Grandpa is such a bird

Every year in the Yufeng Pavilion, thousands of young birds are born, and some old and sick birds pass away. It changes with each passing day, the old and the new alternate, and the cycle goes back and forth to restore the vitality of the pavilion.

Not to mention the dead letter birds, but the young birds that have just been born from their shells still have a lot to do, and these young birds are selected by the selection conference.

First pick the one with the best appearance, the shape of the keel, the bone strength of the wings, the radiance of the eyes, and the strength of the six things are the best products.Then choose the blood relationship, observe the appearance of the bird, the flying ability, and check its excellent track record.It takes the shortest time to carry out a letter, and most of the young birds born will inherit their advantages from the breeding birds that fly fast, tall and brave.

According to these two criteria, the young birds are scored, and more than [-] are selected to be sent to the aviary for training. The top bird trainers are selected to personally train the young birds. This is the selection meeting.If a young bird in the aviary is selected, the bird trainer will get an extremely rich reward, so the conference makes the bird trainers of each aviary so valued.

And when the young birds are able to carry the message alone, they will be judged again according to the letter ability and demeanor, and then re-sorted into the four houses of "Tiandi Xuanhuang" according to the results.

Lingjiang has been out of her shell for many years. Even though she is round, white, tender, and handsome, she is no longer a young bird, so she bears the brunt of her death due to her age.

When he was young, he had a chance to be selected, but at that time he was growing up, he was hungry fast, and he had a lot of food, the feed he was fed was not worth the fart, so he was always hungry, He often sneaks out of the aviary to grab food from other birds. He is obsessed with grabbing food and fighting every day. On the day of the selection meeting, he happens to go to other bird houses to steal food, and fights with a group of eagles. By the time he ate and drank enough and flew to the conference venue with his colorful wings flapping, the selection conference was already over.

Qiantu was once again killed by his young and ignorant love for gluttony.

The old Laizi was almost bleeding to death from his seven orifices, and he chased after him with a whip to beat him. Lingjiang pecked off his wine pot, took a few sips of wine, found a treetop that no one could get up to, and squatted down. Relying on the little bit of turbid wine on the top, facing the breeze, he blows away his inexplicable and inexplicably lost opportunities.

The feeling is probably that Shaoniao doesn't know what it means to be sad, and expresses her sorrow because of the missed opportunity.

Ling Jiang recalled his thoughts from the memories, only to realize that the morning flight was over, and the birds had already returned to the aviary to eat.

He spread his wings and took off slowly. He flew over the heads of the two bird trainers and heard their conversation.

One of them was young, with delicate features, a five-color flag pinned to his waist, and the clothes on his body were embroidered with the words "Tianzishe". He was surprised and said, "Will the Pavilion Master be present in person at this year's selection meeting?"

The other said: "Yes, not only the birds are selected, but also the owners. You might as well give it a try. With your talent, you will definitely be selected as the bird trainer for the young birds. I also heard that, This time the pavilion master will personally participate in the training of the young birds."

The young man called Aqi said: "Who did you hear? The pavilion master has never participated in the training of young birds before. How could he be this time? You must have misheard."

The man and Aqi went to the dining room, shook their heads and said, "It's different this time, everyone has spread the word." He raised his eyes to the peak covered by the dense forest, where he could faintly hear the voice of the eagle Hai Dongqing. Howling, he looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he lowered his voice and said, "Isn't the pavilion master not in good health? I used to hear the sour and bitter smell of medicine wafting out of Hailou. Didn't you notice this?" After half a year, the bitterness of the medicine is almost gone.”

Ling Jiang, who was flying above their heads, squinted his small eyes, and his small, dark round pupils were thoughtful.

Aqi said: "That means the pavilion master has recovered from his illness."

The man shook his head, lowered his voice, and said, "There is no smell of medicine anymore. It can be said that the disease is cured, or it can be said... that it cannot be cured, so I gave up."

Aqi's face darkened: "Don't talk nonsense."

The man hurriedly said: "Of course we hope that the pavilion master will recover from his illness, but I heard that after so many years, there is no..."

Aqi frowned fiercely, and cut off the man's unfinished words in his throat: "Stop talking, let's go eat." As he spoke, he left the man behind him, refusing to pay any more attention to him.

Ling Jiang on the treetop watched their figures disappear into the corridor next to the stone wall, he slowly raised his eyelids, and stared at the peak hidden in the cliff of Wanhai Peak - where there was a delicate structure supported by red pillars. Pavilion, listening to the sea building.

Tinghai Tower is built against the mountain wall, half of which seems to be embedded in the stone wall and century-old trees, and half hangs high above the sky of Yufeng Pavilion. It is surrounded by clouds and mist on weekdays, and most of Tinghai Tower is hidden. Occasionally, when it is extremely clear, the bright red cornices and beams can be seen emerging from the hazy green mist, but most of the hidden peaks are invisible.

It was Yin Chenglan's residence, and it was also a forbidden place for birds and people in Yufeng Pavilion.

Ling Jiang changed into a comfortable position and squatted on the branch, thinking, Yin Chenglan lives so high, could it be that he is really suffering from an unspeakable disease?If not, which person's egg hurts more than a bird's.

On the tree branch, he folded his two bird-shaped claws together, bent into a posture of a mortal crossing his legs, and sat on the branch very coldly, shaking his claws, and said in his heart: "But it doesn't matter if he is sick or not." Okay, maybe I will be able to meet this person at this selection meeting."

Thinking of this, Lingjiang's resentment for getting up early and flying in the morning faded a little, flapped his wings twice, and flew back to the aviary in a happy mood to grab his own feed.

The selection meeting is just around the corner, and the bird trainers in each house are working hard, which shows that the morning flight is getting earlier and longer on weekdays, and the communication training between the mountains and the mountains is becoming more and more frequent.

The bird trainer in Lingjiang was cursing and fighting secretly. There were also young birds in the yellow house, but most of them were weak and sickly young ones. Scared the cubs into screaming and forced them to train with the old birds. If they couldn't fly, they would fall to the ground and die, or they would stay hungry without food.

Lingjiang couldn't get up in the morning, and when he was sleeping comfortably, he would always be woken up by a group of soft and weak chirping birds. He sat up from the bird's nest with a tuft of fine yellow hair on his head. Standing upright in all directions, the aura of getting up reached its peak, and Xiaoyuan's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Lao Laizi woke up the little bird, and went out by himself to prepare a flag for training the bird.Ling Jiang stretched out his small wings from the cage, lifted the tip of the wings upwards, and nimbly pushed aside the pegs on the cage. He jumped out with two wings blowing boldly, and knocked out the frightened little cub in the next bird cage. Take it out, then fly to the jug that the old Laizi forgot to bring, point the little bird's buttocks at the mouth of the bottle, and gently push its soft belly, the rectum of the little bird can't hold the bird poop , "噗嗤" sprayed in.

Then, Lingjiang threw the stinky cub into Lao Laizi's big vat of feed, let it eat the feed, then opened the second cage, the third cage, and so on, filled the wine sac Full.

While doing all this, Ling Jiang remained expressionless, but when he put the fed bird back into the cage, his movements were unbelievably gentle. He even patted the frightened bird's head with his small wings, and said indifferently: "Afraid of a ball, I'm here."

With a five-color flag tied around his waist, Lao Laizi walked in unsteadily, pointed at a row of birdcages with a whip, and said viciously: "Fly well for me, or I will roast you at night."

With that said, he picked up the jug and took a big gulp down his throat.

The rich and fresh bird feces melted instantly in his mouth. Lao Laizi realized that something was wrong, and immediately sprayed it out. A goddess scattered flowers in front of him, and then a villain sprinkled feces. Lingjiang held an ignorant bird cub in his arms, A fleeting smile flashed across his always cold eyes.

The old Laizi ate a meal of bird droppings, choked up, vomited for several days, and didn't get out of bed for a few days. Lingjiang just had a good time and continued to lead the last bird house in the yellow house to fight with all the little birds. Eat and drink.

Three days later, the selection meeting began.

Lingjiang finally went to bed early and woke up early that day, and went to the sink to comb his feathers in front of the water, and dipped his claws into the water twice, leaving his whole body yellow and yellow. Tender and tender, the small size is as tender as water can be squeezed out.

However, when he was about to fly out of the aviary and sneak into the flock of young birds participating in the selection meeting, he found that the training ground was empty without even a feather in sight.

He walked around in a circle, and heard a few bird trainers who were not qualified to participate in the conference gossip under the tree, saying that the selection conference was held at Fangfei Cliff on the North Peak.

Fangfei Cliff is the place where Tianzishe trains young eagles. The cliff face is inserted horizontally from the waist of Wanhai Peak. Standing on the cliff, you can hear the mountain wind whistling through the dense forest. There is a sea under the cliff. Can roll up the sea with white waves.

Ordinary carrier pigeons, warblers and other small messenger birds are never allowed to fly off the cliff, and only swans, hawks and other fierce birds can withstand the howling mountain wind and the raging waves of the sea.

Although Lingjiang is a chubby bird, he is not afraid of strong winds and waves. Hearing the news, he immediately took off to Fangfei Cliff.

However, Lingjiang had calculated everything, but he missed one thing. He was sure that he could withstand the wind and waves, but he forgot that he had never been to Fangfei Cliff before, and he had an incomparable unique style. The road idiot attribute, as expected, got lost in the forest to death, until the sky gradually dimmed, and Lingjiang couldn't find the corner of Fangfei Cliff.

Not to mention meeting the mysterious Pavilion Master Yin.

The little yellow bird flew back with an irritable expression. After returning to the aviary for a long time, he was still so upset that he had to get out of the birdcage again, trying to get some wine to drink, so as to relieve the annoyance of missing opportunities.

Lao Laizi's flagon smelled like bird droppings. Ling Jiang smelled it and threw it away in disgust. He flew out of Huangzishe and landed in a small forest.

There are people walking not far away, the smoke rising from the wooden house in the forest, the breeze rustling the leaves, and the sound of birdsong, Lingjiang is lying among the branches, looking up at the river under the dim sky light. Hidden among the clouds and mist in Tinghai Tower, let your mind and soul travel to the sky.

At this time, a voice came from under the tree, and the voice sounded familiar.

Ji Yushan felt a little regretful at the moment. After asking around the birdhouses, he found out that the letter birds here did not have names, but were only called by serial numbers. Relying on his yellow hair to find it, it is extremely difficult to find it.

The lantern in his hand could only illuminate a small area under his feet. Ji Yushan thanked the person who asked for directions, and walked towards the yellow house, thinking in his heart that if he couldn't find it again, he would have to go back and wait. Let's talk at dawn the next day.

The Yellow House is located in a very remote place in the Xin Bird House. It’s not that I don’t like the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled in the Yellow House, but I can’t treat them equally. Therefore, the Yellow House is a bit out of the way, but there are advantages to being out of the way , it is very quiet everywhere, no one comes, and there are mountains blocking it, so there is no mountain breeze, so it is very suitable for the elderly.

It was completely dark, and only the candlelight could be seen far and near, and there was no one around. The wind from the sea blew on Ji Yushan's face with a slightly fishy dampness. He was concentrating on finding his way in the darkness, when suddenly, A black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, Ji Yushan raised his head abruptly, and saw a furry... bird face with cold eyes from the bottom to the top of the dim yellow lantern.

Ji Yushan widened his eyes, opened his lips, and was about to let out a shrill cry. Lingjiang quickly flapped his wings and said flatly, "Shut up."

The bird face made a human voice, which successfully made Ji Yushan shut his mouth tightly in horror, and stood in the night wind swallowing wildly for a long time before he realized that he was looking for this little thing.

He raised the lantern up, and the dim yellow halo enveloped Lingjiang as a whole, illuminating him with a soft apricot yellow in his fur, and those small cold round eyes reflected the candlelight, as if they were shining with starlight.Ji Yushan's heart gradually returned to its place, thinking, how could I be afraid if she is so cute.

Ling Jiang glanced at him, expressionless, and turned to go back to the aviary.

Ji Yushan followed behind him, rubbing his frightened and stiff face, and said, "So the young man belongs to Huang Zishe, and I came here specially to find Lingjiang young man."

Ji Yushan was very happy to meet a half-familiar acquaintance in a different place: "The Yufeng Pavilion is really big, it is not easy to find someone, but the scenery on the peak is amazing, it is really a blessing to see it in my lifetime. By the way , I was almost scared to death when I came up from the chain that day, to be able to be in..."

Lingjiang flew faster and faster, and the back of his little wings fluttering in mid-air was very cold.

Ji Yushan took two quick steps and failed to catch up. Seeing that he was about to fly into the pitch-black night, his eyes rolled twice quickly, he stopped, and said, "That Yin Chenglan——"

He intentionally dragged on a long ending, but before the sound fell, a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes, the indifferent little yellow bird had rushed to him in lightning speed, and his indifferent eyes were ignited black. The flames made his eyes look extraordinarily bright.