Ask the top of the mountain, a small bamboo house.

The wet bathhouse still has traces of water, and the light of the morning sun cannot reach here. The morning fog rises into the blue sky with the afterglow of the warm sun, slightly hazy.

On weekdays, as on weekdays, today's old people get up early.

It's just that after the rooster crows three times, I slept a few more breaths, then turned over the quilt and walked off the bed...

It's his habit.

Get used to it, and when you get up every morning, you must do three small things.

First, get out of bed and get dressed, take a basin towel, and go to the bath room to wash up, which is called "cleansing". The second is to dry the washed clothes to the patio, face the rising sun, and play a set of five poultry plays, called "cultivating the heart". In the end, it was to wait for the filial and well-behaved apprentice to send a bowl of boiled lotus seed white porridge, and drink a few sips beautifully, called "nourishing nature".

This habit has been going on for many years.

It was his well-behaved disciple who had cultivated it from the first day he came under his door. For more than a decade since then, nothing has changed.

Even the days before the burning of the mountain did not change.

That doesn't mean it will never change, though.

Like, today.

This is a sunny day.

"Shameless..."

After getting up in the morning and washing up, the old man stood tremblingly by the patio with a washbasin in his arms and a washed nightgown in the basin. The trembling is infuriating, and he is angry. The resentful gaze in his eyes was undisguised, and he was frantically whipping, and the hemp rope for drying clothes was venting.

And, on the hemp rope, a green shirt that has not yet dried, is holding a dripping linen clothes, fiddling with the wind. The skirt was flying, up and down, as if she was grimacing at an angry old man, giggling.

"Laughing fart..."

"Robber!"

The vinegar smell is strong, and the words are complaining.

Even though he is a saint in the world, he almost wants to see through the mortal dust of the world. But, after all, he is just an old man in the world. watched the baby apprentice who had been with him for more than ten years be abducted alive. Who doesn't have to have a belly full of fire?

At this moment, he could suppress the vinegar fire, did not pick up a brick, rushed into the guest room and slapped the sleeping boy to death. That's already his greatest strength.

"Hey..."

There is nothing to do, it is to cry without tears.

It seems that this morning's lotus seed white porridge is gone.

Put down the basin, pick up the washed dressing gown, and hang it far away on the other end of the hemp rope...

The rest is the same. The old man straightened his clothes and walked to the open space of the patio. With a wave of his sleeves, his hands sank, and he set up the set, playing the five-bird drama for decades, and starting to fight...

However, things here seem to be a little different...

"Hey..."

"Could it be that I really owe you in my last life?"

It is the fire in the old man's heart, which is really difficult to stop. At the same time, it was also because of the small bamboo house this morning, a guest came.

"Someone doesn't do it, you make a bird. I'm going to talk to you about birds... What kind of person is this, doing something immoral!"

It was a bird, a little bluebird.

Four fingers are long and wide, half the size of a palm, and a small note is tied to a small paw. The expression is plain and deep, and the eyes the size of two mung beans reveal a strange luster.

It's been here for quite some time. At this time, he was standing on the edge of the well, quietly, looking at the old man who was boxing...

Next to it was the rooster that was more than ten times larger than it, called "Nine Infants". is relying on his majestic physique, raising his head and chest, his small eyes are low, and he is contemptuous of this arrogant little blue bird.

"Sha..."

"But that's right, you're just a birdman, so you can only do these bird things..."

The withered hand with the sackcloth shook gently, the volley was empty and the halfcircle was drawn, and the one foot also drew a semicircle, and the old man posed in the shape of a crane on the spot and did not move. Hold your chest up, sink the dantian, and with the air floating, you can breathe in and out, slow and orderly. It's just the time to exhale, but it's a little too slender...

It's stuffy in the heart, and it's not going well.

"Huh!"

"Lao Yin, I sue you, I can't care if you pretend to be a birdman. But, don't go too far. Leave some room for everything, and we will see each other in the future..."

From the old man's squinting gaze, it can be seen that most of this heavy sullenness comes from the lonely blue bird standing on the edge of the well.

“......”

However, the old man's resentment, from beginning to end, did not arouse half of the bird's emotions. Still staring quietly, heavily, motionlessly.

The bird's eye is opposite the human eye, just like a silent divine exchange.

Therefore, only God will.

A few breaths...

"Humph!"

"Too much deception!

After looking at each other for a few breaths, the old man's eyes, without warning, suddenly burst into flames. As if he was provoked by something, he gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"That wild boy of your family abducted my daughter, and I haven't settled this account for you yet. I'll sue you, don't think that my family is a girl and it's easy to bully! In my case, there is no patriarchal rule! It's a big deal, our two families are scattered, and no one wants to have a good life!"

"I'd like to see if you suffer or I suffer. ”

“......”

The blue bird was still silent, but there was a change in his expression in his two eyes the size of mung beans. It is resolute and tough, as if it is guarding or insisting on something.

"Bastard!"

"What do you think your baby is?"

Looking at each other's numbers, anger on anger, anger on anger. was so angry that the old man was about to put on a tiger-shaped posture in the shape of a crane.

"That body, that physique, that cultivation, just eat soft rice without blinking a little white face. My daughter followed him, which is a blessing that he has cultivated in eight lifetimes. What qualifications do you have to think my daughter is bad? I haven't thought your melon baby is ugly!"

After a fit of rage, the arrogant blue bird finally had some obvious reactions.

It was a blink of an eye, his head was raised a little, his expression was more arrogant, and at the same time quite disdainful.

“......”

With the arrogance on this side, the face of the old man over there gradually sank. Shen was almost blackened, and it was quite ugly. This is the edge of rage...

"Are you a boar or a blind bear?"

"Smack!"

"Giggles!"

It seemed to feel the anger of the old man, and the big rooster next to the blue bird, accompanied by the old man's words, suddenly rose up!

"Giggles!"

The two huge wings spread out in an instant, and they beat wildly. The golden hook-like chicken beak opened wide at the same time, as if it was eager to eat the little one in front of him, and it roared at the blue bird.

Two birds, one large and one small, the contrast is extremely stark.

“......”

"Giggles!"

The roar of tearing and fury continued for a long time, and the huge beak spewed out a little slime, almost staining the feathers of the blue bird's body. made the arrogance of the blue bird suddenly look a little embarrassed.

"Sasha..."

shook his petite body,

The bluebird tilted its head slightly. Coldly, staring at the proud rooster that was spraying saliva wantonly.

"Giggle!!"

Seeing the blue bird, the rooster is even more arrogant and unscrupulous!

The roar did not stop, but also deliberately put the big mouth close to the blue bird, as if it wanted to swallow it alive at any time. The saliva was like a drizzle, constantly spilling through the "bloody mouth".

"Sha..."

Suddenly...

The temperature suddenly seemed to be a little cooler.

The blue bird's eyes gradually narrowed, very anthropomorphic, ruthless. This is the demeanor that only human eyes can show!

"Giggle..."

"Instantly!"

"Wow!!"

Is it tolerable or unbearable, unbearable...

A wisp of ruthless color flickered, and the figure of the blue bird seemed to shake. At the same time, the roar suddenly turned into a scream! The rooster croaking on the side seemed to have been smashed by an invisible and colorless void hammer. Suddenly, a few bright red hairs fell apart. Then, like an off-string arrow, it fell heavily into the dark abyss of the well behind him...

"Bang Bang..."

"Wow!!"

"Boom!"

The miserable hiss, the embarrassed flapping of wings, echoed in the depths of darkness, for a long time, getting deeper and lower, quieter...

After a long time, in this dark hole, a dull sound of falling water came back. This noisy rooster finally paid a heavy price for his blind Tarzan.

Because, the well it fell into is not ordinary.

Where is this?

This is the patio at the top of Wentian Mountain.

This is the deepest well in Yueyang's three thousand. As for how deep it is...

Then you have to ask how high the mountain is. This asks how high the Tianshan Mountains are, and how deep the well must be.

How deep do you think it is?

"Bang Bang..."

"Giggle..."

The poignant screams and struggles kept coming back in a muffled way.

"Sasha..."

The blue bird shook her body again, and shook off some disgusting saliva. At the same time, it withdrew the cruelty in its eyes, turned its head sideways again, and continued to look at the old man quietly.

Cold.

"Tsk. ”

It's angry, and it's funny. The old man's originally annoyed look was ruthless by the blue bird, and he was completely angry.

"It's a wisp of thought, but you're also a saint, aren't you?"

"The face of our saint is all disgraced to you, an old immortal. ”

“......”

The blue bird seemed to be displeased, and slightly raised a few eyebrows, green feathers. The smart eyeballs revealed a gloomy fluorescence.

Arrogant...

“......”

Seeing this posture, the old man seemed even more temperless.

"My daughter is very good, what you should eat, you don't need to hide the big village head, that broken heart. Do you think everyone is as virtuous as you? If so, then you might as well find a sow for your grandson, so that you can inherit the lineage of your Xia family... Don't pester my daughter.

Besides, my daughter, I didn't go to your Xia family to give birth to a sow. ”

"Squeak!"

A crisp bird chirped.

This is the first time that the bluebird has made a sound since it arrived. I can't tell if it's anger or impatience, but it's definitely not a plain response.

"It's useless for you to be angry..."

"I still see that your melon baby is not pleasing to the eye. If you can break them up, then I can't ask for it, thank God. When I have time one day, I promise to bring nine big roast pigs and nine carts of pork belly tender meat to your village to return the gift. The old man said disdainfully.

“......”

The old man said, and the blue bird closed his eyes heavily. It was as if he had swallowed a sulky breath. It ignored the old man, shook its two little wings, and took a step forward in its paws, ready to fly.

"Wait!"

Just when the little wings of the blue bird were halfway out, the old man who practiced boxing sent out a frame and hurriedly shouted.

“......”

The outstretched wings were lowered, and the bluebird turned its head to the side in confusion.

"There are some things that you have to explain to me before leaving. ”

"Don't stop hurting that kid, but also hurt my daughter at a young age, so I have to be widowed for your Xia family. If that's the case, I'm going to fight you for my life. ”

The old man looked serious. Especially the last sentence, which is full of confidence, not at all like before, full of jokes.

"Bang Bang..."

Flew away...

Only this blue bird is indeed very arrogant, and he doesn't give half a point of affection at all. As soon as the old man finished speaking, he didn't even pay attention to it, and with a twist of his head, he spread his wings again and slapped it vigorously...

"Bang Bang..."

"Don't go! What kind of game are you burying in that kid?"

"Bang Bang..."

The little wings accelerated again.

The light figure flew up.

He didn't fly very high, he didn't soar into the sky, he just turned into a streamer and passed over the top of the old man's head. Along the bamboo edge, flew over the small bamboo roof. Flew to the other side, only separated by a wall...

Small bamboo house, window edge of the guest room.

"Bandits! Your whole family is robbers!"

“......”