Chapter 216

Lou Han and Feiying arrive at the door of the small broken house where they met the old Taoist before dusk. Feiying dismounts and looks around. The broken wooden house is in the middle of a mountain. The land is a little gentle and surrounded by trees. Surprisingly, there are many kinds of birds standing on the trees. These birds have beautiful fur colors and fly from the trees without fear Come down, stand on the horseback of Lou Han and Feiying, chirping.

The little fat bird in Lou Han's arms wriggles out of his head and seems to be back to his hometown. He is excited and flutters his short wings and chirps with several big birds. Lou Han took out the little fat bird and put it in the palm of one hand.

At this moment, all the birds with different colors fluttered their wings excitedly, called and flew around Lou Han. For a moment, Lou Han seemed to be surrounded by colorful tornadoes. All the birds were centered around Lou Han, and they were crowing up to the sky. The sound was like passing through the mountains, which made all the birds around rush here. Lou Han's legs softened with fear. It's not so much for these birds to follow themselves, as for the little fat bird that can't fly in their hands to hover in the air. The scene is so macroscopic that even the flying shadow is lost for a moment.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle!

Lou Han is a little afraid. She pinches the mouth of the little fat bird, which has been singing. The little fat bird stops singing and looks at her askew. For a moment, the whole mountain and the birds in the nearby mountains fell on Lou Han's side one after another, and the branches nearby were also full of all kinds of birds. They looked at Lou Han quietly with their heads askew.

Lou Han is sweating on his back What the hell is this! Why a group of birds? No, why thousands of birds fall on this mountain and even look at themselves askew! It's weird!

“…… You You Me Lou Han swallowed and looked at the flying shadow.

I saw flying shadow standing in a small area, but also can't move, because all around are really birds!

Lou Han thought about it carefully. I'm afraid the little yellow bird in his hand is the king of birds? Phoenix Whose Phoenix's hair is egg yellow You're kidding. Lou Han poked the little fat bird's buttocks and tried to say: -- Take them away. "

Little fat bird puckers up and doesn't move. It lies in the palm of Lou Han's hand and rubs it comfortably. It seems that Lou Han is tickling himself? Lou Han helped his forehead, poked his hairy ass again, and said, "I said, let you take them away. We are here to find the old Taoist."

The yellow hair on the top of the little fat bird's head shakes, sits up straight and chirps in a low voice. For a moment, all the birds flew to the sky, circled into a circle in the air, and cried with their own chirps. Then they slowly dispersed and left the mountain, leaving only some of the birds who originally lived on the mountain flapping their wings and standing on the tree.

Lou Han and Feiying look at each other. It's a bit unexpected. Is there such an operation? I'm afraid the old Taoist gave himself another big treasure? I can't be more surprised. She looked at the little yellow bird puckering in her hands, full of great curiosity. What a strange little thing.

But Lou Han didn't forget her original intention. She put the little yellow bird back on her head. It seemed that the little guy felt depressed and dissatisfied when he stayed in his clothes. He was always chirping or kicking and making noise inside. It's quieter on top of your head.

Lou Han pushed open the door of the broken wooden house in front of him. There was no one in it, but the old Taoist's white coat was still on the wooden chair. Lou Han went in, and the flying shadow followed him. There is still rice on the table. Lou Han pokes it with his chopsticks. The rice is still soft. It seems that the old Taoist priest has not gone anywhere in this broken wooden house these days.

But I can't see anyone.

Lou Han looked around and said curiously, "since the rice is still soft, it means that he has eaten in the house today. What about others?"

Feiying stands on one side and looks at the room warily. Hearing Lou Han's doubts, he shakes his head.

Lou Han took out the little yellow bird lying on his head. Since the bird can attract so many birds, it must be a small thing. Will it know the whereabouts of the old Taoist. Lou Han poked the little fat bird's ass and said, "where's your Taoist? Well

The little fat bird twisted its furry buttocks and didn't make a sound.

Ah ah, the little guy still ignored me. She poked again: "where's the old guy who saved me that day?"

The little fat bird still ignored her. Lou Han gritted his teeth: "what about the handsome little brother with white beard?"

"Ah ah, don't call me so young. How difficult it is for me to be affectionate." A familiar voice came from the door. The little fat bird sat in Lou Han's hand and chirped at him, as if he was proud.

Lou Han.

MMPs on the face and MMPs in the heart.

Feiying stood watching the old man with white beard who suddenly appeared outside the door. She pulled the sword out of the scabbard slightly, showing a trace of vigilance. It seemed that as soon as the old Taoist approached Lou Han, she would rush up and immediately put the sword on his neck. The old Taoist said with a smile, "young man, don't be so murderous. You are a little scared in your heart."Lou Han rolled his eyes. The old man

Feiying seems to feel something, and her heart is a little empty. She buckles the sword back into the scabbard and looks at the old Taoist without expression. The old Taoist bent his eyes, stroked his long beard, and said with a smile, "ah, that's right. Young man, you have a good foundation. If you practice more, you may be able to achieve one tenth of the internal power of the great prince Si Ziyi."

Flying shadow drooping eyes, seems to be what praise.

Lou Han: hmm? what? one-tenth? Did I hear you right?

"Don't you wait for us here?" Lou Han looked at him, his eyes suddenly filled with desire. The old man looked at him kindly and felt that he was full of treasure. His birds could understand human words, and he could make all the birds around him and control them like a Phoenix. His red dagger is extremely sharp. He can make a big cut with a little poke, but it really doesn't hurt himself. Lou Han really wants to take the old Taoist back for research. Can his Taoist robe move by himself like a mage

The old Taoist felt Lou Han's burning eyes. He cleared his throat and didn't open his eyes. He said: "little girl, you can't look at me with such thirsty eyes. I'm an old man over 60 years old. I won't like a young man like you. "

Lou Han. You sentimental old man!

"You think too much. Come with me." This seems to be true. It's like playing the role of a police uncle in ancient times. Lou Han scratched his head. Well, it's a bit abrupt.

Fortunately, the old Taoist didn't know that there was such a profession who liked to say such things. He said with a smile, "how can I thank this old man for saving my life?"

“…… No, "he said

The old Taoist priest's face turned black instantly: "you are a wolf with white eyes. You say that I will take you out of the snow in the deep mountains and forests. Why don't you remember my order? You know how to eat my food and drink mine one day. You don't know how to use mine. Thank me, you..." The old Taoist's mouth is like a light, fast, fast enough to have double shadow!

Lou Han helped the forehead to smile lightly and said: "I have something to ask for from you."

The old Taoist hummed and sat on the chair beside him, with a posture of "beg me". He cocked his legs and put his face aside. He spoke with his nose, and his pronunciation was enough to make Lou Han smile for a year: "Oh, why do you have something to beg me?"