Chapter 19 Rogue is everywhere
Qingqing's two thin claws accurately caught the steamed bun in the air, flapped their wings back to Xiao Tian, and put the steamed bun in his hand.
A voice came from the side: "Huh, is this bird interesting? Boy, where did you steal it from?
When the hawker heard this sound, his face changed as if he had seen a ghost. He hurriedly cleaned up the stall and left. He didn't even dare to look back.
The scene in front of him is very familiar. Every time Wang Lei met him at the market and bullied him with a group of scoundrels, the hawkers around him behaved like this.
Xiao Tian pretended not to hear, slowly ate the steamed buns in his hand, wiped his hands on his skirt, and lowered his head and walked in the other direction.
The voice caught up with him and stood in front of him with the sound of footsteps: "Damn it, what about you? Where did the birds get stolen? Master, I lost a bird the other day. How does it look like mine?
Xiao Tian accelerated his pace. He was afraid of causing trouble and was even more afraid of being found by his black eyes.
One leg stretched out very quickly and put it under his feet. Xiao Tian stopped for a moment and walked around.
Qingqing squatted on his shoulder, and his pink eyes looked at all this blankly.
In the hearts of birds, the behavior of these two-legged people is so strange and incredible.
The teenager who tripped him was the person who spoke just now. The teenager raised his leg, patted that there was no dust, and scolded, "Boy, you kicked the uncle's clothes, almost broke the uncle's leg, obediently tied the bird's leg, and brought it to the uncle. Otherwise, I will break your leg!"
Xiao Tian knew that things could not be done well, gritted his teeth and ran quickly to the dark alley around the corner of the street. Qingqing flew up and followed him.
Behind him, the teenager waved his hand and several warriors rushed up.
Xiao Tian fell to the ground without running a few steps, and his fists and feet fell on him like raindrops.
He put his arms around his head and fell to the ground, allowing these people to kick and fight.
The teenager admired the scene with a smile and bent down to ask him, "Well, call down your bird, tie your legs, and I'll let you go and give you two small money." He took out two copper coins and bounced them in his hand.
Xiao Tian raised his head with difficulty. His face was swollen, his blue eyes were swollen into a seam, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. He shouted at Qingqing, who was hovering in the distance, "Qingqing, run!!"
The teenager's feet in hard-soled leather boots stamped on his face. Xiao Tian fell to the ground. Too much cold and hunger had already taken away his health. Finally, he couldn't support it and fainted.
I don't know how long it took, he felt the blue wings brushing on his face. He opened his eyes and saw his small blue and pink eyes looking at him with concern.
What about those people?
He looked around blankly: the warriors fell to the ground, unaware of their life and death. The scoundrel's face was full of blood, and his eyes were swollen like eggs, and he was still bleeding.
Two bloody, half-black and half-white spheres were thrown on the ground.
Is it the rogue's eyes? Who helped me?
Xiao Tian had no intention to think about this problem and hurried to the gate.
The gate was about to close, and the soldiers guarding the city didn't care when they saw a little begler going out of the city and waved his hand.
After such a shock, Xiao Tian was surprised to find that his illness seemed to be cured? My head is no longer dizzy, and I also have strength, and it seems that the cold wind in winter can't do much on me.
You are really cheap. After eating a steamed bun and getting a stinky beating, you will get better?
This time, he was more careful. He didn't lean on the roadside at all. He just wandered in the wilderness every day.
I don't know what the reason is in Qingqing's little heart. Why are his good friends so afraid to see the same kind?
On this day, one bird rested in a cave for a night and watched the dawn, but Xiao Tian was reluctant to walk and practice in the cave.
Qingqing flew out to find some food and brought back a few wild fruits for Xiao Tian. When he finished his work, he pulled the corner of his clothes to the southeast.
The little guy is psychic. If nothing happens, it won't be like this.
Xiao Tian smiled and said, "Did you find anything?"
He followed Qingqing. After a morning, Qingqing still had no intention of stopping.
Looking that it was noon, Xiao Tian was hungry. He took out dry food from his arms, sat on the ground and ate it. He broke the dry food into pieces and put it in his hand for Qingqing to eat. Qingqing ate a few pieces and flew up to urge him to leave.
In the next few days, Qingqing just led him to the southeast. When she is thirsty, she can always find water. When she is hungry, she will eat some wild fruits to satisfy her hunger.
One night, two people slept in the woods, and a grouse fell beside Xiao Tian confusedly. It was caught by him, picked up some dead wood, and made a fire. Although there was no seasoning for oil and salt in the wild, each bird was still full.
Xiao Tian tore the meat into thin strips and fed it to Qingqing. He was surprised to find that Qingqing ate more than him when eating meat, and more than half of a chicken was eaten by this little thing.
After eating the chicken, Qingqing's little paws touched the bulging belly, let out a satisfied sigh, and swung to Xiao Tian's chest and slept.
The bonfire is blazing, reflecting the handsome face of the young man. Xiao Tian looked at the sky. In winter, the sky was full of stars, and a silver moon hung in the sky, and the curved blue moon was hidden in the blue sky, which was almost invisible.
The teenager sighed, will he always go on like this? Always be a savage? Can such a self avenge his father and Father Xiao?
Xiao Tian didn't expect to avenge the fat man. He always felt that the fat man was still alive. Maybe he would appear in front of him and extend his fleshy hand to him: "Master, you stole the money and come back!"
The road in the Qingqing belt became more and more remote. At first, there were paths stepped on by woodcutters, but later there were purely no people. Xiao Tian didn't care. Instead, he felt that the fewer people there were, the more peaceful and happy he was.
That day, the two walked through a large virgin forest and came to a high mountain. Qingqing sang to him a few times and spread their wings and flew up.
Xiao Tian looked up at the top of the peak, only saw that his neck was sore, and he shouted in his heart, "Bitter!"
The peak is extremely steep, about 1,000 feet high, almost all straight up and down cliffs without any slope. Several shrubs grew sparsely in the stone cracks in the middle of the mountain. The stone wall is smooth, and even a plant such as vines that can be climbed has not grown.
At this moment, Qingqing had already flown away. He was anxious and shouted, "Qingqing, Qingqing! Where are you?" Qingqing never answered.
Xiao Tian's voice was hoarse, but he didn't see Qingqing come back. He sat on the ground and felt sorry for himself: "Is Qingqing finally not back? It's not interesting to follow me. I can't even eat a full meal. No wonder Qingqing will abandon me.