Those years when I was doing things in Liaozhai

Chapter 111 Pianpian

The crested ibis walked forward calmly, with golden fire reflected in its eyes.He carefully picked apart the fallen leaves, and put the phoenix feathers and petals on the ground.

The soil was wet, and the touch of the phoenix feather sparkled, but did not lose its light.The crested ibis hesitated for a moment, picked up the petals again, and raised its neck towards Xie Sheng as if showing off.

Xie Sheng had some guesses, but he didn't know how to prove it.He can't understand the crested ibis' cry, and even the crested ibis can't understand the words of the grass and trees, so... another petal?

But Xie Sheng couldn't figure out what Zhu Xi wanted to do with this move. If Ji Qinglin was just sending a petal, he would be so happy, wouldn't he be a fool?

Xie Sheng simply did nothing, quietly waiting for Zhu Xi's next move.

The picture seems to be still.

Crested Ibis blinked its bright eyes, and remained motionless as if it had a tacit understanding with Xie Sheng.

The little hibiscus flower that contributed its petals shook its body, blushed and said shyly, "Why does he keep holding me in his mouth?"

Anyway, it used to be a part of Fusanghua's body, which always made Xiao Fusanghua feel weird.

Xie Sheng was helpless: "I don't know."

There are other hibiscus flowers chirping: "He is reluctant to eat it!"

"No, I think he is asking if he can eat it?"

"Then he also brought that feather, which looks good at first glance. Does he want to exchange one thing for another?"

"Eh?! He probably likes petals, so let's use feathers to hire him!" A hibiscus flower suddenly made a bold guess, which was unanimously agreed by everyone.

"That's it!"

"The crested ibis must have fallen in love with the petals, so they cherish them so much!"

……

What is this all about?

Xie Sheng was shocked by the strange imagination of the hibiscus flowers, and felt that these children were his own, and the whole tree couldn't help but tremble.

When the tree moves, the crested ibis also moves.

He turned his head, carefully placed the petals on his back, and tucked them in with the white feathers.Then he bent down and pushed Feng Yu forward with his long beak.

The hibiscus flowers believed that this was the evidence that the crested ibis fell in love with the petals, and laughed excitedly.

Xie Sheng: ...With all due respect, this is really not Ji Qinglin.

Even if you become a crested ibis, you don’t have to act like a bird, you can push it with a long beak, but do you think it has hands to hold it so far away?

But Zhu Xi didn't know Xie Sheng's complaints, but he obviously realized that Feng Yu was still too far away from the hibiscus tree, so he continued to push Feng Yu forward cautiously.

The crackling little sparks danced and approached the hibiscus tree bit by bit.

Regardless of whether the crested ibis is or not, Xie Sheng can be sure that the crested ibis is here to send the phoenix feather, in a clumsy and stupid way-the crested ibise can come with the phoenix feather in its mouth, why bother pushing and arching it?

The place where the crested ibis landed was still a little far away from the hibiscus tree, so he moved little by little, and even the stream next to it became clear, but he didn't reach the foot of the hibiscus tree.

Xie Sheng is already calculating the best place for the crested ibis to land. If he had landed closer at first, he would have arrived by now...

Just as he was counting, Zhu Xi's footsteps stopped abruptly.Xie Sheng focused his attention on the crested ibis again, and found that when the crested ibis retracted its neck and bent down, its eyes were erratic.

He touched Feng Yu with his long beak, opened it hesitantly, and swallowed a cluster of dancing small flames in one gulp.

The flames of Feng Yu ignited in Zhu Xi's eyes, but her own brilliance dimmed a bit.

The crested ibis arched forward excitedly, swallowing another mouthful of flames as if unable to hold back.

Xie Sheng knew why the crested ibis didn't come over with the phoenix feather in its mouth.If the crested ibis was eating while holding it, it is estimated that Feng Yu's spiritual power would be eliminated by him alone.

But what kind of gift is it to send a fire to a tree?

Xie Sheng's thoughts drifted away for a moment, and he remembered the strange behavior of the crested ibis pulling away the fallen leaves, and dropped a small leaf at will.

The fallen leaves drifted down with the wind, bumped into Feng Yu without any accident, and were set ablaze immediately.

Under Xie Sheng's silent gaze, the fallen leaves were blown to ashes in the bright red light of the fire, so quickly that it seemed like an illusion.

Zhu Xi was also taken aback, hesitated for a second and pushed Feng Yu forward.

The style of the painting changed suddenly. The scene that made the flowers feel sweet just now seemed to be covered with black ashes that burned everything. The little hibiscus flowers screamed in horror: "He will repay his kindness!"

"He's going to burn us!"

"The crested ibis is a bad bird!"

"He, he, he... actually gave up the whole tree for a single petal!"

……

Xie Sheng suddenly regretted that he had lost a leaf... Just now the crested ibis came with both petals and phoenix feathers in its mouth, right?

Burning the leaves but not the flowers is most likely due to the degree of spiritual power. Since the fire can't light the petals, it can't light the trees either.

Xie Sheng explained to the hibiscus flowers, and then the little hibiscus flowers calmed down, all staring pitifully at every move of the crested ibis.

They sincerely hope that the crested ibis is a good bird.

The crested ibis, who had high hopes, didn't notice it, and finally pushed Feng Yu to the foot of the hibiscus tree step by step.

The moment Feng Yu hit the tree trunk, Xie Sheng really felt a trace of warmth coming up from the bottom, straight up to the crown of the tree.

Sparks ensue.

A trace of sparks climbs up the trunk and winds up, following the texture from the trunk to the branches, from leaves to flowers, the flames are jumping, rolling, and getting bigger and bigger.

But Xie Sheng didn't feel burned.

Sparks rolled on the hibiscus tree, just as Xie Sheng thought, only the unconscious leaves were burned, and the flowers and other parts did not suffer the slightest damage.

Not only that, the beating flame condensed majestic power, and when it was rolling, it penetrated into the inside of the hibiscus tree little by little. For the first time, Xie Sheng felt where each fibrous root was, and felt the power to control the movement of the body.

Although it is in a mountain forest, there are no other trees around the hibiscus tree, so the raging flames only burn the hibiscus tree, and the only stream that was affected emits dense heat.

The little hibiscus flowers were buzzing, overwhelmed by the inexplicable warmth.

And Xie Sheng was feeling the power with his whole body, enjoying the wonderful experience of power filling his limbs.

When the hibiscus leaves are completely burnt, the fire light gradually disappears, leaving only the bare trunk full of hibiscus flowers.Before the little hibiscus came to complain, new leaves grew out.

The young and vibrant hibiscus leaves popped up one after another, and became bigger, thicker, and darker at a speed visible to the naked eye. The green leaves hid and protected the hibiscus flowers.

Bright red and emerald green, the color contrast is extremely tragic.The leaves seemed to be displeased with it, so they hid the hibiscus flowers in a few moments.

The luxuriant and reborn hibiscus tree exudes the breath of midsummer.

The crested ibis raised its neck and let out a long cry, as if it was also happy for the hibiscus tree.

Xie Sheng came back to his senses, opened his eyes, and subconsciously mobilized abundant strength.

After the brilliance passed, Xie Sheng condensed into a human form, and appeared from the hibiscus tree in a fluttering manner, with a tall body, red lips and white teeth, exactly Xie Sheng's own appearance.

Amidst the screams of the little hibiscus flowers, the crested ibis rushed into Xie Sheng's arms and rubbed against him.

Xie Sheng was helpless and funny: "Ji Qinglin, why are you acting like a fool."

The silly bird Crested Ibis turned a deaf ear to it and continued rubbing against it.

Xie Sheng was puzzled: "Ji Qinglin?"

But Zhu Xi ignored him and continued to rub his head, being very affectionate to Xie Sheng.

Xie Sheng had no choice but to masturbate twice, and seeing the crested ibis enjoying himself, he always felt that something was wrong.

Such a silly bird... Is it Ji Qinglin?