The campfire burns,
Wood, fabric, and feathers are thrown in as fuel, along with the essential old day grease... Luo Di need not be responsible for it.
In the crow's bag, there's an almost inexhaustible supply of old day waste.
A person, a crow, and a pig sit by the campfire.
The pig obviously sits farther away, partly because such a strong campfire can dispel the darkness, slightly suppressing its portion.
The youth and the crow sit opposite each other by the campfire.
The safe covered in wrinkled skin has been tossed aside, entirely empty inside.
The crow uses feathers to cover the key parts of its humanoid body, while most of its body is still exposed for ease of movement.
Her head is no longer a chaotic nest structure, but a complete, slightly rotten crow's head without eyeballs, with a visible seam at the neck.
Due to prolonged conceptual separation, even if reattached now, it would need time to adjust slowly.
