Going to immortality inexplicably

Chapter 634 Divine Bird
Of course, what the little bird imitated was not Cao Hai's tone of voice in this world, but his tone of blaming everyone on earth.

In this world, he is a shaman with a transcendent status in the tribe. Others are cautious when talking to him, and there is no chance to antagonize anyone.

But on earth, he is just a little troll who messes around on the Internet, and he will always say "What's wrong with your whole family".

This little bird did not learn how gentle he was in this world, but instead learned how he behaved on earth, which made him quite speechless.

We are already regarded as moral role models in this world, why don’t you learn from us?

Do you want to learn the tricks that we didn’t follow before?
But that’s not right. I am a human and you are a bird. We are not related by blood, right?There is no genetic inheritance!
And when I was taking care of the egg, I was very careful and never used any foul language. I never said anything like "How is your whole family?" How did the little bird learn from me?
Neither metaphysics nor science can explain this.

The only explanation is that this bird is not a good bird and has nothing to do with me!
After thinking about it this way, Cao Hai felt much more comfortable.

"You have to learn to be a human being, no, a bird. If you keep chattering like this, you may be chopped into pieces and eaten!"

Cao Hai put on a serious face. Since he can talk, it means he is not an ordinary bird. Education must start from childhood. Once bad habits are formed, it will be difficult to change them.

"Tch, aren't you very powerful? You are the most powerful witch in the tribe. I am your son. Who dares to eat me?"

Not only did the bird not calm down, its voice became even sharper and harsher.

my son?
Cao Hai almost jumped up. He looked at the sharp little mouth and felt that he might suffer a loss if he covered it, so he gave up the idea.

"Don't talk nonsense. Dad can't be mistaken. How could I have a son like you?"

"Wow, if you don't admit it, how could I have been born without you? You are not my father, who is my father? Wuwuwu..."

So this is your logic?

Cao Hai was speechless, how dare he think that after eight months of hard work, he just gave birth to a son?

He glanced at some indescribable part of the bird with some mischief, trying to confirm whether it was his son, but he couldn't see anything.

"Rogue, bad guy!"

The little bird seemed to feel that the aggressive gaze was malicious, and screamed and wanted to fly. Unfortunately, it could not walk smoothly now and could not fly at all.

"If you want to be my son, you must be obedient, otherwise I will throw you out now. No one dares to eat you. Let's see if any wild beasts dare to eat you?"

This time, the bird was finally frightened.

It knew that the people in the tribe did not dare to bully it, but once it left the tribe, no beast would dare to bully it.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah, I'm just a little baby..."

I was pretending to cry just now, but now I'm crying for real.

The voice was no longer so sharp and harsh, and Cao Hai's heart suddenly softened from crying.

"Okay, okay, baby girls only like to cry. If you cry again, I will really throw you out!"

As a straight man who has never been in love, coaxing people is his shortcoming, and now he even coaxes people with a threatening tone.

"Now tell me what kind of bird you are, and how did you get to the snowy mountains?"

The little bird finally calmed down, and then tilted its head with a confused look on its face.

"Who am I? I am a divine bird! Wow haha..."

I guess I wanted to have a cool look with my arms akimbo, but the wings were too short.

The arrogant laughter only lasted for a few seconds before he felt a little lack of oxygen, and then he fell asleep directly on Cao Hai's palm.

Cao Hai had no choice. He had a son for nothing, and he was careless. I'm afraid it would be enough to cause trouble in the future.

I packed a simple and comfortable bird's nest and placed the little bird on the soft animal skin. The little guy slept soundly and had no intention of waking up.

Although he didn't know what kind of bird it was, a talking bird had completely subverted his understanding of birds.

There is no doubt that this bird is definitely not simple, but if it calls itself a magical bird, it can only be heard and cannot be taken seriously.

Anyway, it has just been born now and is very weak in all aspects. There is nothing magical about it at all.How the snow fox got the egg is an unsolved mystery.

Although the snow fox looks very clever and smart, compared with this bird, it is far behind.

The snow fox couldn't speak, so he couldn't ask questions, so he couldn't learn the origin of the bird's eggs.

Forget it, it's useless to think about things you can't figure out. It's better to let nature take its course and see what the little bird will become when it grows up.

The little bird slept for several days and nights. During this period, Cao Hai was worried that it would just sleep to death. He checked several times and found that its breathing was steady and its belly was rising and falling without any abnormality, so he felt a little relieved. .

But he didn't dare to go out, fearing that something might happen to it, so he stayed by it.

Anyway, I have survived the most difficult eight months, not less than these few days.

The people of the tribe are also accustomed to the solitary life of the witch. Except for someone who brings food regularly every day, no one else comes to disturb him.

After five days, the bird woke up.

"Hungry, hungry, hungry..."

The other birds would chirp and sing as soon as they opened their mouths, but the first thing my own bird said when it woke up was to cry out that it was hungry.

"What do you want to eat?"

Cao Hai has never raised a bird, and he doesn't know much about their habits. What's more, this little bird is different. Who knows if it will be particularly naughty when it comes to food?
"Bugs, fleshy, little bugs."

Perhaps because of hunger, the bird's voice is no longer sharp and high-pitched, but weak.

Cao Hai understood that birds want to eat very small soft-bodied insects, such as earthworms, caterpillars and other larvae.

After thinking about it, I didn't seem to be an expert at hunting for such small bugs. The people in the tribe hunted all edible beasts. Who would care about such small bugs?

He handed over his rice bowl to see if the little bird could take a few bites to fill his belly, but the little bird shook his head repeatedly.

He had no choice but to take the bird out. When he got to a place with grass, the bird screamed to come down, so he had to put it down.

The little bird jumped down and quickly waddled in the grass to look for food.

It is morning now, and there is a lot of dew on the grass blades, and there are also many small insects. The bird is eating and drinking. It will soon be full and full, and it will have strength to run.

Cao Hai discovered that the bird's growth rate was very slow.

Although he has never raised birds or chickens, he once heard from relatives in the countryside that the average chicken only takes a little more than a year from birth to adulthood.

And the little bird he raised is still a fluffy little bird a year later.

It's not that it hasn't grown at all, some of the fluff has turned into some inconspicuous little feathers, and its size has grown a little.

My food intake has actually increased a lot. I was full within 10 minutes of foraging at first, but now I can’t even eat enough for half an hour.

And its belly has never become bulging, that is, it has never been full.

Of course, because it forages for food every day, there are many fewer bugs around it, which is also one of the reasons.

Its current diet has also changed a bit. At first it could only eat very small larvae, but now it can almost eat adult caterpillars.

"Why are you still so small? Where have all your bugs gone?"

After a fine day, he took the bird to bask in the sun and gently stroked its soft down. Cao Hai asked helplessly.

"Of course it goes into your stomach. You eat so much every day, why don't you grow?"

The little bird lay lazily on his hand and retorted angrily.

"I am an adult and have stopped growing a long time ago. You are a little bird and it is the time to grow. How can it be the same?"

"It's just the same. If you don't grow up, you can't talk about me!"

(End of this chapter)