Chapter Seventy-Two: A Story
"All right, duckling, don't cry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Meng Tian stretched out his hand a little kindly, and the kid in his arms screamed like a favor, just not letting Meng Tian touch the duck in front of him.
"Okay, good baby, don't make trouble, you see how sad it cries, it's not good not to comfort it."
Meng Tian opened his mouth to coax the old boy in his arms, and then continued to open his mouth to the duck in front of him.
"Good Samaritan, don't say any more, it's about to freeze, I'm standing here like this, and I'll freeze to death in a while."
The ugly duckling said to herself, and then turned her head and didn't plan to deal with Meng Tian, but Meng Tian seemed to have heard the key, what is called about to be frozen, she will die if she stands, this is not good, she definitely has to ask to understand, but now this duckling's heart is like ashes, what should she do, in an instant, her brain is spinning rapidly, trying to find a solution.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and it seemed that she had to tell a story to the black duck in front of her, although I don't know if she will become a white swan like in the fairy tale in the future, but it's better to die than to live, isn't it, maybe one day the little duck will thank her.
Sometimes, it only takes a story to save the duck's life, which is also the truth that Meng Tian realized at this moment.
"Little duckling, once when I was very young, I met a very beautiful black duck, you don't know how beautiful it looks, those eyes are like soaked grapes just picked from the garden, the red beak is like the carving craftsmen carefully cared for, the most beautiful is the night sky like a feather that even the peacock is jealous of when he sees it, softened with a hint of strength, the best in the wings......"
"Don't say it, don't say it, I'm going to die, why do you still hit me like this."
The little duck covered his ears with his wings, not letting the praise version of the sound in front of him enter his ears, but Meng Tian's voice lingered in his ears all the time, and he couldn't get rid of it.
"Don't worry, you have to respect the storyteller, this is basic etiquette, at least you are going to die, can't you listen to it with peace of mind?"
Meng Tian used his own set of agitation methods to successfully quiet the rampaging ugly duckling again.
"You go on."
It uttered three words in some silence, and even lowered its head, which had not been raised in the first place.
"Alright, kid, my story has just begun, just keep listening."
Meng Tian tentatively reached out and rubbed the duckling's head, and continued to start her story.
The black duck listened to the praise a lot, and he got used to it, but when he told me the story in turn, I really knew that it was once uglier than the duck. It told me that when it was still an egg, it somehow got to a duck's nest, and then the mother duck hatched it, and then all the ducks were yellow hairs, only one of them was long and black, and it didn't look like a duck, and many ducks laughed at it, but its mother never abandoned it, and it lived in inferiority and confusion, and didn't even know what to do, and one day she said goodbye to her mother, and went outside alone, when it passed a riverbank, A flock of swans happened to fly by, and the leading black swan saw it at a glance and flew to its side and stopped. When he learned from his mouth that he was very inferior, he told it that it was actually a swan, but it was ugly when he was a child, and the black duck listened to it, and returned home without inferiority, and devoted himself to cultivation, cultivated his body, and was extremely beautiful, and no one said that it was an ugly duckling in the future, but called it the duck king. ”
"Wow, sister, you are so powerful, how do you know that our Duck King is a black duck."
Meng Tian's words made the ugly duckling regain her strength, and her eyes were overflowing with adoration.
"Well, is this, it's a heavenly opportunity, so to live, is hope, if you commit suicide, then there is not even a glimmer of hope."
After Meng Tian finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to pat the ugly duckling's head, and this guy swept away the decadence just now, and instantly raised its head.
"Sister, I have decided, I want to live, cultivate hard, and become the next duck king."
But as soon as it said this, its head instantly drooped again.
"What's the matter, wasn't it okay just now?"
Meng Tian was just about to try to ask his own topic, but what was wrong with the one in front of him, it was really not an ordinary difficult mix, it was so difficult to coax a duck these years, Meng Tian was depressed from the bottom of his heart.
But he still patiently opened his mouth to the ugly duckling in front of him.
"Sister, but can we really escape this polar ice?"
This duck finally reminded Meng Tian again, and Meng Tian expressed curiosity: "What is the polar ice?" ”
"My sister may be an outsider, it's normal not to know, since ancient times, Xianyun is a place where aura gathers, suitable for people, demons, demons and other places to practice, but since the establishment of Xianyun, it has become more and more powerful, the demon world has been sealed, the Mo world has been banned, and the only thing left is these cultivators in the world, but how can demons and demons tolerate such a thing, so there is a sentence called Ming Xiu plank road dark Chen Cang, our demon clan and demon clan reached a consensus, and together opened a roundabout mouth, At some point every five years, you can come here through this spiritual river, but at the same time, the climate here is also disrupted, so it has caused a scene of four years of ice and one year of entry, and at the moment we are not lucky, just in time for the ice, maybe the next moment, this place will be all frozen, no matter how great our ability is, I am afraid there is no power to return to the sky. ”
After talking about such a lot, Meng Tian only understood one sentence, that is, she couldn't stay here, but she had to go, and she didn't know where the so-called safety was, just when she was hesitating, a group of startled birds suddenly flew in the sky, and then, starting from the river in the distance, the cold attack began to spread.
The climate was relatively warm, but the next moment a cold wind blew, followed by patches of snow falling from the sky.
"Quick, sister, don't get caught in that snow, let's find a place to hide."
The little duck also reacted very quickly, opened his mouth to Meng Tian, and took Meng Tian like a headless fly towards a mountain rock.
That's right, the seemingly innocent snow, every time it falls in a place, that place instantly turns into an ice scene, if it is placed in ordinary times, it is definitely a spectacle, but when it is placed in this life and death, it is really not a good phenomenon, Meng Tian didn't dare to think at all, if he was really stained by this snow, would he also become a drop in the ocean in this ice scene.
Just thinking about it made her shudder.