Grandpa is such a bird

Ji Yushan is not only unlucky, but also very verbose. They walked all night, and white belly appeared in the sky. Ji Yushan had already asked all eighteen generations of Lingjiang's ancestors, but Lingjiang didn't answer him a word, so he Just poured out the eighteen generations of his ancestors like beans.

So much so that Ling Jiang was drowsy and heard the scene of how the aunt of his seventh uncle and grandpa hooked up with the man from the neighbor's house. Although Ling Jiang found him very annoying, but because of his excellent bird quality, He said good deeds and didn't hate him, thinking silently, the beard of the seventh uncle is so angry that his beard has turned white?Don't mind his business.

So he turned over in Ji Yushan's hands, turned his butt to him, retracted his head into the wings and continued to sleep.

After turning over Yuansongling, the road is much easier. The official road winds in the green mountains and green waters. There are no people on the road for half a day. Only white clouds float and the breeze blows. Holding a bunch of fluffy birds in his hands, listening to the clear and crisp singing of birds in his ears, which seemed to be sung by this little thing, taught Ji Yushan to look more and more happily, and get carried away.

He talked on and on for another day, his mouth was a little dry, so he took out the water bag from the bag and took two or three mouthfuls, drinking while keeping his eyes on the lump in his hand, he almost couldn't put it down for the little things.

The little yellow bird was sleeping in his palm with its legs crossed. He saw the small tube tied to the little yellow bird's claws, thought for a while, and stretched out two fingers to touch it.

Just when he touched the bamboo tube, the side light glanced casually, and he happened to meet the little yellow bird.

Ling Jiang didn't know when he woke up. Dou Da's small black eyes were clear and sharp, silently staring at Ji Yushan's two fingers.

That gaze was like a sharp knife, which was already on the edge of his finger, and when he made a move, he would have to pay the end of losing two fingers.

Seeing him like this, Ji Yushan was shocked, and suddenly woke up from Lingjiang's fluffy and bulging appearance-this bird can shock and kill wolves, and it can carry a thousand catty eight-edged plum blossom hammer. Those sexy sluts who can sing are nothing like that.

He withdrew his fingers and stammered, "I, I, I want to see if your foot is healed."

Ling Jiang withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, changed his posture with his little wings blown, hummed fiercely, retracted his claws under his stomach, opened his small pointed mouth, and yawned cruelly.

The news in his tube is not important, otherwise there are more than 3 letter birds in Yufeng Pavilion, and he would not be allowed to carry out letters, but even if it is not important, Ling Jiang, as a member of Yufeng Pavilion letter birds, still has some professionalism. Will let anyone touch the letter in his tube.

After sleeping for a long while, feeling that the injury on his paw had healed, Ling Jiang squinted his eyes silently, thinking how many times he had lost his way this trip.

He felt that mortals were a little too strict with birds, and believed that birds would not get lost. However, Lingjiang couldn't remember the way very much since the shell was broken. He often went out to eat and came back, but he couldn't find his own bird. Nested.

But Ling Jiang thinks this is not a problem, if you can't find a nest, just squeeze with other birds, even if no bird is willing to squeeze with him, there will always be a place for him to settle down in three mountains and six rivers, and he will live very well Reckless, quite free and easy like "drunk before the flowers fall, the world is a quilt pillow".

But the bad thing is that he is not a cute creature that sings in the valley, but a messenger bird of the No. [-] intelligence pavilion in the rivers and lakes. It is a big taboo not to find the way back home.

So I had no choice but to become the youngest of the [-] messenger birds in the Yufeng Pavilion. I lived with the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled in advance. I was occasionally assigned a few unimportant and dangerous missions to deliver letters, probably If he dies on the way, he can at most exchange a few words of abuse from the bird trainer, and he will be forgotten as a little bird in a blink of an eye.

He can be said to be a good player who eats and waits to die.

However, there will be one or two times when Lingjiang lies in his nest and listens to the wind blowing from the bottom of Wanhai Peak to the top of the cliff, and he squints his eyes, he thinks, since God has given him unique spirituality, Are brute force and sorcery really just for him to fool around in reincarnation, or are they just for him to gain the upper hand in fighting with other birds?

Lingjiang was thinking wildly and nonchalantly, listening casually to the noise of the people he picked up halfway, going in one ear and out the other, basically pretending to be an old monk chanting scriptures, hypnotized and drowsy.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes: "What did you just say?"

Ji Yushan was taken aback for a moment, his nonsense was like a frightened rabbit, and it disappeared immediately, his mind went blank, he couldn't remember what he said, and after thinking hard for a long time, he said: "I said I have a The lady who hasn't passed the door yet, but ran away with someone?"

Ling Jiang paused: "My condolences, next sentence."

Ji Yushan hesitated: "The person who took her away was the notorious thief Pei Jiangnan?"

Pei Jiangnan is somewhat famous, and his martial arts is very good. Judging by the scholar's slender arms and legs, it is basically hopeless to win back. Lingjiang expressed sympathy: "Sorry, next sentence."

Ji Yushan rolled his eyes upwards, trying to recall the order of his nonsense: "I went to Yufeng Pavilion to ask Lord Yin to help me find Pei Jiangnan's whereabouts?"

A certain emotion flashed quickly in Lingjiang's eyes, as if a fine halo flashed across his round pupils, but it was fleeting, and before he had time to see clearly, that faint light dormant again. Under the deep round eyes of the little yellow bird, it seems that a small stone is thrown into the calm lake, and the ripples dissipate, and it becomes calm again.

Ji Yushan was puzzled: "Do you want to go any further?"

Ling Jiang fell from the palm of his hand and turned into a human being. Looking at him from the side, his handsome eyebrows were slightly condensed, and there was something on his cold face that seemed to want to say something.

Seeing his appearance, Ji Yushan looked at him flattered, and immediately made plans to say everything without saying anything.

Ling Jiang frowned and thought for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the lofty mountains outside the official road, and looked away for a while, before calmly saying: "Can you see Yin Chenglan?"

Ling Jiang couldn't be more familiar with the three words Yin Chenglan.

Yufeng Pavilion was built by him alone. The [-] letter birds in the pavilion are like well-trained spies. It constitutes a strict intelligence network that is unique to Yufeng Pavilion and covers all corners of the country.

The information network links together the wealth, life, and past secrets of countless people in the world, and the other end of the network is held in Yin Chenglan's hands. Whenever he wants to know, he can know everything.

Lingjiang's so-called familiarity is just that he is familiar with this name and has heard it countless times, but he has never even met this person.

Wanhai Peak is thousands of feet tall, Yufeng Pavilion rises near the peak, and is built around the peak. There are countless aviaries and houses dotted around. In addition, it is the last of the birds. Both the bird and the bird trainer are of low status. Throughout the year, he could not receive important information at all, let alone meet Yin Chenglan, the pavilion master who is elusive and haunted by thousands of birds.

So when he first heard that someone was going to see him, Ling Jiang couldn't help being a little surprised, his heart was faintly moved, and he thought about this person who was everywhere in Yufeng Pavilion but could not be seen at all.

Ji Yushan said: "Yes."

Lingjiang's cold and clear face had human emotions, and he couldn't help asking: "What does he look like?"

Ji Yushan took out a letter from his bag: "I haven't seen it before, I only exchanged letters, the handwriting is astounding, the bones are clear, the pen is full of ink, and it is quite sparse, it should be an extraordinary and amazing person. "

After he finished speaking, he paused, and said in surprise: "The young man has never met Pavilion Master Yin?"

Subconsciously, he thought that since Lingjiang could talk, make people, and have good martial arts, he should be able to accomplish a lot in Yufeng Pavilion, but he didn't know that this young man looked like a bird, and he was surprisingly lazy.

Only then did Lingjiang take a closer look at Ji Yushan next to him. He was dressed as a scholar, plainly dressed, with upright facial features, and he could be seen. He was typical of a literati who was long-winded.Ling Jiang didn't know how such an ordinary person could communicate with Yin Chenglan by letter, and how he could meet people with his own eyes.

As far as he knows, it is only possible to contact Yin Chenglan when the level of confidentiality is extremely high or when the matter is of great importance. The general manager of intelligence and communication is fully responsible for the general information and communication.

Wait, this scholar is not completely without characteristics, after all, he also has an unmarried lady who was abducted by the gangster Pei Jiangnan.

Thinking of this, Ling Jiang couldn't help but glanced at the top of his head, showing an expression that couldn't bear to look directly, as if the deep forest in the distance was already green above it.

"What else do you know?"

"Huh?" Ji Yushan was puzzled.

Ling Jiang walked ahead with his hands behind his back: "About him."

Looking at Lingjiang's upright, somewhat impersonal back, Ji Yushan recalled the two days he had known him.

In the past two days, this is the second time that Lingjiang has taken the initiative to talk to him, except for the one question he asked when we first met. .

Ji Yushan thought to himself, this little bird was not as indifferent and reticent as he appeared.

Ji Yushan racked his brains to tell Lingjiang all the rumors he knew about Yin Chenglan, but the more Lingjiang listened, the deeper his frown became, and finally he stopped abruptly, turned his head, and there was a stern look between his brows, Said: "Yin Chenglan is a weirdo covered with bird feathers? Does the person who said this look down on bird feathers, or look down on people?"

Ling Jiang stared at him, making Ji Yushan feel as if he was waiting for him to spit out ivory from his mouth, and hurriedly smiled: "The bird feathers are very good, keeping warm and tidy. He must be short-sighted, and he has never seen such a young man." Bird feathers."

Lingjiang snorted coldly, and seemed dissatisfied with the rumors circulating in the world, even so, he still let Ji Yushan continue to talk, wishing to know everything about Yin Chenglan in his mouth clearly, half of his son Do not pull down.

Ji Yushan led the way, and the two turned over another mountain. Ji Yushan walked specially from the city, went to the teahouse storyteller and bought a book of strange events in Jianghu, picked out the part of Yufeng Pavilion, and followed Lingjiang, as if reading As if he was a stranger, he shook his head and read the gossip of the rivers and lakes in cadence.

However, Lingjiang is not interested in how famous the Yufeng Pavilion is outside the world, so that people in the world are afraid, and how the messengers of the intelligence network are all over the world. Only when the word "Yin Chenglan" is mentioned, the icy mask on his face cracks a crack, There was a smoky curiosity coming out of it.

Ji Yushan read: "I saw Yin Chenglan suddenly stood up, began to take off his clothes under the watchful eyes of everyone, and then grew feathers all over his body, screaming from his mouth—"

Ling Jiang: "Fart, he's not a bird."

"Okay... The eight sects raised their swords and said coldly, Yin Chenglan, you are not a bird..."

The sun was shining brightly above his head, and Ji Yushan was urged by Lingjiang to study before dawn, thinking that when he was taking the number one examination, his parents never urged him so diligently.

At noon, Ji Yushan mouth was parched, he leaned against a tree beside the road panting, slid on the ground like noodles, wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was completely unable to walk, and waved his hand listlessly, Said: "Shao Shao Shao Xia, what kind of enmity do you have with Pavilion Master Yin?"

Ling Jiang folded her arms, stood in front of him, looked down at him, and said simply: "Nothing."

Ji Yushan took a few breaths, and swallowed hard to moisten his throat: "It's not hatred...that's because you have a crush on him?"

According to Ji Yushan, a gentle scum, it is absolutely impossible for him to say such a thing, but after being forced to go on the road and read every sentence of gossip starting with "Yin Chenglan" emotionally, Ji Yushan felt that he There was a buzzing in his ears, and Yin Chenglan was flying non-stop on his celestial cap like a mosquito.

Although he hasn't met anyone yet, Ji Yushan feels that he has already rejected Pavilion Master Yin.

He originally thought that Lingjiang would definitely curse again, 'What nonsense are you talking about', but he saw the young man startled, and a thin blush appeared on his incomparably handsome and indifferent face.

This time, Ji Yushan was stunned.

Ling Jiang didn't start, his eyebrows trembled, and he said in a low voice: "What nonsense... I just... I heard that he is a good bird trainer, and I want to ask him if he would like to train me."