"The witch will use black magic to turn you into various animals, one each day." Alda fluttered her feathers.

His eyes rolled around and finally landed on the noisy child at the table next to Wan'an, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know what will happen if you turn into an animal?"

"If I become a bird, then I will fly. Over the mountains and over the sea." The child was answering excitedly, but then he thought about what Alda said before about turning into a pig.

He immediately frowned and stood on the table with his head lowered and his shoulders slumped, with a dejected look on his face: "I can turn into any animal, but I don't want to turn into a stinky pig."

"If it's a little bird, it's not unacceptable." The child said with hope, "Mr. Parrot, from this point of view, the witch's black magic is actually good, right?"

"Of course not!" Alda snapped: "My little friend, you are too naive. Do you think you will be happy if you become a bird?"

"No, as a bird you can only live in the forest, running around for bugs every day, and be careful about becoming other animals' lunch." Alda flapped her wings and flew from one tree branch to the other.

He said quietly: "Do you like to eat fat, soft, white worms that you can poke with your sharp beak that turns into a bird, and the white sauce will burst out?"

"I don't like it." Wan'an was the first to answer this. She thought of the white worm that Wu Ling pecked out.

The child had already been described by Alda, and after thinking about it for a while, his face turned pale with fright.

"After you turn into a bird, not only will you not like the food, but you will also be shot to death by hunters with guns, and finally become a charcoal-roasted bird." Alda said with a gloomy face.

"If you are unlucky and turn into a bird or a smelly pig, you cannot break the witch's black magic, and you will live as this animal forever.

After hearing this, the child could no longer stand still. He huddled on the table and stumblingly asked: "So witches are bad people, and black magic is also bad?"

He continued to tell the story about the witch: "If you are lucky and fall under the evil black magic of the witch, then randomly turn into an animal every day, so at least you will not be trapped in a bird or a pig forever.

in the body.”

If you can't speak, you can't communicate with humans verbally, and you can't do anything.

"It's not up to you to decide what animal you want to turn into." Alda seemed to hear a sneer.

"Of course!" Alda laughed sinisterly: "You don't want to be turned into an animal by a witch and sold to other towns, away from your relatives and home."

"Then I won't turn into a bird, I will turn into another animal." The child thought about it seriously. After being a human, he really couldn't bear to eat bugs every day.

The last person, with a human soul and an animal body, died alone late at night or early in the morning."

"After you turn into an animal, you will be sent to the slaughterhouse to be slaughtered, and then put on the dining table. Or you will be sold to a distant place, leaving your family and friends, and become an abused pet."

"I don't want to turn into an animal, I hate witches!" the child shouted angrily.

Alda smiled with satisfaction after hearing this. He turned his head and stared at the frowning audience at the bottom of the stage with expressions of anger.

He cleared his throat: "Do you know what this witch has done besides turning humans into animals?"

"She also captured many animals and traded them with smugglers to make money."
Chapter completed!