"Finch, my good finch!"

However, the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms raised his head, looked at him strangely, and said, "Master, who is the finch?" I am Hongyan, the master's Hongyan. ”

The little Taoist priest smiled bitterly, but he forgot that the finch had been robbed of his mind and turned into a red face. Wouldn't she, like a dog, forget her past and become a dog completely, oh no, another person?

Hey, it doesn't matter, as long as she's still by her side. This is the best of misfortune!

Before he had time to sigh, the little Taoist priest asked, "Finch, oh no, Hongyan, where are you hiding these days?" ”

The finch raised her head and said proudly: "The red face is hidden in the middle of the mountainside." ”

This high-headed movement, this arrogant tone, really, my finch! It seems that although the finch is fascinated, her nature has not been lost, and she is still the smart, cunning, innocent, and cute Suzaku child.

Hiding in the middle of the mountainside, this idea is really wonderful! In addition to the left and right immortals, the people in the Immortal Valley are not skilled in martial arts, who would have thought that this light would not slip away, looking at the mirror-like smooth mountain wall, it would be able to hide people?

However, the little Taoist priest is worried, others can't go up this mountain wall, and I can't go up to the Taoist master!

Hearing the faint sound of talking, the little Taoist priest did not dare to hesitate, he gritted his teeth and said to the finch: "The finch...... Hongyan, I'll try to jump up, and you'll help me. ”

"Okay!" The finch nodded obediently.

It's so high, how can you get on!

Let's fight!

The little Taoist took a deep breath, lifted the strength of his whole body, exerted his strength, kicked the ground, rushed, and jumped!

He grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and his ability to climb trees and mountains is really extraordinary. This jump jumped extremely high, and the landing point was also extremely accurate, and he was stepping on a raised rock, so his body immediately jumped a lot higher. He kept on his feet, and stepped on them twice. But the third foot finally stepped into the air, and the body immediately leaned back. When he was about to fall, a strong push came from behind him, but it was the finch who pushed him at the critical moment.

This push was just right, and the little Taoist's body was close to the mountain wall, and he slipped with his right foot, and finally stepped on it, and his body jumped up again. He hugged a raised rock, and the whole person hung halfway up the mountain.

I'll go, what should I do if I can't go up or down like this?

The figure flashed in front of him, and the finch disappeared above his head like a big colorful butterfly.

It's good to be able to do light work! The little Taoist priest sighed.

But what should I do?

The finch leaned over and held out her hands to him. But those slender jade hands were a short distance away from him.

At this time, the voice was already at his feet, and two forgetful men passed under him with a long sigh. All you have to look up is to see the person hanging in the air.

Fight!

The little Taoist priest used all his strength, ignoring the wounds on his body that suddenly collapsed, and climbed the mountain stone with both hands, and the whole person was slowly raised. Then, he held the rock with one hand and reached out with the other.

The wound hurts severely!

The little Taoist priest's eyes were dark, and his strength was discharged, and he was about to scream loudly, when a small hand grabbed the hand that he had reached out.

Suzaku used her strength and slowly lifted the little Taoist priest up.

Halfway up the mountainside, where you can't see it from below, there is a stone platform, which is still very smooth.

The little Taoist priest lay on the stone platform, took a few breaths, and smiled, smiling very proudly and happily.

In such a high place, who can go up in the valley except for the left and right immortals? But the left and right immortals have lost their minds, where can they find the strangeness in this?

Now that I think about it, the left and right immortals should be the original soulless guests, not very successful, and their sanity is lost. Dogs are better than the left and right immortals, although they think they are dogs, they are smarter. Hongyan is much stronger than a dog, and his mind is no different from that of ordinary people. And the finches are even more amazing, and their temperaments are the same as before.

Speaking of which, although the mud man is lowly, he is really a genius in heaven and earth!

After relieving herself, Suzaku handed over a large bamboo tube and gestured. The little Taoist priest was overjoyed, lying on the side of the stone platform, looking out through the bamboo tube, everything was vivid.

The little Taoist priest looked at the people who forgot their worries one by one under the stone platform, and couldn't help but have a bad taste in his heart: Do you want to spit on yourself?

After seeing it, the little Taoist priest got up and asked in a low voice, "Hongyan, have you eaten anything?" ”

Finch nodded, and whispered, "Yes." ”

Then, she took out a large package from behind a boulder and opened it.

The little Taoist priest looked at it and let out a sound*.

It was stuffed with buns, steamed buns, bacon, and even jerky and sausages. I'm going, Que Er shouldn't have moved the whole kitchen in the Valley of the Gods, right? After losing so many things, Fang Yispoon didn't mention half a word. This man looks loyal, but he is not honest!

So many things, save some food, it's enough for two people to eat for ten days.

The little Taoist priest gave the finch a thumbs up.

The finch immediately raised its head triumphantly and straightened its chest.

The little Taoist priest pointed to her chest: "Here, it's dirty." ”

When the finch saw it, she frowned, and she reached out and patted it.

So in front of the little Taoist priest, the waves were turbulent.

Looking at it so closely, and then smelling the fragrant fragrance of his daughter, the little Taoist priest only felt that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but hiss: "Finch, I'll come." ”

Finch ignored him.

Wrong, the little Taoist priest shouted: "Hongyan, I'll come." ”

Que'er immediately straightened her chest and leaned under the little Taoist's nose: "Well, master." ”

I, I'll go! Really, really!

The little Taoist priest suddenly felt that his nose was itchy, and he had an urge to bleed. He said with difficulty, "You better come." ”

"Hmm!"

As a result, the little Taoist priest continued to have waves in front of him, and the frankincense continued to burst in his nose.

At this time, his face was innocent, he was only dressed in a middle coat, and from time to time there was a snow-white vermilion bird, and the temptation was irresistible!

Naturally, the little Taoist priest had that sentence in his mind, "You are my only master." Everything I have belongs to you alone, and I obey everything yours. ”

The red face of the mud was humiliated by all the men in the Ascending Immortal Land at will, but she didn't resist in the slightest.

And now, he is the only owner of the finch! I'm in control of everything about the finch, everything! You can do whatever you want to the finch!

Do anything, anything!

Thinking of this, the little Taoist priest was hot, he immediately turned his head, and hurriedly retreated.

Beast, how can you have such a beastly thought? What is the difference between yourself and mud when you have this thought?

But how can this beast's idea be so tempting!

Do whatever you want, do whatever you want! The last time I shared the bed with the finch, nothing happened, and the result was good, and the finch almost became a man's plaything. And now, with such a great opportunity, how can I miss it again?

If you miss it again, it's really, it's not as good as a beast!

Is that a beast, or is it better to be a beast? It's a, what a problem!

I couldn't stand it anymore, I couldn't control it, the little Taoist priest closed his eyes, and said anxiously: "Xu Ruoxue, the clouds are light and the wind is light; Pier, the clouds are light and the wind is light; Rou'er, the clouds are light and the wind is light! ”

After reciting it countless times, the little Taoist priest barely suppressed the thoughts in his heart. He turned around, and the finch was looking at him curiously.

The little Taoist priest's face turned red.

Night.

This stone platform is really an excellent hiding place, not only hidden, but also flat. The most gratifying thing is that there is a depression in the stone platform, which is just right for sleeping.

It's just this depression, it's just right to sleep one person, sleep two people, how to sleep?

Sleep like this!

Without hesitation, the finch squeezed into the arms of the little Taoist, still the kind with her face and chest squeezing.

The little Taoist priest let out a sound from the bottom of his heart to his mouth*, and he said in a trembling voice: "Finch, oh no, Hongyan, this is not good. You are a daughter's family, you can't sleep like this with a man. ”

With her big eyes open, the finch innocently asked, "Why not?" Everything belongs to the owner! ”

I'll go, can you stop talking about this?

Gritting his teeth, the little Taoist priest said, "Hongyan, you sleep here, I'll go out." ”

The finch was puzzled: "But it's so cold outside!" ”

It's really cold outside. When the mountain wind blows, it is not only cold all over the body, Jane is really cold, and the cold is to the bone.

Although the little Taoist priest is the body of the sun, this cold is nothing to him, but it is uncomfortable after all. Besides, there are constant drips of water on the mountain wall, and the dripping on the body is even more maddening.

But if you don't lean against the mountain wall, how can you sleep, sit and sleep?

I can't sleep and I don't have the energy, this can't work, absolutely not.

So the little Taoist priest returned to the depression as a matter of course and hugged the beauty.

But I can't sleep anymore!

It really didn't work, under the moonlit night, the little Taoist priest hissed and said, "Hongyan, I'll teach you to make a game." ”

"What game?"

"Awesome stick!"

……

When he got up the next day, the little Taoist priest looked at the sweet, cute childlike finch sleeping soundly in his arms, and his heart stretched out endless pity.

But when I thought of this lovely girl last night, with that awesome appearance, the little Taoist priest immediately became angry.

So, the sleeping finch said something dissatisfied, and the jade hand moved down, and the hard stick was unceremoniously removed.

The little Taoist priest bared his teeth in pain.

……

In the past six days, the little Taoist priest and the Vermilion Bird stayed on the stone platform, quite a feeling of "only envying the mandarin ducks and not the immortals".

In particular, it is really wonderful to stand on the stone platform and look at the people who know nothing below.

He saw that the Forgetful Man was looking for him like crazy with red eyes. He even turned up the big rocks in the ground to see if there was a hole under the stones.

He saw that he couldn't find his forgetful person, and he was getting more and more crazy. In the quiet Immortal Valley in the past, it became more and more noisy, with conflicts and shouting and scolding.

He saw that the eyes of the emaciated mud were nervous, and he looked at the sky, and stood still for half the night.

Like the mania before the storm, there is something dangerous in the Valley of the Gods that is rapidly brewing, rapidly accumulating, and waiting to erupt.

The little Taoist priest had a premonition that when the storm came, when everything broke out, this once seemingly peaceful Immortal Valley would completely turn into a hell on earth!