Grandpa is such a bird

Ling Jiang frowned, and Yan Chu continued: "One thing is a piece of divine bone, embedded in your vertebrae, to help you transform into a human. The other thing is a drop of blood between his eyebrows, which was placed in your abdomen, but the reason Did not indicate."

Yan Chu: "Based on what you know about him, can you know what he means?"

Pan Qi has a gloomy and withdrawn personality, and he is not close to Ling Jiang. It is nonsense to say that he understands Ling Jiang. He looked at the carriage parked in the distance and turned a deaf ear to Yan Chu's question. Undo Nineteen's poison?"

Yan Chu said: "Accordingly, yes."

Ling Jiang looked far away, and his cold brows softened. Without hesitation, he said, "Take it."

Yan Chu: "The cut vertebra is the divine bone that helps you transform into a human. If you take it out forcibly, it is possible, very likely, that you will never become a human again."

Lingjiang took a short time to think about it, he is a bird, it doesn't matter if he is a man or not, as long as he can stay by Shijiu's side, he accepts it no matter if it is a bird or a human.

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, Yan Chu raised his eyebrows slightly, guessing that he didn't understand the difference between humans and birds at all. Although Lingjiang could conjure up humans, could his big yellow head really comprehend the joy of being a human?

Yan Chu saw the faint smear of purple on Lingjiang's neckline, and reminded him not very sincerely out of a little affection from the running around these days: "Although I promised Yin Chenglan that I would not touch you, you also need to know that I This person doesn't care about anyone other than that stupid guy in my family. Let alone help you take out a vertebrae, even if you want me to help you open your belly, as long as you can solve my doubts, I can do it, so I would be more than happy to take your bone and put it into my medicine."

He said: "But for the sake of my stupid family, I kindly remind you that if you don't become a human being, you will never experience many blissful things again."

He tapped Lingjiang's neck with his chin, put his hands behind his back, and said, "As long as you make up your mind, you can come to find me in the Valley of Miraculous Doctors... Yin Chenglan still has three months to go."

Ling Jiang hummed: "Don't tell him about this."

Yan Chu curled his lower lip hypocritically: "Naturally."

A cluster of small early spring flowers grew beside the wheels of the carriage parked by the road. Ling Jiang bent over to pick them off, opened the curtain and entered the carriage.

The carriage rolled slowly, crushing the fragrance all the way.

There was a comfortable blanket in the car, Yin Chenglan was sitting inside, Lingjiang leaned against the door with bent legs, pinching the flower in his hand, and lying on the side of his legs was the ignorant little sister Huamei.

Ever since he knew that Lingjiang was the last blind antidote, Yin Chenglan was secretly guarding against Yan Chu. He knew that the well-known doctor in the world did not save himself because of the reputation of hanging pots to help the world, but because Yin Chenglan was unwilling to be so resentful. Only after he died, did he use a little trick to motivate Yan Chu to come out of the mountain to detoxify himself.

After all, the rare treasures handed down from ancient times are very attractive to everyone who is obsessed with medical and poisonous arts.

"What did he tell you?" Yin Chenglan sat motionless, but his heart had already fallen on Lingjiang with the wind, and he could no longer calm down and deal with it calmly.

Ling Jiang glanced at him and said indifferently, "I didn't say anything."

Yin Chenglan didn't believe it, and wanted to ask, but Ling Jiang frowned, and looked him up and down. His eyes looked like those of a gentleman who was annoyed by his mother-in-law's daughter-in-law. Sitting silently.

Ling Jiang pinched the little flower and asked, "Is it pretty?"

Yin Chenglan nodded sullenly. Anyway, flowers are prettier than him now, and he, a dying person, will not look good anywhere.

Ling Jiang bit the flower in his mouth, got up and approached him, his back was facing the light, his eyes were extremely dark, his handsome face had a kind of sharp-edged indifference and indifference in the half-light, full of unstoppable breath of abstinence.

Yin Chenglan squinted, his heart skipped a beat, his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, his body leaned back slightly, he swallowed with difficulty, and said in a low voice, "There are people outside the carriage."

Ling Jiang slightly hooked his lower lip, and Yin Chenglan's body tensed suddenly, only then did he realize that he hadn't seen him smile for a long time.

Ling Jiang was always such a person, indifferent and alienated, only when he loved Yin Chenglan so much at that time, would he be willing to laugh and make jokes, but now he hasn't laughed for a long time.

Ling Jiang moved closer to Yin Chenglan, looked down at his slightly thin lips, leaned his head and kissed him, pushed the little flower into Yin Chenglan's lips, and said in a low voice, "I want you."

Yin Chenglan tasted the marrow and knew the taste, and his whole body burned immediately. He held Lingjiang's waist and struggled to regain consciousness: "There is someone."

Ling Jiang took the quilt back to cover the two of them, and the surroundings became dark, and an ambiguous atmosphere permeated the narrow and warm quilt in an instant: "Just don't shout too loudly."

"..."

Yin Chenglan felt his fumbling hand, Lingjiang grabbed his leg, trying to put him flat, imitating Yin Chenglan's actions that night, trying to touch his leg.

"Wait!" Yin Chenglan hurriedly yelled in a low voice, "It really doesn't fit in the car."

Ling Jiang paused and looked at each other silently in the dark. Yin Chenglan felt his disappointment, stroked Ling Jiang's back, and breathed next to his ear: "This is not suitable in the car. If you really want to..."

Yin Chenglan swallowed, feeling a little wretched: "...I'll teach you... change to another..."

After speaking, he moved his big hand from Lingjiang's waist to his round and tight buttocks. Yin Chenglan lifted his body and let Lingjiang sit up.

Then he picked up a piece of clothing, raised his hand and threw it at Little Sister Niao Niao.

Do not look.

The carriage wobbled along the mountain path, and the backward scenery was accompanied by the sound of horseshoes going all the way.

The fleeting sunlight penetrated through the flying curtains of the car, illuminating a person's white, naked, slightly sweaty shoulders.

However, this little bit of charming scenery was quickly covered by Yin Chenglan's quilt, and no half of it was revealed.

Afterwards, Lingjiang lay weakly in the carriage, his snow-white back was covered with messy wet black hair, he was drowsy and felt that Yin Chenglan leaned over to kiss his back, remembering what Yan Chu said about the "happy thing", He turned over and hugged Yin Chenglan tightly.

At night, Lian pressed the song to park the carriage in a small forest, lit a bonfire, and sat by the fire to roast hares to eat. He saw Lingjiang turned into a little yellow bird, sitting awkwardly in Yin Chenglan's hands, two thin small The yellow claws were tightly closed, stretched straight, and by the light of the fire, the little head went up and down to peck something on a piece of bark peeled off from the tree.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Even Pressing Song stretched his neck to look at it, but Yin Chenglan stopped him severely with his eyes.

The head of Lingjiang kept pecking, pecking, and Yin Chenglan saw two small people gradually appearing on the smooth side of the bark, one up and one down next to each other, the lines were simple and smooth, and he knew what he was doing at a glance.

Yin Chenglan: "..."

I don't know whether to praise him for his hard work.

After pecking, Lingjiang put away the bark, tilted it into Yin Chenglan's hands, and said in a dejected way, "Dizziness, nausea."

Yin Chenglan fed him some grass seeds, and Lingjiang fell asleep in a ball.

On the second day, a loud eagle cry hovered in the sky, and Ling Jiang was awakened by the trembling little sister Thrush. He stood up and stretched his wings, and flew out with the little sister. The peerless Costin.

Yin Chenglan knew that Lingjiang didn't like Ah Qing, and when he saw him flying over, he was about to signal Lian Song to take Hai Dongqing away, when he saw Ling Jiang hugged the bird and landed on his other shoulder, and then hugged the little thrush on the right. The bird pushed it to Hai Dongqing, and lazily raised its wings at it, signaling Hai Dongqing to play with it.

The male bird of the God of Eagles and a trembling little thrush hiding under its belly looked at each other. The thrush chirped, and Hai Dongqing flew up quickly, pecking at a small insect to block it. her mouth.

The little thrush ate the worm, stopped screaming, looked at it with its small eyebrow-like eyes, opened its mouth, and wanted to eat.

Ling Jiang said: "What's wrong?"

Yin Chenglan took Lingjiang down, and gave another small thrush to Hai Dongqing. Suddenly, the big man got two delicate birds, and he went to peck the insects again with his claws at a loss.

Yin Chenglan said: "The territory of Dajing is not peaceful, and the neighboring country sent a beauty to ask the emperor for peace."

Pressing the singer's horsewhip in his hand, he said with a smile on his face: "Help him complete the whole country, and don't let Mr. Ruisi become a mess as soon as he takes over."

Ling Jiang nodded without any objection, Yin Chenglan touched his smooth fur, smiled slightly, and said: "After seeing Shanyue, let's go to Lizhou, we should pick up Ruisi and his mother in person." Come here, Qi Ying has already entered the palace with our people, just waiting for the last step, I don't have much time, I can't delay any more."

After hearing this sentence, Ling Jiang's eyes darkened, and he fell silent.

Yin Chenglan regretted it as soon as he said it. This sentence is a taboo between them. Every time it is mentioned, it can cause a big fire, and it will become an endless argument. Both sides will lose.

But this time Lingjiang didn't say anything, he just calmed down for a while, threw the stupid hair on his head back, and hummed lightly, even the little sister didn't have time to come back, so he flew back In the carriage.

Yin Chenglan looked at his silent back, sighed, turned his head, and saw Lian Songe hanging his head, dragging the grass on the ground in a daze.

"Why, after coaxing him, how about coaxing you? That's all right, Chief Manager, get up, it's time to get on the road."

Lian Press the song forced a smile: "I just thought that the future master is gone, and I don't know where to go."

Yin Chenglan patted him on the shoulder: "Go marry a good girl, open a shop, stay away from grievances and disputes, and live peacefully for the rest of your life, which is a good day that others will not envy."

Lian Song lowered his head and patted the grass off his hands: "Master, what about Lingjiang, have you thought about what he will do?"

Yin Chenglan's hand on his lap tightened, a knife was stuck in his heart, and every time he thought about the future, he sank into it, and the blade kept bleeding, making him feel cold all over.

He thought about it, thinking about it day and night.But it's useless to think about it, he can't give what Lingjiang wants, what they all want, the sky won't give, Yin Chenglan has no choice, no other way, can only muddle through now, and stay with him for the rest of the day, Do his best to repay him what he owed him in the past and present.

The so-called emotion is nothing more than a ray of wind in the setting sun at the end of summer, but a memory is life after life.

Life is like a mayfly, he is sorry.

In the carriage, Ling Jiang was lying on the pillow, holding up a small wing in front of his eyes, looking at the fine feathers on it, even if he could only accompany him in this appearance in the future, it would be better than a bird dying alone.

The smoldering haze of the past few days was blown away by the wind, Ling Jiang smiled very lightly, then frowned, and covered his stomach.

The belly with soft and downy hair is a little hard inside, I don't know what's growing, ever since Lingjiang knew that there was a drop of blood from the eyebrows in his stomach, he felt uncomfortable, that person didn't like him, but also loved him What is stuffed in the stomach?

He watched Yin Chenglan get into the carriage with cold eyes, and then when the other party tried to approach him, he gave him a wing. Pan Qi could no longer fly, so he had to vent his anger on Yin Shijiu.

Once Lingjiang was in a better mood, he would think about how to repay the pain and grievances he owed him before.

He turned over and got into the quilt, buried himself completely, and ignored others.

Yin Chenglan was depressed and felt that he had a few days to live. He just wanted to treat this little bird well and cherish the last time, but Lingjiang didn't cooperate except on the bed. Intentionally, the beauty is ruthless, so she has no choice but to feel sad and heartbroken.