The Spiritual Resurrection Immortal Beast Arrives

Chapter 35

Qin Xu took out the straw basket and placed it on the coffee table of Zhang Yuanyang's sofa.

At first glance, this straw basket is unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, it becomes more attractive, with a simple shape, soft tones, refreshing and clean.

"How do these little birds play?" Professor Zhang Yuanyang asked the confusion between him and his lover.

"Mr. Zhang, where is your tree nest? Just put it not far from their bird's nest." Qin Xu said.

"Then I have to try it first." Professor Zhang Yuanyang has always loved little birds, and immediately took the straw basket from Qin Xu's hand, and took Qin Xu to the balcony with great interest.

The balcony mentioned by Professor Jiang should actually be called the rooftop.

Their home is on the top floor, and there is a free attic upstairs. Therefore, the space on the roof of the roof is also for their use.

The access to the second floor is not a staircase, but an indoor elevator, which is very friendly for two elderly people who are nearly eighty years old.

There are three tearooms with sloping roofs in the attic on the roof. The sunlight falls on the teahouses, and it is a little hot in summer, but it is very comfortable in winter.

The low-grade exotic bird tree nest that Qin Xu gave to Professor Zhang Yuanyang was hung on a peach tree with dense branches and leaves to block the sunlight.

The roof garden is about [-] square meters. There are cobblestone paths, elegant rockery, a pond with lotus planted in it, and edible lettuce in a patchwork order.

Qin Xu walked into the rooftop garden, and at a glance saw a yellow-green head poking out of the low-grade exotic bird tree nest he wove, with eye-catching white lines around his eyes.

It didn't overreact to Zhang Yuanyang and Qin Xu's walk into the rooftop, and just pecked at an immature green peach the size of a walnut not far from the tree's nest.

However, when Qin Xu and Zhang Yuanyang continued to approach, its vigilance emerged.

The small yellow-green head retracted into the tree nest at once, and Qin Xu could vaguely see that there were several smaller heads in the tree nest.

This peach tree potted plant was planted in a large water tank. According to Qin Xu's instructions, Zhang Yuanyang placed the straw basket under the tree, on the edge of the pot soil.

The dark green white-eye inside did not move, but after Zhang Yuanyang took two steps back, a yellow-green figure flew from the side.

It landed on the edge of the big peach tree water tank, and it was not afraid of people. It only tilted its yellow-green head, stared at the straw basket, and jumped tentatively to get closer.

"Oh, this one has a relatively short tail. I observed it for a while, and it is probably a male bird." Professor Zhang Yuanyang said, staring at the dark green white-eye with affection.

Professor Zhang raises little birds, which is quite different from Qin Xu.

Little Red Claw, Little Yellow Mao and Duo Lai Mi Fa Tie, they like to be close to Qin Xu very much, they are more relatives than domestic cats and dogs, they often regard Qin Xu's shoulder as a place to play.

The nest of dark green white-eye birds raised by Zhang Yuanyang's family can only be regarded as their neighbors.

No matter how much good bird food they are fed, they are always polite and keep their distance.

On weekdays, they are good neighbors and friendly, and enjoy the delicious food they bring, but if they take two steps closer to them, they will fly away alertly and eat the bird food in their stomachs, which has nothing to do with them.

Zhang Yuanyang and Lian Qingman are open-minded and free-spirited, and feel that it is an honor for the birds to make their homes in their peach trees. Except for feeding and watching from a distance, they seldom interfere with their lives.

In about 2 minutes, the yellow-green bird finished testing and confirmed that the basket was harmless, then flapped its wings, and with a little caution, jumped to the top of the grass pompom and stayed for a while.

The grass pompom is soft, and as soon as it settles down, it slowly sinks into the grass pompom.

The fluffy grass pompom scratched its paws and rubbed against its stomach with delicate and soft down.

The little green bird was obviously stunned for a moment, and its original movement of flapping its wings to fly was also stuck.

At this pause, its body tilted, and its whole body fell into the grass pompom.

"Oh, it's all right!"

Behind Zhang Yuanyang and Qin Xu, Lian Qingman's nervous inquiry came.

The old lady was carrying a bowl of fruit and placed it on the casual round table on the rooftop, and asked with concern.

"Hahaha, I'm not at home on weekdays. It's my wife who feeds this nest of birds every day. She treasures them." Zhang Yuanyang explained to Qin Xu with a smile.

Qin Xu picked up the straw basket, handed it to Zhang Yuanyang and Lian Qingman together with the little green bird inside, and said, "This is a fluffy ball made of cattail grass. Birds like its touch very much. They feel very comfortable rolling in the pile of fluffy balls. The basket is made of the same material. There are some dividing ropes in the basket. When the basket moves, the fluffy ball will be moved by these straw ropes. You see, we are so close to it now, and it doesn’t want to run away at all. Does it look like it’s enjoying it? Take a hot spring."

The two old people took a closer look, not to mention, this dark green white-eye bird, which has always been wary of them, is like a child rushing into the ocean ball, writhing happily from its small head to its small claws, from its wings to its belly.

The melodious and lively birdsong came from the straw basket. The sound became clearer and more varied, crisp and long, and the sound was endless, cheerful and clean. The three of them stood aside and listened with great interest. Even the female bird hiding in the tree nest called out.

"I've been raising it for so long, I've never seen it cry so sweetly and briskly." Lian Qingman said with emotion from the bottom of her heart as the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes stretched.

"Hahaha, I see how this bird became the puppy of the old Chen's downstairs. There are a lot of retired old men walking birds in Donghu Park. I have never seen a little bird rolling on its belly. It's so interesting!"

Zhang Yuanyang's viewing angle is novel, he raised his finger, looking at the bright grass-green round belly of the little green bird, he was eager to try it, and the idea of ​​poking it was undoubtedly revealed.

However, the old professor's finger, which was about to move, was held down by his wife.

The gentle teacher Lian gave his wife a slight sideways glance, pointed to another female white-eye and said, "Don't make trouble, that little guy is about to come out."

Qin Xu looked at the female bird that had half of its body sticking out, walked over gently, and put the straw basket back in place.

After retreating a few steps, the male dark green white-eye, whose whole body was buried in the grass pompom, came out suddenly, raised his head, and sang louder and clearer to the female bird on the peach tree.

At this time, the female bird didn't hesitate anymore, flapped its wings and left the tree nest, and also buried it in the pile of grass pompoms.

Zhang Yuanyang hastily took out the latest mobile phone, and videotaped two dark green white-eyes who were happily grooming themselves with grass pompoms.

Needless to say, just from the light and cheerful singing of the pair of little green birds, one can clearly know how much they like the new toy they just got.

The more old people who are used to the harsh world, the easier it is to be moved by the simplicity and beauty in front of them.

Zhang Yuanyang and his wife Lian Qingman are old professors who have been immersed in ancient culture for many years, and they have their own feelings. The two of them were fascinated by listening and watching.

What about Qin Xu?
Qin Xu, Qin Xu is...not young anymore.

As the sun was setting, Lian Qingman came back to her senses the fastest.

She looked at the time, gently pushed her husband's arm, and said: "You are really here, just looking at the birds, please invite Xiao Qin to sit down and eat some fruit, and I will prepare meals."

"Oh oh oh, yes, yes!" Zhang Yuanyang suddenly realized, and then reluctantly put away his phone, and greeted Qin Xu, "Xiao Qin, Xiao Qin, sit down quickly, I didn't expect that this small basket and a bunch of small pompoms are so attractive to birds."

"Thanks to Teacher Zhang who recommended me to stay in the Immortal Beast Research Institute, I was able to comprehend the "Spiritual Qi Art of Controlling Beasts". This little gadget uses a little trick of the Spiritual Qi Art."

Qin Xu looked at Zhang Yuanyang and thanked him sincerely.

"Hey hey hey, I just said that you like the birds... Ouch!" Zhang Yuanyang responded subconsciously, then suddenly realized, and asked with surprise on his face, "No, how do you know?"

(End of this chapter)