Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn-Chapter 263 - 44: Angry "Little Bird

Above the river, a fish mousse skeleton bobbed up and down in the turbulent waters. The moonlight shone as bright as a hundred-watt light bulb, clearly illuminating the two people on the riverbank.

Yezi saw not a rock but a real person, and this person was the least human-looking individual Yezi had ever encountered in his life.

It was a piece of grey-green rock that covered two to three square meters and stood two meters tall. The rock’s surface was unevenly coated with moss and the excrement of birds, indicating that it had been on this riverbank for many years.

Part of the huge rock was soaked in the river, with the rest on the shore. If it were just as described above, it wouldn’t be enough to send chills down Yezi’s limbs. Sweat streamed down his forehead continually, and he dared not wipe it with his hand. The most appropriate action for Yezi at this moment was to turn and run, but he was unable to do so.

His body completely lost control, Yezi’s pupils dilated, his eyes fixed only on the fuzzy human face on the rock’s surface. If it weren’t for that mouth that kept chewing, Yezi might not have noticed that face.

Weeds were the hair, moss was the eyebrows, the facial features were like stone carvings, and even the eyeballs were hollowed into the rock.

"Tsk tsk, little boy, have you seen enough? Don’t bully me for having poor eyesight. You disturbed my late-night snack; tell me, how are you going to compensate," the mouth, like a crack in the rock, spoke and spat out scattered fish scales.

Stomach acid churned like the whirlpools in the river, Yezi bit his tongue, using the pain to swallow back the nausea and fear.

"Are you human? Or a demon?" Yezi had heard Master Shanyin mention a book called Journey to the West, in which the Great Sage Equalling Heaven sprung out of a rock.

"Maybe human, perhaps a demon. Little boy, you don’t need to ask so clearly; either way, you’re about to die soon." As the boulder spoke, its mossy eyebrows fluttered, shaking off a layer of dry grass.

"Are you going to eat me?" Yezi imagined himself turning into a dead fish, being chewed over and over again.

Pfft, his meat wasn’t so delicious. Yezi’s fingers clenched, the only rock left in his hand embedding into his palm, the pricking pain was sharp, and with that pain, Yezi sobered up a bit.

"Humans can be both the butcher and the fish on the cutting board; fish and humans are the same. Rest assured, I won’t eat you right away. It’s been so many years since I’ve seen anyone. The last time I saw a person was five or six years ago." The boulder opened its mouth and spat out a slick fish eye.

"My flesh is sour, bones are hard, you can’t gnaw through them. Better if you let me live, and I’ll catch fish for you in the water. These little fish aren’t tasty, all bones, they’ll cause trouble if they get stuck in your throat," the pain in the palm of his hand allowed Yezi to regain some of his senses slightly. He found that as long as he didn’t stare at the boulder, his consciousness would be clearer.

"Humans are ungrateful creatures, give them a little and they’ll ask for everything else. I saw right through that Huang kid," the rock made a creaking sound, as if stretching its limbs, "Three years ago, a man like you who also fell into the water happened to be washed here. At first, he wooed me with good food and drink, then stole my treasures and escaped while seizing the chance. Not only did he steal but he also called for the Mountain Opening Workers to come, trying to blow me up. Tell me, aren’t humans the worst."

"Those people are indeed pretty bad, what happened to them afterward?" Yezi pretended to be very interested, echoing the giant rock. Looking more closely at the lower end of the boulder, due to staying in one place for too long, countless grass stems encircled it, with parts of the rock having become parts of the rocky beach.

The more Yezi looked, the more his heart pounded; this rock had been here for god knows how many years; this giant rock must be a demon.

"Those people? They couldn’t lift me, so they sprinkled gunpowder all around me, trying to blow me up, hahaha," the giant rock laughed, the small pebbles on the river beach and the fish in the river were frightened into jumping, and the mountains and forests on both sides of the riverbank echoed with the hooting of night owls.

"Did you... eat them all?" Yezi’s adam’s apple moved, trying to suppress the fear that surged up his throat from time to time.

"Eat them? I don’t have such a good appetite. My stone stomach can barely handle a meal of cold fish flesh, but so much hot human flesh, I just can’t digest that. Plus, that bad Huang kid wasn’t among them; I fed those people to the fish in the river," yet another round of eerie laughter.

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