Paintings of Terror

In the Lion and Camel country, great bustards are still easy to find.

Two goose demon went straight to the most famous place in the city, Fang Fei was responsible for letting out the wind at the door, while Wei Dong used his gender advantage to break into the "Xicui Tower" alone.

Wearing the newly purchased glamorous clothes, Weidong walked around and just came to the door, surrounded by a large group of quail, cuckoo, and sparrow cubs, one by one "Goose Lord", another "Goose Lord Auspicious", and another "Goose Lord". This big fortune bag on your head is really a face of wealth~"...

There is still a bit of Tang Feng here, which is exactly the energy of the Eight Great Hutongs in the late Qing Dynasty.

Weidong was invited into the luxurious box by the group of Yingying and Yanyan.

The old bustard in "Xicuilou" almost flew over, accompanied by bursts of joyful laughter: "What wind brought you here?"

Weidong felt that the old bustard's sleeves were still carrying the undying limelight: "Is it the wind under your wings?"

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed~" The old bustard covered his gray-haired face with his sleeve, and helped the flower on his head: "Master Goose, you are here today, we are new here. A group of Orioles and Dai Shengs, all of them can sing and dance~"

Weidong directly took two treasures from the python man and placed them on the table.

The old bust immediately beamed his eyes: "My God of Wealth, please order the girl in the Xicui Building! Pheasants, peacocks, great eagles, quack friends ~ everything ~ we are a bird's paradise here!"

Wei Dong cleared his throat. Before he had time to speak, the old bustard cast a look at the quail running around the hall: "Go down and wait, be smart, and listen outside!"

A few quail hurriedly curled their necks down.

It's really an old bustard, so foresight.

Wei Dong said straightforwardly: "It's true, I have a special hobby, just like..."

"There are males too!" The old bustard smiled, "Just open up and say what style you like, raptor sea holly, sick owl! Just order it!"

"..." Wei Dong touched his forehead awkwardly, "I'm just a little fetish..."

"What is a fetish?" The old bustard discovered for the first time that there were other terms that he didn't understand. At this moment, he was humble and respectful.

"That is, I don't need these physical birds, I just like to collect their feathers." Wei Dong cleared his throat awkwardly, "Gah."

The old bustard blinked his small eyes and shook his brown linen skirt with black spots: "This is easy to handle, but... you are willing to pay such a large amount of money, even the oiran will let you order it... it's a pile of hair, you are not Have you lost..."

Birds are kinder than humans.

If it was a human madam, it would be impossible to say such a real thing.

Wei Dong said sincerely: "I just love this idea and become addicted to feathers, and I can't change it in this life. Since you feel that there is a lot of money, you can help me prepare well. No matter the male or female, as long as the type and color are different. Each bird needs only one feather according to each color."

"Chengchengcheng!" The old bustard laughed loudly, and then lightly lifted the skirt, but somehow it turned out a large brown feather with black spots, "This is my one, you smile. ."

Wei Dong hurriedly took it with both hands: "Thank you, thank you."

The old bustard walked out two steps, turned his head shyly, and asked Weidong quietly, "Master Goose, are you scratching your feet with feathers or something?"

"Then I'll just buy a tickle."

"Then how do you play with the feathers? Reveal it." The old bustard is worthy of being a seventy bird, and he can't bear to let go of any possible way to get pleasure.

"No comment."

The old bust chuckled, walked out with a twist, and changed his face as soon as he walked out the door: "Dead abnormal."

...

When Fang Fei saw Weidong again, the other party was walking out of Xicui Building with a big bag.

"It seems that you have succeeded." Fang Fei walked over to help Wei Dong carry the bag.

"No need, it's very light, just the weight of a few down jackets." Wei Dong lightly carried the bag and went to the nearby inn with Fang Fei.

The next task for the two is to pick feathers.

"Unexpectedly, the old bustard also sorted these feathers into small bags." Fang Fei took out several small brocade bags inside, and saw the words written on them, some with eagles, some with peacocks, and some There are pheasants, and there are small tits.

"I gave so much money, I have to do my job beautifully, right?" Weidong looked at the other brocade bags, "Let's go through these feathers first, and take out the white feathers first."

"Why? Does the white feather have any special function?"

"I didn't read many books when I was a child, so the ones I have read are very impressive." Wei Dong didn't expect that he could find a possible breakthrough from the book.

Fang Fei looked at Wei Dong and remembered that every time he entered the painting, it was basically a remorse experience of "less hatred when the book was used". If it weren't for the presence of Mu Boss and Shao Ling, it would be estimated based on their own knowledge. Long ago stay in the painting.

This time I came to the Lion and Tuo Nation, thanks to Weidong's blessing, he has read the entire book of "Journey to the West" many times; and he actually provided some knowledge because of his reading of martial arts novels.

If this world is a test of knowledge, then the knowledge of Fang Fei and Wei Dong is basically cannon fodder.

Therefore, when Wei Dong said that he had read some books, Fang Fei's eyes were bright. He didn't expect this person to read other than "Journey to the West"...

"I still remember that book. It was lent to me by my cousin to read. It is a big and thick book, but it is full of short stories. It seems to be called "Three Hundred Myths and Legends"? Five hundred articles?"

"Talk about business." Fang Fei reminded.

"There is a legend in this book. It is said that a white bird was injured, and then a kind person wanted to help it. The white bird said that he is a bird fairy, and his wounds can only be saved by human blood. This kind man is going to save it with a needle and blood.

"As a result, Shiratori said, my injury can only be healed with real human blood. If you really want to save me, I will give you one of my eyelashes now, and then you can take the eyelashes into the city and take photos with them. Take a look at the people in the city to see who is the real person, and if you are lucky enough to meet him, ask him to save me with blood."

Fang Fei has never heard such a weird story: "This kind person, isn't he a real person?"

Wei Dong continued: "After this man took the eyelashes and left, he took a shot of himself with the eyelashes, and he saw a horse. Then he took the eyelashes to the city, seeing all the men, women and children in the city, but with As soon as the eyelashes are shot, they become animals such as pigs, horses, cattle, sheep and dogs...

"This man searched for a long, long time, and finally found that there was an old man riding a donkey. He was a real person. He explained his intention to the old man, and the old man took some blood to him, and the bird fairy was saved. I remember the bird Xian predicted that this man would become prime minister, and if so, he was still a prime minister with a name and a surname in history, but I forgot who it was.

"Later I checked this bird fairy story from Baidu, but I didn't find it out."

Fang Fei listened carefully: "This real person probably has the same meaning as the "pure human" mentioned by the python man, and the test method is related to the bird. In your story, you need to use the eyelashes of the bird fairy. We are looking for bird feathers. Can the feathers and eyelashes be used in common?"

When Fang Fei said this, she felt that Wei Dong suddenly got closer and looked at herself, and slapped him away: "What are you doing so close?"

"I am, I am just looking at your eyelashes."

"My eyelashes?" Fang Fei was thinking that her eyelashes were not long at all, but she suddenly realized that she still has a goose head, eyes and eyelashes.

"I just want to see if birds have eyelashes?"

"..." Fang Fei glared at Wei Dong and opened the brocade bag with "pigeon" written on it, "There are actually more than 20 pigeon feathers in it? There are so many in that Xicui Building..."

"Some of them are clients."

Fang Fei took out the feather of one of the white doves: "Did you think of this story when the python man proposed "Pure Human"?"

"Yes, because these two things are too similar," Wei Dong watched Fang Fei observe himself through the feathers, "you don't see a pig head, do you?"

"Nothing has changed." Fang Fei collected the feathers and went to open the second brocade bag.

Five hours have passed in this world, but there is still no progress in finding fragments.

Just as the time signal sounded in the 6th hour, Wei Dong suddenly said excitedly, "This is it! This is it! Fang Fei, you are not a goose! You are not a human! You are not! people!"

Although these words sounded awkward, Fang Fei also became excited: "What did you see?"

"One fish, one big fish!" Weidong La Fangfei came to the bronze mirror and asked her to look at herself in the mirror through feathers.

Fang Fei only felt that an illusion had opened up in front of her eyes, and a lonely big fish was swimming slowly in a deep sea.

Fang Fei closed her eyes and walked out of the illusion for a long time.

Fang Fei looked at Weidong in the mirror again through the feathers. What she saw was a thin dog in the street. He put food in his mouth and put it in a dog basin, but did not eat it, but returned. Go ahead and continue to forage, as if the food it found was for its family or companions.

Fang Fei closed her eyes and opened them again, but still could not leave the illusion. He heard the dog's barking in her ears, a little anxious, as if calling her companion back...

Fang Fei blocked her ears and closed her eyes for a long time, until she was pulled away from the mirror by Wei Dong and removed her feathers.

"Are you trapped in your sea?" Wei Dong asked, "I was almost trapped in that sea too. The fish didn't know where it was going, so it was very confused."

"No, I was caught by the dog's barking, and I don't know what its barking is." Fang Fei's tone was a bit complaining, and I didn't know who was complaining.

Weidong was noncommittal: "What can it do? Call its companions to go home to eat, or it will be cold..."

After a while, Fang Fei remembered and asked, "What kind of bird is this big white feather?"

Weidong picked up a brocade bag woven with the beads pattern, and wrote a word in ink on it: crane.

"White crane? Is it a white crane?"

"probably."

"It turns out that the white crane is the bird fairy."