"Firebird!" Park Zhengyi saw a crested ibis with a pinch of red hair on its head and a bright red crested ibis on the tip of its mouth, his expression was slightly shocked, and he said vaguely with compressed biscuits in his mouth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He still spoke Korean, although Su Ming didn't understand, but he was not blind, and Park Zhengyi's expression was obviously abnormal.

The crested ibis, a national first-class protected animal, is an endangered wild animal, and people who don't know how to see it will be amazed by its unique and gorgeous appearance, and those who know how to do it will be surprised that they have found a wild crested ibis...... But in any case, it shouldn't be Park Jeong's expression just now, that kind of expression is like seeing a ghost.

When normal people see white rhinoceros and Siberian tigers, will they be like ghosts? Apparently not, unless what you see is a Tyrannosaurus rex, or a dragon...... Yes, Park Jeong's expression just now was like seeing a monster that only exists in legends.

Something is wrong, it's just a crested ibis.

Su Ming glanced at the little crested ibis silently, and secretly sent out a spiritual power to the little crested ibis.

The little crested ibis is now more and more like a wild duck, twisting its ass and shaking it when it walks, swaying past Su Ming, as if attracted by the compressed biscuit dregs scattered around Park Zhengyi, approaching Park Zhengyi.

Sure enough, Park Zhengyi couldn't even take care of eating, and subconsciously made a move, and was about to hug the crested ibis.

Seeing that he was about to grab the crested ibis, another hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and took the first step to hold the crested ibis in his arms.

"Little Red, don't run around." Su Ming hugged the crested ibis in his arms and said with a smile.

Park Jeong's hand froze in place, and he smiled in a daze, as if he was sorry for offending the property of the savior without permission, and then while eating, he peeked at the crested ibis in Su Ming's arms.

Su Ming was just unaware of the eyes of the man opposite, the little crested ibis turned over and over in his arms, as if he was looking for a more comfortable way to lie down, Su Ming played with the fluff on its belly very casually, and seemed to inadvertently, revealing the third leg on the little crested ibis's belly.

Every time he saw the third leg on the crested ibis's belly, Park Jeong's eyelids couldn't help but jump wildly.

It's so similar!

Could it be that the legend is true? Is there really a three-legged firebird?

But why is the legendary three-legged firebird only so big that it looks completely harmless to humans and animals? How did such a big guy take out dozens of heavily armed combatants?

You're still very close to a human?

Seeing that the little bird in front of him seemed to be the 'creature' in the family legend, Park Zhengyi couldn't help it, took a sip of water, cleared his throat, and pretended to speak in unfamiliar Chinese: "Thank you for saving me." ”

"You're welcome." Su Ming sighed, and finally spoke. It seems that the crested ibis in his arms is very attractive to this guy, big enough for him to risk revealing his identity to speak Chinese.

Park Zhengyi's eyes were obviously about to grow hooks, staring at the crested ibis, making it clear that he was interested in this little bird, but Su Ming pretended not to understand anything, and after answering lightly, he didn't say a word, that is, he didn't show the slightest curiosity, asked Park Zhengyi's origin, and didn't take the initiative to ask why Park Zhengyi was curious about the crested ibis.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry, Park Zhengyi does not say, he will definitely not speak first, to see who can bear it.

Somewhat cold.

Park Jeong's mind was spinning rapidly.

If the situation was different, he had many ways to get his hands on this firebird, even if he didn't hesitate to kill the young man in front of him.

But not now, all the men who came with him died, and his own body was in an extremely weak state, and even the guns were 'confiscated' by the other party, without any force to rely on.

The big man who came with the other party,It's not a character to mess with at first glance.,Park Zhengyi, who has rich experience in surviving in the wild.,See people very accurately.,For dangerous creatures.,There's a sharp intuition that is almost animal.。

What's more, he is now confused, is this bird a firebird or not? Where did it come from? What does it have to do with the legend of the family? …… There are a lot of confusions, and there is no way to answer them, so they can only rely on the young man in front of them.

The only hope may be in front of him, Park Zhengyi decided that he couldn't miss this opportunity no matter what, and couldn't help but ask first: "Mr. Su, can you show me this red bird in your arms?" ”

Su Ming smiled, didn't answer him directly, and casually glanced into the forest not far away.

A few people who came with him died in the forest, and just now Su Meng dug a pit and buried those people.

"Ahem......" Park Zhengyi coughed twice, and a group of foreigners, armed with weapons, appeared in the depths of the inaccessible Qinling Mountains and were seriously injured, which must be given a reasonable explanation anyway.

Obviously, this is not easy to explain at all, Park Zhengyi can see that although the Mr. Su in front of him is very young, he is not easy to deceive, and ordinary tourists will never go deep into the Qinling Mountains, and these two people do not look like ordinary wilderness survival enthusiasts.

They are obviously here for a purpose.

Knowing people and knowing faces doesn't know their hearts, but a person's good and evil are not completely invisible, Park Zhengyi has been engaged in the industry for many years, dealing with three religions and nine streams, if there is no vicious gaze, even people can't understand it, and he would have died I don't know how many times.

Su Ming is not an ordinary person, but he is not a wicked person, or rather, in fact, Park Zhengyi himself is such a person, and he will not hurt others for no reason if he does not have to.

But he wasn't sure what Su Ming was coming from, there were some things he could say, and some things he had to reserve.

After a little thought, he said: "My nephew, a very intelligent boy, has a very strange disease, according to my family's records, there may be medicine in the Qinling Mountains that can cure him, so I hired these people and went into the Qinling Mountains with me to find ......."

Park Jeong-yi didn't tell a lie, but he didn't finish telling the truth either. The story of an uncle who came to save the only male in the family, with a group of hired men, encountered a large group of animals in the mountains.

And not the story of poaching.

"Armadillo ......" Su Ming almost laughed, those two pandas really have a set, and they actually came up with a set to let the armadillo block bullets? The armadillo is indeed a poacher's nightmare, rifle bullets are better, ordinary pistol bullets and rifles face armadillos, it is better to use a stick to beat the armadillo, and shoot at the armadillo at close range, it is to risk your life.

This also explains why the wounds on those men appear to have been caused by their own guns...... At first, Su Ming thought that there was a fire within the anti-opposition.

People who can use guns will not be ordinary people, both sides know it, and Park Zhengyi can only say it to this step, Su Ming nodded and handed the crested ibis to Park Zhengyi.

"The medicine you are talking about that can cure diseases is this crested ibis?" Su Ming asked strangely, how to treat it? Steamed or grilled?

"No, no, it's not about treating diseases, it's about this bird." Park Jeong-yi took the crested ibis Xiaohong, touched the third leg of its abdomen, and his eyes lit up.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the family legend, the three-legged crested ibis...... Or rather, a three-legged bird that looks like a crested ibis!

Like a mountain-like elixir, taking it can be immortal, flesh and bones, living dead, and prolonging life; Firebirds descended from the sky, tearing apart heavily armed soldiers and feeding on people......

The fragmented fragments of the legend were put together, and Park Zhengyi stored a somewhat mysterious or terrifying picture in his mind.

The strange thing is that the little crested ibis, which was honest just now, suddenly became very uneasy after leaving Su Ming and entering the hands of Park Zhengyi, twisting his body anxiously, making a gurgling sound in his stomach, as if he was very uncomfortable, struggling to climb out of Park Zhengyi's arms.

Park Jeong-yi's hand holding the crested ibis subconsciously used some force, which immediately angered the little guy, flapped his wings, and pecked Park Jeong-yi's arm fiercely with a slightly curved pointed beak.

The long beak of the crested ibis is like a steel cone, and when it was caught off guard, Park Zhengyi's arm suddenly opened a big hole, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

The little crested ibis 'got out of trouble', and it yelled at Park Zhengyi twice very viciously, looking very irritable, and the cry was like a golden stone cracking, very harsh.

Even Su Ming didn't expect that Xiaohong, the crested ibis, who was quite well-behaved along the way, would be so fierce.

Strictly speaking, it is ferocious. Su Ming rarely saw animal cubs with such strong aggression, even small crocodiles and little wolves, when they were not hungry, would not hurt humans so seriously.

"Come back!" Seeing that the crested ibis was about to bite Pu Zhengyi again, Su Ming grabbed its wings and grabbed it back like a chicken.

The little crested ibis was caught by Su Ming, and he immediately became honest and innocent.

Park Jeongyi was injured but didn't realize it, but instead showed a hot expression, stared at the crested ibis, and asked in a trembling voice: "Excuse me, where did you find this firebird?" ”

"You stop the bleeding first." Su Ming casually touched a roll of gauze and threw it to Park Zhengyi, and he didn't know if there were bacteria on the beak of the crested ibis, and whether it would be infected.

"A little injury, it doesn't matter." Park Zhengyi was unaware, "Mr. Su, this is very important to me!" ”

Su Ming glanced at his wound, the little crested ibis was not joking, the wounds were almost bone, and he didn't know how such a little guy could have such a ruthless mouth, if he didn't bandage and treat it in time, just bleeding could kill a big living person.

Obviously, in Park Jeongyi's view, the origin of the crested ibis may be more important than his life.

"I met this little guy on the way here, his parents are probably dead, he can't hunt yet, he is homeless, so I took it with me. Su Meng, you go and bandage his wound and find some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine. The former sentence is for Park Zhengyi, and the latter sentence is for Su Meng.

Su Meng just took off the backpack from his back, and before he could find the hemostatic medicine, he suddenly raised his head suddenly, looked in the direction of the woods not far away, his pupils narrowed slightly, and let out a beast-like roar.

"Who? Come out! Su Ming also noticed movement in the forest. (To be continued.) )