Shivering, Di Tou couldn't help but want to curse. F*ck who's voice was that? When they sang, it sounded like they were choking on a chunk of cement. One moment, their voice was high, and the next, it was low and crooked. But hearing the lyrics and seeing they seemed rather innocent, Di Tou relaxed slightly. Er, perhaps he had finally run into another person other than the baker?
"Blue-bird, blue-bird come with me, won't you sing your song for me."
Hesitating just a moment, Di Tou quickly followed the voice, deciding that, figuring that he was lost either way, his best bet was to follow the mysterious singer. In any case, his main objective was to figure out what the h*ll was going on here, and depending on whether it was a formation or a Yin Body, to either escape or resolve the resentment.
