, his eyes flashing with surprise and confusion, and a little cautious temptation: "You won't chase me away?"
"It's not that urgent." Bai Tianming folded his arms across his chest, stood at the door and looked at him and said, "Just throw you out like this. If others see it, they'll think it was me who did it."
Mo Rusheng blinked and looked at himself. He was indeed dirty and huddled up in a ball, barely recognizable as a human. He nodded and said, "Thank you!"
Bai Tianming asked Nanpu to arrange for Mo Rusheng to take a shower and change clothes.
After they left, Bai Tianming entered the study and found the bookshelf about symbols. He flipped through the books inside and actually found relevant information about the pattern on Mo Rusheng's heart.
The book said that it was a trace revealed from the soul of the creatures of hell. Those who had such a trace were usually thieving ghosts. This race came and went without a trace like ghosts, and their habit was stealing.
They may not necessarily sell the stolen items, but from time to time they cannot control themselves and want to steal things and put them into practice.
If they meet someone they cannot afford to offend, they will return the stolen items even if they have stolen them. If they are unhappy, they will destroy the stolen items. If they really cannot steal but cannot bear it, they will rob them, but they usually end up failing because they are not good at robbing.
Bai Tianming closed the book and went to find Nan Pu and Mo Rusheng.
Mo Rusheng had already taken a shower, changed his clothes, and was fixing his hair. Nanpu helped him dry his hair and handed him a comb so that he could comb it himself to make it look less messy.
He had just taken the comb and combed his hair twice when he saw someone coming outside in the mirror. He turned around and found that it was Bai Tianming, and he relaxed.
If Bai Tianming had not read the book just now, seeing Mo Rusheng's reaction, he might think that he was just a newcomer and unfamiliar with the place, so it was not surprising that he was a little wary.
But that book had already been read, so when Bai Tianming looked at Mo Rusheng now, he found that his reaction was actually unusual, because it looked like someone was chasing him from behind.
Considering that the book says that a race like Mo Rusheng might not be able to control themselves from stealing things, it is very likely that Mo Rusheng stole something he shouldn't have stolen and was discovered. He had no time to return it, so he had to run away. He was caught halfway and struggled hard to get out. As a result, the bird couldn't hold on and fell from the air, landing in Bai Tianming's yard.
Otherwise it would be difficult to explain why Mo Rusheng's bird mutated halfway. After all, normal things would not mutate suddenly.
Even if someone likes mutated things, they will first confirm when the thing in front of them will mutate or has already mutated before taking it away. There is no such thing as mutation halfway.
Because things that may mutate halfway are really dangerous and difficult to control, and once something goes wrong, it will be even more difficult to resolve. For the sake of their own safety, most people will not want things that may mutate halfway.
Unless they are looking for excitement, but that kind of person will die easily, and besides, Mo Rusheng doesn't seem like that kind of person.
To avoid misjudgment, Bai Tianming walked to a distance from Mo Rusheng and started chatting him up, trying to get him to relax and ask, "Does the clothes fit?"
"It fits quite well." When Mo Rusheng heard him ask this, he couldn't help but lower his head and tug at the clothes he was wearing. The clothes were indeed a good fit.
It's just that he wasn't used to it. He didn't usually wear clothes like this. But now he was in someone else's house, and it was good to have clothes to wear. He had nothing to complain about.
What's more, it's free. If you really say something bad, it would be too much and you might get beaten out.
He didn't think that he was unlucky for being kicked out, but he thought that there was nothing wrong with taking a rest here and hiding from the outside world for a while.
In that case, it's better to stay here than to be kicked out.
Bai Tianming nodded and asked tentatively, "Where are the clothes you changed into?"
"It's in the barrel over there," Mo Rusheng blinked. Although he didn't understand why he asked this, he still pointed to the barrel not far away, "What's wrong?"
Are you worried that my clothes will pollute the environment? Not really. If you're worried about no one washing them, then don't worry. I can handle them myself; it's not difficult.
"Your clothes are tattered," Bai Tianming smiled and said casually, "Are you missing anything?"
"No." Mo Rusheng's face changed, he lowered his eyes, subconsciously touched his pocket, but forced a smile, pretending nothing happened, and answered.
Bai Tianming raised his eyebrows.
Bai Tianming had no intention of investigating Mo Rusheng before he touched his pocket, but when Mo Rusheng touched his pocket, Bai Tianming suddenly felt that there seemed to be something of his in it.
This is not just intuition, but more like a perception, just like when you are lying in bed and suddenly feel that there is a fallen hair in your clothes, your own hair.
Although he didn't think that his things might be in Mo Rusheng's pocket, this strange feeling was enough to arouse his curiosity.
He tried to test it, secretly calling out for the part he might have lost within a close range. At this moment, Mo Rusheng's face suddenly changed, and he pressed his pocket tightly, as if a live fish was about to jump out.
If the change in his expression before was like a gust of wind, insignificant, then the change in his expression now was like overturning the palette, which he was in a mess and couldn't clean up.
Bai Tianming blinked and looked at him with a leisurely look, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, showing a little interest. At the same time, Mo Rusheng's arms trembled, and he finally stopped holding his pocket.
Then, there was a loud bang, as if something exploded.
Mo Rusheng loosened his hand, sweating profusely, his face pale, his lips trembling twice, as if he wanted to say something, but his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't think of what to say for a moment, so he was extremely quiet, even quieter than when he first appeared.
He looked terrified, and something flew out of his pocket and floated in front of Bai Tianming. Bai Tianming stretched out his hand and the thing fell into his palm.
He looked closely and saw a bright red heart, half the size of his palm, still beating, as if it had just been dug out of a living person's chest.
"How dare you take this thing?" Bai Tianming opened his eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment, and sighed, "You are quite brave."
It's a heart! Not a diamond. Why did you even take this? Does it look like something you could carry? It's small and easy to carry, but no one would carry a beating heart, would they? What were you thinking when you took it?
"This is the only thing that's moving," Mo Rusheng said, closing his eyes as he saw that he had been discovered. "I thought it must be very valuable, so I brought it out."
When he brought it out, he never thought about how special and important the only moving thing among a pile of motionless things was.
He just thought it would be very interesting to bring it out, and completely forgot that what he found interesting would definitely be interesting to others as well.
Moreover, a normal heart will not beat after leaving the body. If an organ like this can continue to beat without being in the body, it is either being maintained by someone or it is the bait of a trap, or it just looks like an organ but is actually an individual that can move independently.
After all, there are all kinds of things in hell, so it's not surprising that it looks like a heart. However, if this thing really has its own consciousness, it would be even more terrifying.
"You know," Bai Tianming hesitated, blinked, looked at him and asked, "Is this thing? Just bring it out?"
"Isn't this just a heart?" Mo Rusheng blinked his eyes, looking confused, as if he really knew nothing. He just picked it up at random.
Now it seems that I really don’t know whether to say that he is lucky or unlucky.
Bai Tianming shook his head slowly.
"Isn't it the heart?" Mo Rusheng took a breath when he saw the sad look on his face. Like a patient diagnosed with a terminal illness by a doctor, he widened his eyes, leaned forward, and asked nervously.
Bai Tianming was a little amused and replied, "This is a heart, but it's the heart of a dead demon, it shouldn't be moved.
I'm afraid someone left their mark and power on it, allowing this dead heart to continue to move. If there really is a mark, the owner would probably be on his way here by now. Have you checked it?"
"I didn't." Mo Rusheng widened his eyes and looked at Bai Tianming. His pupils trembled and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, but they didn't fall out of his eyes. He wanted to cry but couldn't, and said pitifully.
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