818 The actor who was raised by my milk

in the bedroom.

The big purple bird crouched on top of a tree hanger, the ends of its tail feathers just touching the ground.

Chi Ming sat on the bed and recited the information about Du Niang, "Suzaku, green luan, swan, swan, swan... Here it is said that the phoenix has five colors, and then you are a scorpion? Yue Zhuo? One and four, is that how you read it? I say you How come there are so many strokes in this breed?"

It seems that the old father is illiterate.

Xiaojiu popularizes science seriously: "The orthodox Feng clan only has three colors, Suzaku vermilion and Qingluan indigo. After they combine, by chance and coincidence, a raven will hatch. According to historical records, I am the first in the 3-year history of the Feng clan. The sixth bird, as for the other two colors of white and yellow, is actually the albino of Qingluan and the yellow of Suzaku. It cannot be regarded as a separate Phoenix branch, but Jinfeng has had it. The earliest patriarch of the Phoenix clan was Jinfeng, but his golden color was not born, but acquired through cultivation."

Chi Ming nodded, pretending that he had understood the intricate "Biology of the Divine Bird", but in fact his mind had become a tongue twister: red phoenix, yellow phoenix, blue phoenix, purple phoenix, albino phoenix, golden phoenix...

"So your color is quite rare?" Chi Ming did the math, and there are only six out of 3 years, with an average of one every 5000 years. This is rarer than all the pandas, crested ibis, and golden monkeys combined.

The long hair on the top of the big purple bird's head shook proudly, admitting frankly that he was indeed very rare.

Chi Ming found a few reference pictures, carefully compared his own big purple bird with the big purple bird on the picture, and felt that this is not a species at all.

The bird on the picture is gay purple, and his big purple bird is aurora purple. Although the color is only a little bit worse, the mystery and sense of luxury are not at the same level.

According to the data, the phoenix is ​​the most loyal (hard-hearted) kind of phoenix, similar to the monogamy of the black swan. Once two phoenixes form a partner, they will never betray. In case one of them dies, the other will die. One will cry to death without eating or drinking.

Chi Ming remembered that when he first met Xiao Jiu, the child swore that he would marry someone else (Bie Niao?), was it not because he was young and ignorant, but because he was set up by his own people?

"How old are you?" Chi Ming asked suddenly.

The long hair on the top of the big purple bird swayed gently, one circle or two... It felt like counting with fingers.

"Eight years old."

Chi Ming said in his heart that it was okay, as it looked, he didn't want to have a son who was hundreds of years old.

The big purple bird added: "This is based on the human algorithm. If it is the Phoenix algorithm, I am already an adult."

Chi Ming: "According to your Phoenix algorithm, how old is an adult?"

"Maturity does not depend on time. Adults are considered adults when their feathers are fully grown. Generally speaking, it takes 500 years, but I am a special case."

Chi Mingxin said to Yaowan, is his son really an unearthed cultural relic?

"Tell me, how many years is the special case?"

"16."

Chi Ming: "???" Don't you think this span is too big?

"It's a special case in the general phoenix family, but it's not the case with the phoenix. It is recorded in the history books that the phoenix hatched from a phoenix egg and was already full-fledged. I'm not the fastest yet."

Biology of the divine bird is more interesting than imagined, Chi Ming is a little bit addicted, immersed in the ocean of knowledge, completely unaware that his original world view has been shattered into glass shards and blown into the Pacific Ocean by the strong wind.

Chi Ming: "You said that Suzaku and Qingluan will give birth to birds when they are together? That is to say, red and blue can give birth to purple? Well, this is easy to understand, just like mixing colors, so what if purple and red give birth again? What color can it produce? Also, what color can red and blue produce under normal conditions? It must not be purple, so is it a flower? Half red and half blue? Also, can Suzaku and Suzaku only produce Suzaku?"

The big purple bird may feel that squatting on the shelf is too far away from Chiming, and it is difficult to maintain his divine bird image when jumping on the bed, so it turns into a little Xuanfeng, flies to the side of Chiming's pillow, and crawls along his arm Climb, one onto his shoulder.

Chi Ming's body froze for a moment, he was not quite used to his son's several transformations.

Maoqiu: "Yes, the offspring of a pair of Suzaku, unless they turn yellow, are also Suzaku, and Suzaku and Qingluan hatch phoenix eggs together, and there will be no other mixed colors except for Dawn, and the offspring are still Suzaku and Qingluan. About three to seven, there are fewer Suzakus and more Qingluans, but Qingluan is cold by nature and often lives alone all his life, so the number of offspring is not as good as Suzaku."

Now it's easy to understand, Chi Ming wrote in the notepad: Qingluan is cold and homely.

Mao Qiu continued: "However, Dawn is quite special. First, we only have phoenix but no phoenix. Secondly, our descendants do not have other colors."

Chi Ming understood, "That is to say, if you have children with other little phoenixes, you will only have boys and not girls, and the babies will be purple? Then your hair color gene is very strong, and it belongs to the obvious Sex gene, how could it take 5000 years for only one to emerge?"

Fuqiu's emphasis is very crooked, "I won't have children with other little phoenixes."

Chi Ming: "I mean, if, for example, you and other little phoenixes laid more than a dozen eggs, would it mean that your color will flourish in an instant?"

"There is no such if, and it is impossible to lay more than a dozen eggs. The phoenix eggs are not born from the belly of the parent bird, but from the Vientiane tree. I have said it all. The phoenix is ​​not a bird but a divine beast. When a phoenix comes into the world, it corresponds to the corresponding aura of heaven and earth."

Mao Qiu shook his head and looked at Chi Ming proudly, implying: We are super tall.

Chi Ming: "I remember you were ranked ninth?"

Maoqiu: "Well, this is also a special case. Except for me, no one in the Feng Clan ranks ninth."

Chi Ming: "... so powerful, should I confess you and offer incense to you?"

Fuqiu: "That's not necessary, but you can stick my photo on the door to ward off evil spirits."

Chi Ming: "..."

He forcibly turned his thoughts back and continued to study the problem of Zifeng's low birth rate. Even if he only gave birth to one at a time, it wouldn't be five or six in tens of thousands of years, right?

"Your color is also popular and you don't fall in love?"

Maoqiu: "That's not true, but there are very few records about the raven in the history books. I only read one part of it. The third raven and the red bird gave birth to two offspring of the raven, the fourth and fifth, but The Suzaku was in love and betrayed the third bird, so this bird chose to die with Suzaku. The fourth bird fell in love with the fifth bird, and imprisoned itself in the eighteenth floor of the underworld. Dawn... I can't find any detailed information about him, I can only confirm that he has not left any offspring, otherwise I would not be the sixth one."

Chi Ming: "..."

Your circle is a bit chaotic.

And it seems to have mentioned hell or something? ?

He suddenly discovered that not only his world view was broken, but his other two views were also a little bit precarious.

Forget it, there is no limit to learning, and you have to leave some room for yourself to grow and improve.

His question immediately became very down-to-earth, "What do you like to eat in Phoenix?"

Fuqiu: "I like to eat hazelnut chocolate now, the kind with 65% cocoa butter."

Chi Ming: "..."

"But the taste of instant noodles is also very interesting." It said and looked at Chi Ming obediently, "I'm not picky about food, and it's easy to raise."

"It's easy to raise, but you can't raise it for nothing." Chi Ming grabbed the fur ball in his hand and scratched it on the top of its head, "Hey, since you can talk, then call Dad to listen to me."

The fur ball stepped on Chi Ming's palm, "If you knew who my father is, you wouldn't say that."

Chi Ming: "Who else is your father? Anyway, it's either Suzaku or Qingluan, but since he can have so many cubs, I guess he is Suzaku."

Maoqiu: "..." They were all right.

Chi Ming: "It doesn't matter if you don't call me daddy, godfather is also acceptable."

The fur ball crossed to Chi Ming's palm, using practical actions to reject this act of blind recognition, and pretended to be dead by the way.

Chiming didn't sleep well that night, and when he closed his eyes, he saw bird feathers of various colors, red phoenix, yellow phoenix, purple phoenix, blue phoenix, albino phoenix, golden phoenix flying all over the sky, and finally, the biggest and reddest one It landed on top of his head, and asked him coldly: "I heard that you want to be my son's father?"

Red Phoenix was very heavy, Chi Ming's neck couldn't support his head, so he just woke up.

It was already dawn, and the morning light shone on the bed through the curtains. Half of the big purple bird's body was pressed on his head, it was terribly heavy, and the soft feathers on its wings rubbed against the tip of his nose, itching to sneeze.

Chi Ming pulled out his hand and rubbed his nose.

The big purple bird above his head noticed his movement, rubbed his head against his neck, and said in a boy-like voice, "Morning—"

Chi Ming checked the time, it was time to get up, and an acting class was scheduled today.

He pulled his huge son off his head, "I'm going out today, are you with me or waiting at home?"

"Together." The big purple bird immediately turned back into a small yellow ball, rubbed its eyes with its wings, crawled along Chi Ming's pajamas, got into his breast pocket, and remained still.

So today, Chi Ming's suit pockets were slightly bulging, not only stuffed with fat fluffy parrots, but also half a handful of snacks.

As usual, he and Yan Jiu met at the door of the unit first.

As soon as Yan Jiu saw him, he asked, "Are you happy?"

It was asking if he was happy to find his son.

Chi Ming sent a message to Yan Jiu yesterday, and also thanked all the fans who participated in the help on Weibo, so now everyone knows that his son is back.

Chi Ming hooked his fingers at Yan Jiu, and then opened his suit pocket to show him.

The yellow fur ball was nestled at the bottom of the pocket, holding a melon seed and gnawing on it. Hearing the movement, he looked up and saw Yan Jiu's adult face, and suddenly felt invisible pressure.

With a sharp crunch, he bit the skin of the melon seeds in half, then stuffed the kernels of the melon seeds into his mouth, eating harder, as if he was competing with someone.

Yan Jiu reached into Chi Ming's pocket and stroked the fur ball.

"Unfortunately I didn't find it," he said.

Chi Ming also put his hand in his pocket and grabbed Yan Jiu's hand, "Even if you find it, I won't accept it, thank you."

Yan Jiu held him back and refused to let him go, "Really don't think about it anymore?"

In the pocket, the fur ball crackled and cracked open another hazelnut.

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