Chapter 67
While the soldiers of Zhuan, Yi and Xiangcheng were on the boat, the little luanniao waved its wings and flew forward. The little luan bird flew in the air, one moment to the high mountains on the shore, and the next time to stretch its claws into the river. The little luan bird flew and played, and unknowingly left the boat on which Zhuan, Yi and the Xiangcheng soldiers were riding tens of thousands of steps behind. The little luan bird was happy to play, and his body was also tired, so he caught a few small fish from the Yangtze River, and waited for the soldiers of Xiangcheng while eating fish on the hill on the bank of the Yangtze River.
After waiting for a long time, I didn't see a single ship coming from the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. The little luan bird flew up from the hill and flew to the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. The little luanniao flew to the place where they set out from the Yangtze River, but they did not find the boats on which the soldiers of Zhuan, Yi and Xiangcheng were riding.
The Yangtze River is wide, is it that when it flew just now, it didn't notice the boat they were riding in the Yangtze River like leaves. The little bird flutters its wings and flies back. The little luanniao flew back and forth in the Yangtze River several times before discovering the broken ship in the Yangtze River.
Where is Yi and Zhuan, and how can it help them? The little luanbird clung to the remains of the ship with its paws, and looked at the monstrous waves with tears in its eyes. Whether Yi and Zhuan are alive or dead, buried in the vast Yangtze River or in the vast jungle. The little luan bird was at a loss.
The night was dark, and only the sound of the waves of the Yangtze River echoed in the silent night.
The little bird grabbed a small broken wooden plank and flapped its wings and flew into the sky. The little luan bird circled three times over the Yangtze River, making a terrible cry and flying north. Under the bright moonlight, a fast-moving body, a miserable birdsong, flew from the Yangtze River to Xiangcheng.
The moon goes down in the west, and everything is silent.
The little bird swooped down to Cangqiong's palace with the help of the bright moonlight.
People are asleep. Xiao Luan Bird stood in front of Cangqiong's bedroom, chirping fiercely. The mournful cry of the little luan bird is like a heartbroken baby crying in the wilderness. The miserable chirping of the little luan bird continued to spread outward in circles in the air, and people within a radius of thousands of steps woke up.
Who is the one who has encountered a heartbroken thing, in the middle of the night screaming in pain. The people who woke up heard the miserable chirping of the little luanbird, the man's eyes were full of tears, and the woman cried.
The first miserable chirping of the little luanniao made the kind-hearted Cangqiong wake up from her dream. The second clear and miserable chirping of the little luan bird came, and Cangqiong confirmed that someone was grief-stricken, not dreaming. Cangqiong immediately got dressed and rushed out of the bedroom with tears in her eyes.
It was a bird that chirped miserably in front of him, and when he walked further, it turned out to be a little luan bird walking with their great leaders, Zhuan Xuan and Yi Da.
After Cangqiong came out, the little luanbird jumped towards Cangqiong. Cangqiong squatted down, and the little luanbird put his head into Cangqiong's arms. The miserable chirping of the little luan bird turned into a low whimper.
"What's wrong?"
After Cangqiong said this, she realized that she was facing a bird that couldn't speak. Xiao Luan Bird understood Cangqiong's words and pushed the small wooden board on his paws in front of Cangqiong. Cangqiong picked up the small plank from the ground. The small planks were soaking wet, as if they had been fished out of water.
Their great leaders, Zhuan Xuan and Yi, were left by boat, could it be that the dark clouds in the sky covered the bright moon just now, and Cangqiong's heart was like a dark night without a single light. Cangqiong's brain was dizzy, and her paralyzed legs knelt on the ground.
The people in Cangqiong's palace were all called here by the miserable chirping of the little luanniao, and when they saw Cangqiong lying limply on the ground, the two servants immediately helped Cangqiong up. Li Feng made a great contribution, and with Cangqiong's approval, he could enter the palace at will, or he could live in the palace.
Li Feng walked up, saw the little luanniao and the damp wooden planks on the ground, and quickly understood that the worst had happened.
"Leader, the more critical it is, the more calm you are. ”
"Calm, calm. ”
Li Feng saw Cangqiong's demented face, and his voice was so loud. Cang Qiong's soul was about to fly out of his body, and was pulled back to his body by Li Feng's intimidating voice.
"Command all the people and soldiers in Xiangcheng, our great Chinese national leader and Yi Daren have suffered a great disaster now, they need our help, there are people and soldiers who are willing to help our great Chinese national leader and Yi Da, please go out with us to rescue our great Chinese national leader and Yi Da. ”
"Wait a minute, the soldiers will take up their weapons, the ordinary people can pick up their own stone sickles, stone hoes and other agricultural tools, and those who do not have them can go with us empty-handed. ”
On the south side of the Yangtze River is the Jiuli tribe, Li Feng thought of it when he turned around.
The people of the elephant city, including the women and children with their children, gathered in front of the palace gate of Cangqiong to go with them to find their great leader and Lord Yi.
"The soldiers and people of Xiangcheng, our hearts are the same, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we must do our best to rescue our great Chinese national leader and Yida, but our children and the elderly still need to be taken care of, please go back to those who have children and the elderly at home, Cangqiong is here to thank you for your sincere heart as a leader. ”
None of the people in the crowd were moving.
"Think about it, some of you are old, your legs and feet are inconvenient, and some of you are still holding your children, which will delay us in rescuing our great Chinese national leader and Lord Yi, go back quickly. ”
The women, children and the old man withdrew from the ranks, and Cangqiong let the little luanniao fly in front, and walked in the first place by herself, leading the soldiers and people of Xiangcheng towards the Yangtze River. When Zhuan Xuan was looking for the Lady River in the woods, Cangqiong, Xiao Luanniao, and the soldiers and people of Xiangcheng all stood on the edge of the Yangtze River. This is the last time they bid farewell to their great Chinese national leader and Lord Yi, and now when they look around, they can only see that the Yangtze River is still flowing.
Everyone thought that their great leader and Lord Yi might have died in the Yangtze River, but no one was willing to accept this reality. Cangqiong instructed the soldiers and the people to automatically divide into many small teams, some to search in the jungle, some to search at the edge of the Yangtze River, and first found their great Chinese national leader's small team to immediately notify the surrounding teams, and the surrounding teams then notified their surrounding teams, so that everyone could soon know the whereabouts of their great Chinese national leader and Yi people, and then meet around their great Chinese national leaders and Yi people.
In the deserted jungle, there have not been so many people in many years. The birds and beasts of the jungle were frightened and scurried around, only to find that they had nowhere to go.