"Like the Spirit Eye?" Agares didn't expect that the ginkgo tree in the courtyard would give Jiang Si this feeling. The Spirit Eye and A Ying died together, their souls vanished without a trace, leaving nothing behind. She was in great pain, she was heartbroken, and she was powerless to save them. Now, this tree gave her the feeling of the Spirit Eye. Could it be the Spirit Eye? Could it be a small tree that he regenerated?
Jiang Si pressed her palm against the window, staring intently at the tall, slender ginkgo tree whose branches rustled in the still air: "Yes, it feels a lot like a spiritual eye to me, gentle, warm, full of joy, with only me in its eyes."
"Look, there's no wind, but its branches are swaying. It's greeting me. It's saying hello because it sees that I've slept well, that I'm awake, and that I have energy."
She saw it yesterday too; it stood there quietly, unassuming, even the wind was silent.
There's no wind today, so its leaves are rustling. Isn't that a greeting or a wave to her?
Agares didn't have the feeling that Jiang Si had described. The ginkgo tree in front of him was slender and taller than any ginkgo tree he had ever seen.
But it is thicker than those smaller trees, and thinner than some trees that have transformed into humans and have developed consciousness.
Apart from that, there's nothing special. No, there is one special thing: the Roc family of three made their home in this tree.
The Roc is an orc of the beastman race, the overlord of the skies among birds. The fact that they made their home in this tree indicates that this tree is better than other trees, with purer plant spiritual energy, making it more appealing to birds.
Most importantly, the orcs are rocs that can transform into humans. They are extremely picky and particular about where they live, and the place where they live must be the best place imaginable.
"Could it be that he's back?" Agares turned his gaze to Jiang Si: "Jiang Jiang, could it be that the Spirit Eye has returned? Didn't Ms. Simu Bei say that this tree was brought back from outside by the Roc?"
"The roc you raised is no ordinary bird. It belongs to the roc clan of beastmen. People of this clan live in seclusion and prefer to live on high mountains, cliffs, and ancient trees."
"The high mountains and cliffs they chose are places full of pure spiritual energy, and the ancient trees they chose are trees that are hundreds or thousands of years old and can emit plant-based spiritual energy."
"As we see this tree with the naked eye, although it is only as thick as a bowl and small, it is tall; it is the tallest thing in our city!"
It is the highest thing, and it gives people the feeling of overlooking the entire city and protecting the entire city. It is also located in the center of Jiang Jiang's room and courtyard, which also means that it protects her.
He doesn't believe in coincidences, only in deliberate and intentional acts.
Jiang Si opened her mouth slightly, turned her head to look at Agares, her heart pounding: "Agares, you think it's him who's back? You think it's him who's back?"
“Maybe he’s back.” Agares placed his hand on her waist. “Go and touch him, feel him. If he’s back, touch him and you should be able to feel it. He will definitely make you feel it.”
"Okay, okay!" Jiang Si was as excited as a child. Agares gave her an instruction, and she did one action. She pushed herself against the window and climbed out in her nightgown.
Agares followed closely behind her, wearing a nightgown, and climbed out.
Jiang Si walked towards the tree in the yard, not fast, but very slowly, with a kind of fear of being close to home yet hesitant, afraid of being disappointed by mistaking it for someone else.
Agares followed behind her, neither urging her nor making a sound, silently following her, guarding her, watching her, and looking at her, so that she could see him as soon as she turned around.
No matter how slow her steps, she was filled with fear. As long as she kept walking, she would eventually reach the end. Jiang Si stopped in front of the tree, and the rustling branches also stopped.
In that instant, everything seemed to fall silent, time stood still, the air surged, and between heaven and earth, only she and the tree remained, gazing at each other.
Jiang Si raised her hand, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, but before she could touch the tree in front of her, her eyes stung, her heart ached, she felt sad, and she wanted to cry.
As his hand drew closer and closer to the tree, just as he was about to touch a branch, suddenly, with a whooshing sound, the roc flapped its large wings and plummeted straight down the tree.
Its enormous size caused a small mountain to fall from the sky and crash down. Agares stepped forward, grabbed Jiang Si's arm, pulled her back a step, and stood beside her, watching the roc crash down close to the tree: "Roc, we used to think you were just an ordinary, intelligent bird, and what you did was just like an ordinary bird."
"But we were wrong, we made a mistake. You are a bird-man of the orc race, capable of transforming into a human. It's pointless for you to pretend to be a bird!"
Before the roc even landed, it heard Agares's words and was struck like a thunderbolt from a clear sky. The lightning struck its wings, causing it to lose its balance and fall off.
The roc, with wingspans of several meters, had thick, powerful, and sharp yellow claws. It was so big that it couldn't fit in a stew. When it fell to the ground, it looked like a dog had eaten shit, both pathetic and funny.
This thing, which had fallen face-first on the ground, used its claws and wings to get up, clinging to the tree, pushing its wings, shaking its head, and calling out.
It doesn't, it's not; it's just an ordinary, sentient bird, not a bird-human that can transform into a human.
What do orcs and birds have to do with this innocent little bird?
Agares didn't believe it, and neither did Jiang Si, who told them that the birdman who could transform into a human was Hu Xian, the prophet of the orc race.
Hu Xian had no reason to lie to them, nor would he mistake their orc bird for a bird, so no matter how much the roc denied it, they didn't believe him.
Before Jiang Si could even touch the tree, the roc came to her. Wanting to know where the roc had found the tree, she took a step forward and stepped on the roc's claw.
The birds in the greenhouse have huge claws. When an ordinary person steps on their claws, they don't feel anything at all; it's not even a scratch.
But now it was ginger shreds stepping on its claws. It instantly felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing at its claws, and it also felt like a bird that wasn't quite dead yet, covered in maggots crawling and gnawing at its flesh.
Jiang Si crushed it with her foot, and the roc felt even worse as it was being gnawed by thousands of insects and crawled on by thousands of maggots. It made a quacking sound. The overlord of the sky was turned into a duck with its neck being strangled, and all it could do was quack!
After crushing the ginger with her foot, Jiang Si reached out and hooked her finger at the roc. The roc, feeling uncomfortable all over, lowered its head, deliberately drooping its head to avoid touching Jiang Si with its sharp beak.
Jiang Si raised her hand and slapped it on the head: "Little cutie, little baby, I'll count to three. If you don't turn into a human, I'll throw you into space and find 10 or 8 male boyfriends for your wife and 10 or 8 stepfathers for your daughter!"
Roc: "!!!!"
Who told them he could transform into a human? Come out and see him or he'll peck you to death!
Transforming into a human, transforming into a human, what's with transforming into a human?
Isn't it good to be a bird?
Using its own body, it soars through the sky, so majestic, powerful, and handsome.
Why bother transforming into a human? You need to wear clothes and shoes. It's so inconvenient to look like a human, and so ugly to look like that.
Seeing that it didn't make a sound, Jiang Si started counting: "Three...one..."
"You're not playing by the rules!" The roc instantly transformed into a tall, naked man with dark skin, a strong body, and muscles all over his body. His huge wings covered his private parts, preventing him from passing. He was also wildly arrogant, and he opened his mouth to accuse Jiang Si: "Weren't we counting to three? Where's the two? Where's the two?"
It can't beat them, it can't slap them, it can't peck them; it's a bird that knows when to yield.
Jiang Si noticed that all the men she knew were quite tall, each over 1.8 or 1.9 meters. The only slightly shorter one was Bai Shaoqing, who was over 1.7 meters tall, and even Wei Chi was 1.79 meters tall.
The bird-like man in front of me was about two meters tall. He was quite dark-skinned, not in the sense of being black, but darker than bronze. He was very strong, with beautifully defined muscles, an aquiline nose, and a rugged, wild appearance. His eyes flashed with a sharp, foolish yet cautious glint.
He looked tall, big, and strong, but also inexplicably had a hint of stupid cowardice about him!
Jiang Si snorted coldly, her aura fully unleashed: "Baby, if I really don't play by the rules, and one pot isn't enough to cook you, I'll roast you in two ovens. How can you still be living arrogantly here, yelling at me like that?"
The roc tried its best to explain: "I didn't yell at you..."
Jiang Si interrupted him: "Don't explain. Explaining is just covering up. Tell me, what's your surname, your given name, where you live, and what your purpose is in becoming my pet?"
The roc had two wings; one wing was in front of its leg, and the other wing was covering its big buttocks. It really wanted to shout, "Can I put on some clothes first? Being a human is really troublesome; it's embarrassing not to wear clothes."
But when he met Jiang Si's eyes, he realized that if he didn't confess honestly and be lenient with the truth, he would really be plucked, gutted, oiled, grilled, and eaten.
The roc's rugged and wild face revealed a smile that was both simple and silly, yet sharp and contradictory: "Master... oh no, Princess Jiang Jiang, I am a roc orc, a bird of the beastman race. I live in the mountain cliffs of the third planetary cluster of beastmen. There are hundreds of people in my family, and each bird lives at one cliff entrance. I have had a disease since I was a child, face blindness, so I am not familiar with my hundreds of family members at all. The main problem is that I don't recognize them all, and I think they all look the same."
"I don't have any ulterior motive for being your pet. I just find you fragrant and the spiritual energy you exude makes me feel comfortable."
"Actually, the main reason is that there are too many birds in my family. The spiritual energy in the caves by the cliffs and in the forests is absorbed too much, making it thin. Also, my bird parents always control me and make me transform into a human to get to know the hundreds of people in the family and serve the Beast King!"
"I'm lazy, I'm incompetent, I'm a coward, and I don't want to be human at all, so I went to the neighboring cliff cave and kidnapped a female bird, and ran away to that planet full of ginkgo trees."
"When we went to that planet, we found it to be full of spiritual energy. It was like paradise, so my wife and I lived there and that's when we met you."
"Because you are more pleasant and sweeter than those ginkgo trees, and since all those ginkgo trees have run off with you, I discussed it with my wife and we decided to run off with you too. Anyway, my wife and I are both superfluous members of our family, people with no ability or presence. Our family won't miss us, and no one will ask us anything if we go with you!"
What's the key point?
After rambling on for a while, we still didn't know his name. Just as Jiang Si was about to ask him his name, another female roc fell from the tree.
During the fall, she transformed into a woman with short, neat hair, wearing a black dress, with a dignified appearance and a capable look.
As soon as the woman came down, she slapped the roc on the head. After slapping it, she poked its forehead and said, "Jialuo Xuanqing, are you crazy? Master asked you to introduce yourself, and you rattled off a bunch of nonsense without even telling Master your name. Is that acceptable?"
The roc, Jialuo Xuanqing, clutched his head where his wife had hit him. The nearly two-meter-tall, strong man looked utterly aggrieved: "I didn't even have a chance to say anything. It's not like I didn't want to. Why are you being so fierce? I'm already stupid, and you hitting me makes me even stupider."
"You're so stupid, get out of here." The woman pushed him aside with her bottom and stood in front of Jiang Si, smiling as she said, "Master, my husband's name is Jialuo Xuanqing, and my name is Jialuo Ying. We have no ill intentions in following you, nor are we trying to hide anything from you."
"The main thing is that my husband is a fool. He doesn't like being a human. He prefers to be a bird. He feels free, carefree, and comfortable."
"Since you're so kind to those trees, my husband and I thought that without those trees, the spiritual energy on that planet wouldn't be enough, so why don't we come to Earth with you?"
"Actually, the origin of our Dapeng clan can be traced back to Earth, China. Earth can be considered our first home. You said you wanted to bring those companion spirits and trees back to Earth, and we also wanted to see what our homeland looks like, so we came."
Jiang Si gazed at the man and woman who were transformed from the Garuda birds before her. The Garuda bird in Sanskrit means Garuda.
The male Garuda is called Jialuo Xuanqing. Xuanqing means deep black. The name of the deep black Garuda is very descriptive and fits the characteristics of his species.
The female Garuda is called Garuda Shadow, and the word "shadow" also refers to an indistinct image or impression, which is consistent with the mysterious existence of Garuda in mythology.
“We really don’t have any ill intentions towards you.” Seeing that Jiang Si was silent and staring straight at the two of them, Jialuo Xuanqing’s heart was pounding, which was not in line with his nearly two-meter-tall stature. “Master, really, we can swear to heaven, we can swear on my daughter, we really don’t have any ill intentions towards you.”
"It's mainly my fault, my fault. I don't like it when I, a bird and the overlord of the sky, wear human clothes and act all high and mighty like a dog!"
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