His old enemy deceives the world

"What!?" Chu Yu stopped laughing when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows and said: "Old Zhong, you have to speak conscientiously, isn't it you who held me in love back then and kept masturbating?"

"Are the two conflicting?" The child said coldly, "Fat things always feel good in the hand."

The old monster is still an old monster, and he is not ashamed to say such things. How can he praise a bird for its good touch?Isn't that just praising his feathers?Chu Yunen blushed. You must know that most of the bright feathers of male birds are used for courtship.

But then I thought about it and felt wrong, what is a fat thing?The old guy is not praising him, this is clearly mocking him!So he quickly slapped the table forcefully, narrowed his eyes and said:

"Fat? Pay attention to your wording, Xiao Zhong, that's called Zhuyuanyurun, Zhuyuanyurun, do you understand?"

Chu Yu was a little annoyed—there were so many wild birds coveting his round jade body outside, the old monster really didn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings.

But it's strange to say that since he regained part of his past memories, although his temperament has not been turned upside down, he is much calmer than before, and he shouldn't care about this in the first place.But once in front of Chong Cang, he seemed to have turned back into that young and energetic little red bird, and he couldn't help but make a fuss.

But this is also good, so as not to age prematurely, he has suffered and hated for nearly ten thousand years, and now it is time to let himself go.

Chu Yu felt a lot more comfortable looking for love in this way, but Chong Cang was not happy about it. When he heard that Chu Yu had even changed his address to 'Xiao Zhong' so quickly, he was really rebellious, but he couldn't explain it clearly because of face. , In the end, he could only keep a cold face and say nothing.

On the contrary, Chu Yu was still a little unsatisfied, thinking that you should shut up soon, otherwise I have to let you understand what it means to be under the eaves today, and you have to bow your head.

Chong Cang didn't know that he had been targeted by a certain vengeful bird. Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down, he began to close his eyes and meditate.It is not that there is not a trace of monster power in his body, but there is still some foundation. After all, the body is reshaped by the sycamore tree species, which is not the same as the tree in the painting that Ah Zi relied on back then. It can be said that the foundation of talent has not changed, even because of Huigen It has not been destroyed, so the Dao realm has not changed. In the end, it is just that the demon power cultivated for thousands of years has been wasted.

But because of this, he felt powerless, because the source of the monster's power is closely related to the growth of the body, just like the tree in the dense forest, only the tallest and deepest tree can win more sunshine and nutrients, so as to grow taller, so it is undoubtedly a more and more benign cycle after years of accumulation.

Just like the Wannian sycamore, which is regarded as a legend in the demon world, it was just an ordinary small tree at the beginning, just because it occupied the most favorable growth conditions - growing on the top of a mountain full of aura.Only then, after thousands of years of wind and snow, will it surpass all its peers and become the tree that stands out from the forest, and finally turn the lush Qiongtu Mountain into a barren land where not a single blade of grass grows, occupying all the nutrients in it, and this It is also the source of his endless demon power in the past.

Although the fight for territory between trees is not as bloody and bloody as the killing of animals and birds, it is also a long and cruel life-and-death struggle.Chongcang is well aware of the hardships involved, so he also understands that if he wants to start over, the right time and place are indispensable, not to mention that he has been severely injured by Ah Zi, and he may not be able to make great achievements in his future cultivation.

Even if he takes a step back, he has the perseverance to practice hard, but a ten-thousand-year-old sycamore tree can change the landscape for thousands of miles. If he takes root in Hongxuejian and concentrates on cultivation until he returns to the final state, doesn't that mean that Will this place become barren in the future?

Back then when he reached the peak of Dache State, it was because of Qiongtushan's will that restricted his cultivation so that he couldn't advance an inch, because this will knew that if he took a step forward, his life would be ruined.

But in fact, this is not Chongcang's original intention. The current Wannian phoenix tree is already towering. There is no need for it to continue to grow, but it just can't stop. The nutrients needed are astonishing, as long as he stops plundering the surrounding soil and creatures, he will die, but continuing to grow means that one day the entire demon world will be sucked dry by it and crushed—no matter what kind of the two, it is not right for him As far as it is concerned, it is all destruction.

That's why he wanted to find the well of living souls, pinning his hope of resolving the dead end on the illusory legend.

Thinking of this, Chong Cang recovered from his contemplation, looked at Chu Yu and said, "You can go find the half piece of rice paper, but you have to take me with you—"

The last word 'go' got stuck in his throat, and he choked a bit, because he thought that the person sitting opposite had disappeared, and only a little red bird was quietly looking at him with its head tilted.

The two looked at each other, and the sudden shock made Chong Cang a little annoyed: "Do you have to admit that you are cute before you are willing to be reconciled?!"

???

"What?" Chu Yu didn't understand, and picked up a corner of the fabric spread on the table, which was the unfinished semi-finished product before, and said solemnly: "The weather is getting colder, and your demon power is low now, I will give you Woven a piece of clothing to keep out the cold, besides, since you insist on following me, you must be able to protect yourself, right? It just so happens that my feather coat is also taken care of... Look, how much hair did I take from myself to weave this clothes for you? "

After finishing speaking, he raised his stomach to show Chong Cang, the fluff on it was a bit sparse.

Chong Cang was stunned for a moment, his small face was full of astonishment, he turned his face away after a while, looked around and said, "When did I say that I must follow you? I just brought up this to clarify the legend of the well of living souls."

After a pause, he frowned pretentiously and said, "I've lost interest in you, Chu Yu."

"Yes, yes, yes." The little red bird perfunctory, it jumped to the other side with a golden needle in its mouth, and asked vaguely: "Do you still want the clothes?"

This was meant to ridicule him, but Chong Cang was not ashamed at all when he heard it, and said plainly with a bit of accusation: "This is what you promised me earlier, how can you break your promise?"

Chu Yu thought that the old monster was greedy, and wanted to set up a memorial archway and take care of him begging for things... But the little red bird had also prepared a draft, and after listening to it, he immediately became angry, flapped his wings and said: "You are so embarrassed!" Tell me! The tree seed was not lost at all, it was all done by you to deceive me, and now that it has been stolen by others, you still dare to make an inch of it and mention it to me? Boss, I really misjudged you!"

As he spoke, he straightened out his fluffy belly: "Hmph, even if I pluck out all the fluff all over my body for you!"

Chongcang was rendered speechless by such a heart-wrenching reprimand, but Chu Yu was actually secretly happy in his heart. In fact, he had also accumulated a lot of his own hair over the years, so the material of this dress was basically It didn't take a few sticks to pull it out, and now that Chong Cang has become smaller, it became more logical for him to cut corners.

In addition, the matter of being lazy and not completing the fabric according to the construction schedule before was fooled like this, which is killing two birds with one stone.

The little red bird was delighted, and she seemed to be dazed when she secretly looked at Chong Cang, so she decided to show mercy, since she was making cloaks anyway, why not use the leftover scraps to make a hood with ears for Xiao Zhong.

So for the next few days, the little red bird nestled in the dormitory, doing handicrafts diligently and happily. It looked abnormal at first glance, but how could Chongcang, a straight sycamore tree, know that this bird was full of What a whimsy.He is currently low in demon power, so he is easily influenced by nature. From time to time, he has to go to the window to bask in the sun, and occasionally glances up when passing by the table, but he can't understand the direction of the stitches, so he just missed the opportunity to give his opinion. .

Speaking of these days, in order not to be seen in the original form, Chu Yu has always used excuses to retreat and not see anyone. This made Chong Yan very disappointed. He led the spirit spring in the mountain stream to Watering the saplings of sycamore trees, not to mention, has achieved obvious results. The buds that were originally small have grown to the height of an adult's knee.

But this kind of change is very small in Chongcang. He still has the same short arms and short legs, but he feels much stronger than when he was in the rigid form, and he is more susceptible to the influence of nature. Several times when he saw the sycamore trees swaying in the wind outside the window, he would feel an urge to cut them down.

"Why don't I transplant you to the center of the dojo, and change it with the sycamore tree now, otherwise there are too many trees in the forest and it will easily compete with you for nutrients. Anyway, it's not very troublesome." The little red bird saw him restrain himself several times. When I kept picking up the sycamore branches by the window, I made such a suggestion.

In the past two days, he also listened to Chong Cang talk about the hidden dangers of the Wannian phoenix tree, and he was a little surprised. He also thought of the phrase on the rice paper, "The end is the end", and he doubted the connection.Worry is part of it, but you can't stop the young saplings from growing freely just because you are afraid of the mouse. Besides, it will take a thousand years for Chongcang to re-cultivate to the final state. However, in the current situation, internal and external troubles are endless Whether they can live to that day is not certain, so why bother to think so much.

"No, severe illness requires strong medicine, and heavy codes are used in troubled times. This kind of environment is actually beneficial to my cultivation. If I change to a comfortable environment, maybe I will be lazy because of it." Chong Cang shook his head and said.

Seeing this, Little Red Bird didn't say anything else, but murmured in her heart: It's better to be like this, I'm afraid that you still have to play the trick of raising Gu in the past, and fight the entire forest until you are the only one left. How bad it is, even though they are ordinary trees with no intelligence, it would be wrong for you, a latecomer, to occupy the magpie's nest.

After thinking about it, the little red bird thinks that this is not enough. In the future, when the saplings grow up, there may not be enough space in the woods. It's also because he didn't think carefully when he ordered Chong Yan, and only wanted to let "Ah Zi" settle down first. up.

But it just so happens that the cloak is coming to an end, so let's find another suitable place for him with Chong Cang.

Thinking of this, he speeded up the needlework in his paws, so that before the phoenixes who snooped on the wind came back, the cloak would be woven. Chu Yu turned back into a human body, shaking his handiwork against the sun, watching The golden lines flowing under the light made him feel more and more perfect that his handiwork was perfect. After nodding with satisfaction, he put the little red cloak on the child involuntarily.

Chong Cang was fiddled with for a while, but he was not angry. He was actually a little ashamed to speak. The cloak on his body exuded a warm temperature, which reminded him of the soft belly of the little red bird. It was really comfortable, but it just set off Seeing him more and more like a childish child.

Sure enough, after admiring it for a long time, Chu Yu suddenly sighed affectionately: "Oh, the thread in the Ci Niao's hand, and the shirt on Xiao Shu's body."

Chong Cang:? ? ?

"Put on this hat and try it." Chu Yu was full of interest, and took the hood from behind Chong Cang in a circle and put it on his head.

The hood was a bit too big, and the brim of the hat fell to the eyebrows as soon as it was buttoned up. Chong Cang raised his hand helplessly to adjust the position, but he felt two "foreign objects" on the top of the hat, and he pinched it in disbelief. , I found that the thing was still in the shape of a sycamore leaf.

"What is this?" He asked blankly.

Chu Yu didn't change his face: "After all, this is something I sewed with my own down feathers. It's very meaningful. Since you want to wear it out, you have to make some special symbols on it to distinguish it from those feather coats that you give away. You have a very close relationship with me, otherwise, what if there is a monster who doesn't have eyes and sees your Suzaku Yuyi and wants to kill people and seize treasures?"

It seems that there is nothing wrong with it... But Chong Cang frowned under the wide hood, and said after a while: "I said, Chu Yu, I have lost interest in you, and you should stop being courteous to me."

Chu Yu: "..."