Shanhaijing monster edible guide

At this moment, the peacock is curling up under the wings of the phoenix, and a big beautiful blue bird is curling up under the wings of a big fiery red bird, looking very pretty.

Phoenix lightly pecked at the peacock's feathers, combing the peacock's feathers smooth and smooth.The peacock huddled under the wings of the phoenix, and raised its beak to peck at the feathers of the phoenix from time to time.

The phoenix lowered its head, and the peacock poked its mouth out from under the wings of the phoenix. The pointed beak stretched out. The phoenix lowered its head and rubbed its mouth with the peacock.

The peacock chased after the phoenix, grinding its mouth back and forth several times, until it felt tired from looking up, then gently shook its head and shrank back under the wings of the phoenix.

Peacock seldom thought of Lord Baling, and he seldom thought of other things when he was by Phoenix's side.The peacock said in a low voice: "This is probably the reason why the golden-winged roc hates me."

Peacock reflected on himself, and felt that he was indeed not a good brother. When he was with Fenghuang, it seemed that everything else in the world did not exist.

Fenghuang poked his head in and rubbed the peacock's head: "What are you talking about?"

Peacock was a little anxious: "Don't touch my head, they say I am too old, don't touch my head, even my own father."

Fenghuang laughed: "No touching, even my own father, I don't touch often, so have you ever touched your head?"

Peacock remembered that there was one. In the quiet mountain forest, there was a wooden house. There was a big chestnut tree planted in front of the wooden house. The chestnut tree should have borne fruit, but it was a pity that it never ate.

Outside the courtyard is a big river, which flows magnificently. There are many fierce fish in the river, each of which can beat a little tiger to tears.

Mr. Baling can cook unpalatable fish, but he always dislikes Mr. Baling's craftsmanship, because Mr. Baling's fish is either too burnt or not cooked at all.Lord Baling likes to stroke his hair, and then softly asks him to eat some.

The peacock shrank under the wings of the phoenix, and he stretched out his wings to cover his eyes.

Phoenix hugged the peacock tighter with its wings.He didn't say a word, no matter what Peacock has experienced outside, what kind of people he has met, what kind of monsters he has seen, Peacock will always come back.

The life of a monster is always so long, and what can't be forgotten.

Peacock covered his eyes: "I want to eat grilled fish."

Fenghuang answered him: "I'll bake it for you in a while."

Peacock hummed, and then regretted: "I don't want to eat now."

Fenghuang asked: "Is that to eat people?"

Peacock shook his head: "I don't want to eat, I want to sleep."

Lord Baling's grilled fish can only be eaten in a dream, because it is too unpalatable. After eating Lord Baling's grilled fish in a dream, he will never want to eat it again. The last time he had such an unpalatable grilled fish .The peacock closed his eyes and fell asleep under the wings of the phoenix.

Mr. Baling's roasted rabbit leg is a must, but the grilled fish is too unpalatable.However, Lord Baling on Baling Mountain would not harm the fish in the Baling River.At this moment, he was sitting on the bank of the Baling River. The fish in the river were swimming around. From time to time, he found some bright pearls from the river and sent them to Lord Baling. Mr. Ling has given bright beads, so he gave them again and again.

Mr. Baling remembered that he once cooked grilled fish.Peacock always dislikes the fish he cooks as unpalatable, as long as he touches his head, Peacock can always eat some.

Mr. Baling laughed. It is the evening of Baling Mountain. The clouds surround Baling Mountain and surround Baling Mountain. The clouds are so beautiful, but they are just fleeting clouds. Tomorrow there will be clear dew, and there will be pleasant birdsong.

Lord Baling touched the heads of the fish in the river, picked a leaf from the tree, and kneaded the shiny beads into powder. He wanted to write a reply letter to Mr. Xiao.

The emerald green leaves, the bright handwriting, the letter from Lord Baling was still very fresh when it was sent, probably because of the lesson of dried fruit last time, so this time even the letter from Lord Baling has been passed around for a long time. When the long time arrived in Xu Xiaobai's hands, it was still a very fresh letter.

Xu Xiaobai and the male god are thinking about moving. Many years have passed, and Xu Xiaobai and the male god have never aged at all. Beauty skills can no longer explain this reality, even plastic surgery can't explain it.

But Xu Xiaobai was very reluctant to move out, he discussed with the male god: "Let's move out the house too, it would be great if we could move out the neighbors as well."

Zhou Qingyan was packing up. They booked a moving company from China Wolfcom. The business of the boss of China Wolfcom has expanded to moving, cleaning, tree planting, and building buildings. He is like a rich man among monsters.

Hearing what the subject said, the male god nodded: "The house moved out, and the neighbors also moved out."

Don't be funny, how could the neighbor move away, Xu Xiaobai laughed: "The house can be moved, but the neighbors should forget about it, if this goes on, we have to move this street, we have to move the supermarket, and If we have to move the square, do we have to move the whole world?"

Zhou Qingyan threw things into the box casually: "The world belongs to you and me, it never belongs to others."

The world belongs to you and me, never to others.In this world, you only see me and I only see you. We can't see others from the beginning.

Xu Xiaobai replied: "Then what else do we need to pack, we can just move the yard and the house together." Nothing was cleaned up, and the two of them lay dead on the sofa, motionless, until a leaf floated from the window, It fell on Xu Xiaobai's eyes.

The leaves that floated in carried a faint demonic aura. Zhou Qingyan smelled the scent of a fox in the air, which was somewhat familiar. After a closer sniff, he was sure that it was a fox from the Xuanyuan Tomb.

Is the Fox of Xuanyuan Tomb still alive?Zhou Qingyan thought about it for a while, after Su Jiuqin died, there was really a living fox from the Xuanyuan Grave.

This is a letter from the fox of Xuanyuan Tomb.

A letter from Lord Baling.

Xu Xiaobai took off the leaves covering his eyes: "Lord Baling has a letter, I'll read it to you."

Zhou Qingyan hummed lazily, then patted Xu Xiaobai's thigh: "Read."

Xu Xiaobai read Mr. Baling's letter: Sir, Mr. Xiao is well. Everything on Baling Mountain is fine. The trees are verdant and the river is clear. On Baling Mountain, I feel safe in my heart. I am connected with Baling Mountain. Yes, only Baling Mountain can have Lord Baling, and Lord Baling can have such Baling Mountain. Thank you very much, sir, little sir, otherwise, I will never be able to return to Baling Mountain to perish.As for the peacock, it must be safe now. The peacock and I, Mr. Xiao, have been in the world for a long time, and we should know that there is a word in the world called karma, fate, everything will disappear in smoke.I only hope that the peacock will be fine, Mr. Xiao will be fine, Mr. Baling will be fine too.

I really like the strawberries sent by Mr. Xiao. They are very sweet and remind me of the world.

Hearing Xu Xiaobai read Lord Baling's letter, Zhou Qingyan hummed, and repeated: "It's a coincidence."

Xu Xiaobai knew about the meeting by chance.There are many karmic meetings in this world, maybe it is a war, maybe it is a natural disaster. Dispersed, many people will return to their own standard.

The so-called karma.

Xu Xiaobai put the letter from Lord Baling into a book and kept it well. They are going to move, so I don't know whether to tell Lord Baling their new address.

However, Xu Xiaobai still doesn't know where he will move this huge pile of belongings.

After reading Lord Baling's letter, Xu Xiaobai still couldn't help thinking that Lord Baling and Peacock are really a good match, but the life of a big monster cannot be judged by the affection of children in the world.I just hope everything is fine in Baling Mountain.

Everything is fine on Baling Mountain, Mr. Baling once again ushered in the morning of Baling Mountain, birds jumped from one branch to another, and some birds even danced beautifully on the tree.

In the morning, the cool wind blew on Mr. Baling's face, blowing up some of the hair on his forehead.Baling Lord raised his hand, and the wind on Baling Mountain spun around in Baling Lord's wide sleeves, and then escaped from Baling Lord's sleeves.

Everything is fine on Baling Mountain. Lord Baling's wide sleeves touched the grass on Baling Mountain. The trees on Baling Mountain, the dewdrops on the grass and trees floated up and hovered around Baling Lord. Lord Ling's breakfast.

Mr. Baling walked to the top of the mountain, stood on the top of the mountain and looked around. There were many mountains in front of him, and there were endless mountains. Among the mountains and seas, the most were mountains, and the most was water.

The mountain wind blew Lord Baling's hair up, he closed his eyes slightly, everything around him became silent, only the breath of Baling Mountain surrounded him.In the silence, he seemed to hear a bird song from a mountain peak far away.

Clear chirping sound.

It seems to be the chirping of peacocks, but it seems not. How can we hear the chirping of peacocks so far away?

Peacock slept for a long time, and even Phoenix was a little worried.The peacock opened his eyes under the wings of the phoenix, but his eyes were still empty. He crawled out from under the wings of the phoenix, shook his head, and walked outside in human form.

Fenghuang asked him, "Where are you going?"

The peacock didn't answer Phoenix's question. He stood on the tallest tree and uttered a loud and clear bird song. Who knows how far this bird song can travel?The peacock stares into the distance with empty eyes, but he can't see anything.

Fenghuang reminded him under the tree: "Be careful."

The peacock stood on the tree and looked back: "I'm so old that I can still fall, but I just had a nightmare, and I forgot after screaming twice, and it's all over if I forget."

Fenghuang asked him, "What nightmare did you have?"

The peacock laughed: "I ate an unpalatable grilled fish in my dream, but I have forgotten the taste."