The Bird of the Mountain God has no heart

"Unintentionally..."

"Unintentionally..."

"Wuxin, wake up..."

In a daze, Que Wuxin heard someone calling him all the time, the voice was like the sound of heaven, and it seemed to reveal endless anxiety and worry.

Que Wuxin had a very beautiful dream. In the dream, she turned into a little tit, flying and playing freely in the mountains, so happy, so carefree...

It seems to have slept for a long time, but the dream was so beautiful that Que Wuxin didn't want to wake up at all. The silky and happy voice kept ringing in his ears. Hearing this whisper full of worry, it was probably the most beautiful dream I can't bear to fall asleep anymore.

Que Wuxin tried her best to slap her eyelids, which were as heavy as gold, and after a long time, a gap opened in her eyes.A man in a light purple brocade robe came into view.Those watery eyes were staring at him all the time, and the long eyelashes blinked, like the starlight in the sky in the dark night, so dazzling and dazzling.But, what is strange is that there is a light red petal-like imprint on his forehead. Is it a tattoo?This is too strange, it's okay for this big man to be so good-looking, why is this tattoo so alluring!Que Wuxin was amazed by the striking strange pattern on his fair face. (Que Wuxin didn't know until later that Lin Ziyuan's light red petal-like tattoo on his forehead was the imprint of a mountain god.) Judging by his appearance, Que Wuxin felt that he was only 25 or [-] years old at most, but this clear water Sadness now filled his eyes.That stalwart figure showed a trace of fatigue at this moment, presumably because he had not been able to get a good rest for a long time.It's really unbearable to see, who can make such a beautiful person so haggard and sad?

"Wuxin, you're really awake, that's great! You don't know, you've been in a coma for seven days and seven nights." Seeing himself waking up, the purple-clothed man's complexion was like the cloud that had dispersed from the sky, revealing a bright smile. Sunlight.

"Am I dead?" Que Wuxin thought at this moment, it must be, he only remembered that he got on the bus going home, but there was a car accident and he fell off the cliff.

"Is this heaven?" Que Wuxin cautiously asked this handsome man, this place must be heaven, otherwise how could there be such a good-looking man!He must be a fairy from nine days away, how could there be such a pure and fresh person in the mortal world!After Que Wuxin asked, he did not forget to glance around, the big bed with ancient wood carvings, as well as the dressing table, bronze mirror, and lazy couch in front of him.The brightly blooming white jade tea flowers on the table endowed a bit of vitality to the dignified atmosphere, so pure and elegant!Green smoke curled up from the censer, and a faint fragrance lingered in the tip of the nose.Simple yet refined, simple yet warm.Such poetic elegance, the owner of the room has good taste!It's just that the furnishings in this room are too old-fashioned, and it's hard to find a trace of modern civilization.

"This is a head injury. Are you still confused, or how can you talk nonsense?" The man in purple frowned as if talking to himself naturally.

At this moment, Que Wuxin was struggling hard, trying to get up, but his head hurt so badly that he couldn't move after all.

"Hurry up, you are still injured, it's all my fault for being too careless, I shouldn't have let you go out of Siluo Mountain alone, that tiger spirit has thousands of years of practice, you are his opponent, fortunately I arrived in time Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous." Seeing that Que Wuxin wanted to get up, the man in purple tried to stop him again and again, and saw that Que Wuxin lay down again under his own restraint, so he calmed down a little, and he did not forget to help Que Wuxin to cover up. Loose quilt corners.

At this moment, the door opened with a creak, and a fat old woman in her sixties came in, with silver hair and kind eyes, like an old grandmother at home.The old man held a glass bowl in his hand, which was very exquisite.

"Wuxin, my good boy, thank God, you finally woke up, you're going to scare us to death, what if you're still asleep!" The old man's tone was distressed and worried. , she continued to nag again: "You don't know, these days when you were in a coma, the gods have been guarding your bedside without rest, never leaving a single step." As the old man said, he came to Que Wuxin's side .

The old man looked at the man in purple with a haggard face and continued: "Shenjun, you should go and rest for a while, you haven't closed your eyes for seven days, even the body of a fairy can't stand it! I'll take care of Wuxin here."

The man in purple opened his red lips lightly: "Alright, then there will be Granny Laosong." After speaking, he dragged his tired body and turned around to leave.

"Mother-in-law, where is this? Why am I here?" Que Wuxin was full of doubts, trying to figure out what was going on.

"My silly child, this is naturally your own bedroom! You were hit on the head by that tiger spirit. If the god hadn't rescued you in time, I'm afraid you would have died already." The old woman wiped her hair with her sleeve. Wiping away tears, he continued: "Shenjun spared no effort to give you a hundred years of skill, you just woke up! You don't even know what happened when Shenjun took you back. I have been with Shenjun for 500 years, and I have never seen him like that Who did you worry about? How could a god like him ever take anything into his heart? I can tell that the god is really good to you."

"Come and have some porridge first. This green jade porridge is made by me from the Jade Immortal Grass outside the Xiaoyao Palace. It is most helpful for your trauma." The old man took a sip from a spoon as he spoke. Wuxin fed the sparrow in small mouthfuls.Que Wuxin felt that the porridge was fragrant and pleasant, and the warm and delicious clear porridge slipped into his throat like silk, and he immediately became more energetic, and his mind was so clear!It seems that the efficacy of this porridge is really extraordinary, it is unexpected that there is such a delicious food in this world, Que Wuxin has never tasted it in his life.

In the old man's rambling words, Que Wuxin finally understood that he had traveled to the Xiaoyao Palace on the top of Siluo Mountain in [-].However, it was [-] BC.God, Que Wuxin tried his best to turn his drowsy brain, reviewing the historical knowledge he had learned. In [-] BC, if the calculation is not wrong, it should be the first dynasty established in our country—Xia towards.And it is unbelievable that there are gods living here.The handsome purple-clothed man just now was named Lin Ziyuan, and he was the mountain god of Siluo Mountain, guarding the safety of the people in Siluo Mountain with a radius of hundreds of miles.My goodness!It turns out that the ancient legend that has been circulating is actually true!At this moment, Que Wuxin cried out repeatedly in his heart: This is too absurd, too unbelievable!

What's even more outrageous is that I am actually a small tit in this Siluo mountain. A pet in captivity!Mom, I must be dreaming, a ridiculous dream that I can't wake up from!

Because of the injury on the head, even with Granny Song's daily jasper clear porridge and carefully prepared decoction, Que Wuxin was still dizzy all the time. It seemed that he was seriously injured!He has spent the past few days in a coma, feeling in a daze that the man in purple has been guarding his side and taking good care of him. Fortunately, Que Wuxin recovered quickly, and now he can barely get up and walk around, looking at the bronze mirror The self in the middle: a head of black hair like a waterfall, such delicate facial features, and his handsome face looks a little pale due to the injury. This sickly beauty makes him look less masculine and more than yin!The person in the mirror is about 1.7 meters tall, at most sixteen or seventeen years old, and dressed in a pure white brocade robe, making him extraordinarily delicate and cute.Looking at the figure exuding a youthful atmosphere, except for a little longer hair, his appearance is not much different from his previous appearance, and he feels so familiar with his current appearance in ancient costumes.

Yes, it is familiar. "Could this be my previous life?" Que Wuxin was taken aback by her inner thoughts.Otherwise, how could they have traveled here, and even the name is the same, the same name - Que Wuxin.Looking at himself in the mirror, thinking about the presence of a handsome master here, that gentle man like water, Que Wuxin feels that he is very much like his elder brother, and there is also the kind and kind Granny Song, it seems that living here is not bad, although it is very Concerned about the family, my mother doesn't know what's going on at this time, maybe she is dead.Otherwise, why would you come here!Since I won't be able to go back for a while, I have no choice but to adapt to life here first.Que Wuxin showed a sweet smile at himself in the mirror: Little handsome guy, come on!