Yunyue past events

Zhaoling tied the armguard with his hand and put the jade ring on his finger. He made a good posture and drew a small red bow. The wooden arrow flew out and hit the center of the target. The wooden arrow only stayed on it for a moment, and soon He fell to the ground again.

The strength is too small, and the target is solid and hard.

The first arrow missed, and Zhao Ling took out a second arrow from the arrow slot on his back. He slowly nocked the arrow and drew the bow, aiming at the target in front of him.

The second arrow was shot, the arrow hit the target, failed to penetrate the target surface, and fell to the ground again.

"Eighth Brother, get out of the way! Look at me!"

A boy bumped Zhaoling away rudely, and rounded the bow in his hand. In his impatience, he didn't aim at the target at all. With a sound of "swoosh...", the wooden arrow flew out, almost hitting a few feet away from the target, waiting to pick up the arrow entourage.

Seeing the reckless Mr. Zhaorui starting to shoot arrows, the attendants ran away tacitly.

"Master Rui, don't be reckless!" Master Qi shouted out immediately.He was ordered by the monarch to serve as the master of archery for the princes, so he can reprimand the sons of the monarch.

Zhaorui didn't listen at all, and muttered to himself: "This one doesn't count!"

Zhaorui immediately hitched the second arrow, this time he pulled the bowstring so loudly, and released the arrow with full strength, the arrow passed the target, flew far away, and landed outside the courtyard wall.

Immediately afterwards, the third arrow broke away from the bow and flew into the air, with the target behind it as lonely as snow.

Zhao Rui, who had already used up three arrows, said, "Tsk, this one doesn't matter."

The other young masters who practiced archery were not happy anymore, and some were older than Zhaorui, and stepped forward to boo him: "Fatty, go away, you can't shoot even a hundred times!"

As a little fat man, Zhao Rui didn't like being called fat man the most, so he turned around and chased that person to beat him.

Master Qi was accustomed to young masters who were making trouble. He looked at Zhao Ling and said, "Mr. Ling, there is still one arrow short, and each of you has three arrows. I have to record the grades."

"Master Qi, is my arrow blunt than others'?" Zhao Ling picked up an arrow and reported the situation to Master Qi, looking a little aggrieved.

Zhaoling had seen the arrows in the crown prince's arrowheads. The arrowheads were made of bronze and were very sharp. However, the arrows he used did not have metal arrowheads, but wooden arrowheads.

Master Qi replied: "Young master uses the same arrows as everyone else."

For the sake of safety, the arrows used by the little princes do not have bronze arrowheads.

Zhao Ling took the bow and arrow and walked to the target again. He drew the bow and arrow, his posture was standard and impeccable.

The arrow flew out and stuck in the center of the target. Before Zhao Ling could be happy, the arrow fell from the target again.

Master Qi comforted Zhaoling: "Don't be discouraged. Young Master is young and weak, so he can't hit the target. When he is two years older, he will be able to hit every shot like the prince."

"Master Qi, when I am two years older, can I follow my father and brother to go hunting in Yuanyuan?" Zhao Ling's eyes lit up, and he looked down.

Master Qi laughed: "I didn't say that."

He seemed to like Zhaoling very much, probably because Zhaoling was the most honorable among the young masters.

Master Qi bent down and told the short Zhaoling, "Young master must wait until he is 16 years old and learn how to drive a carriage before he can participate in hunting activities."

"It takes so long..." Zhao Ling felt a little disappointed.

He thought of playing outside, there are mountains and forests outside, all kinds of birds and beasts, he traveled when he became a bird in his dream.

The palace is big, but it's not fun at all.

Especially since he is ten years old and has reached the age of education, he has to go to school every day, learn to read and write, learn etiquette, learn rhythm, as well as archery and swordsmanship.

The schoolwork is heavy, and he really wants to become a carefree bird that wanders around and doesn't need to go to class.

Zhaoling handed the bow and arrow to the follower, and stretched out his arm, the follower knelt down and took off his armguard.Zhaoling himself picked the jade quilt worn on his thumb. He didn't care about the jade quilt made of mutton fat jade, and threw it to his followers casually.

The attendants put Zhaoling's things away carefully, holding the items, and followed Zhaoling step by step.

After finishing the bow and arrow class, Zhaoling returned to Mrs. Xu Ji's residence, where he slept with his mother at night for several days.Mrs. Xu Ji was afraid that Zhao Ling would have a strange dream of turning into a bird again, so she asked Wu Zhu to stay in the room where Zhao Ling slept all night.

Mrs. Xu Ji believes that this can protect the soul of her youngest son.

Every night before going to sleep, Zhaoling wears the jade pendant engraved with spells, and there is always a witch Zhu in full costume guarding his bedside with a magic weapon.

At first it seemed to be very effective, Zhao Ling never dreamed of turning into a bird again, and after a few days, Zhao Ling in her sleep began to be dishonest again.

This night, he once again had the form of a bird in his dream, soaring in the night wind.

After many days, Zhaoling was pleasantly surprised to experience being a bird again.

He flapped his wings joyfully, under the full moon, riding the wind fluttering up and down, he sang in the wind: chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp...

The moonlight tonight is so beautiful and the wind is very comfortable. Zhaoling heard the sound of Lin Tao, and he found himself in the mountain that he climbed over last time—the foggy mountain.

Zhaoling was surprised, why did she come here again?

He wanted to fly to Yuanyuan, to the camp where his father and elder brother stayed, although he didn't know where Yuanyuan was, and where his father and brother were hunting.

But what does that matter?

I have become a bird again, and I can roam around without restraint.

He was no longer afraid of the bad snake that bit him, he wanted to fly high, and even if he was tired from flying and had to drop branches, he still wanted to avoid the sycamore tree.

By the way, where is that sycamore tree?

Zhaoling flew along the waterside, passing one after another of the small thatched cottages. Finally, he found a familiar sycamore tree and a dilapidated but familiar thatched hut near the sycamore tree.

Zhao Ling landed on the window and looked into the dark house. He turned into a spirit bird with excellent eyesight. He saw the boy sleeping on a dirt bed.

In this room, there is only a narrow soil bed, and there is a mat in the corner of the house, and there is a person lying on it, that is, the man who lives with the boy.

Zhao Ling sneaked into the room and landed next to the boy's pillow like a thief.

He looked at the boy's sleeping face, saw that the other party was frowning, as if he was having a nightmare, and heard the boy talking uncomfortably.

A sentence, as if calling someone.

"Chirp." Zhao Ling uttered a bird cry, trying to wake up his benefactor.

The crisp sound of birds chirping is right next to Yueqian's ears.

Yue Qian's eyelids trembled, and he was slowly waking up, which made Zhao Ling jump on Yue Qian's head and screamed again.

This time, Yueqian was completely awake. He opened his eyes in the dark, but he didn't see anything clearly. He just heard a bird chirping, and murmured to himself, "Strange bird?"

"Chirp!"

Zhaoling joyfully jumped on Yueqian's chest, raised her bird's head, and called again, indicating that I was here.

He had just opened his eyes and hadn't adapted to the dark environment yet, when he heard the voice approaching him, he hurriedly reached out to touch it, and finally touched a fluffy, warm and soft little thing.

At this time, Yue Qian also saw the faintly glowing crest on the bird's head, and confirmed that it was really the bird with the colorful crest, and it flew back.

"Hush!" Yue Qian lightly held down the bird's head, and cast a glance at the place where the man slept, fearing that the sound of the bird would wake up the man in the same room.

Zhaoling understood and immediately became as quiet as a chicken.

Yue Qian stroked the small head of the bird, back and forth four or five times, the bird was a little arrogant, and pecked at the back of Yue Qian's hand in protest.

The bird didn't peck hard, just conveyed its meaning.

Yue Qian let out a very low laugh, feeling that this strange bird is quite human.

Understanding what the bird meant, Yueqian let go of his hand and put the bird beside his pillow. He turned sideways, held his chin, and looked at the bird.

Yue Qian's eyes were used to the darkness, and he could see the bird clearly. He took a close look at the bird, especially its crest.

"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary bird...it looks like a phoenix bird." Yue Qian said to himself.

The Yunyue Kingdom does not worship the phoenix bird, but Yueqian knows that the sacred bird that the Rong people believe in is the phoenix bird.He had seen the phoenix bird painted by Rong Bing on the wall of the altar, with a long colorful tail and a colorful crest on its head.

It was an altar outside Yunshui City, built by the people of Rongguo, and used for killing and martyrdom.

Cold and sharp knives, dismembered sacrifices, captives bound to be sacrificed, the smell of blood is tangy, and the atmosphere of terror of death is shrouded.

With his arms tied behind his back, Yue Qian was forced to kneel on the ground by the soldiers. His lips were dry and chapped under the scorching sun, and there were two tear stains on his gray face. With a "click", the knife not far away raised its head and fell, and the blood of the sacrifice splashed and fell on his face.

The fifth brother who was escorted to the altar, with his upper body bare and his arms bound, turned his head and encouraged Yue Qian with his desperate and terrified eyes: "It will be over soon, it won't hurt."

Yue Qian was in a trance for a moment, he came back to his senses and stared at the bird in front of him.

A divine bird that melts into the country.

Yue Qian's fingers pressed on Fengniao's body, he only needed to use force to hurt this soft and immature creature.

The phoenix bird didn't feel any danger, it rubbed its head affectionately against the tiger's mouth on Yueqian's palm.

Yue Qian's eyes widened, and he slowly released his fingers to calm down.

He pulled away the injured left wing of the bird, there was not a single scar left there, and murmured: "No wonder I bit you so hard, and the injury healed so quickly. I have heard people say that the phoenix is ​​immortal." A spirit bird can be resurrected from the dead."

Birds, can you bring someone back to life?

Yue Qian didn't ask, even though he thought birds couldn't understand human words, he was used to hiding his thoughts.

Zhao Ling really couldn't understand a word the other party said, otherwise he would know that the bad snake that bit him was the benefactor who saved him.

Although she couldn't understand, every time Yue Qian spoke, Zhao Ling raised her bird's head and listened carefully.

Even though Yue Qian deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke, Chang's father who was sleeping in the corner still woke up and asked aloud, "A Qian, who are you talking to?"

Yue Qian replied naturally: "No one, I'm talking to myself."

"Are you dreaming again?" Father Chang shares the room with Yueqian, knowing that in the middle of the night, Yueqian often wakes up because of dreams.

"Not in the past few nights." Yue Qian's tone was sparse and ordinary, but he didn't tell the truth.

Yueqian often dreams at night that he turns into a green snake, crawling in the woods and looking for food.Lately he had realized that it wasn't just a dream.

"Hurry up and sleep, the soldiers will come and drive us down the river to fish later." Father Chang turned over and continued to fall asleep.

The two of them and others who lived in the thatched cottage by the water were slaves in Rongguo Garden, responsible for the supply of fish and meat to the palace, and they would go fishing before dawn.

Whenever the ruler of Rong Kingdom came to go hunting in the garden, they had to send fresh fish to the hunting camp, which was very hard work.

Father Chang soon fell asleep again, and soon after he heard his snoring.

When Yueqian talked with Chang's father, Zhaoling kept quiet consciously. It was not until Chang's father fell asleep that Zhaoling pulled Yueqian's sleeve with his beak to indicate that he was leaving.

The more he submerged and realized, he picked up the bird, put it on the window sill, and told the bird under the moonlight: "Go, don't fly south."

The ruler of Rong Kingdom and his entourage are hunting in Nanshan, not only hunting animals, but also pulling nets to catch birds.

Although Zhao Ling didn't understand, she still nodded to Yue Qian, then flapped her wings and took off, flew towards the full moon, and disappeared into the night.