Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

Chapter 57: The little phoenix finally transformed

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The red beads flickered on the lotus stand, and the little phoenix stared blankly, a few hazy and instinctive thoughts flashed in his little head.

what is this? Why so familiar

Is it another bird's... egg

The little phoenix's intellect has not yet been opened, and it does not have the ability to think too clearly, but the powerful and hot divinity of the adult phoenix immediately invaded all its senses, and even the depths of its soul trembled involuntarily.

It intuitively identified this feeling as dangerous.

It must be Zhou Hui who secretly hid here behind his back.

The little phoenix glanced at the bathroom like a thief. Zhou Hui's singing had a harsh tone in the sound of the water, and he seemed to be completely unaware of the movement in the bedroom.

After hesitating for a moment, the little phoenix turned his head and looked at the brilliant red bead, and finally made up his mind.

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

Little Phoenix flapped his wings, carefully overturned the glass jar, and opened his mouth to take the red bead into his mouth.

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Zhou Hui snorted 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, glistening in the dim bedroom.

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

Looking up again, Little Phoenix was curled up at the top of the wardrobe, almost touching the ceiling.

"Tweet, come down." Zhou Hui gestured with his hand: "Come down, I'll wipe your hair, let's watch TV together."

The little phoenix turned his head and ignored him, the back of the neck was slightly blown, the tail feathers were curled under the belly, and the whole little bird was like a round plush ball.

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

Little Phoenix still ignored it.

Is it because I don't have clothes on, so I'm shy? No, even if Lingzhi drives fast, it may not be so fast. Full of doubts, Zhou Hui ran to the bathroom to get dressed, then came out and stood under the closet, raising his head and shouting, "Come down, Little Phoenix! I'll take you out to eat something delicious!"

As a result, this time the little Phoenix twisted and turned his butt towards him.

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

Chu He only engages in cold wars when he is really angry. If the behavior of the little phoenix is replaced by the same amount, Chu He's anger value should have reached the level of Zhou Hui's training the young and ignorant Dapeng bird to hold a Frisbee, or the little peacock to hold a Frisbee. Tethered to a pole with its tail feathers mopping the ground.

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 Little Phoenix huddled in the innermost corner, curled up on his stomach, looking at the ceiling with a very aggrieved expression.

"... what's the matter?"

Zhou Hui was very surprised, he reached out his hand to hug him, but Xiao Fenghuang immediately lowered his head and gestured, with a look of "If you reach over, I will peck you".

Is it time for rebellion

Zhou Hui thought so, and circled the room, his eyes fell on the unfinished glass of milk. He thought it was because the milk was not good or the temperature was too hot to make the little phoenix angry, so he went to taste it, but found nothing unusual.

... No, is it really a period of rebellion? Zhou Hui was even more baffled.

After that, Zhou Hui tried for an hour, but he didn't coax Little Phoenix down from the closet. If he wanted to forcibly hug him, the little phoenix would start chirping, shrinking into the corner, threatening to breathe fire; in the end, Zhou Hui was helpless, so he could only let it stay on top, and he calmed down after a while.

However, Little Phoenix's anger did not dissipate all night.

At night, the lights were turned off, and Zhou Hui was lying on the bed, seemingly falling asleep with his eyes closed. He could feel the little phoenix slumping, lying there with its drooping wings, as if it was a little uncomfortable; after a long, long time, it slowly stopped moving, as if it was about to fall asleep.

A few minutes later, the little phoenix fell straight from the top of the wardrobe.

Zhou Hui bounced like lightning, disappeared from the bed in an instant, and appeared in mid-air to catch the little phoenix with a "crack!"

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

"... chirp..." Little Phoenix cried out uncomfortable twice, and adjusted to a more comfortable position in Zhou Hui's hands - curled up with his belly, his head buried in the young hair on his chest, and his fluffy buttocks naturally pouted under the tail feathers ; it hummed for a while in this strange position, and fell asleep again.

Zhou Hui: "…"

Zhou Hui sniffed the little phoenix carefully, measured the body temperature with his fingers against the hair, and found that the temperature of the little phoenix was a bit high. Are you sick

If it is sick, it is really troublesome.

Primordial Divine Fowl will definitely not get sick. If they are sick, then there must be a more serious problem. The so-called sickness is just an external manifestation. In nine days and ten places, there has never been a record of how to treat an ancient divine beast when it got sick. Zhou Hui couldn't even determine whether this increase in body temperature was indeed a disease, or was it a normal physiological characteristic of a phoenix as an inflammatory bird

Zhou Hui didn't close his eyes all night, staring at the little phoenix without blinking, and found that it really didn't sleep well, curled up on the pillow in the middle of the night and shivered slightly. When he woke up the next morning, Xiao Fenghuang was listless, refused to drink milk, and only took two sips of the mineral water, before turning his head.

Zhou Hui is basically sure that it is sick, but where is the disease

For the whole day, Little Phoenix was huddled in Zhou Hui's pocket, but he refused Zhou Hui's touch and closeness, and when he met Garuda in a special place, he refused to come forward. Li Hu, Zhang Shun, and Shen Wantiansi took turns to visit Little Phoenix, but they couldn't tell why, and they were all helpless.

In the evening, Zhou Hui took Xiao Fenghuang home and wanted to wipe its feathers with a hot towel, but Xiao Fenghuang immediately avoided him: "Tweet Tweet!"

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"Chirp!"

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

Zhou Hui took a half step forward, and the little phoenix immediately shrank into the sink vigilantly: "Tweet Tweet!"

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

Zhou Hui recalled keenly that it had been like this since last night, and even sleeping with its gorgeous tail feathers tucked under its belly, instead of spreading it out on the big soft pillow as usual. Is it an upset stomach? catching a cold

It's no joke that such a small bird catches a cold, Zhou Hui reached out and touched the belly of the bird. But as soon as the little phoenix found out what he was trying to do, he immediately turned around and jumped up, flapping his wings and flying out.

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 in anger, struggling desperately in Zhou Hui's palm, but he couldn't bear it, Zhou Hui was indeed thousands of years older than his current body, he directly opened his body and touched his belly a few times, suddenly I found out that it felt wrong.

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

Zhou Hui thought that he had touched it wrong, but then the feeling became clearer and clearer, and he finally determined that there was indeed a foreign object in Little Phoenix's stomach.

Zhou Hui's head hummed loudly, countless ominous guesses flashed through his mind, and his face instantly turned ashen: "What's going on? When did it grow?"

The little phoenix swayed its tail feathers and flew out, swayed to the bed, and plunged into the quilt.

In the next second, Zhou Hui held it by the back of the neck and picked it up: "What the hell is going on? Does it hurt? Or did you eat something indiscriminately?!"

Xiao Fenghuang's expression was like that of a revolutionary martyr. No matter how Zhou Hui pressed him, he closed his mouth tightly and did not utter a single syllable. If he was in a hurry, he would close his eyes and pretend to be dead, and if he pushed him again, he would peck at his hand while Zhou Hui was not paying attention, making Zhou Hui shiver and almost throw it out.

"Little Phoenix!" Zhou Hui gestured for a beating, threateningly, "Did you eat something? Say, I know you understand!"

It is impossible for something to grow in the body in such a short period of time, it must have been eaten. If the little phoenix confessed by himself, things would be much simpler, otherwise, he could only have Deputy Yu send someone to do X-rays on it to see if it was glass marbles or some other mess.

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

"Chiu Chiu Chi!" The little phoenix immediately burst into anger, looking like he was about to quarrel: "Jiu Chiu! Chiu! — Chiu Chiu Chiu!" Then he flapped his wings on top of Zhou Hui's head.

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

Can I induce vomiting? How to induce vomiting in a bird? What adverse reactions will such a small bird have after inducing vomiting

If you go to a human world doctor, the medicine prescribed will not be suitable for Phoenix, right? You have to be very careful about your diet. What if the medicine is more poisonous than what it eats

Little Phoenix is Zhou Hui's life. He couldn't imagine what would happen if something happened to the little phoenix. If he went to Nirvana again, would he still have such good luck to break the shell quickly? Would you still kiss him like this after he broke the shell

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if Nirvana was easily broken, Zhou Hui would definitely not be able to bear seeing the little phoenix dying in front of his eyes, the sound was so weak that it disappeared, the feathers lost their luster, and the warm little body slowly became stiff. scene.

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

Let the little phoenix spit out something, and you must first figure out what it eats!

With trembling hands, Zhou Hui called Yu Jingzhong and told him to immediately send a doctor over to film Xiao Fenghuang. Yu Jingzhong was taken aback when he heard it, and asked a few more questions. Before he could ask clearly, Zhou Hui hung up the phone with a snap.

The little phoenix lay weakly under the quilt, Zhou Hui grabbed it, and finally asked, "What the hell did you eat?"

The little phoenix glared back at him angrily, his wings hugging his little belly.

"Next time you eat without my back, let's see if I beat you up!" Zhou Hui said viciously, pressing the little phoenix on the bed with his backhand, forcibly pulling his wings apart, and then rubbing his stomach.

"Tweet! Tweet! Tweet! Tweet!" The little phoenix resisted desperately, flapping its wings under Zhou Hui's big hands, tumbling and screaming, spitting out balls of flame, burning the sheets into fist-sized holes. Zhou Hui's hands were also red and blistered, and when he loosened his fingers under the severe pain, the little phoenix immediately burst into tears and flew out for several meters, stopped on the windowsill, and screamed with all his strength and complained: "Tweet Tweet Tweet Tweet!!! "

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 and grab it back and continue to induce vomiting, when a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

- When did the little phoenix start to be abnormal? When he went to take a shower yesterday.

That is to say, even if you eat indiscriminately, you will eat it at home, and the most likely thing is the stuff in the bedroom!

What's in the bedroom

Zhou Hui frowned and started to think, trying his best to calm himself down from the huge anxiety. That thumb-sized, round and hard sphere, in the bedroom there is only... Could it be...

Zhou Hui couldn't believe it, he turned around and pulled open the drawer of the bedside table.

Sure enough, the glass jar was empty, and the phoenix eyeballs stored in the refrigerator were gone.

Zhou Hui was stunned for a while, then turned to look at Little Phoenix, hardly knowing what expression to use to face this incident.

However, in the next moment, all his thoughts were gone, and he almost lost his mind in an instant—

I saw the angry cry of the little phoenix gradually turned into pain, its feathers exploded, its feathers stood up, and the golden red was dazzling like a burning flame; the top of its head began to smoke, and the smoke gradually spread to the whole body. , a few seconds later, the flames 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 fireball with his trembling hands, but he couldn't catch anything other than being severely burned.

The fireball rolled from the windowsill to the ground, tumbling back and forth, and it was strange that the temperature was so high that it did not burn any carpets or furniture. Zhou Hui was almost going crazy. He watched as the little phoenix in the flames seemed to change and lengthen rapidly. He didn't know how long it had passed. It seemed that it was just a few seconds and it seemed like centuries had passed. Finally, The flame burst out with a "Boom!" and then suddenly went out.

The scorching heat dissipated.

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

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 sticking to his tender snow-white cheeks. His eyes were as black as water, he raised his head tremblingly and looked around, his eyes were full of timidity and confusion, and finally he looked at Zhou Hui cautiously and vigilantly.

"..." Zhou Hui trembled, "Phoenix..."

His voice had a strange shudder, 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 would overflow from his eyes.

Zhou Hui walked up to Little Phoenix, knelt down, and stretched out his hand to him.

Zhou Hui's fingers were very long, the knuckles were protruding, the palms were soaked with sweat, and there were still scars left on the tiger's mouth and the back of the hands that had not completely subsided; no matter from which point of view, it was not a pair that made people want to see it. close hands.

But when he stretched out his five fingers slightly and spread out his palm towards Little Phoenix, this action was so undefended and firm that he felt a very reassuring and dependable feeling in a trance.

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

"... What?" he asked in confusion, tilting his head.

Zhou Hui picked him up and hugged him tightly.

It was a close and hot embrace without any distance, as if the bones and blood were to be fused together, as if they were one and never separated. Little Phoenix's head rested on Zhou Hui's shoulders, and he was a little uncomfortable at first, but he soon seemed to have found a familiar atmosphere that made him feel at ease, and he also hugged Zhou Hui's strong neck with his backhand.

"Zhou... Zhou..." he said vaguely through gritted teeth.

Zhou Hui didn't make a sound, his muscles were tense, only his shoulders were shaking strangely.

"Zhou... Hui... "

The little phoenix finally made an effort to pronounce a complete syllable. He giggled, lowered his head and kissed Zhou Hui's ear.