Chapter 17: The Sparrows
As soon as the finch came back from outside, she fell into the fish tank to drink water, and stretched half of her body into the tank, so that she was full.
Qixia couldn't get used to its eager hair, closed the book in her hand, and said, "How many times have you said it, can you not drink water in the fish tank?" My koi fish scare the hell out of you. β
The flat-haired beast shook the fur off his body, shook the water on his head, and said loudly, "Where will I drink if I don't drink here?" β
"Oh," Qixia Nunu said, pointing to a small wooden basin on the ground by the corner of the wall, filled with water.
"Can you respect my feelings?!" The finch shouted, "Put it on the table for me!" On the table! I'm a human being too! I'm not a cat or a dog! I'm going to drink on the table! β
Qixia covered half of her face with a book, and laughed "eat".
"Hey, don't laugh!" The bird jumped in front of her and stopped on the bookcase: "I have something to tell you." β
"What's the matter?" Qixia couldn't help but laugh when she saw it with a serious look.
"Don't -ββ laugh at -ββ!" The bird stamped its feet and shouted, "Do you know that people are talking about you?!" β
"What are you talking about me?" Qixia tilted her head to look at it, only to think that it looked quite funny, so she didn't care about what to talk about.
"People are gossiping about you and the Demon Lord."
"Let's talk."
Finch was anxious: "Girl, can you be serious!" A yellow flower girl is talked about a private affair with another man, how can she meet people in the future?! β
Qixia thought she was worthy of her heart, so she asked, "What is the private matter?" β
"It's what you taught and received privately, and that demon lord gave you a lot of tokens of love."
As he spoke, the finch flew to the window lattice and took a wooden dragonfly over, and pulled out a gourd with a silk core from behind her with her claws, "It's these things, and so many more." It tapped its chin at the puppets on the bed.
"What β’β’β’β’β’β’ this counts as a private gift?" Qixia asked cautiously.
"Of course," said Finch with a serious face, "you must throw all these things away." β
"Why?" Qixia didn't understand, these were her beloved things, but she was reluctant to throw them away.
"If you throw it away, there will be no evidence." The bird is full of words.
"Why am I afraid of having evidence?" Qixia didn't understand.
"Because I can't let the Divine Monarch know."
"Shenjun, do you β’β’β’β’β’β’ mind very much?" She lowered her head and muttered, "Sooner or later, he will know what is on my mind." β
"Girl, you must care about the feelings of the Divine Monarch! Otherwise, we won't be able to stay in Danxia Mountain! The finch looked at the dazed Qixia and said categorically.
"You know him so well?" She thought that Shenjun was not like that. I've known him for so long, how can he be a stingy person?
The finch flapped and flapped her wings, shook her head and said, "Even Qingning's cat knows that you can't offend the Divine Monarch, otherwise it won't be good for you." β
"That's right," Qixia closed her eyes: "If you offend, you will offend, and I will go back to the mountains anyway." She was referring back to the painting.
"Sister!" The finch jumped up and down on the bookcase, and it shouted, "Go back to the mountains!" What are you doing back in the mountains?! You think you'll be clean when you go back? I don't know how many people have the idea of this picture? β
After that, it stomped its foot again in worry: "Maybe some people have bad intentions and want us to die." β
"Who?" Qixia opened her eyes suddenly: "Who is looking forward to our death?" β
"Those who are jealous of you!"
"Girl, you have a snack, do you think that people smile at you just to hope that you are good? I don't know what kind of heart is behind it. β
There was a moment of silence.
She asked, "Where did you hear that?" β
She was more and more amazed to hear the bird speak to-day, unlike the one it usually had a poor mouth, which she had never heard or thought about.
The bird stabilized, no longer flapping its wings, and it felt useless to rush into such an elm head.
It curled up on one foot and stood there calmly, "I eavesdropped." β
"When did you learn to eavesdrop?" Qixia said.
"I'm a bird, and sometimes it's not uncommon to spend time in the trees, in the grass, on the rooftops, and sometimes on the beams," the bird coughed and continued, "and they don't hide from me, what can I do?" β
Qixia understood.
But even if you know what some people think, what can you do?
She has seen many such plots from books, and knows the four words of sinister people's hearts, but she didn't expect the reality to be like this, can't Danxia Mountain tolerate her?
Qixia thinks that although people have different hearts, there must still be many good people, such as Sister Honglian, she must really like herself, and the kind of love that comes from the heart will not be fake.
There are still many people, many people on this mountain who are indifferent and dedicated to cultivation, Qixia doesn't believe that they have any ghost thoughts, if that's the case, this quiet and beautiful fairy world will be chaotic.
Is Danxia Mountain still Danxia Mountain?
Such a beautiful fairyland in this world will also hide filth and dirt like this, so what should the outside world β’β’β’β’β’β’ like?
Although the human heart is unpredictable, it must be the dominant truth, goodness and beauty in this world, otherwise the world will not be able to operate normally, and it will definitely be chaotic, day and night will be reversed, and disasters will run rampant.
These are all taught to her by Ziyi.
Zi Yi said that the world must be better than evil in order to bloom beautiful flowers.
Only kindness will bring peace and tranquility to the world, will the branches and leaves bear fruit, the seeds will sprout, and the food will ripen, otherwise all this will be unbalanced.
Animals become anxious and unable to reproduce, plants are scorched and jerky and dry, and humans fight for their own β’β’β’β’β’β’selfish desires.
It is not until each other eats away the evil thoughts, the goodness quietly sprouts, and the truth, goodness and beauty return to the earth, and the disaster swelled by evil will gradually stop.
How could such a graceful and wise man not tolerate his own little care?
He'll get it.
Qixia smiled slightly, and the corners of her mouth curved into a lovely arc.