Jiang Chen

The lake is clear, colorful koi are playing, and the bubbles spit out are shining with colorful light.

The white bird passed through the mist above, its wings trembling slightly, and a few drops of water flew down and merged into the lake.

The koi who had just had fun swam to the pebbles and tried to hide themselves in it.

They are naturally included in Shiratori's recipe.

Glancing at the shivering fish tail beside the pebbles, the bird held a bunch of vermilion fruits with dewdrops in its mouth, turned its head disdainfully, and flew to the other side of the lake.

After circling a bluestone several times, the white bird retracted its wings and landed on the stone.It holds a vermilion fruit in its mouth, and its bright black eyes stare at the boy lying on the stone.The flying bird took a few steps briskly, placed the fruit beside the young man, and with a neighing sound, it flapped its wings and took off, circled a few times in the sky, and then flew away into the distance.

This piece of bluestone is not big, and the part barely protruding from the lake is almost completely occupied by young people.The young man has extremely long black hair, and the ends of the black hair hang down, dipping into the lake shallowly.

There is a wind blowing, bringing a little bit of falling flowers.The petals floated on the lake, and some petals even fell in the black hair.

The koi came curiously and circled around the hair.

The slender fingers resting on the edge of the bluestone moved slightly, and the boy's opened eyes showed a bit of bewilderment.He looked down at his body, seemingly extremely puzzled.

A young face was reflected on the surface of the water. Although the face was not yet open, it also had a sense of beauty and refinement.Following his movements, the ends of the extremely long hair dangled in the water, and the koi fish swam away in panic.

His fingertips touched something cold and smooth.The young man withdrew his eyes from the lake and landed on his side.Picking up the vermilion fruit with his slender fingers, he examined it carefully.

The vermilion fruit shone brightly in the sunlight, and the dewdrops on it fell into the lake, causing waves of ripples, which shocked the koi that had just swam away in a hurry.

After confirming that the fruit was edible, the young man pushed back the black hair that was blocking his eyes, his clear and warm black eyes were steady, unlike the expression that a young man should have.

After eating the vermilion fruit, the young man slightly closed his eyes and leaned lightly on the stone.A wind blew, blowing strands of black hair.

With his hair covered, the boy showed a very shallow smile:

"The reincarnation of the heavens will not stop me."

The flying bird hovered above the young man, Jiang Lige raised his head, the white flying bird seemed to have noticed his gaze, and when he looked down, his wings fluttered, and he swooped down.

The white bird landed lightly on his raised arm, retracted its wings, and put the fruit it was holding in Jiang Li's singer in a fawning manner.Tilting his head, he looked at this young man who made him feel very kind. In the bird's eyes, there was no impurity in dependence and trust.

Touching the smooth feathers of the bird, Jiang Lige's thoughts drifted to before he fell into a coma.

I jumped off the cliff, but I didn't fall to my death in the end, but came to this place that seemed like a paradise.

You know, in the last days, almost every edible thing is eaten by hungry people.

Jiang Lige glanced at the koi carp playing in the water, how could they exist.

His body returned to his boyhood, his hair became very long, and his clothes full of holes turned into a intact white robe with a simple and simple style.Everything is telling Jiang Lige that he probably experienced an incredible thing.

I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes, I didn't go to the underworld that I don't know if it exists, but was reborn in another place.

And the ability to communicate with birds and control them still exists.

Teased the bird that was holding on to him, Jiang Lige gave it away slightly, and the white bird flew up unwillingly, circling around him.

Looking around, the bluestone happened to be in the middle of the lake.The surface of the water was slightly rippling, and a thin mist shrouded it.Looking from a distance, I can only see the mist blending with the lake water, and I can't see the edge.

For the past few days, he has been living on the fruit found by the birds. Although the fruit tastes good, he can't always eat the fruit.Moreover, the piece of bluestone he was on was too small, and with the slight fluctuation of the lake water, most of his clothes were wet.

What's more... Jiang Lige stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and there was a bright red pattern under the cover of the white clothes.

The poison of the flower of life and death... is still there...

Must get out of here.Maybe we can find someone who can cure this poison.

Jiang Lige looked at Asuka beside him, and sighed inwardly.It's a pity that this white bird is too petite, otherwise it could have let it fly him out of this desperate situation.

The white bird screamed and fluttered its wings.Its speed was extremely fast, and the mist was lifted up by its wingtips, swirled in mid-air, and then slowly fell down.

Looking up at the slowly drifting mist above, Jiang Lige sat on the bluestone, thinking to himself:

I don't know how many helpers this bird can bring...

The white bird was very fast, and soon penetrated the fog and landed on Jiang Lige's shoulder.Smart eyes looked around, as if thinking about something.Not long after, the white bird raised its head and neighed, and suddenly there was a large response from above the mist.

Jiang Lige froze, turned his head to look at the white bird on his shoulder with a slightly smug look, and was speechless for a while.

The white bird neighed again, as if pointing the way.At the beginning, the sound of the extremely small wings fluttered a lot louder, and the drifting mist suddenly dispersed, revealing the flock of birds in it.

The birds gather together, and their colorful wings reflect each other.They were of different sizes, some were even prey of each other, but at this moment they gathered in groups, coming through the mist under the call of the pure white bird.

The agile eyes were bright, and the white bird's restrained wings spread, and flew towards the flock of birds.

Among the countless colorful birds, the touch of white is extremely eye-catching.

The white bird's chirping sound was more majestic.Birds, big and small, gathered around Jiang Lige, but they hit each other when they flapped their wings.

After all, the space is too small.

Jiang Lige sighed softly, opened his hands slightly, and moved gracefully like a dance.

The originally chaotic flock of birds suddenly became quiet.The white bird rushed out, chirped a few times angrily, and landed lightly on Jiang Lige's shoulder.The birds were a little aggrieved, and the flapping of their wings was much smaller.

Jiang Lige patted the white bird on the shoulder with a wry smile.Although this bird is the king of birds, it is also too stubborn.

The white bird flew up unwillingly, it understood what Jiang Lige meant.I saw it hovering in the air, and after a while, it let out a crisp cry, and at the same time turned its body and flew away.

Jiang Lige moved again, revealing an indescribably simple charm as he turned his wrist.The birds seemed to have received the order, and the birds that had gathered together dispersed one after another. The remaining larger birds lowered their bodies, and the flapping of their wings weakened a lot.

Taking a step forward, Jiang Lige just stepped on the back of a bird.Asuka acted as if nothing had happened, maintaining a posture of flying at a low altitude, motionless.Usually they catch hundreds of catties of prey when hunting, and the weight of human beings who only weigh a hundred catties is really nothing.

What's more, Jiang Lige's body has become the state of a teenager. In addition, he has been eating fruit for the past few days, and his body has become thinner. Stepping on the back of the bird will not cause any burden at all.

The slightly smaller birds did not disperse, but surrounded Jiang Lige.The white bird was flying in front of him at a moderate pace, guiding Jiang Lige out of the lake.

The boy's black eyes were calm and unwavering.He took a step lightly, and there was always a bird flying under his feet to provide him with a place to stay.The birds around me chirped from time to time, and the birds that made up the "bridge" adjusted their bodies slightly, always keeping in line with the direction of the white birds.

The shoes on his feet were gone when he woke up.Stepping on the back of the bird with bare feet, he felt a little uncomfortable at first, and then Jiang Lige, who got used to it, became faster and faster, walking as quickly as if he was walking on flat ground.

This lake is not big, but it is not small.While the water waves were slightly rippling, Jiang Lige stepped on the back of the last bird.The other side of the bird is the shore of the lake.

Looking back, there was a vast white mist, which covered the way.Jiang Lige calmly walked off Asuka's back, and stood on the shore of the lake, which was also filled with mist.

The birds that had been following him did not leave, but became a huge flock of birds again, hovering over the young man.The white mist, which seems to have remained unchanged for thousands of years, was driven to surround the flock of birds, and the figures of the birds in it were faint and indistinct.

The white bird swooped down suddenly and landed lightly on Jiang Lige's shoulder.It looked a little lazy, and occasionally a chirp stopped the noise among the birds.

Flicking Shiratori's small head, Shiratori understood, shook his head, spread his wings and let out a high-pitched cry.This cry went straight to the sky, revealing a bit of majesty that cannot be ignored.The flock of birds fell silent and scattered away.

In the distance, one old and one young are looking down to identify herbs.The extremely high-pitched voice of the white bird came here, and the old man grabbed a herb and put it in the bamboo basket behind him without raising his head, muttering to himself:

"Why is this little bird crazy?"

The old man's words never escaped the ears of the young man beside him.The young man looked very simple and honest, and was curiously looking at a white mist that was thin but covered its interior, and asked, "Master, do you know that bird?"

"Why don't you know it!" The old man showed a look of extreme heartache, "There is a whole tree of medicinal fruits! The medicinal fruits that I managed to cultivate!! This bird ruined them all these days!!! I don't know ?!"

Seeing that the old man was about to start nagging about Yaoguo that he had been nagging for several days, the young man quickly interrupted the old man, pointed to the white mist in the distance, and said, "Master, where is that? I've never seen it before." .”

The old man snorted and said, "Of course you haven't seen it, because this is the first time I've brought you here."

Knowing that his trick of changing the subject was exposed, the young man scratched his head and smiled a little naively: "Master, I seem to have seen that white bird."

"Feixu, you..." The old man was about to speak when a white shadow flashed in the distance from the corner of his eyes, like a white bird.And the direction it flies is...

"Yaoguo! My Yaoguo!!"

The author has something to say:

Well, the supporting role came out.