What was the most comfortable place in the world?
A bathtub full of cash? Or a prairie where a gentle breeze blew? Is it a mountain full of red leaves? Or did a friend order a table of food and wine for you to come over and talk nonsense?
In fact, when you came back from a long day of torment, you would understand that these poetic and picturesque relationships were nothing. The most comfortable place was still the bed. Sigh, you can lie down horizontally, vertically, starfish, upside down, in a straight line, or in any weird shape. You can lie down however you want. Aiyo, nothing is more comfortable than this.
However, one had to face tomorrow. Tomorrow, one had to live, eat, and fight. At this time, people were envious of pigs. They didn't have to worry about food, clothing, and didn't have to earn money to lose weight. They just lay down every day. What animal could live better?
God, if only I were a pig! Our male pig trotter was paralyzed on the bed as he thought of this. He turned over and suddenly felt empty under his body. He fell from the bed and let out a pig's cry.
Looking up, there were a few faint burning clouds floating in the slightly orange sky. It was already evening.。。He closed his eyes peacefully and planned to continue sleeping.。。Wait, where is my roof?？He looked around and saw green brick walls, yellow straw, and a few pigs!
The air was filled with the smell of pig manure and swill. He kicked his legs in fear, and a listless Black-Ground White-Flower Pig came over and asked with concern,""Brother, did you have a nightmare again?”
"Brother? Who's your brother?" He let out a pig's cry. What was even more terrifying was that he realized that he could translate these pig's cries!
"You don't remember me?”The Black Ground White Flower Pig cried bitterly,"We're just a pile of mud that rolled up from childhood!"”
Did I really turn into a pig just by making a wish? Wasn't this story developing too quickly? He tried to get into the mood. Since you're my childhood friend, what's your name?？”
"I'm your childhood friend.”
This name was really full of the aura of a pig.
"Then what's my name?" he continued to roar.？”
"Your name is..." The pig's mouth seemed to have frozen with the world. A frame popped up in front of him. Please enter your character name here. There's also a dice icon that seems to be random.
He pondered deeply. Names were a profound problem. A name that was simple, clear, catchy, and had a deep meaning was considered superior.。。As the saying went, the Five Treasures of naming were domineering and cool. How could one hint at his low-key luxury and inner meaning in these few words? He was both Long Aotian and Mary Sue.。。？
As he was thinking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain from his ears. He let out a pig's cry in surprise and moved away from the naming box. He saw a burly farmer grabbing his ears and dragging him out! The other pigs in the pen were all hiding in the corner and drawing a cross on their chests. They were crying and crying,"Humph! Have a good journey and we'll still be brothers in our next life!!”
So this pig I'm possessing has a name! Then what the hell was that naming dialog box just now!？Humph, this name is really lame! Wait, why is this person pulling my ear!？After being dragged out of the pigsty, he saw a green brick stove and a steaming pot. A middle-aged woman was sharpening her knife at the side!!
A pig's entire life should be made up of eating, drinking, defecating, sleeping, and that knife at the end of the year. It should be autumn in this weather and temperature. It shouldn't be like this! I haven't eaten, drunk, pooped, or slept in my entire life. Why am I going to be stabbed?？
The farmer lifted him up and pressed him into the pot. He kicked his hooves crazily and shouted,"Ya Xuan Die, Ya Xuan Die! My bank card, Fortune Treasure, Ant Flower Bar, all of them, please spare my life!!”However, he only let out a series of messy pig cries.
The farmer was muscular and strong. He forced our protagonist into the hot water, pulled out a sharp knife from his waist, and began to shave. His technique was sharp and the blade was sharp. Our protagonist's fur fell all over the pot.
God, I don't want to be a pig anymore! I don't want to be a pig anymore! Let me be human! Give me another chance to turn over a new leaf! He stood in the boiling water and trembled crazily, but God seemed to be deaf. The farmer's cold blade kept cutting across his skin, and the sound of the farmer's wife sharpening the knife kept stimulating his eardrums. He raised one of his legs in fear and peed his pants.
This was not a joke. He had really peed himself. He was so scared that he had forgotten how a pig peed. He was so scared that he raised one leg and peed like a dog.
The farmer happened to shave the hair under his stomach, and the thin yellow line bloomed on the farmer's face.
The farmer was caught off guard and could only step back to cover his face. Our main character was smart enough to find an opportunity to escape! With a pfft, he spread his four hooves and rushed out of the small courtyard at a speed of 80 miles per second!
"The pig ran away! The pig ran away!" The farmer shouted and wiped his face. The woman picked up her big knife and chased after him. He ran out of the courtyard and did not have time to determine his position. He could only continue running along the road towards the setting sun. Logically speaking, running on four legs was really faster. She ran as fast as lightning and the wind blew. In the blink of an eye, the farmer woman was left behind as a small black dot far away.
He just kept running.
Some people were scenery wherever they were, and they were paintings in the eyes of others.
For example, a pig sprinting towards the setting sun. This was a picture that made people sigh with emotion.
Ah, this was a pig that was pursuing its dreams with all its might. How many times in our lives can we run at full speed against the sunset like this?
"If you don't run away, I'll be stabbed!!”Our protagonist roared. He ran all the way to the bottom of the sun before stopping in a small forest. He only felt his heart and all the fat on his body trembling. He was about to die suddenly.
Therefore, no matter how busy you are, you have to keep training.
He staggered forward and saw a huge bluestone lying on it, about to fall asleep.
There were still benefits to being a pig. For example, if you were very thin, you would feel uncomfortable sitting on a hard chair, but if you were as fat as a pig, you could lie down casually. This fat body was your best Simmons.
This small forest was not bad. The breeze was gentle, birds were singing, and the fragrance of flowers was fragrant. He was in a daze, but when he was about to fall asleep, a gust of wind blew! As the saying goes, the cloud is born from the dragon, and the wind is born from the tiger. After the gust of wind blew past the tree, a white-fronted insect jumped out!
He immediately woke up and jumped up."F * ck! Are you kidding me? I just ran out of the pot! Pig life was too difficult! White-fronted worm, go back to Water Margins and find Wu Song!!!”
All his complaints turned into the seductive sound of a pig. The tiger had not seen such a fat and delicious dinner in a long time, so it roared excitedly.
His follow-up complaints turned into cold sweat and were shouted back. This was not good. This was even worse than being in the pot just now! At least the humans could give me a quick death. Cats have the habit of teasing and torturing mice. Rather than saying that cats are smaller tigers, it would be better to say that tigers are bigger cats! If this big tiger had a slow personality, it would be worse than death if he poured a glass of red wine and called a tigress to enjoy the moon while slowly tasting me for an entire night!
What should he do if he encountered a tiger in the wild? What should I do? No teacher taught me this!？Playing dead? Pooping? Call him big brother? She entrusted all her wealth and sex to him in order to save her life?
"Roar!" Just as he was thinking, the tiger roared again and opened its bloody mouth to pounce at him!!
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