He looked around and snorted:

"What else can it be, Crow!"

"Forget it, I don't have a chance to go to bed today anyway."

"Since you guys didn't cause me any trouble, I'll tell you about the origin of the crows near the Mist Mountains..."

As soon as this statement comes out.

Everyone's attention was attracted.

As a result, the old man sucked in a slutty for a long time before baring his teeth and said:

"You must have never heard of the story of "Crow's Day Stealing"?"

"Crows are ominous things in the customs of the Three Kingdoms in the Southern Kingdoms; but in the myth of the Kaovas, the crow is the right hand of the Creator God and the good god most worshipped by the Kaovas..."

Hearing this.

Roger, who was a little absent-minded, suddenly felt a little moved!

This story doesn't mean these Aboriginal peoples.

Even he, a time traveler, has never heard of it!

"Does my killing of crows have a reversed value for chivalrousness, which is related to the myth of the Kauvas people?"

So he listened carefully.

...

In the old man's constipation narrative.

Roger roughly understood what "Crow Steals the Sun" is.

In the myth of the Kovas people.

There was no sunlight at the beginning of the world.

People live in darkness all day long.

You can only rely on those things that emit light to see each other.

In the darkness.

People are always intimate.

The Creator God believes that this is good.

Because I can't see each other's appearance clearly.

People will not dislike each other because of their appearance differences.

So He hid the sun in the secret room in the mountains and ordered his right-hand eagle to be responsible for guarding the secret room.

Then He commanded his left-hand crow to manage the world for Him.

After doing all this.

The Creation God traveled around the universe on a starship.

When the crow was managing this world, he heard the voices of many people-

The fisherman said:

"The world is always dark, it's really hard to catch fish and fill my stomach. I should change my career to do something else..."

The farmer said:

"There are always people coming to steal crops in the fields, because the darkness cannot tell who they are. I should change my career to do other things..."

The Hunter said:

"The forest is too dangerous. I can't see prey, and I can't see me either. The outcome, life and death all depend on luck. I should change my career and do something else..."

These sounds made the crow feel very moved.

On the one hand, it sympathizes with people's helplessness.

On the one hand, I was frightened by their thoughts - if everyone changes their behavior, then the world will be in chaos!

So the crow flew quietly to the mountains.

It stole the sun while the eagle was napping!

From then on.

There is sunlight in the world.

The fishermen, farmers and hunters are not ready to change their careers.

But it is also because of this.

People saw each other clearly and gradually became rifty.

When the god came back, he saw this scene and severely punished the crow.

He said:

"Since you have stolen the sun, punish your feathers to become the ugliest color under the sun."

So the crow became what it is now.

The eagle was also punished for dereliction of duty.

So every time the eagle sees a crow, it will attack with all its might.

What about the creatures.

Although they have a rift due to the difference in appearance.

But in their hearts.

The crows that brought them sunlight remained the greatest good god.

...

"this……"

"It's the story of the crow stealing the day that the Kovas people believe in!"

By the bonfire.

The old man yawned:

"There is a saying that the crows near the Mist Shadow Mountains are all clones of the Good God Crows; they scream at night to scare away monsters lurking in the fog."

"So it's the most dangerous thing to hear the crows yelling."

Looking at most people's expressions of disbelief.

The old man snorted again:

“But now the situation is different.”

"Those evil ghosts that emerged from some of the crows were attached to some of the crows, making my experience not that easy to use."

"Anyway, keep away from the crows along the way. Don't mess with evil crows or good god crows!"

Everyone nodded.

That's when.

Roger asked slowly:

"Then is there any way to distinguish between evil ghost crows and good god crows?"

The old man glanced at him in surprise.

Immediately smiled sly:

“Of course there is.”

"But that's not a free story."

Roger smiled and said nothing.

that's all.

Everyone chatted around the bonfire for the middle of the night.

The strange screams outside the cave continued for a whole night.

At dawn.

Amid Roddick's swearing urging.

The group set off again yawning.

This day.

The caravan was much slower.

On the one hand, everyone didn’t sleep all night last night, and on the other hand, the mountain road was much rugged.
To be continued...