My protagonist attributes have been discovered

"It's 280 miles to the west. It's called the mountain of Zhang'e. There is no grass and trees, and there are many Yaobi. It's very strange. There are beasts. Its shape is like a red leopard, with five tails and one horn. Its sound is like hitting a stone, and its name is like hideous (zhēng) ). There is Niaoyan, whose shape is like a crane, with one foot, red veins and blue texture, and white beak. Western Mountain Classic

After crossing a section of asphalt road facing the subway exit, there are small pieces of gravel and loess on both sides of the stone-paved road, and there are burnt marks on the chapped ground from time to time.

I don’t know what this place looks like in other people’s eyes, but when Song Yangle walked on this really desolate path, when he looked up and saw the green and warm villa with a green and moist appearance under the blue sky not far away, I thought: Another series that encourages and desires to get rich overnight.

Stop being envious.

Do you think people will be happy if they inherit half a mountain at birth?Do you think it would be easy to live on the hills inherited by others who produce nothing but jade?You think... He hasn't finished persuading himself, the sweat on his forehead slid down the side of his face, feeling the heavy weight of the takeaway worth 12 yuan behind him, he thought deeply: Well, I'm not envious anymore.

——Now I'm jealous, very jealous, I can't live like this without jealousy.

The villa, which is almost entirely made of jade, is very large. The gate made of jade is more than three meters high. It may be for fire prevention. Song Yangle couldn't find the doorbell, so he had to knock on the door. Fortunately, the solid sound transmission was not bad, and the whole villa seemed to follow There were several clear knocks on the door.

"Stop knocking! Come out!"

He was about to raise his hand again, when a slightly irritable sentence suddenly came from above his head. The huge shadow covered the hot sun, and at the same time he felt a burst of coolness, he subconsciously looked up and saw the huge figure unique to birds of prey coming from the second floor. Sweeping down, the hard green feathers with red edges and the sharp white beak swooped down together, heading straight for his eyes with shrinking pupils——

"—Your takeaway has arrived!"

In the blink of an eye, Song Yangle himself didn't know how he lifted the incubator from behind to above his head. Of course, this kind of thing was not unusual in his life experience of seeing ghosts every day for more than [-] years, but what he blurted out would be this In a word...

While ignoring the possibility of this sentence appearing due to the influence of TV commercials, he felt proud of his strong sense of responsibility. When he raised his head, he saw that although the other party was trying to slow down, he was nearly two meters long. The fluttering of its wings brings out a unique smell of birds, and the sharp toes and claws curled up under the belly when flying seem to be about to step on the incubator...

I go.

Song Yangle, who felt that he couldn't bear the weight, once again exploded with the speed of light and put the takeaway on the ground. He backed up quickly, and halfway back, he heard a "Boom!" followed by an "Ah!" Screaming, he subconsciously looked up——

The bird of prey, which had already braked in mid-air, did not expect him to run so fast. Because of its size, it landed on the takeaway box before it could flap its wings. The wings hugged its only leg, The pain caused a bunch of red hairs on the top of the dark green head to stand on end.

Song Yangle: "..."

how to say?He thought for a moment, then commented: This |bird| seems a bit unlucky... no, I'm not happy about it.Hmm... well, just a little bit.

Thinking of this, before the other party reacted from the pain, he took another look.

Before he tried to look away for the last time, Bi Fang, who had finally recovered from the pain, saw his movement, flapped his wings, jumped up on the incubator with one leg, pointed at him, and opened his beak , the young voice who has not yet passed the voice-changing period yelled fiercely: "Damn human! What are you looking at?!"

Looking at the legendary large-scale ferocious bird jumping on one foot, Song Yangle: "..." As expected of a ferocious beast, the pain was relieved so quickly after falling so hard, huh?

He had just finished thinking when Bi Fang, who accidentally jumped out of the incubator, jumped straight from the [-]cm high box to the ground, with the weight of his whole body on that single foot, and there was a "click" sound. Passed it very clearly, and then——

"Ahhh! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!..."

"...do you need to call emergency services?"

"X! How can you human being be more stupid than Taotie?! What emergency center! Hurry up and give me a hand!"

"……Oh."

Song Yangle walked over, thinking: Taotie is really too innocent.

Bi Fang, who didn't know what he was thinking, saw humans approaching, and when the wings touched his palm, the ominous bird sitting on the ground magically turned into a green-reddish hairstyle sitting cross-legged on the ground, with short hair and white clothes. Normal teenager in T-shirt and board shorts.

Song Yangle's eyes inevitably stayed on the other's eye-catching hair |color| for two seconds, thinking: really green.

Pulled up by him, Bi Fang turned his head and stared at the eyes that were faintly glowing with fire: "What are you looking at?! Have you ever seen green hair?"

"...It's nothing, it's just a little special."

"Nonsense! Uncle Bi Fang's hair, can it be the same as ordinary humans like you?!"

Song Yangle: "..." Oh.

"what!"

The human hand around him suddenly left, and Bi Fang subconsciously spread his wings, pierced his T-shirt to keep his balance, and looked at him angrily: "What are you doing?!"

Song Yangle stretched out his hand again without expression: "Sorry, my hand is slippery." Yes.

"..." Bi Fang doubted the veracity of his words, but couldn't find any evidence. His eyes lit up, and he snorted, but after all, he had to rely on the other party to return to the house, so he stretched out his hand again defensively. go up.

Fortunately, this time Bi Fang put all his attention on guarding against humans, and didn't say anything more to be beaten, so the human and the demon returned to the villa safe and sound.

After being laid on the sofa, I skillfully took out a series of items such as wound medicine, gauze, fixing splint, etc. from under the jade table with a surprisingly large kettle on it, and after fixing both legs of my human figure, Song Yangle was very formulaic. He took out a signing pen and a receipt slip, and quit: "You have to help me bring in the takeaway box first?!"

"……"Fine.

Carrying the takeaway box back, the other party ordered him again: "You have to take out the takeaway for me! How can I eat it like this?!"

"..." Song Yangle looked at his bandaged legs: "Your arm is not broken, is it?"

Bi Fang held up the takeaway order displayed on the phone screen: "Don't you want good reviews?"

"…………"Fine.

Opening the lid and taking out the two boxes of takeaway, and even helping to set up two pairs of chopsticks and two disposable|sex| bowls, Song Yangle took out a pen and paper from his pocket again...

Bi Fang raised his chin: "Now! Sit down! Eat!"

Song Yangle lowered his head and looked at the takeaway on the jade table: "..." The food inside would be indigestible|explode|explode|death to human beings after eating it?

"What are you looking at?! Poison|Immortal, don't worry! The other one was originally ordered by that stupid X who was afraid of delivering food!"

"..." Hey, looking at the other party's ferocious facial expression, Song Yangle thought: It's more worrying, okay?

Seeing that he didn't move, Bi Fang explained impatiently: "I just ate it for me to prevent that idiot from gluttonous X halfway, and didn't even leave me a box when I came here!"

He said angrily: "——How dare he shamelessly force me to sign the bill like this! This devil! Stupid!"

"..."

Before Song Yangle could express his opinion, Bi Fang continued to babble: "It's because of him! Every time I order takeout, I spend tens of thousands more! Although I have a mine at home, I can't build it like this! These The money is also earned by me moving the stones out piece by piece! Do you know how difficult it is to make money in your human society without academic qualifications or specialties?! Especially my only fire control specialty, they still don’t allow me to use it ! Really fucking..."

"Why aren't you allowed to use it?"

"..." Bi Fang got stuck, coughed, and waved his hand: "It doesn't work anyway. Let's skip this..."

Before the word "question" was finished, Song Yangle saw a cluster of flames being thrown along the opponent's fingertips to the edge of the white T-shirt, "Zi la z la" ignited the unique smell of man-made fibers being burnt.

"Huh?" Bi Fang paused, sniffled sharply, "What's the smell?"

"...you look down?"

"..." Bi Fang lowered his head, paused, took the kettle on the jade table, opened the lid and calmly extinguished the fire on the T-shirt, raised his head: "Where did we just talk?"

"..." No, not "we", just you.

Song Yangle thought about it, and probably understood why the furniture in the other party's house was all made of jade; as for the idea of ​​learning fire control from Bi Fang, it was probably hopeless.

Sure enough, he thought: It is impossible for all the protagonists to have smooth sailing, this is another twists and turns in his journey of cultivating immortality as the protagonist.

Bi Fang, who didn't hear the answer, didn't care. Seeing him look at his burnt T-shirt a few more times, he pushed a takeaway to him naturally, and muttered to defend himself: "This is just a Accident……"

"……"as long as you are happy.

While talking, Bi Fang circled back to Taotie again, and the young man showed a fierce look on his face: "...Even if it wasn't an accident, it was all the fault of stupid X Taotie! If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have to spend money like water, I would never have thought that I would need to work part-time and end up burning down the power plant!"

Wouldn't it be nice if you didn't order takeaway?For the sake of his own safety, Song Yang happily kept silent.

"I've been hurt like this by him. I bought him a meal out of my own pocket, but he still doesn't want to talk to me! All he can do is 'um' and 'ah' all day long! He'll just perfunctory me!"

"..."

Disposable bowls for garbage were also distributed. Song Yangle looked at the braised fish that was opened in front of him, and after "satisfy the appetite for a while and then seriously chat with someone for an afternoon" and "refusing to be tempted | The other party finished eating" carefully weighed...

"Sorry, I ate it before I came here." This is the truth, but I don't know how to eat; "I can't eat anymore." I don't want to chat with you.

Bi Fang frowned: "Then what should I do? The aura of Wen Ray will dissipate in an hour."

"Put it back in the incubator?"

"It has been changing since it was taken out."

"Can't you eat more?"

Bi Fang stared at him, the flames dancing around his eyes seemed to rush out.

"..." Song Yangle sat down on the sofa upright, his expression unchanged: "Maybe, I can indeed eat a little more."

he can.

——To be honest, it was almost an hour after eating, and his stomach was indeed empty.

He didn't continue to be polite, but picked up his chopsticks and looked at the braised ray in front of him.

Different from what he imagined, the dishes in the takeaway box are not so full. This kind of "... is shaped like a carp, with a body and bird wings, a pale head, a red beak, and it often travels in the West Sea and swims in the East Sea. "Night Flying" fish does not seem to be as big as described in "Piya", "Shen Yi Jing" and "Erya Yi"; or it may be because of its similarity to carp, there are not many places where sting rays can eat, except for two The wings that have been slaughtered into several pieces, and the "eight feet" long body are only enough for such a box, only enough for one person.

The fragrance is very fragrant.

However, while listening to Bi Fang scolding Taotie in different ways, while pushing aside the fins and looking at the fish meat underneath, remembering that only Hu Wenhuan described the "sweet and sour taste", Song Yangle actually felt a little unbelievable: it's not that the taste Unscientific, after all, there are too many "unscientific" things; but the original book of "Shan Hai Jing" said that the range of activities of the manta ray is between the east and west seas, but this Hu Wenhuan said that the fish "swims in the West Sea during the day and enters the North Sea at night. ", and compared with "Out of the South China Sea" in "Erya Wing", the three schools have the same argument, but Hu Wenhuan, who was born at the bottom, is particularly unconvincing.

The taste of the meat is sweet and sour... He guessed that compared with ordinary braised fish, this dish probably saved the sweet and sour.

——Before he started, he thought so.

The emerald chopsticks poke into the finely textured fish, and with a slight lift, the sauce-red soup poured on it naturally melts in. I don’t know what spices are in the juice. The original light taste melts into the fish. It made a strong fragrance, which makes people unable to bear the appetite when they smell it; put one of them in the mouth with jade chopsticks, and the aroma without artificial taste fills the body from the mouth, and the just right salty sauce is paired with fish It is evenly sweet and sour, and the two form an inseparable whole with the soft meat. The thorns that are squeezed out are small, fresh, tender, and not fishy; the most important thing is that the meat goes all the way from the esophagus to the stomach, with A spiritual energy that makes the whole body comfortable.

If this is really a novel, then the development of fantasy adventure as the main line is probably blocked by this pot of fish and cannot go away.He slammed his chopsticks like flying, and calmly decided while spitting out his stabs: let's go to the food, at least there are still many ways to get slapped in the face in the food.

Song Yangle finished a large pot of fish at a speed that he didn't expect. Bi Fang, who was eating and beeping, stared dumbfounded at the fish bones and fish bones protruding from the disposable bowl in his hand: "...Damn it, brother, NB, Cleaner than I eat."

He could only keep silent and asked, "...Is there any water?"

"There's groundwater in the kitchen pipe."

Zhang'e Mountain produces minerals and jade but not plants. One of the reasons is the drought problem. Therefore, the tap water here is drawn from the extremely deep underground, which is basically equivalent to groundwater. It is rich in minerals, has no radiation, and is healthy and safe... From the target As far as we can see, only Bi Fang, a bird, settled down here. He put a bucket of water into the iron pot, and chose to boil some water on the jade stove himself.

Song Yangle sat on the jade bench specially used for adding firewood, held iron tongs, looked at the clay stove made of jade and porcelain, and thought:

——This was the most extravagant moment in my first half of my life, that's right.