Origin Chapter 403: Bad bird

Hearing Wu Zhongyuan's words, Gao Zhan asked in doubt, "Sir, the seal you are talking about is the pass where the big red-feathered bird is located in the north?"

Wu Zhongyuan nodded, "There are five seals, and that's just one of them. The big red-feathered bird is called Suzaku, the southern mythical beast, guarding the captivity of the demon clan. In addition to it, there is Dongqinglong, who guards the captivity of the **** clan. West White Tiger guarding the Demon Clan, and Bei Xuanwu guarding the Ghost Clan."

"Who will guard the other place?" Gao Zhan asked again.

Wu Zhongyuan replied, "There is also a seal located in Kunlun Mountain, where the orcs are imprisoned. It is sealed by the aura barrier and no one is guarding it."

Gao Zhan knew that Wu Zhongyuan was in a hurry to leave, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Sir, these four mythical beasts are all aliens, why are they guarding the human beings in the Middle Earth?"

"Your ancestors weren't human, why did they protect humans?" Wu Zhongyuan answered with a question.

Naturally, Gao Zhan couldn't answer this question, "Sir, what will happen if the seal disappears?"

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "If I could answer this question, there would be no need to enter the tomb of the stone pagoda in the valley."

Gao Zhan nodded slowly.

"Okay, it's getting late, I should go too." Wu Zhongyuan turned his head to look at Gao Zhan, and said solemnly, "You prepare to rush to the wolf clan as soon as possible, if you can't win the battle, you won't want it in the future. See me."

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan's solemn expression, Gaozhan knelt down on one knee, solemnly answering.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't say anything, he lifted his breath and swept to the southeast.

The temperature in the south is only higher than that in the north, and the temperature in winter is also very low. At this time, it is the early winter season. Although the vegetation in the mountains is still green, there are many fewer snakes, insects, mice and ants, and there are few birds in the dark mountains and jungles. called insects.

Wu Zhongyuan's destination is 500 miles to the southeast, where there is a river called Lishui. As for the specific situation of Lishui, he does not know, because the news comes from the bird biography that Li Wanzi handed over to him. , the above only said that someone had seen a four-clawed Jiaolong with antlers in Lishui.

Under normal circumstances, Jiaolong has no claws. Even if the individual Taoism is relatively advanced, there are only two front claws at most. A Jiaolong with four claws is definitely not a Jiaolong. The person who discovered this dragon-shaped creature and the person who sent the message He didn't know this, but he and Li Wanzi knew that the reason why Li Wanzi passed this news to him was because he suspected that the dragon-shaped creature was the horned dragon halberd in the psychic weapon. The dragon-shaped creature not only has four claws, but also has deer antlers on its head. Only the legendary green dragon fits this situation, but the green dragon is blue, and this four-clawed Jiaolong has purple-yellow scales on its body.

There are not only aliens in the Southern Wilderness. Some places are also inhabited by humans. The three major tribes in the Middle Earth are just three larger tribes. Besides them, there are many small tribes. On the way, you can occasionally see some villages inhabited by humans. .

Wu Zhongyuan had been to Nanhuang several times before. Although he did not know much about Nanhuang, he was not completely unfamiliar. Judging from the surrounding mountains, his current location should be the Yinyang Spring where he first met Jiang Nan that day. due east.

At dawn, I vaguely found a group of white shadows ahead. Those white shadows were located on a winding road in the mountains. They should be people in white clothes.

After walking for more than ten miles, he could see more clearly. He was not mistaken before. It was indeed some people in white clothes, carrying coffins, and there were people holding filial piety sticks in front of the coffins. Needless to say, this is a funeral 's team.

The origin of ancient China is the latest of the four ancient civilizations, but my country is the only one of the four ancient civilizations that has continued to modern times. Many ancient traditions have been preserved, including some funeral customs. People have begun to mourning and mourning for the deceased.

If it was someone else, Tianmengmengliang was shocked when he saw this scene in the mountains, but Wu Zhongyuan, a master of art, was bold and not afraid. Not only was he not afraid, but he moved forward. He likes to do research I did it again, and I wanted to observe and understand the funeral customs of the Southern Barrens at this time.

There are dozens of people in the funeral procession. The man walks in front with hemp rope tied around his waist, the coffin is in the middle, the woman walks in the back with white linen cloth, and the man shouts in front, because the local accent is relatively heavy, and there is a cry My son, I can't fully understand it, I can only hear a general idea. These men are all descendants of the dead, and they are shouting Daddy, Lord, come with me. And the women cry from the back about some things when the deceased was alive, which is similar to singing praises to the deceased.

Everyone who sends mourners will cry, but there are real crying and fake crying. It can be seen that these people are really sad. It is an old man who died, and he is very kind to his children and grandchildren. , The old man climbed the mountain to collect herbs, but because of his old age and frailty, he failed to grasp it and fell down the mountain and fell to his death.

Emotions are easily affected by the outside world. Seeing their grief and sadness, Wu Zhongyuan also sighed. In this world, it is better to do more good deeds and do more good deeds. Even in death, some people will appreciate it. Son.

Just as I was about to leave the hiding place, a cheerful laugh suddenly came from not far from the right side, "Hahahaha, hehehe."

The laughter came very suddenly, and the voice was very loud. Not only Wu Zhongyuan heard it, but also the funeral procession. They stopped crying and looked at the place where the laughter came from.

The place where the laughter came out was not far from Wu Zhongyuan's right side. Everyone didn't see the laughing man, but they saw him, "There is someone on the tree!"

"It's good to die, it's good to die, it's good to die. It's good to die, it's good to die, no worries." The voice came again.

One can imagine the consequences of shouting out this voice. The bitter master just thought he was shouting. He was so angry that a group of filial sons and grandsons pointed at him and cursed.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't fight back. He was eagerly looking for the person who made the sound, but there were only a few big trees to his right. Although the branches were lush, they could not hide from anyone.

At this time, the bitter master had already started picking up stones and smashing him. Wu Zhongyuan swept towards the big tree on the right, and when he got close, he still couldn't see the speaker.

At this moment, a cheerful whistle came from above.

Wu Zhongyuan looked up eagerly when he heard the sound, but there was still no one in the tree, but the whistle continued, just behind the high tree trunk.

Wu Zhongyuan could see things in the dark and look closely, only to see two tail feathers similar to bird feathers faintly exposed from the back of the tree trunk. Hearing the whistle again, it seemed a little familiar. He should have heard a similar sound before.

Eagerly recalled, I immediately remembered that Wang Xinran once took people to the Sanxingdui underground altar with him, and one of them was a girl named Xiao Qin who brought a myna with him. The continuous whistling sounds a bit like that starling. It can be confirmed that the sound is not Xiao Qin's starling, but the sound is obviously a bird like starling.

He knows the art of the Aryans' beast-fighting skills, concentrates on perception, and immediately senses in his heart that there is indeed a bird hidden behind the tree trunk.

The whistle of the strange bird is very loud, and the tune is very cheerful. It should be the song of which tribe celebrates the harvest and let it learn it. When someone is at a funeral, it sings a happy song from the side, one can imagine How angry the bitter master was, they couldn't see the strange bird, they just thought it was Wu Zhongyuan who was making trouble, cursing, picking up stones and throwing them at the same time.

"What?" Wu Zhongyuan asked in a deep voice.

As soon as he made a sound, the bitter master didn't smash it, because Wu Zhongyuan continued to whistle when he spoke, and Wu Zhongyuan's voice was obviously different from the previous voice.

"Guess." The voice was condescending and cynical.

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer the call immediately. He had previously detected the cultivation base of this object while sensing the existence of the other party. This strange bird has no spiritual cultivation base, not even the reddish cave god. It cannot be a monster, but It's not a monster, how can you talk to people so fluently.

Just as Wu Zhongyuan looked up in doubt, a white bird's head suddenly appeared behind the tree trunk. This guy's tongue was longer than that of ordinary birds. At this time, he was grimacing at him, "Ah~"

Before Wu Zhongyuan could see it clearly, the bird's head had already retracted, "Can you see clearly?"

The strange bird didn't frighten Wu Zhongyuan, but frightened away the mourners under the tree.

"Come again." The bird's head protruded from the other side of the trunk again, still grimacing with its mouth and tongue out.

This time Wu Zhongyuan can see clearly, the white head and red mouth, the hair below the neck is gray, some like myna, some like swallows

"Where did the flat-haired beast come from." Wu Zhongyuan was very interesting. It is unknown why this thing can speak fluently, but it is certain that it is not a monster.

"Chu'er, Chou'er." The strange bird scolded loudly.

At this time, the swearing words are not as fancy as they are in modern times. Li'er is a very ugly word. It is equivalent to a dog thing. This strange bird has a tail sound, which is equivalent to calling him a dog son.

"If you scold me again, I will shoot you down." Wu Zhongyuan threatened.

The strange bird is not afraid, not only did not restrain, but also cursed more impetuously, and at the same time probed from behind the trunk to left and right, with a posture that you can't shoot me.

The trunk of the strange bird is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and ordinary arrows are naturally impenetrable. Seeing that it has been provocative and provocative, Wu Zhongyuan is also a little angry, but he is very interested in this strange bird, and he is not willing to shoot it. Shoot to death, take down the bow, and shoot an arrow.

The arrow pierced through the tree trunk, passed close to the body, and shot down a few feathers of the strange bird.

The strange bird didn't expect Wu Zhongyuan to shoot himself, and made two squawks, but it was so daring that instead of running, it rushed towards him.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't expect it to dare to fight back, and he didn't expect this guy to move so fast. He was approaching in the blink of an eye. He held a longbow in his hand, raised his left hand in a hurry, and hit the expulsion with the longbow.

He not only misestimated the guts and speed of the strange bird, but also wrongly estimated its intentions. The strange bird rushed over not to peck him, but to **** at him, reaching five feet away. Stop and slow down, "Pfft~"

This guy's **** was sprayed out. Wu Zhongyuan felt it, and hurriedly tilted his head to dodge, but he diddge, but he couldn't dodge completely, and a lot of spray was sprayed on his left face.

The bird droppings are not smelly, but they are not smelly and dirty. Wu Zhongyuan frowned. He took out his bow and arrow and shot another arrow at the strange bird that was flying high.

He wanted to shoot down the strange bird with this arrow, but what he didn't expect was that the strange bird had slanted its wings to avoid the key point, and this arrow shot down a few feathers.

Wu Zhongyuan marveled at the swiftness of the strange bird, which was hovering above the tree canopy and scolding.

Wu Zhongyuan lifted his anger and reached the top of the tree. The strange bird flew and dodged, and at the same time kept yelling and scolding.

"Don't run." Wu Zhongyuan's thoughts flashed, and he recalled the arrows he shot earlier to catch up.

"The third master is flying, the scorpion is chasing..."