Cultivate Taoism and farm to make peace in the world

Chapter 17 The Autistic Spirit Bird

Seeing that Jiang Xuan refused to let himself finish speaking, Zhou Song could only sigh helplessly:
"In that case, according to what the Taoist priest said, we will find a good home for them after we go back."

"However, there is still the last gift that has not been displayed, may the Taoist priest take a look?"

After saying that, Zhou Song came to the edge of a cage that was covered by a black cloth and had a radius of two meters.

Then without hesitation, he tore off the black cloth covering the cage.

The next moment, a golden bird glowing in the sun appeared in Jiang Xuan's eyes.

Seeing the bird in the cage with its feet and wings locked, but still holding its head proudly, Jiang Xuan couldn't help showing a look of astonishment.

If he hadn't been dazzled, this bird with a body of less than 20 centimeters and a tail as long as 60 centimeters seemed to be the one he had seen on the top of Zhushan Mountain before.

No wonder he hadn't seen a golden light since the last time he saw it.

It turned out that he was arrested.

"Huh?"

"Whoa!!!"

The bird that saw the light of day first chirped suspiciously, but after seeing the surrounding environment, especially after seeing Jiang Xuan, it chirped a few times in a hurry and began to struggle frantically.

"Master Dao, this is a spirit bird that I sent people to catch from deep in the Cangwu Mountains."

"Although it is locked in a cage now, it is not easy to catch it."

"This bird was discovered half a year ago, but its speed is extremely fast, and it has the ability to seek good fortune and avoid evil. Many monks and warriors have been shot away by it."

"If I hadn't spent all my money to lure it into the urn with a drop of phoenix blood marrow this time, it wouldn't be so easy to catch it."

Looking at Fatty Zhou with a pained expression on his face, Jiang Xuan raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and squatted in front of the cage.

Strange to say.

Bird, who was still struggling frantically before, froze when he saw Jiang Xuan squatting in front of him.

Then its head, which seemed to have been held high all the time, also shrugged slightly, giving people a sense of decadence for no reason.

"Daozhang, you are really amazing."

"This bird has been crazy for a whole day before, and no one can persuade it."

"But now as soon as you appear in front of it, it immediately quiets down. This spirit bird is really destined for you."

Looking at the dejected birds, and at the fat man beside him who was also squatting down, but his face was full of compliments, Jiang Xuan's face became gloomy:
"It's rare, you actually know that it has a relationship with the poor."

After the words fell, Jiang Xuan condensed the thunder light in the palm of his hand into a sword shape, and then swiped two swords to split the cage.

"Uh, Daoist, what is this?"

Seeing Jiang Xuan's sudden attack, a trace of helplessness suddenly appeared on Zhou Song's face.

This helplessness, not only the shock at Jiang Xuanning's lightning sword, but also the bewilderment at his sudden attack, and the lamentation at the thought that popped up in his heart.

In just a split second, various expressions appeared on Fatty Zhou's face.

This scene is really comparable to a large-scale face-changing scene.

And Jiang Xuan didn't pay attention to Zhou Song who had an incomparably bright face, but just scattered the thunder sword in his hand, and re-condensed a small knife.

Carefully cutting off the chains that locked the bird, and hugging the autistic bird out of the cage, Jiang Xuan secretly exhaled.

He felt right before.

Although the bird was released from restraint, it had no intention of escaping, but lay quietly in Jiang Xuan's arms.

Stretching out his hand to scratch the bird's chin, the little fox, who realized something, stretched out his pink and tender paw pads and rubbed the bird.

But it still didn't respond at all, and it really became an autistic patient.

"Daoist, is this bird raised by you?"

Standing beside Jiang Xuan with a helpless expression, Zhou Song asked cautiously.

But it's fine if he doesn't speak.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the bird that had been shut up in Jiang Xuan's arms finally responded.

As soon as it spread its wings, it broke away from Jiang Xuan's embrace, flew into the air, circled around and swooped to the top of Zhou Song's head, and then attacked Zhou Song with its own wings and claws.

Zhou Song wanted to fight back, but when he thought that the bird was probably raised by Jiang Xuan, he immediately lost the will to fight back, and immediately started scurrying around with his head in his hands.

"Hey, Master Bird, stop scratching, don't we know each other without fighting?"

"Besides, I didn't know that you were a bird raised by the Taoist master. If you don't know, it's not a crime, right?"

"Hey, just scratch it, don't pull my hair, there are not many hairs left!"

Seeing his young master being beaten, the group of servants who followed Zhou Songlai didn't make any moves or didn't make any moves. After looking at each other at last, they lowered their heads deeply.

But Jiang Xuan let the bird scratch for a while, and after seeing that it was almost vented, he waved towards it:
"Okay, come back."

The golden bird stopped moving immediately upon hearing the words.

It's just that it didn't fly back to Jiang Xuan's side, but hovered in front of the fat man, twittered and cursed before flying to the roof of the bamboo house, and continued to fall into autism.

Seeing this, the little fox who had been sitting on Jiang Xuan's shoulder, covering his mouth and watching the show, rolled his eyes, rubbed Jiang Xuan's neck, and ran back to the bamboo house.

A moment later, a little fox with a small sachet hanging around his neck also jumped onto the roof.

She took down the sachet with her little paws, took out a crystal feed from the sachet, and started chirping at the bird.

Jiang Xuan asked Jiang Wu to buy the sachet.

The little fox likes to hide and eat.

Jiang Xuan was afraid that she would hide something dirty, so he simply asked Jiang Wu to buy a dozen or so sachets for her, and asked her to put food in the sachets before hiding them for fun.

Feeling the inexplicable bond that the golden bird had with himself after eating the first feed, Jiang Xuan settled down and looked at Zhou Song with a bitter face.

Fatty Zhou saw that Jiang Xuan's eyes fell on him, so he could only touch his scratched and bleeding forehead, and then said mournfully:
"Master Dao, do you believe me when I said that I didn't know that the bird was raised by you?"

Jiang Xuan nodded as he believed his words, and then said:

"You came here today with the Four Treasures for Making Talismans, the medicinal materials for alchemy, and the rare spiritual bird. You don't just want to befriend me, do you?"

Seeing Jiang Xuan's tone relaxed, Zhou Song suddenly showed a surprised expression:

"You don't mind if I catch your bird?"

Listening to the words full of ambiguity, Jiang Xuan was holding back the quintessence of nationalism in his heart.

Say no, don't say no, it really hurts.

"The little guy likes to run around, so let's just teach him a lesson, and nothing happened anyway."

After the words fell, Jiang Xuan walked towards the house.

Fatty Zhou followed behind him step by step. As for Jiang Wu, he was looking up at the birds and foxes on the roof at the moment, his eyes full of expectations.

When he came to the house, he boiled the tea with Tai Chi Yang Qi, Jiang Xuan made a cup of tea for Zhou Song and asked again:
"What's the matter going up the mountain this time?"

"If you continue to deal with me with making amends and making amends, then you can go down the mountain by yourself."

(End of this chapter)