After I picked up a dragon

Chapter 63 There is a word called "God Stick"

Hearing Shen Zhizhi's words, Xiaocui's eyes seemed to sparkle, and she said to Shen Zhizhi with a little admiration:

"Zhizhi, if you really marry a fairy in the future, you must remember to take me with you!"

"Yes, I remember,"

Xiao Cui glanced around, making sure that all the monsters nearby were concentrated on the altar and the young master in the center, and no one was paying attention to them, so she quietly said:

"I seem to remember that there is a legend in our bird clan. If you plant ninety-nine and 81-day sunflowers on your windowsill and water them with rootless water every day, then your wish will come true!"

"Is this true? You're not fooling me, are you?"

Shen Zhizhi had a strange expression when she heard this, she had lived for 200 years anyway, this legend sounded like a newly made one, very much like what she said to fool a three-year-old child.

But he saw the little kingfisher next to him with a serious face, and said in a serious tone:

"nature."

"This is the legend about the goddess left by the ancestors of our bird clan."

Seeing Shen Zhizhi's expression of hesitation, the little kingfisher jumped excitedly, and couldn't help but raise the volume:

"Really, this is a legend left by our old bird clan!"

The bird's passionate high pitch almost deafened Shen Zhizhi's ears.

Seeing that the little monsters around seemed to be looking at them both in different ways, Shen Zhizhi put on a face of embarrassment, quickly stretched out his hand to cover his sharp mouth, and said in a low voice:
"Shh! Be quiet!"

"They all looked over!"

And Kong Sang on the altar also seemed to feel something, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at the two of them with a hint of playfulness.

Shen Zhizhi:!

She quickly squatted down and hid behind the two big tiger demons beside her, holding Xiaocui's petite body tightly in her hands.

And at this moment, the little bird whose mouth was tightly covered turned red, and could only whine:

"Zhizhi huh, let go quickly huh, the bird is going to die!"

The shadows of the trees were whirling, and the wind was blowing everywhere. The high-pitched sound of the little kingfisher was also hidden in the rustling wind, like a grain of sand falling into the vast desert, leaving no trace.

"Sorry sorry, I was too nervous just now."

Shen Zhizhi's fair and tender face flushed, looking apologetically at Xiao Cui who was panting hard, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"It's okay, it's a good thing you let go at the critical moment, or else you'd be dead."

"Zhizhi, I'm not lying to you about this."

The little bird that had recovered its strength raised its emerald green and fluffy little wings, erected two feathers with difficulty, and explained with a serious face:
"Zhizhi, I swear on the honor of my great-grandfather who passed down the Bird Clan for 500 years, I never lied to you."

"The world was chaotic, and visions occurred frequently. A goddess was sacrificed, and she was sacrificed with her body."

The little kingfisher leaned on the back of a tiger demon covered in yellow and black stripes, and continued muttering:

"The sunflower by the window represents the goddess' hope for the life of all things, and the tears in her eyes before she died turned into rootless water, nourishing all things."

"That's why there is this legend."

"However, the 81-day rootless water is too rare, so no one has ever realized it."

Although the little bird seemed to be chattering away, what it said seemed to make sense.

Shen Zhizhi was apologetic to Xiao Cui, and what Xiao Cui said was a bright and serious face, the little girl couldn't help believing it.

She was a little eager to try.

However, Shen Zhizhi has never read a book, and what she usually reads are some messy picture books, so at this time she doesn't know that there is a word called a magic stick!

(End of this chapter)