Shanhedu

Two days before returning to the other side, above Lingjiang.

Ling Xiao leaned over and fiddled with the river for a long time, but he still couldn't see the little elf who plunged into the river just now.

How did Jun He suddenly change back to the elf form?Could it be that the spiritual breath in the body is not enough?

His brows were furrowed, and thousands of possibilities of Junhe's "transformation" had crossed his mind in his usual calm mind.

Hearing a splash in his ears, he turned his head following the little thing flying out of the water.

Jun He flickered her little wings jubilantly, her whole body rounded into a plump ball.

Ling Xiao remembered a rare food called "Blowfish" that he once ate.

Ling Xiao sat up straight and looked up at the little guy flying in front of him. Before he could ask a question, the naughty Jun He flew towards him.

Pursing his soft mouth, the water in his abdomen sprayed continuously on Ling Xiao's face, making him unable to open his eyes.

The jade beads on the top of the little guy's head shone brightly in the night. Jun He vomited out the river water in his stomach, and his stomach deflated, and the jade beads changed directions accordingly.

"Ow~Ow~"

Pausing for a moment, Ling Xiao, who had calmed down, raised his hand and wiped his face, wiping off most of the smear on his face, a smile appeared on his mouth, and as soon as he opened his eyes, Jun He, who had turned into a human form, rushed forward again.

A lonely boat can't stand the toss, Ling Xiao hugged the slender Jun He in time,

The back lay flat on the plank of the ship, but the wounds on the back that were almost healed were just in the convex part of the cabin.

The incompletely healed flesh was crushed on the hard bump, Ling Xiao gasped, gritted his teeth and let out a "hiss~".

Seeing the fleeting pain on his face, the blushing Jun He immediately put his hands on the boat plank, "moving" the force on his brother Ling Xiao away.

"Brother, how are you?" The tense mood made Xiaolancaojing sober up a lot.

Ling Xiao supported the boat with both hands to maintain balance, and asked the two of them to sit up and talk.

"It's okay, don't worry."

"Hmm." Little Lancao Jing felt that she had gotten into trouble again, her mouth puffed up.

Ling Xiao put his hands on his shoulders, "What's the matter with you just now, why did you suddenly enter the water?"

Jun He met his worried eyes, "I'm so hot, my whole body is so hot, and then I couldn't control myself, so I turned into the water."

"..." Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Xiao Lan Caojing looked at him with a smirk again, "Brother, the water is so cool, is the water that Miao Miao gave you cold?"

It was the first time he heard that someone could justify his mischievous behavior like this, Ling Xiao laughed angrily at Jun He's appearance that he thought he had done something good without knowing it.

Scratching his nose with a hooked index finger, he said angrily, "Little rascal."

I can't count how many nicknames Ling Xiao wants to give Junhe, Xiao Lancaojing and his brother giggled for a while, and the whole river was also warm.

At five o'clock the next day, the fishermen cast their nets. The sun came out of the mountain was bright and red, and the river surface was shimmering and glowing. Jun He woke up comfortably in Ling Xiao's arms.

There was only the bottom of the fine wax left on the bow, Ling Xiao opened the map with one hand and calculated, and they floated on the river for half a day, and they would arrive at a place called "Banzhu Bizhuang".

I heard that it is famous for its skilled craftsmen who make Maoxuan by hand. There is a small gang in the rivers and lakes who specialize in using pens to make swords.

Half a day later, at noon, they really landed, the cloak was taken away by Ling Xiao for revenge, and the boat stopped at the ferry.

There are mountains and forests along the shore, Ling Xiao pulled Junhe to ask the old man at the ferry for the way, and followed the narrow path into the mountains and forests.

This forest was not considered dense, but it was overgrown with tall weeds. Jun He was led forward by Ling Xiao when he heard a familiar cry.

Shaking his wrist, Ling Xiao lowered his head.

"Brother, did you hear Uncle He's cry?"

"Uncle He?" Ling Xiao was at a loss.

Lan Caojing shook her head, "Oh no, yes, it's the same cry as Uncle He."

The wind was rumbling, and Ling Xiao straightened his neck and looked into the grass where the sound came from.

This piece of grass is intertwined with each other, like a big impenetrable net. Ling Xiao heard the voice continuously, as if calling for help.

He took Junhe to an old tree, told him to stand still, tiptoe lightly, and jumped up the treetop.

He jumped over the branches like a dragonfly, and finally saw the living creature submerged in the grass, turned over and got off the treetop, picked up the things and flew back to Junhe.

What landed in front of Jun He was a little crane the size of a goose, with its left leg broken in half and blood oozing out continuously.

Junhe squatted down on the ground after watching "Ah!", and hugged Xiaohe in his arms distressedly.

Xiaohe seemed to be very human, knowing that Junhe and the others could save him, he curled up obediently in the arms of Xiaolancaojing.

But the shouting didn't stop, and the voice was much quieter, as if he didn't want to disturb his benefactor who was going to save him.

Ling Xiao took out from his sleeves the golden sore medicine that Uncle Wen gave them before they set off on the road.

Tear off two pieces of cloth from the inner shirt, sprinkle medicine on Xiaohe to stop the bleeding, and pick up a few small wooden sticks, and simply bandage it.

The spiritual Xiaohe didn't disturb Ling Xiao the whole time, and let Junhe hold him very sensiblely.

After the leg injury was healed, Ling Xiao stood up and looked around for female cranes.

Jun He was taught a lot by Ling Xiao, and now he lowered his head in a dignified manner and asked the little thing in his arms.

"Where's your family? Does mother know that you're injured?"

Xiaohe seemed to be able to understand what he said, opened his long and sharp mouth and let out a cry, but Jun He didn't understand what it meant.

This little crane was born beautiful, with a little red on the top of the crown, and the whole body's feathers were white and soft, it didn't look like a motherless child.

It's thin and red legs are a bit shorter, and the eyes are not as big as those of the Feihe clan. If you don't listen to the calls, you really look like a goose that has stumbled.

The two of them stopped in the forest for a long time, but they didn't see any birds flying over, let alone the female crane, and they couldn't even hear their calls.

Junhe hugged Xiaohe and rubbed it against Ling Xiao's shoulder, and spoke softly to him, "Brother, why don't we take Xiaohe away, it's so pitiful that it has no mother and no family."

Ling Xiao hesitated, it's not right to take away other people's children without saying hello, but now his family is nowhere to be seen, what should I do.

He looked at Xiao Lancao Jing's expectant eyes, and then at Xiao He who seemed to be willing to follow them in his arms.

"Miao Miao, put it down." Ling Xiao thought of an idea.

"We are in front, if it wants to follow us, it will follow up by itself, otherwise, we can't rush to take it away."

Jun He nodded happily, "Brother is so smart!"

Then he slowly put the little crane down on the ground, and looked at the legs on its hands with concern.

Bending down to talk to it, "Xiaohe Xiaohe, if you want to go with me and my brother, just follow us and I will take you along, you know?"

"Uh~咕~" Xiao He called out to him again.

Ling Xiao pulled Junhe to stand up, turned his back, and walked a few steps forward, and then heard an urgent cry behind him.

When Junhe turned his head, Xiaohe really walked towards them with one claw deep and one shallow claw, and his two wings flickered endlessly.

Little Lancao Jing smiled like a sunflower in full bloom, walked back and squatted down, and hugged Xiaohe into her arms.

"Hee hee, you want to go with us, right?!"

Ling Xiao watched Jun He lower his head and smile idioticly at the crane, feeling relieved and at the same time feeling sour in his heart.

Could it be that Miao Miao will not hold him by herself in the future, but will hold the silly bird all day without letting go?

In the twinkling of an eye, Leader Ling had already disliked the silly bird shaking his head in Jun He's arms...

next.The two of them were walking side by side on the road, Jun He really hugged Xiaohe and did not let go, which made Ling Xiao even more jealous in his heart, even he didn't feel it.

"Miao Miao, put it down, don't hold it all the time."

"Hmm~" Little Lancao Jing shook her head, "Little Crane's leg is broken, so he can't walk."

"The injury on its leg is not too big. If you put it down, it can still walk on its own."

Xiao Lancao Jing still insisted on her point of view, turning her head to look at Ling Xiao.

"Xiaohe is so young, and he still can't find his mother's family, it's very pitiful.

If brother's leg is broken, Miaomiao will hug you like this. "

The second sentence was very useful to Ling Xiao, and Leader Ling's "old face" blushed when he heard it.

Okay, okay, hold on, the speechless Ling Xiao bowed to his Xiaolancao Jing's words, but he still brewed a big vat of vinegar in his heart.

The two then walked for nearly ten miles, and finally saw the fireworks house.

Stepping into the stone archway, there are two dragons playing beads carved on the top, and the four characters "Banzhu Bizhuang" are engraved in the middle. When you enter it, there is a stone tablet buried next to it, which records the repairs of various roads and memorial archways of Bizhuang. name.

Jun He is now holding Xiaohe with both hands, and he doesn't use it to hold Ling Xiao anymore. Ling Xiao, who is very dissatisfied with this but doesn't show it on his face, has to raise his arms to protect Jun He's lower back to avoid accidents.

This place was called Bizhuang, but it was the size of another city. They had a flat and smooth bluestone road under their feet, and everywhere they could see were pen shops lined with pavilions.

Jun He shook his head from side to side, and could see exquisite brush-sized brushes hanging down on the counters of heavy wood in the shops with open doors on both sides of the street, and could smell the faint fragrance of pens and inks in the shop.

Only those with a lot of literati can smell the fragrance of ink, and those with a lot of family background can only see the study room. The dotted brush and ink bookstores are enough to show the prosperity of this county.

Finding a place to live is the most important thing now, but Ling Xiao took Junhe to look around and didn't find any inns, so he went to Jiabi Pavilion and found out——

Banzhu Bizhuang has always advocated elegance, there are no entertainment venues, wine and meat venues, no lodging for literati, and even unwritten rules here, fearing that the character and indifference of literati will be damaged.

Therefore, there is no such thing as eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, or brothels. The shop owner saw that the two of them were still carrying a goose, so he kindly pointed out a boundary to them.

Ordinary families here would not allow outsiders to stay overnight, but the richest man in Banzhu City, Banzhujia, might generously take them in.

Banzhu's family is a big family in Banzhu City, almost all the green bamboos in this city are planted by their family, and they run the largest shop in the city, "Banzhu Bizhuang".

It is precisely because his family's pen shop is an ancestral property, passed on for hundreds of generations, and has contributed a lot to Banzhu City, that the city changed its name in response to his family's pen shop.

The current owner of Bizhuang is the old owner's only son, half-life son.

The half-life young master is kind and magnanimous, and he is a great kind person in the city. They will not be rejected if they go to stay here.

Ling Xiao thinks a lot about this. Males are born with hostile thoughts towards their own sex, and this kind of thinking has nothing to do with the ability of the other party.

He took Miao Miao to stay overnight this time, and he only felt that it was a small matter to let go of his face, but he didn't expect to cause a murderous disaster.

The author has something to say: Xiaohe: who is the goose?! I am a crane!! (makes a goose call) (?`~??)

In addition, the roasted cold noodles will go out tomorrow, that is, there will be no update on 9.15, and it will be updated as usual the day after tomorrow. Please forgive me.