Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Si Guangren listened carefully, and Yun Sheng spoke in a rambling voice, "Feng is Xiao Yu'er's best friend. A long time has passed, and Xiao Yu'er has been searching for the source of that river every day.

But it never found it, but just when it was a little discouraged, the old Taoist gave it something like a tree seed.

The old Taoist let the little fish eat the thing and encouraged it to continue working hard.At the same time, he also told Feng to take good care of Xiao Yuer.Said it was because Feng and Xiao Yuer had an indissoluble bond.Then the old Taoist priest disappeared.

One year there was a drought, the river slowly dried up, and the little fish would be dying if they left the water.

All the animals in the forest want to help the little fish, but they don't know where to find water.

Feng decided to go to the Taoist priest.But the Taoist priest has become a fairy and passed away.

Feng searched in every possible way, and finally found the old Taoist's practice place.When he came back with a bag of water that the old Taoist drank, the little fish was already dead.The animals in the forest buried it in a place where it could face the sun every day.

Feng was very sad, and sprinkled the bag of water on Xiao Yuer's grave.

Feng remembered the words left by the Taoist priest when he left: "Feng, you have to take good care of the little fish, you have an indissoluble bond with it."

Looking back on the past, friends left.

Feng was very sad. He stood on the high hill and blew in the direction of the sun.

Whenever the sun went down, Feng would sit by the small mound and tell Xiao Yuer stories about the birds.

When the sun rose, Feng continued to stand on the high hill and sing strangely towards the sun.

In this way, after Feng sang every day for a few days, the Taoist priest who had become a fairy suddenly appeared in front of Feng.

After the old Taoist nodded towards Feng, he walked towards the small mound where the fish was buried.

I saw the Taoist wave his sleeves in front of the small mound, and a small sapling broke through the mound and emerged.

Only then did Feng realize that what the Taoist gave Xiao Yu'er earlier was not some elixir, but a seed of a sycamore tree.

The tree seed remained in Xiao Yu'er's stomach, and after Xiao Yu'er died, the plane tree seed was buried in the soil.

Feng watered the small mound with more than half a bag of water, so the Taoist priest only needed to give the tree seed a little spiritual energy, and the sycamore tree grew quickly.

Because of Xiaoyu'er's strength, his soul has never been scattered. After the plane tree grew, Xiao Yu'er's soul merged with the plane tree.

The priest left.

Before leaving, he told Feng that as long as Feng insisted on standing on the high hill and singing to the sun every day, the plane tree would grow into a towering tree very quickly.

So Feng still tells Xiaoyuer (Wutong) the story of a hundred birds every night.

When the sun came out in the morning, it followed the words of the Taoist priest and began to sing.

In this way, amidst the chirping of the phoenix day after day and year after year, the phoenix tree grew up slowly against the sun, and soon became luxuriant.

Seeing that the sycamore tree had grown into a big tree, Feng was very happy. He jumped on a high branch to face the sun and sang beautiful songs cheerfully.

Because the phoenix was instructed by the immortal, he has since become the king of all birds, but he only wants to live on the plane tree. "

Yun Sheng's story is over.Unknowingly, the sunlight has penetrated the mist, and all the scenery in front of me has become clear.

But the thoughts of the two seem to still be stuck in the story of the phoenix and the fish.