Douluo, about my journey from a soul beast to a human

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Gan Jia grasped the handle of the metal door tightly with both hands and slowly opened the door panel to a gap. A fishy smell mixed with a light fragrance came to his nostrils.

I hope I'm just overthinking... Gan Jia held her breath and concentrated, using both hands to push open the metal door in front of her.

There was no one in the slightly dim metal cage, except for a dilapidated wooden bed placed in the corner.

Not seeing what he suspected, Gan Jia breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to walk towards the next metal cage.

However, the moment he turned around, a faint sobbing sound reached his ears.

"???"

Gan Jia frowned, walked back into the cage again, activated the 'Listen to the Wind' skill, and listened carefully to the direction from which the sound came.

When he walked to the bed placed in the corner, the faint sobbing became clearer.

Gan Jia suppressed the sadness and anxiety in her heart and slowly moved her feet.

He leaned down and gently held the sheets on the bed with his right thumb and index finger.

It must not be what I thought...

No, it can’t be what I thought!

Gan Jia took a deep breath, and the strong fishy smell instantly flooded into his nasal cavity, almost making him choke with tears and cough, but he still held on and did not make any unnecessary movements.

How is that possible? I must be overthinking.

That's right, it must be that in my previous life I read too many complicated things, and I always liked to think about strange things.

He forced a smile on his stiff face, but what was supposed to be a sweet smile became extremely ferocious and twisted at this moment.

He gritted his silver teeth, closed his eyes, and lifted the sheet covering the bed.

Suddenly, a white figure jumped out from under the bed and ran towards the door as if running for his life.

In response, Gan Jia still held up the list in his hand and stood motionless.

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes and slid down his cheeks, falling onto the dirty ground.

The 'Listen to the Wind' skill indeed allowed him to find the thing that made the sobbing sound.

But at the same time, it also made him clearly know what the thing that made the sobbing sound was.

It's just that he has never dared to admit it, or it can be said that he dared not accept the facts before him.

Because, the 'thing' that kept sobbing softly was actually a six or seven-year-old boy.

However, what is different from ordinary boys is that this little boy's hands and feet were replaced by the wings and claws of some unknown spirit beast.

It can be said that the little boy at this time has been far away from the category of human beings, and he looks like a combination of human and soul beast.

At this moment, an extremely sharp scream came from the door.

This was accompanied by Kansai's rather shocked and surprising words.

"You...are you a human or a spirit beast?!"

Kansai was holding the little boy firmly in his hand, looking at Gan Jia's back with a horrified expression.

Gan Jia sniffed twice, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, turned around and ordered:

"Give him to me."

Kansai glanced down at the little boy, nodded silently, and gently placed the frightened little boy in his hand on the ground, then turned around and walked out, closing the metal door again.

With a harsh sound of metal friction, the metal cage became pitch black again.

Only the faint sound of sobs still echoed in the silent cage.

Gan Jia kept using her 'Listen to the Wind' skill, slowly moved her steps, and walked slowly towards the little boy.

It wasn't until he walked in front of the little boy that he slowly knelt down and stretched out his hand to touch the boy's head:

"You must have suffered a lot while here."

The little boy hid his head under his wings and kept sobbing, unmoved by Gan Jia's words.

Gan Jia bit her lip, hugged the little boy into her arms, stroked the little boy's dirty hair with her right hand, and softly comforted:

"The bad guys outside have been driven away, and no one will hurt you again."

At this time, the little boy's trembling body slowly returned to calm.

He slowly raised his head and stared directly into the darkness in front of him with his big black eyes, as if he wanted to see through the darkness in front of him and see Gan Jia's face clearly.

Gan Jia smiled slightly, took out a torch from the inventory, lit it, and stuck it on the ground:

"Come with me, there are many beautiful clothes and delicious food outside..."

However, the little boy who originally calmed down kept shaking his head after hearing Gan Jia's persuasion, trying like crazy to break free from Gan Jia's restraints.

Seeing this, Gan Jia quickly let go of his hands, fearing that the thin little boy would be injured if he didn't pay attention.

But when the little boy broke free from the restraints, he ran towards the bottom of the bed again.

He hid in the corner under the bed, his body started to tremble again, and he huddled up like a frightened bird.

Gan Jia sniffed, stood up and walked to the bed, squatted down and comforted:

"Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you again, I promise!"

As he spoke, Gan Jia raised three fingers, as if to swear on the spot.

Unexpectedly, the little boy who had been silent all this time responded positively for the first time.

"Chacha-"

But the words the little boy wanted to express sounded like the chirping of some kind of bird soul beast, which sounded extremely harsh.

Can't you even say anything anymore... Gan Jia clenched her back molars and asked softly:

"You don't want to go out because you're afraid of something, right?"

The little boy nodded repeatedly, waving his wings wildly, and kept chirping in his mouth.

However, Gan Jia couldn't understand a word of the little boy's confession.

He could only rely on his feelings to guess what the little boy was afraid of.

After hearing that the people from the Thunder Sect were driven away, his mood did return to calmness for a moment, which meant that the thing he was afraid of was not the Thunder Sect.

Then besides the persecution of the Lei Ming Sect, what else do you fear?

Gan Jia looked at the little boy's appearance and couldn't help but have a guess in her mind.

Maybe it's in this regard...

Gan Jia waved his hand, and his hands instantly transformed into spider-legged blades:

"Look, I've become like this too."

He kept waving his arms in front of the little boy and said with a smile:

"But don't worry, even if this is the case, you can still change back."

As he spoke, he waved his hand again, and the spider-legged blades in both hands returned to their original state.

His green hands kept waving in front of the little boy:

"Look, I can change it back, and you can do it too."

Seeing Gan Jia constantly changing the shape of his hands, the little boy's very resistant mentality finally gradually collapsed.

He slowly crawled out from under the bed, holding Gan Jia's thigh tightly with his wings. Two lines of clear tears flowed from his young face, and his mouth was slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something.

Gan Jia gently rubbed the little boy's head and comforted him:

"Don't worry, speak slowly."

He thought that the words the little boy was about to shout would still be the incomprehensible sound of birdsong.

However, the next moment, what came out of the little boy's mouth were extremely clear and easy to understand words.

"dad..."