Fuchen sighed as he looked at the blue flower with its own glittering effect growing in the middle of a few ordinary blades of grass in front of him.

Fuchen untied the rope and carefully looked at the surroundings, only to find that there was a small cave in the innermost part, and in the hole was a huge bird's nest larger than himself erected with tree branches.

But when I looked at the emptiness of the past, I knew that the bird had not returned.

Thinking of this, Fuchen hurriedly came to the side of the flower, and according to the old beggar's words, in order not to destroy the rhizome of the flower, he slowly dug it up next to the flower.

"Ahh......h

Just when Fuchen was about to succeed, suddenly there was a heart-piercing pain in his buttocks.

Floating Dust turned his head and saw that it was a fluffy young bird the size of a little hen that bit Floating Dust's buttocks.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

Fuchen twisted his ass and shook it, but it bit harder.

"Where did you come from, go away!"

Fuchen used his left hand to grab it again, but he was scratched by the paw of the young bird, and the scratch was painful.

Looking at his hand, there was a deep and wide mark across the entire palm, and the blood kept pouring out.

"Iniquity!"

Fuchen thought to himself.

I had no choice but to tear off a relatively clean cloth on my body and bandage my hands simply, as for where to tear off......

Then he stooped down and dug out the flower and put it in his arms, and could only take the young bird on his ass and sway up the rope.

The old beggar watched the floating dust climb up from the bottom of the cliff, and took out the flower from his arms with his right hand, and the old beggar said in surprise.

"Good stuff!"

The old beggar noticed that the cloth on Fuchen's left hand had been stained red with blood.

"What's wrong with your hand?

The old beggar asked with some disdain.

Fuchen smiled bitterly and did not speak, but turned around and cocked his ass to show the old beggar.

At this time, when the young bird saw the old beggar, it sensed greater danger and bit harder.

"Whew......"

Fuchen screamed unconsciously.

The old beggar looked at the young bird left and right, and the young bird's eyes also moved with the old beggar, and his eyes were always on guard against him.

At last the old beggar looked at the white jade paws of the young bird and pondered for a while.

Finally, he touched it with his hand, and as soon as he touched it, he was almost attacked, and the old beggar quickly shrank back.

"Fortunately, the old beggar, I hid quickly. ”

The old beggar smiled happily and mocked the floating dust by the way.

"Old beggar, what kind of bird is this, why is it so ruthless?"

Fuchen gritted his teeth and said.

"The more ruthless, the better!"

The old beggar straightened up, touched his sparse beard, and said with a lewd smile.

"What's good, hurry up and help me get it down, it hurts me to death." ”

The old beggar stretched the flower out to the dust.

"Give it a petal. ”

Fuchen hesitated, after all, he had taken the risk to pick it up.

And it's fed to the little things that bite me, and to be honest, I'm still very reluctant in my heart.

It still hurts in my hands and buttocks!

"Hurry up, don't grind!"

The old beggar urged impatiently.

Thinking that it was all the work of the old beggar, and that it would certainly not be a bad thing to say so, he plucked a leaf and put it to the young bird's beak.

Although the bird has a nose, it can't move, and its eyes look at the floating dust.

"Watch your attitude!"

The old beggar reminded beside him.

Helplessly, Fuchen had to turn his head, maintain a special posture, and then smile.

"Come on, eat some!

Fuchen kept a smile and squeezed the words out of his mouth.

The old beggar wanted to vomit a little when he saw it.

This time, however, it must have been intrigued by the fact that it stared at the petals motionlessly, and the young bird let go of its mouth almost instantly, then bit down on the petals, and fell to the ground with a poof, flick of its featherless fleshy wings.

Before he could stand on the ground, he rolled on the ground a few times before splitting his legs and sat down.

He looked up and spit out the leaf, looking satisfied and seeming to enjoy it.

Fuchen saw that it loosened its mouth and fell to the ground, and reached out to grab it, but remembered the wound on his hand and shrank back.

Glancing at the old beggar, the old beggar's eyes all fell on the young bird, with a somewhat obscene smile, and looked at the young bird quietly with kind eyes.

The old beggar looked at it for a moment, patted Fuchen on the shoulder, and then took the flower from his hand and put it in his hand.

"Let's go!"

The old beggar put his hands behind his back and walked down the hill with his body on his back, and the flower swayed up and down in his hands.

"Isn't this bird a good thing? I don't want it anymore after I taste a petal? Old beggar, when did you become such a loser?"

Fuchen looked at the young bird, then at the old beggar, and then at the old beggar and asked.

Since the old beggar said that the bird was good, and then fed it and went away, then why waste another petal, and there was no other way to get it off.

The old beggar pulled Fuchen's shoulders and whispered in Fuchen's ear.

"Let's go first, it's definitely going to follow. ”

"Oh......"

Fuchen suddenly smiled and nodded.

The two of them hooked up their shoulders and walked slowly down the mountain, probably stopping when they reached a place where they couldn't see where their children were.

"No, isn't this flower attractive to it? Or is it a stupid bird?"

The old beggar said with a frown.

"Forget it. ”

Fuchen looked at the old beggar and said.

"No, I can't. ”

The old beggar immediately said resolutely.

At the moment when the two of them were thinking, the young bird on the mountain road stretched its wings and swayed left and right and ran towards the two.

"Hahaha, I said it would definitely come after it. It's easy to deceive before you grow up, don't be found by it, go away!"

The old beggar first said with a smile, and then he forced the dust to turn half a circle and walked forward.

The floating dust looked at the old beggar who was happy like a child for some reason.

"Pick another petal and put it in front of it, and I will give it when I say it." ”

"Good. ”

This time, there was no hesitation.

The young bird ran up to the two of them, craned its neck and chirped.

The old beggar touched Fuchen's arm and motioned for him to place the petals in front of it.

Fuchen and the old beggar squatted and looked at the young bird, Fuchen put a petal in front of the young bird, and the young bird jumped and lifted the floating dust, but he couldn't eat it, and the old beggar looked at the floating dust.

"Put it away first. ”

Fuchen put the petal in his arms, and the young bird jumped up and down to express his dissatisfaction, and the old beggar said to the young bird.

"If you come with us, we'll give you something to eat, and we'll find you something else to eat in the future, okay?"

The young bird fell silent and looked at the old beggar, who continued.

"If you agree, shout, if you don't, leave. ”

The old beggar pointed to where it had come, and the young bird reacted and squawked.

The old beggar glanced at the floating dust who was thinking, and the floating dust hurriedly put the petal in front of the young bird.

The two watched as the young bird finished eating, and the old beggar carried it and put it on Fuchen's shoulder.

Fuchen was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a big move, for fear that he would give himself a claw if he was angry, and the young bird seemed to know who gave it food, and rubbed it on Fuchen's neck with its little head.

"Old man, isn't this just a bird, and do you think so highly of it?"

Fuchen said to the old beggar in confusion.

"You think it's an ordinary bird? You see this bird is human, and it's worth more than you. ”

The old beggar smoked his dry smoke as he walked, swallowed the clouds and spit mist in the mountains, and squinted at the floating dust and said.

"Huh!"

This made Fuchen embarrassed all of a sudden.

On the way, the old beggar slowly explained to Fuyun that the young bird was called the Blue Sky Eagle.

It has a certain spirituality, it can be classified as a spirit animal, it can fly with people when it grows up, it is extremely fast, it can cultivate like a human, and it is the dream companion of a cultivator.

Generally, this kind of spirit beast is difficult to surrender unless it is voluntary, which explains why the old beggar attaches so much importance to it.

Fuyun carefully observed the little guy on his shoulder, he was indeed much larger than the average young bird, and he could understand human speech.

Moreover, the white jade-like claws hooked through Fuyun's clothes, and the clothes themselves were torn, and there was only one more patch to make up for them, and there were no more patches on the body, or one or two more.

When Fuyun looked at it, it also looked at Fuyun and called softly, even if it had said hello.

Indeed, such a spiritual cutie, if she sells it to a rich lady in the city, she may not have to worry about food and clothing in her life. Thinking of this, Fuyun asked the old beggar.

"Old beggar, you don't want to sell it, do you?"

The old beggar stopped, knocked Fuchen's head with a cigarette stick, and said angrily.

"Old beggar, do I need those two money? This is for you, and it is fated that it is willing to follow you. ”

The old man approached Fuyun and smiled at the young bird on Fuyun's shoulder, and whispered to it.

"Did you say?"

The young bird looked at the old beggar, puffed its wings twice, and cried excitedly, and then the old beggar pinched its mouth and gave it a petal before stopping.

It was already afternoon when the old beggar and Fuchen went to Fuyun Peak to collect medicine.

In the evening the old beggar got three rabbits out of nowhere and roasted them on the fire, one for each of them.

At first, he thought that the young bird would not be able to eat the rabbit that was bigger than him, but he ended up eating faster than him.

After eating, he looked at Fuchen with a blank eye, Fuchen tore off a leg for it before walking away, and after eating, he looked at the old beggar, and the old beggar had no choice but to tear off a leg to give it.

"Its parents can't afford to raise it"

Fuchen muttered a sentence in his mouth.

"You can't afford it, that's for sure. ”

The old beggar chewed rabbit meat.

"The old beggar loves to hit people lately!"

Fuchen thought to himself, but he was thinking about who let himself have the ball with him recently.

The old beggar took advantage of the time to eat, and taught Fuchen the three basic exercises of "Spring Decision", "Thunder Technique", and "Running Thunder Fist".

Because the old beggar insisted on going out of the inner mountain to find another place to sleep.

So when the two of them walked to Yin, they found a big tree and tied rattan to the tree.

Took out the blanket from the bag and wrapped half of it around its body, the young bird was stuffed into its arms by the floating dust, and looked at the floating dust with big eyes for a while, as if it felt very warm inside, and forgot to squeeze it and fell asleep.