Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms: Chapter 72

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The red beads were shining brightly on the lotus stand, and the little phoenix stared blankly, and several dim and instinctive thoughts flashed in his little head.

What is this? Why are you so familiar?

Is it another bird’s...egg?

The little phoenix's intelligence hasn't been developed yet, and he doesn't have too clear thinking ability, but the powerful and hot divinity of the adult phoenix immediately invaded all its senses, and even the depths of the soul couldn't help but shudder.

It intuitively identified this feeling as dangerous.

Zhou Hui must be hiding here secretly behind his back.

Little Phoenix looked at the bathroom like a thief, Zhou Hui's singing had a harsh tone shift in the sound of the water, and it seemed that he hadn't noticed the movement in the bedroom at all.

After hesitating for a while, the little Phoenix turned his head, looked at the brilliant red beads, and finally made up his mind.

——If there are other birds, Zhou Hui will not want me.

Little Phoenix patted its wings, carefully overturned the glass jar, opened his mouth and held the red bead into his mouth.

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Zhou Hui moaned while wiping his head with a towel, and walked out of the bathroom naked*, there were still water droplets on his strong six-pack abs, shining in the dim bedroom.

He habitually glanced at the bedside table first, the milk cup was empty and there was no little phoenix.

Looking up again, the little Phoenix was curled up at the top of the closet, almost close to the ceiling.

"Tweet, come down." Zhou Hui stretched out his hand to indicate: "Come down, I will wipe your hair, let's watch TV together."

The little phoenix turned his head to ignore him, the hair on the back of his neck exploded slightly, his tail feathers curled up under his belly, and the whole little bird cub was like a round fluffy ball.

"Tweet?" Zhou Hui felt a little strange, put down the towel and called again: "Tweet? Xiaomao Tweet? What's wrong with you?"

Little Phoenix still ignored it.

Is it because I don’t wear clothes, so I am shy? No way, even if Lingzhi opens up quickly, it doesn't necessarily get to this point. Zhou Hui ran to the bathroom with doubts and put on his clothes. Then he came out and stood under the closet. He raised his head and said, "Come down, Little Phoenix! Go out and take you to eat delicious food!"

As a result, Little Phoenix twisted his body this time and turned his **** directly at him.

"..." Zhou Hui really felt puzzled, but no matter how he coaxed, cheated, or promised to take it out to play or eat, Little Phoenix ignored it.

Chu He only engages in the Cold War when he is really angry. If the behavior of the little Phoenix is ​​replaced by the same amount, Chu He's anger should have reached the point that Zhou Hui trained the young ignorant Dapeng bird to hold the frisbee, or Tie the little peacock to the pole and use its tail feathers to mop the floor.

Zhou Hui stood under the closet and coaxed for a long time, but finally couldn’t. He moved a chair and climbed up. He saw the little phoenix shrunk in the innermost corner, curled up with her belly, looking at with a very aggrieved expression. ceiling.

"...what the **** is going on?"

Zhou Hui was very strange. He stretched out his hand to hug, but the little Phoenix immediately bowed his head, with an expression of "I will peck you when you reach out."

Is the rebellious period coming?

Zhou Hui thought so, circled the room, his eyes fell on the unfinished glass of milk. He thought that the milk was not good or the temperature was too hot to make Little Phoenix angry, so he tasted it in the past, but found that there was nothing unusual.

...No way, really rebellious? Zhou Hui is more inexplicable.

After that, Zhou Hui tried for an hour without coaxing Little Phoenix from the closet. If he had to hold it forcibly, the little Phoenix would start tweeting, shrinking into the corner, threatening to breathe fire; in the end Zhou Hui was helpless, so he could only put it on it and wait for a while to calm himself down.

However, Little Phoenix's anger remained the whole night.

When I went to bed at night, I turned off the lights. Zhou Hui was lying on the bed, looking like he was asleep with his eyes closed. In fact, all his wits in the dark were watching the top of the wardrobe. He could feel the little phoenix lingering, lying there with its wings drooping, seeming a little uncomfortable; after a long time, it slowly stopped moving, as if it was going to fall asleep.

A few minutes later, the whole bird crooked and fell straight from the top of the closet.

Zhou Hui bounced up like a lightning, disappeared from the bed in an instant, appeared in the air and caught the little phoenix "pop!"

His movements were so swift and gentle that when he returned to the bed the next second, the little Phoenix was not fully awake.

"...tweeting..." Little Phoenix yelled uncomfortably, and adjusted to a more comfortable position in Zhou Hui's hands-curled up with her belly, her head buried in the young fur on her chest, her little furry **** It naturally pushed up under the tail feathers; it was in this weird posture, grunting for a while, and fell asleep again.

Zhou Hui: "..."

Zhou Hui smelled the little phoenix carefully, and measured the temperature with his fingers against the fur, and found that the temperature of the little phoenix was a bit high. Is it sick?

If it's sick, it's really troublesome.

The Taikoo sacred bird certainly does not get sick. If it is sick, then a more serious problem must have occurred. The so-called illness is just an external manifestation. There has never been a record in nine days and ten places about how to treat an ancient sacred animal if it gets sick. Zhou Hui can't even determine whether this rise in body temperature is indeed sick, or is it a normal physiological feature of the Phoenix as an inflammatory bird?

Zhou Hui didn't close his eyes all night. He stared at Little Phoenix without blinking, and found that he did not sleep well. He curled up on the pillow in the middle of the night and shivered slightly. When he woke up the next morning, Little Phoenix was listless and refused to drink milk. He only pecked at the mineral water with little interest, and he couldn't move his head.

Zhou Hui is basically certain that he is sick, but where is the disease?

For the whole day, the little Phoenix stayed in Zhou Hui's pocket, but refused Zhou Hui's touch and closeness, and refused to appear when he met Garuda in a special place. Li Hu, Zhang Shun, and Shenwan Tiansi took turns to visit Little Phoenix. They couldn't tell why they came, and they were all helpless.

At night, Zhou Hui took the little Phoenix home and wanted to take a hot towel to wipe her feathers, but the little Phoenix immediately avoided him: "Tweet!"

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"Tweet!"

"...If you don't like the human world, shall we go back to Zhoushan, OK?"

Zhou Hui stepped forward, and Little Phoenix immediately shrank into the washbasin vigilantly: "Tweet!"

Zhou Hui condescendingly looked at the little bird cub, and suddenly found that its posture was very strange, as if it had been curling up its belly.

Zhou Hui keenly remembered that it had been like this since last night, and even when she slept, she tucked the gorgeous tail feathers under her belly instead of spreading it out on the big soft pillow like normal. Is it because the stomach is uncomfortable? Caught a cold?

It's no joke that such a small bird catches a cold. Zhou Hui reached out and touched the little bird's belly. But as soon as Little Phoenix saw his attempt, he immediately turned around and jumped up, flapping his wings and flew out, slamming his head on the door frame in a panic, and falling out dizzy.

Zhou Hui stepped forward, grabbed the little bird cub in his hand, and touched its fluffy belly without saying a word. Little Phoenix was about to cry with anger, struggling desperately in Zhou Hui's palm, but couldn't bear that Zhou Hui was indeed thousands of years older than its current body. He broke his body directly and touched his belly several times, suddenly I found out that it didn't feel right.

——It has a hard, thumb-sized ball in its belly.

Zhou Hui thought that he had made a mistake, but then the hand feeling became clearer and clearer, and he finally determined that there was indeed a foreign body in Little Phoenix's belly.

Zhou Hui's head "hum" loudly, countless ominous guesses flashed through his mind, his face instantly turned pale: "What is going on? When did it grow out?"

Little Phoenix swayed his tail feathers and flew out, staggered to the bed, and plunged into the quilt.

The next second Zhou Hui squeezed the back of his neck and picked it up: "What the **** is going on? Does it hurt? Or did you eat indiscriminately?!"

Little Phoenix's expression was like a revolutionary martyr, no matter how Zhou Hui pressed him, he just closed his mouth and didn't utter a syllable. When he was in a hurry, it closed its eyes and pretended to die, and then forced it to peck at his hand while Zhou Hui was not paying attention. The peck made Zhou Hui shiver and almost threw it out.

"Little Phoenix!" Zhou Hui raised his hand to beat him, threatening sharply: "Did you eat anything? Say, I know you understand!"

It is impossible to grow something in the body in such a short time, so it must be eaten. If Little Phoenix confessed by himself, things could be much simpler, otherwise Yu Vice would have to send someone to give it an X-ray, to see if it was glass marbles or some other mess.

"Show me what you eat, now!" Zhou Hui said with a sharp voice: "If you don't say anything, you will be locked up in a cage, and you are not allowed to go out for a walk! I won't hold you!"

"Tweet Tweet!" Xiao Fenghuang immediately became angry, seeing that the posture seemed to be quarreling: "Tweet Tweet! Tweet!-Tweet Tweet!" Then a wing flapped on top of Zhou Hui's head.

"..." Zhou Hui buzzed in his mind, forcing himself to calm down, but he couldn't do it anyway.

Can I induce vomiting? How to induce vomiting on a bird? What are the adverse reactions to such a small bird after vomiting?

If you look for a doctor in the human world, the prescribed medicine will not be suitable for Phoenix, right? You have to pay attention to the diet. What if the medicine is more poisonous than what it eats?

Little Phoenix is ​​Zhou Hui's life. He didn't dare to imagine what to do if something happened to the little phoenix. If he had Nirvana again, would he have such good luck to quickly break the shell? Will you kiss him like this after breaking the shell?

Ten thousand steps back and said, even if Nirvana is easy to break the shell smoothly, Zhou Hui absolutely can't bear to see the little phoenix die in front of him, the cry is so weak that it disappears, the feathers lose their luster a little, and the warm little body slowly Stiff scene.

——At this time, Zhou Hui's reason was stretched to the limit. He skipped other possibilities and directly thought of the worst and most irreversible consequences. He was cold all over, and after walking back and forth in the bedroom a few times, he finally thought of the most direct method at the moment: physical vomiting!

To let Little Phoenix spit out something, we must first figure out what it is eating!

Zhou Hui trembling hands called Yu Jingzhong and asked him to send a doctor to take pictures of Little Phoenix immediately. Yu Jingzhong was taken aback when he heard it, and after asking a few more questions, Zhou Hui snapped up the phone before he could ask clearly.

Little Phoenix lay weakly under the quilt, Zhou Hui grabbed it, and finally asked: "What on earth did you eat?"

Little Phoenix glared back at him angrily, holding her belly in her wings.

"Next time I will eat with my back, and see if I will beat you!" Zhou Hui said viciously, pressing the little Phoenix on the bed with his backhand, forcibly pulling off his wings, and then began to rub his belly vigorously.

"Tweet--! Tweet! Tweet! Tweet!" The little phoenix fought desperately, flapping its wings under Zhou Hui's big hand, screaming, spitting out fires, and burning the sheets to the size of fists. Hole. Zhou Hui's hand was also red and blistered. Under the severe pain, the fingers loosened, and the little Phoenix immediately flew out in tears for several meters, stopped on the window sill, and screamed with all his strength: "Chiu Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi--! !!!"

The voice was full of blood and tears, and the sound was harsh. Zhou Hui subconsciously covered his ears and stared at it anxiously and angrily. He was about to go over to grab it and continue to induce vomiting, when a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

——When did Little Phoenix start to be abnormal? When he went to take a bath yesterday.

In other words, even if you eat indiscriminately, you still eat at home, and the most likely thing is in the bedroom!

What's in the bedroom?

Zhou Hui frowned and started thinking, trying to calm himself down from the great anxiety. That kind of thumb-sized, round, hard sphere, there is only... in the bedroom, is it...

Zhou Hui couldn't believe it. He turned around and opened the drawer of the bedside table.

Sure enough, the glass jar was empty, and the Phoenix eyes that had been kept in the refrigerator were gone.

Zhou Hui was stunned for a while, turning his head to look at Xiao Fenghuang, almost not knowing what expression to use to face this matter.

But in the next moment all his thoughts were gone, and his soul was almost lost in an instant——

I saw the little phoenix’s angry cry gradually replaced by pain, its feathers exploded, the roots of feathers were erected, and the golden red dazzlingly looked like a burning flame; smoke began to appear above its head, and the smoke gradually It spread to the whole body, and after a few seconds, the flame suddenly erupted from the feathers, and instantly wrapped the little phoenix into a ball of fire!

"Phoenix!" Zhou Hui roared, "Phoenix! Phoenix! Don't do this! Don't go!"

Zhou Hui rushed over and grabbed the ball of fire with trembling hands, but could not catch anything except the severe burns.

The fireball rolled from the windowsill to the ground, tumbling back and forth. The strange thing was that the temperature was so high that it didn't burn any carpet or furniture. Zhou Hui was almost crazy. He watched the little phoenix in the flames seem to change and lengthen rapidly. I don’t know how long time has passed. It seems that it’s just a few seconds and it seems that centuries have passed. The flame "boom!" broke out, and then went out abruptly.

The scorching heat disappeared.

On the carpet, the little phoenix disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a five or six-year-old kid.

Zhou Hui stood there, almost unable to move because of excessive shock.

I saw that the child was small, his whole body was as white as jade and snow, and his temples were wet and pressed against the soft snow-white cheeks. His eyes were as black as containing water, trembling and raising his head to look around, his eyes full of timidity and dazedness, and finally he looked at Zhou Hui cautiously and vigilantly.

"..." Zhou Hui tremblingly said: "Phoenix..."

His voice shuddered strangely. It sounded hoarse and weird, even a little scary. However, his eyes were full of emotions that made people feel sad at first glance, as if the next moment, it was about to overflow from his eyes.

Zhou Hui walked to Xiao Fenghuang, knelt down, and reached out to him.

Zhou Hui’s fingers are very long, knuckles bulge, palms are soaked with sweat, and there are still scars on the tiger’s mouth and the back of the hands that have not completely disappeared; no matter from which angle, they are not a pair of people I really want to get close to the hands.

But when he stretched out his five fingers slightly and opened the palm of his hand to the little Phoenix, this movement was so undefended and unwavering, there was a feeling of peace of mind that he could rely on in a trance.

"..." Little Phoenix looked carefully for a while, and finally reached out his hand cautiously and grabbed one of Zhou Hui's index finger.

"...Huh?" He tilted his head in doubt.

Zhou Hui picked him up and hugged him tightly.

It was a hug without distance, close and hot, as if even bones and blood were to fuse together, as if they were connected and never separated. Little Phoenix's head rested on Zhou Hui's shoulders, and he was a little uncomfortable at first, but soon seemed to find a familiar breath that made him feel at ease, and his backhand also hugged Zhou Hui's strong neck.

"Zhou...Zhou..." he gritted his teeth and said vaguely.

Zhou Hui made no sound, his muscles were tight, only his shoulders were shaking strangely.

"Zhou...hui..."

Little Phoenix finally tried to utter a complete syllable. He giggled, lowered his head and kissed Zhou Hui's ear.