"Curse? What is it about? Sores on the top of the head, tumors on the back, and pus on the soles of the feet?" Yun Tuan asked curiously.
Unexpectedly, Norma's face turned pale, she covered her face with her hands, and retched, "Why can't you think of something better?"
Scars, purple tumors, yellowish pus... It’s so disgusting, so disgusting!
The cloud spread its claws, looking over the shoulder of the short witch and landing on the medicine shelf at the back. There were dried toads, dried centipedes and the like, piled in small glass jars, which looked as disgusting as a sore.
"So what?"
"Dragon cannibalism. Every five years, the bones are crushed and reorganized. No anesthetic has any effect. You can only live through that period of time - I know you won't live long, but the dragon bone is useful to me, so you are not allowed to eat it." "Oh."
Yun Tuan nodded with a well-behaved expression.
After a few sentences, Yun Tuan guessed something:
First, as a human, she is on the diet of witches and evil dragons, and they have a way of dealing with conscious bodies. Once she leaves the dragon's body, she may become food;
Secondly, the witch has a large reserve of rare medicinal materials, many of which are highly poisonous, but the magpie’s eyes are always wandering near the medicine shelf;
Third, the dragon loves to lie, but its rank is not high, so it may have been deceived by the witch.
Yun Tuan stepped aside, "accidentally" bumped into Magpie Butler, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my legs are numb."
The butler glanced at the dragon's legs suspiciously, waved his hand and left with the remaining refreshments.
Norma yawned, her amber eyes filled with tears, "Your friend is so slow, I'll take a nap first, call me later."
"Then I..." Yun Tuan held the bag and looked around in confusion.
"Come with me, Norma has a spare room, but it's a bit dusty. Fortunately, the dragon has big nostrils and won't choke on the dust."
The butler who came back smiled slightly, the gentleman was distant.
Yun Tuan wondered what the bird meant.
Norma's house is decorated in a simple style, not as gorgeous and complicated as Yun Tuan imagined, such as a spare room, just an empty shell.
It's boxy, with nothing but the wood-colored floor.
"Ahem, sorry, I'm going to move a chair." The butler spread his wings and flew away.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...
Yun Tuan sat on the floor and dug at the floor with his nails. He found that it was not a wood color, but a light color. The dust blown from nowhere actually had a coloring effect.
"The Foolish Old Man who moved mountains has come back, and he still can't get a stool." Yun Tuan shook his head.
The meatball came out of the bag, "It has nothing to do with me, you hit it first! The witch's butler is the stingiest of the magpies."
"Why are you in such a hurry? I didn't ask." Yun Tuan chuckled and put his paws into the bag to fiddle with it a few times.
Eager to explain, it seems to be covering up.
"I haven't. I think you are about to join the old lady and die. I want you to understand." Qiu turned around and turned the side without dragon scales towards the clouds.
"Really? You haven't offended that bird?" Yun Tuan pinched a small piece of the ball's fat and forced it to turn around.
"Well, I was just curious about what the eggs laid by magpies tasted like, so I caught them and raised them for a while."
The ball is dangling with the soft and elastic little fat all over the body, pretending to be calm.
Yun Tuan's other paw has been stuffed in the cloth bag, tinkering with some medicinal ingredients that he just bought from the witch's medicine shelf.
"How long is a while?"
"Just for a short while, less than ten years, it just couldn't hold it in and couldn't lay eggs! It really pissed me off!" The ball swelled with anger.
"Well, have you ever thought that it might be a male bird?"