Chapter Forty-Eight: Saving the Yellow Sparrow

Pan Cheng'er came out of Kunlun Mountain, and flew all the way to Lin'an. He really wanted to turn back, but he didn't dare to turn back, I am afraid that only those who have experienced the pain of parting can eat it. So he slowed down his flight, always feeling that the land behind him was inseparable, and now it was better to move as slowly as possible.

Just as he was flying, he saw two vague shadows in front of him also flying at a slow speed, the shadow in front was slightly smaller, and his body emitted a pale yellow light, while the shadow behind him was huge, and the black pressure on his body was unreal.

Pan Cheng'er was about to find a way to transfer his negative emotions, but he happened to see these two UFOs, and he stepped down hard to move the spirit, doubling the speed of the sword, and with a "whoosh" sound the sword cut through the clouds, and went straight to the two shadows in front, and it didn't take long to catch up, it turned out to be a Dapeng eagle chasing a small yellow finch. The Dapeng eagle is extremely wide, the wingspan width is enough to be wide, the claws are stretched out in parallel, the claw toes are stretched straight, each of the eight nails is the size of an adult man's index finger, one is black and translucent, like a steel hook, people can't help but be frightened. The Dapeng eagle let out a long roar, and the wings were violently forced, speeding up the flight, and flying straight towards the yellow finch, and the big claws were raised to be captured. Seeing that the Dapeng Eagle was about to succeed, I saw the little yellow finch suddenly stop flying, relying on its small body, hovering in the air for a week and skillfully drilling through the gap between the Dapeng Eagle's claws.

The Dapeng Eagle was furious, and hurriedly flapped its wings to stop and turn back to arrest, but after all, it was still half a beat slower, and the yellow finch slipped between its claws. However, the yellow finch was not happy, although it was cautious when it swept between the claws of the Dapeng eagle, its wings were still torn open by the sharp claws of the Dapeng eagle, and the blood flowed.

Originally, the yellow finch was small and flew slowly, which hurt its wings, and it had to become the mouth of the eagle owl. The yellow finch knew that it was going to die, but it still fluttered a pair of wings, flying high and low, and squeaked and wailed as it flew into the air.

When the eagle saw that the yellow finch was injured, it seemed overjoyed, and with another long cry, it turned around and turned back to pounce on the yellow finch. The yellow finch struggled to shake its wings a few times, its physical strength was exhausted and disheartened, its wings were paralyzed and could no longer fly, so it fell straight from the air, and let the Dapeng eagle slaughter.

Seeing this, Pan Cheng'er hurriedly threw away his sword, flew diagonally from the clouds and snatched the yellow sparrow, and protected it in his arms. As soon as he turned around, he recalled the sword and clenched it in his hand.

When the eagle eagle saw that the yellow finch was rescued, he croaked angrily and stretched out his claws to catch Pan Cheng'er. Pan Cheng'er hit his eyes, and suddenly his sword eyebrows fell upside down, and he didn't know where such an evil fire came out, his left hand protected Huang Que, and his right hand tightly pinched the sword, the blood vessels in his hand swelled, and the bones of his joints were pinched and gurgling. Suddenly waved the sword on the ground, and secretly carried a spiritual power in the sword, shining the sword red, finding the position where the eagle eagle was flying, and shouting "cough!" slashed at it.

The eagle was about to hurt people, and suddenly saw a flash of red light in front of him, knowing that it was not good, and he couldn't avoid it if he wanted to dodge. The eagle eagle didn't want to accept his fate, and dodged to the right suddenly, only to see the red light crossing, and heard a wail, although the eagle dodged the key point and was not killed by the sword qi, but was cut off a left leg alive, and fled in a hurry in the scream.

Pan Cheng'er turned the spiritual power in his hand, and then turned the sword into a shape the size of the imperial sword, and sat on it to check Huang Que's injury. I saw that the yellow finch was shivering in Pan Cheng'er's arms, as if it was very cold. Pan Cheng'er hurriedly stuffed it into his chest pocket to keep warm, looked at the road below, and knew that there was a small town in front of him, so he quickly accelerated and flew away. After arriving in the town, Pan Cheng'er pressed the clouds outside the city, landed the sword, went to the town to find an inn and opened a guest room, stuffed the little yellow finch into the quilt and only showed a small head, and ran to the town to buy some gauze plasters and came back. After returning to the guest room, Pan Cheng'er held the yellow finch in his hand and said to himself: "Little bird, little bird, how did you get into trouble with that big guy... If I hadn't seen you, I would have died...", as he spoke, he took out gauze and ointment, anointed the wounded wings of the little yellow finch, cut the gauze into small pieces with a dagger, and bandaged the wound of the bird.

"Little two, little two!"

"Eh, here's the guest officer..."The shopkeeper ran into the house and asked, "What do you think you need?"

Pan Cheng'er was about to speak, when suddenly her stomach "gurgled". Pan Cheng'er looked at the guy, smiled embarrassedly and said, "Oh... I'm a little hungry, you go get me some food, and I'm going to have a pot of wine. ”

The guy said: "Look at what you want to eat, although we have a small store here, there are a lot of characteristics, just take our signature dish red stewed pigeon as an example, that is even the old men in the capital have said yes!"

Pan Cheng'er smiled, "Is it so delicious?" Hehe, okay, let's have a taste~ In addition..." As he was saying, he suddenly felt a pain in his hand. "Ahh Pan Cheng'er scratched his head, and said in his heart: "This little thing can understand Lao Tzu's speech? Flutter... Inside, the red stewed pigeon will not be ordered first, you stew a bowl of pork, and then fry two vegetarian dishes. Oh yes, remember to have a pot of shochu. ”

The second monk was confused, and stumbled and agreed: "Hey... Be... It's ......"

Just as he was about to go out, Pan Cheng'er Fu shouted again: "Oh yes, you come back." ”

The guy said helplessly: "Master, I haven't left yet, you command..."Pan Cheng'er smiled: "Help me bring a small plate of millet and millet, and then a glass of water, water, not tea." ”

The guy nodded in agreement, looked at the little yellow finch in Pan Cheng'er's arms, and said, "Yo, master, what kind of bird is so precious, and it still wears clothes, how much silver do you get?"

Pan Cheng'er pointed at the yellow finch and said: "You said it, I picked it up~ Who knows if it's a good bird~ Also, your eyes are chestnuts, this is gauze... Oh!ah!" As soon as Pan Cheng'er finished saying the words "Is it a good bird?", the little yellow finch pecked Pan Cheng'er a few times again.

Pan Cheng'er said in his heart: "Little Wang Bacub, you can really understand what I say again~" As he spoke, he touched Huang Que's head with his hand to appease him, and said to the shopkeeper: "You go out, close the door, and do as I instruct." ”

The shopkeeper nodded in agreement, looked at Pan Cheng'er, and then at the yellow finch in his hand, and had a question mark in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he put the towel on his shoulder and went out.