People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

Chapter 95 It’s not necessary

I have to say that the researchers at Huaxu Research Institute are very efficient.

Ling An had just arrived at the nearby village when Jiu Yue received the contact from Xiang Li.

There are indeed old people here who know the location of the fog suppression device.

However, for such a small matter as communication, Jiu Yue went to contact them herself, and Ling An was free for a while.

He was bored and wandered around the village.

Suddenly, a gentle and melodious voice attracted his attention.

It sounds like someone is playing a musical instrument.

Following the sound, Ling An met a grandfather and grandson on the roadside.

The old man held a green leaf in his hand and blew it to his mouth.

The melodious sound drifted away and mixed into the wind.

"This is... Cat Patrol Captain!" The child recognized Ling An at the first sight.

"Yes, it's me." Ling An said in a low voice.

"Ahem, this is the legendary patrol officer Ling'an." The old man quickly put down the leaves and greeted him.

He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked, "I wonder if you came to Yuanniaoze because of this fog?"

"That's right." Ling An nodded.

"Then you must listen to what I have to say, old man."

The old man looked at Ling An and said, "The biggest reason why this Niaoze got its name is because of the bird of prey that cried. Do you know this?"

"Go on."

“In fact, a long time ago, there was not just one bird-shaped remnant in the Resentful Bird Marsh, but two. Although they were remnants, they did not attack humans, but just stuck together inseparable. In my opinion, they were just like that young couple.

At that time, we could see them flying overhead every day, embracing each other, just like... just like mandarin ducks playing in the water! Everyone said they were dancing in the sky!"

"So, where did the other remaining elephant go?" Ling An asked curiously.

The words fell.

A shrill cry suddenly rang out.

Ling An raised his head, and the wailing cry appeared again.

Its body twisted and struggled, crashing into the thick fog, causing bursts of thunder.

The old man's brows visibly lowered, and he said:

"We were also affected during a wave of residual elephants. Those ghosts not only attacked humans, but also spared their own kind...

One of them was attacked and eaten by other remaining elephants in order to protect the other one. It was so cruel. After the remaining elephants retreated, the remaining bird of prey went crazy and rushed into the fog every day, and no one knew what to do. "

The old man's voice gradually lowered. At his age, he must have seen the scene of two birds flying together countless times.

I think it should be a feeling.

Ling An roughly understood the reason behind the resentment of the bird swamp, and pointed at the leaf in the old man's hand and asked, "How do you blow this?"

The old man looked at the leaf in his hand and smiled. "For this, just pick any leaf. Flatten one end like I did. Put your lips close to the other end and blow along the edge to make uneven sounds. It is said that it relies on some air flow disturbance principle or something."

"I'm an old man, but I'm not that good. There used to be some really good ones who could play a whole song!"

"Is this your local custom?" Ling An asked habitually.

The old man nodded and said: "This origin is very old. It is said that there was a man in the past who saw the mournful cries and the dancing of birds of prey in the sky. He touched a leaf and blew it out.

Gradually it became a custom. When two birds flew by in the sky, people would use leaves to accompany them... However, now we can no longer see them dancing together in the sky, and fewer and fewer people know how to do this..."

His voice was full of sighs.

The local residents' attitude towards Ai Shengying was surprisingly good.

Although the residual elephants and humans seem to be at opposite ends of the scale, there are always unexpected things in the world.

I'm afraid this wailing bird is one of them.

It has never harmed humans or elephants, but has always been immersed in its own world.

"Grandpa, I want to learn, I want to learn!" The child jumped and raised his hands.

Apparently the story appealed to him, too.

The old man smiled happily and said, "Okay, I'll teach you right away."

After saying goodbye to the two people, a message came from Ling An’s terminal.

September had already figured out the location of the suppression device and called him to join them.

When we arrived at the coordinates, September, wearing a research suit, was already standing by the swamp waiting.

Seeing Ling An's figure, his eyes lit up: "Patrol Officer Ling An, I have sent the coordinates of the three suppression devices to your terminal. The resentful bird swamp is full of residual images. Unfortunately, I don't have much power. I can only rely on your help."

"It's okay, my hands just happen to be itchy." Ling An said lightly.

Jiu Yue's expression froze, and her stereotype of Ling An deepened a little bit.

This cat is definitely not to be messed with!

Where is the good cat... No, a good patrol officer, the one who is itching to fight every day?

Ling An already knew the location information of the three suppression devices.

He looked into the depths of the swamp, his eyes full of eagerness.

"Wait a minute, Patrol Officer Ling An!" Jiu Yue suddenly said, "Due to the terrain and temperature difference in the waters of the Resentful Bird Marsh, there are tornado-shaped whirlpools deep in the marsh. They roll up silt with corrosive energy and should not be touched lightly."

He stepped forward and said, "This is an ultrasonic pulse chip, installed on the terminal. It was developed specifically for dispersing sludge..."

Ling An shook his head: "There is no need for this."

Jiu Yue was stunned and murmured, "Don't underestimate these silts. They will adhere to the residual image and form a shield that is difficult to break. This chip is necessary..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling An's strength and body began to rise sharply.

The true identity of the crownless man is revealed.

It is as dazzling as a scorching sun in the fog.

"Ling An...Patrol Captain..." Jiu Yue looked up at him and muttered to himself.

Ling An's reputation was widespread, but it was often only in writing and through word of mouth. He had never seen Ling An serious in person.

Caught off guard, he came face to face with Ling An's true form and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Don't worry, I'll be quick." Ling An gave him a healthy smile that belonged only to Canxiang.

One step into the mud of the swamp.

The silt with corrosive energy melted and peeled off in the red-gold flames.

It had absolutely no effect on him.

Watching this scene, Jiu Yue silently put away the ultrasonic pulse chip.

He still underestimated Ling An.