Chapter 41: A Letter from Three Lives (7).
A strange feeling rose in my heart, starting from Song Yunjing calling my name. I've known him for so long, and he's never called me by name so seriously, and I'm not used to hearing it at first glance.
I turned my head to look at him, and the chubby little chubby on his back suddenly looked at him too, with small but sparkling eyes. I was inexplicably weak and hurriedly turned my head back. This action accidentally attracted Song Yunjing's attention, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Ah, big black snake, you can't be still angry, right?" ”
I was slightly stunned: "Huh? ”
Song Yunjing suddenly stopped, turned to stare at me, and had a faint smile on his face, "In the medicine shop, didn't I interrupt your words with a word?" With your calculating personality, you should be angry for a while. ”
I remembered that there was such a thing, but it didn't seem to be worth thinking about, so I shook my head and said, "Why am I angry about this?" It's because I didn't think it through, I didn't think carefully before I spoke, and you should stop me. ”
Song Yunjing narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, as if these words should not come out of my mouth. After a while, he turned his head and continued walking. I followed him with my head half-bowed, and heard him mutter, "It's weird." "I guess it's that weird? Isn't my personality bad?
The little fat lying on Song Yunjing's back hugged his neck and asked suspiciously, "Brother Song, why do you call Sister Dongge the big black snake?" ”
Only then did I notice what Song Yunjing called me just now, and I couldn't help but get angry, and then echoed: "That's right, I obviously have a name, why do you always give me such a messy nickname?" ”
Song Yunjing didn't look back, and said lightly: "Little fatty, this is a long story, if you really want to hear it, I can tell you slowly......"
I kicked Song Yunjing's calf in a rage, and preemptively said: "The surname Song, you are making up nonsense and making up some stories to deceive children, is it interesting?" ”
When Song Yunjing and I fought all the way back to Chen Ji Inn, Beiqi and Song Yunjing were still sitting at the table, maintaining their original posture. The difference was that there was a brightly colored bird parked on the table in front of them. The reason why it is bright is because I noticed that there is more than one color of the bird's feathers, and when I glanced at it, I saw three colors: red, green, and blue. In addition, Murong Chuan had an extra piece of slightly yellowed paper in his hand, and he was reading the contents of the paper book very seriously at this time, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw some places. From his facial expressions, I could be sure that what was written on the letter was not something pleasant.
Song Yunjing carefully put Xiaopang off his back, and the proprietress in the back room hurriedly ran out of the house when she heard that we were back, and thanked me and Song Yunjing for her kindness while shouting at Xiaopang. I relayed all the words of Dr. Sun to the proprietress of the proprietress and she kept nodding her head to indicate that she had written them all down and would do what Dr. Sun said. Finally, he carried Chubby back to the room and let him lie on the bed to rest.
After there were only four of us left in the room, Song Yunjing walked up to Murong Chuan, who didn't have a good expression, and asked, "What's wrong?" Brother. ”
Murong Chuan didn't say a word, just handed the letter in his hand to Song Yunjing. I asked Beiqi, who was leisurely drinking tea, with my eyes asking, and he shrugged innocently, looking like he didn't know anything.
Song Yunjing glanced at ten lines, and in a blink of an eye, he understood the content of the letter. He asked uncertainly, "Master summoned us back to heaven to see?" ”
Murong Chuan took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Judging from the content of the letter, it is so. ”
Song Yunjing and Murong Chuan want to go back to the sky? My first reaction was good, and my second reaction was good. After they leave Qinghe Town, I can travel alone to the world's lakes and seas, mountains and rivers. Of course, the premise is that you must get rid of Beiqi, who insists on repaying my kindness.
Song Yunjing sat down and said puzzledly: "Master used to ask us for something to explain the reason when we looked back, why didn't we reveal a word this time?" ”
Murong Chuan's good-looking fingers rubbed the porcelain cup with a not very good texture, and after a while, he said unhurriedly: "Maybe it's not an important matter, if it's urgent, Master and his old man won't use this colorful finch that can't even figure out the direction to send a message." ”
The feathers on the colorful finch stood up, and it ran over quickly with its eyes wide open and its short legs, its beak open, and pecked at Murong Chuan's fingers resting on the teacup. Murong Chuan glanced at it lightly, and the colorful finch immediately gathered its feathers, shrunk its body, stood motionless in place, cooed twice, and looked at Song Yunjing aggrievedly.
I burst out laughing, thinking that this little bird was so funny, and that he was so good at reading words and feelings. It heard laughter and looked at me in confusion. I found it amusing, and reached out to stroke its feathers, and just as my hand was about to touch its wings, the multicolored finches jumped up excitedly, fluttering around the room, and making heart-rending calls.
The other three people in the room looked at me at the same time, my scalp stiffened, I embarrassedly withdrew my hand and touched my nose, and said in an angry voice: "It seems...... This little sparrow doesn't like me very much......"
Song Yunjing couldn't help but chuckle, "It's not like you, it's afraid of you." ”
I heard it in the clouds, and in my self-perception, although I was not like the Beiqi family, I was also a beautiful and beautiful girl. And I have always been kind to people, who should see who loves, how can there be something afraid of me?
Song Yunjing stretched out his hand, and the little sparrow fluttering around landed in the palm of his hand, looking at me very vigilantly. I have never suffered such treatment since I became a cultivator, and I can't help but be a little angry, and I look at this broken bird angrily, "Hmph, what's so great about a little broken bird, the ugly one can't find the direction, according to me, I should slaughter it and stew it and boil soup to make up for the little fat." ”
Colorful Sparrow's legs trembled slightly, and he looked at Song Yunjing with teary eyes. Song Yunjing smiled bitterly and said, "You are a big black snake, why are you still fighting with mere colorful birds?" These colorful finches are usually raised by my master, and they already have spiritual sense. You have cultivated for thousands of years, and you are a foreign race, and you are extremely coercive, but you can crush it to death at will, even Beiqi doesn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of you, let alone a little thing like it that has just opened up its wisdom? ”
I see, I nodded knowingly. After thinking about it, he grinned and smiled at the colorful sparrow: "This girl has a lot, and she is not bullying the soft, for the sake of your weakness, I don't care about the fact that you just saved my face." Next time, I'll really kill you and drink the soup. ”
The multicolored finch blinked and nodded, indicating that she understood. I smiled with satisfaction, thinking that the bird's IQ was not bad.
Murong Chuan suddenly got up and said to Song Yunjing, who was teasing the bird, "Yunjing, you come with me." ”
Although Song Yunjing was a little puzzled, he still nodded and got up to follow, and put the colorful finch that trembled whenever he saw me on the table, and his legs trembled and he couldn't stand steadily.