Chapter 197

Of course, this is the result of song Ningyu's imitation after seeing the bird sound technique of chengchengzi.

As a token of gratitude, she "easily" baked fish for the old man, and then the old man began to drag her to eat fish every day. In the past two months, the enthusiasm has not decreased at all.

"Delicious, you roast the fish as well as my apprentice!" the old man chewed the fish very quickly and cleanly. After a while, he spit out a pile of fish bones on the ground. She wanted to ask how the old man separated the meat from the bones and ate so fast when eating fish.

"I didn't rob you again. What's your hurry?" she gave a white eye powerlessly. The original resentment was gradually smoothed in such a peaceful and elegant environment, leaving only the longing for quiet and easy-going life.

Every morning, he accompanied the old man to collect medicine and came back to deal with the medicine in the evening. When he was free, he tried to follow the old man's way of controlling Wu. The two quarreled from time to time, turned their backs and closed again. Song Ningyu felt extremely happy because of their unprofitable simple happiness.

"Well, Grandpa, take you to see a good thing!" the old man patted the oil stain on his hand, wiped it on his sweat towel, turned around and stepped on the lightness skill, and easily crossed the three meter wide water surface. Song Ningyu took medicine Lou in one hand and fish in the other, and chased the old man's back. Now her lightness skill has risen a lot when chasing larks.

Just like this, song Ningyu still thinks it's not enough! This is not good enough compared with Chunsu's excellent kung fu, so she hopes to find her own unique skills.

Song Ningyu followed the old man all the way to climb the mountain. Hundreds of larks followed song Ningyu. The old man's toes stepped on a leaf, stared at the large group of larks and shouted angrily, "what's your name? Shut up, old man. It's so noisy!"

Song Ningyu smiled wildly, looked at a group of larks, slowly raised her hand to her lips and said with a smile, "Grandpa is angry. Let's go. I'll find you again in the evening."

The old man stared. At that moment, the scattered birds took acid bubbles in their hearts and said, "hum, since you came, these guys don't kiss me." song Ningyu didn't know much about the chirping words of lark, but if two kind hearts want to get close, they don't need any words.

"Grandpa, are you still jealous of me?"

The old man raised his eyebrows coldly, turned awkwardly and stepped on the top of the tree towards the top of the mountain. Song Ningyu followed the old man all the way up, and the light wind blew across his face. The whole person was like immersed in the spring wind, with a faint sense of comfort, light body and mind.

As the old man went straight to the top of the mountain, bypassed the top of the mountain and ran to another steep cliff, song Ningyu lowered his eyes. Such a cliff is extremely dangerous. There is only one side of the cliff, but if you look carefully at it, you can see a small cave.

The old man grabbed song Ningyu's shoulder and went towards the cave.

A white bird with a big horse in the cave looks like an expanded lark. There is a corpse on a jade bed next to the bird. It is a man of nearly 50 years old. Song Ningyu pulls it from the corner of his eye and looks at the big white bird. The lark's eyes sweep coldly

"This is a lark. Someone once controlled this bird, but later the old friend died, so this lark has always been here. Grandpa saw it unintentionally. You can have a look at the things in the cave."

Song Ningyu didn't have time to say hello to the bird. The bird's shrill cry fanned song Ningyu's wings.

Song Ningyu couldn't use the lightness skill of adding force in the air at all. He was directly fanned into the lake on the back of the cliff. With a bang, the whole person fell into a drowned chicken.

The old man stepped in the air and stood in the air, looking at Song Ningyu's embarrassed appearance. He laughed and said, "ha ha, it's good, it's making progress. That bird looked at the old man and I ignored it. I didn't expect you to give you a big gift when you came! It's good."

Song Ningyu looked stiff and stretched out his hand to brush his wet hair away from his face. His eyes with a trace of cold directly shot at the old man who was shaking with laughter. He said faintly, "please solve the dinner today by yourself, Grandpa. I'm busy."

Song Ningyu jumped up, put on the strength of weaving flowers and ran towards the cliff. A trace of praise flashed in the old man's eyes, stroked his beard and disappeared on the lake.

Where can song Ningyu easily take down the lark? However, if you get this lark as an air mount, who else can easily control her?

From time to time, the sound of something falling freely came from the quiet lake. Song Ningyu gnashed his teeth and stared at the secret cave. His lightness skills flew up. In such a confrontation again and again, song Ningyu repeatedly lost the battle, but there was an unspeakable tacit understanding with the lark.

Song Ningyu puts the grilled fish on the table. The old man can't wait to jump at the grilled fish. He eats the fish slightly, sweeps to song Ningyu and asks, "what's the matter with that lark?"

"Very tacit understanding!" song Ningyu grabbed the fish in the old man's hand and ate it. The answer was ambiguous.

The old man looked at the purple flowers planted outside the window and asked with a smile, "what is very tacit understanding?"

Song Ningyu ate the fish, glanced at the old man's white beard and his chest, and glanced: "I'll fight as soon as I meet."

There was an amazing laugh in Nuo Da's house, which startled the larks that were perching in the woods. The birds flew to the house one after another to see the excitement. Song Ningyu held the chopsticks and made a secret effort. Can she solve the old man's chopsticks in front of her? Obviously, this is impossible.

"Hahaha, ouch, I said you've been fighting for more than half a month. Grandpa thought you had subdued it."

Song Ningyu looked coldly at the old man who smiled like Maitreya Buddha. His cold voice said, "it's funny?"

I still remember the first time I saw the bird, song Ningyu deeply felt despised! The look of contempt made her angry, so she was unwilling to attack.

"Funny, young girl, why are you so funny? Grandpa hasn't been so happy for a long time! Ha ha, but don't be cold and make grandpa Bo laugh. It's a blessing you repaired in your last life. Well, I'll give you a move. You can ask these little guys to talk to you. If one can't, just go to the group." the old man laughed wildly, Song Ningyu silently holds the bowl.

Since she was with the old man, song Ningyu felt that she would really live two more years, and even her state of mind would follow.

She has no reason to pretend to be deep in the face of an old man who is over half a hundred.