Chapter 67 Burning the Giant Bird
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"Hey, a present, a present!"
Miaojue was being held horizontally, her two slender legs, hanging in Jinshi's arms, flapping up and down, trying to reach for the scattered bottles and boxes on the ground.
Without blinking, Jin Shi tilted his head slightly, and with a gentle sweep of invisible ash, everything was sent far away.
...very arrogant.
Her long, pale neck, which she embraced, had a prominent Adam's apple and a sharp, defined jawline. The broad chest she leaned against pressed against her, the thin muscles covering her body pressing against her with considerable weight. Meeting the black-haired boy who resembled him so much as a child made Miaojue realize even more clearly that the person before him was now a fully mature man, consumed by lust.
A strong masculine aura surrounded Miaojue. She secretly looked up from this angle and found that even from this unflattering angle, he was terrifyingly handsome.
And this person is the one she will spend the rest of her life with.
How amazing.
The subtle sweetness in my heart is like a seed sprouting, delicate and dense, like pollen fluttering on the branches.
Have you seen enough?
The voice above him was laughing, but his words were also very harsh.
Miaojue quickly looked away, her almond-shaped eyes hiding behind his collar, and muttered somewhat timidly, "Who saw that?"
"If you've had enough of looking at me," the man's thin lips approached her forehead, his voice both intimate and distant, "could you look up?"
Miaojue looked up and saw the red light reflected in his shimmering peach blossom eyes. She quickly turned her head to look at him, and her breath caught in her throat.
The landscape of Mount Culai has been completely transformed.
No wonder the Changming Clan members all flew to the mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas on their own initiative. Besides the hard-won freedom of cause and effect, it was also because... they all understood Jin Shi's solemnity.
For a century, they lived in a fragmented space, giving up their true ancestral land to outsiders. They had only a few dilapidated thatched wooden houses and a boring rural hillside pond. They raised their two boys and girls in this rough and clumsy way.
Now, what Jinshi wants is solemnity, grandeur, and wholehearted commitment.
Then Miaojue saw pavilions and terraces shimmering with light covering the entire mountainside.
Throughout the entire Culai Valley, as you ascend the stream, amidst the flowing mist, countless exquisitely carved pavilions with flying eaves are adorned with lanterns and draped with silk. Layers of red silk cascade down the mountainside like waterfalls, floating with endless red feathers, like a... rolling in red dust.
This is even more fantastical than the mirages that are widely circulated among the people.
The most magical thing is that all the carved buildings and pavilions shift and turn in the flowing light. The wooden window frames that were just in the clouds on the mountainside suddenly fall into view along with the flowing clouds. Feathers wrapped around red candles burn long and brightly.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, she resides in my heart.
Each member of the Changming clan has their own place of residence in their ancestral land. Wei Yi has a glacier, Bu Er has hot springs, Feng Si Zhu Jiu has farmland... and everyone else also has their own miscellaneous "territory".
The Golden Crow did not.
The nest under Moonlight Cliff certainly doesn't count; it was a branch he picked up while waiting. As for Jin Shi, he never had a clear territory boundary because he was the high-hanging sun, the endless ashes. He was unbound and could appear and rest anywhere in the world.
But from then on, he was no longer a migratory bird.
Miaojue looked up at the candlelight flickering in his peach blossom eyes and suddenly understood many of the questions he had asked in his youth.
For example, repeatedly asking her what animals she likes, and deliberately saying that the mountain village is too dilapidated and she definitely won't like them... all of this reveals the sensitive inner world of a boy born into a declining tribe.
Now that he wants to build a home with her, he's personally creating this new space.
The clear, watery light in the girl's eyes made Jin Shi raise an eyebrow; he wasn't looking for a feeling of being moved.
"Hongling feels very comfortable lying down." Her voice was low and seductive, and her beautiful eyes, hidden in the shadow of her brow bone, were incredibly alluring.
Miaojue felt she had overlooked something, but as his breath grew warmer, she was eventually captivated by him, and so the girl murmured, "Then, then we should give it a try."
Soft as a feather, it brings a tingling, itchy sensation.
His chest heaved violently, and his tense back trembled with excitement, as if all his efforts to seduce her had been in vain against her simple words.
Jin Shi turned his head and took a deep breath to cover up his actions. "...There's one more thing."
“The Immortal-Binding Stone is gone, but there will always be people who cross the sea in search of immortality,” he said, glancing back at the dark sea and a slight smile playing on his lips. “And I do not want anyone to disturb me.”
In the past, to separate the mortal world from the celestial realm, Langhuan erected a perpetual sea fog, maintaining its mystery and unknown for centuries.
What will the villain do?
Of course, he couldn't conceal his ancestral land; he wanted it to remain forever under the blue sky. But the surging ashes burned along the coast, turning the entire edge of the ancestral land into scalding, churning mudflats, emitting eerie and ominous poisonous smoke. It no longer looked like the paradise overseas that everyone longed for, but rather like a dark and evil place.
That's so much in line with his style.
Apart from the tribespeople returning to their nests after roaming the land, no human can cross this path, and no one will disturb them again.
And so, that night, their place became a forbidden zone.
The magic formula lay dormant in his heaving chest, speeding away into the mortal world, before finally turning back uncertainly, "Is this really okay?"
In my past life, I set fire to the ancestral stone; in this life, I'm turning the ash into geology.
The final bird of Changming Zushi is indeed a heretical and poisonous villain.
"What do you need celestial dust for?" Jin Shi lowered his head, his beastly nature fully exposed, and bit her slightly parted lips. "Come and fall into depravity in this forbidden land with me."
Miaojue's heart skipped a beat; he couldn't deny that he was completely struck by this moment.
A surging masculine energy intertwined into a scalding net, trapping her completely, yet undeniably possessing an extremely strong... seductive quality.
So alluring.
He confined her to the vast brothel, wanting only to be entwined with her until death.
…
The candlelight casts a warm glow, and feathers adorn the bedside.
The red silk draped down the side of her neck, wrapping around her smooth shoulders.
She is being dressed in a real, elaborate wedding gown.
The process of putting on the clothes is so complicated that "putting on" only accounts for 10%, while the other actions make up 90%.
Miaojue let out a sob.
Suddenly, he ripped open his clothes with his large hand, revealing his naked body.
Miaojue blinked.
This was the first time he had faced his impact so directly. Beneath the spotless white robes, his body had broad shoulders and exuded the power of golden crow wings. His muscles had become more vigorous at some point, perhaps due to excitement and blood rushing to his head, with a mysterious light flowing through his veins and covered in a thin layer of sweat.
His chest, abdomen, and waistline were perfectly proportioned, concealing a wild and overwhelming power. Clearly, this was the skin of a ferocious beast, with untamed wildness bursting forth beneath his beautiful exterior.
There were no scars, everything was perfect. This was the Golden Crow in its prime, and its eyes told her that it would be pecked to pieces tonight.
Miaojue suddenly remembered something, her eyes glazed over, and she pressed down on his hand that was touching her under her wedding dress. "Wait, wait, how did you build all this?"
His mischievous hand paused slightly. He didn't say anything, but he felt her rounded kneecap press against his vital point, and he immediately lowered his head as if startled.
A growing excitement crept into his eyes.
They've gone astray.
"Where did you draw yourself off to create a clone?"
And yet they continue to abuse their own flesh and blood.
A low laugh resonated in his chest. Jin Shi embraced her with admiration, his heart warm and tender. He had no intention of lying to her.
With a flick of his finger, a curved bone materialized in mid-air. Its shape was familiar; it was the dragon thorn he had once given her, his flying bone.
Miaojue suddenly felt a little sad. "If creating a surprise requires your bones, then I'd rather we just lie on the roof of that little mountain village."
"No, my bones have other... very important uses." The voice behind him carried an intoxicating aura, and with a flick of his palm, the dragon thorn bone fell into his hand.
Jin Shi raised Miao Jue's aggrieved eyes, kissed her eyelashes, and forced her to close her eyes.
Then I felt that piece of bone pressing against... a certain point on my body.
Push aside, lean against.
What's even more problematic is that this piece of bone is unusual; it's not smooth at all. Its tip and sides have tiny bone spikes, like…like…
Jin Shi hugged her close, laughing excitedly.
"Let me let you... open it first."
Thus, the secret was discovered: the most deadly thing was that every drop of blood and every bone of the Golden Crow could be transformed into himself, and he had complete control over it.
When the secret technique realized this, it had already begun to vibrate wildly.
The girl sprang up almost instantly, but was held firmly in place by arms and passionate kisses.
Jin Shi watched her expression with almost obsessive fascination, seeing her panic, her impatience, and her reaching the other side.
The bone spikes pressed down alternately, until finally she almost collapsed, sobbing, at his neck.
She didn't know how to accuse him or how to resist this tidal wave, so she could only curse him in frustration.
"I hate you, your bones..."
Jin Shi released the Dragon Thorn, his peach blossom eyes burning hot.
"I heard how annoying you are," he whispered seductively and secretly pleased in her ear.
"You were so loud just now."
…
The brilliant idea made him furious.
My legs were trembling for a long time.
Because of some wicked bird's genius-level development and practice, his bone ash appeared almost perversely anywhere she was, in any crevice, in any area.
This worldly dwelling also wanders everywhere, carrying her cries throughout the entire deserted island.
It must be admitted that Miaojue gradually opened herself up in this process, from being panicked and crying at the beginning to starting to look forward to more.
In this matter, the bad bird indeed used a lifetime of patience.
It happened to be a night of a full moon.
The entire ancestral land was extremely quiet, with only the soft chirping of insects flitting about in the moonlight.
“A good day.” Jin Shi looked up and smiled.
He led her to the highest room, which was dimly lit and had no candlesticks or lamps.
But precisely because of this, the moonlight poured into the windowpane like water, and the gentle glow enveloped the quiet figures.
Ambiguous yet peaceful, their intertwined breaths a captivating beauty unknown to anyone.
"Let's look at the gift first," Jin Shi said with a smile that seemed to precede a hearty meal. "You'll find it useful."
Miao Jue didn't want to dwell on his meaningful look, so she threw a handful of grass at his head and then carefully opened everyone's uniquely shaped gift boxes.
The only thing left for her was that Beiling Ice Robe, but it was not quite the same as the ice robe she had worn before.
She had frozen the pale pink flowers between layers of ice ridges, making them look translucent and beautiful. Miao Jue recognized them as the rare and precious fairy herb that grows extremely rarely in the glaciers of Mount Culai.
Freezing them into the clothing is like re-tempering them. This time, the ice clothing no longer needs to protect her spiritual bones; the only thing it wants is for the little girl to look beautiful.
Miao Jue took a slow breath, a smile in her eyes.
Inside her second brother's wooden box was another familiar object. It was a coral talisman he had given her after he was rescued, when they attacked Langhuan. At the time, he said he had carved it hastily and it could only offer her some protection.
Behind it is the large wooden trunk belonging to my third uncle and fifth aunt, just like many years ago when they built her a house, bed, and wardrobe out of wood. Now it is a sturdy wooden dressing table.
It had two drawers on the left and right, and the carved panel on the top shelf seemed to be able to be opened. Miaojue reached out and lifted the cover, and found that the back was a bronze mirror, under which was a dazzling array of... all handmade jewelry for little girls.
This is a generous gift presented by the two most taciturn parents after much deliberation.
A hand reached out and inserted a jade hairpin into her loose hair bun, with delicate jade leaves hanging down, swaying beside her fair face. Jin Shi lowered his eyes and looked at it for a long time.
Miaojue rubbed her eyes and opened the remaining gifts one by one.
The seeds Tiger Brother and Panda Brother gave her were the rarest and freshest from the ancestral land of Changming. They represented their greatest joy and most dedicated endeavor throughout their long lives.
One gave her melon seeds, and the other gave her bamboo seeds. When she bent down to smell them, the pure fragrance filled with the essence of heaven and earth permeated the entire night.
Yingyu gave her two extremely rare shark pearls. Jinshi said that opening the gift would be useful, and he was probably referring to these pearls. As soon as the magic was activated, the entire room became brightly lit. The light was not dim like that of candlelight, but a light and translucent white light that made people's faces look exceptionally soft and beautiful, which showed how rare they were.
The Complete Collection of Embarrassing Childhood Stories of a Little Bird
Miao Jue chuckled, but after reading only one page, Jin Shi coldly took it away, silently noting it down in his mind.
"Why are you taking my gift?" Miao Jue was amused by Xiao Qi Ge and reached out to snatch it back. "Besides, shouldn't I know all the embarrassing things you did when you were little?"
Jin Shi didn't answer or give her the gift. Instead, he eagerly pulled over the last gift and helped her open Xian Ba's gift bag.
Bottles and jars clattered and rolled all over the floor.
Jin Shi smiled slightly.
Then he patiently picked them up one by one and put them into Miaojue's hand.
Each of these metal bottles was forged by Eighth Sister herself, and the contents inside each have a unique fragrance. On the bottle's surface are patterns carefully drawn by fox paws, telling her that this is for face wash, this is for bathing, this is for protection...
What are we protecting?
Miao Jue paused, then blinked.
Jin Shi smiled and precisely drew away several of the bottles.
"Okay, you can try it now."
…
Tonight is a night of full moon.
Miaojue lay on her pile of precious gifts, held tightly in someone's arms.
His attitude was equally solemn, his long eyelashes drooping, his fingertips rubbing together as if he were performing a serious ritual.
So I used all the jade oils and ointments, applying them tirelessly to various areas.
She angrily and unbearably pinched Jin Shi, her fingertips picking up the oily ointment. The other party, however, accepted it with an even more pleasurable expression, and willingly exposed more areas for her to "apply the medicine" to him as well.
Jin Shi coaxed her while holding her hand.
Up and down.
Some people have no idea what it looks like when their cherry blossom pink fingertips are stained with a thick, white ointment.
Miaojue knew that she was completely powerless to resist and had fallen deeply into his whirlpool of worldly affairs.
Inside, the mermaid pearl and the moonlight reflected each other, it was hard to tell which was brighter. But Miaojue knew that a sun was about to set into her abdomen.
Finally, Jin Shi surrounded her, completely enveloping every corner.
In her daze, she felt as if she had turned into a soft, wet swamp.
Everything will be swallowed up by it painlessly and smoothly.
So she was picked up and sat down.
…
hot.
It's hot!
However, the sobbing could not drown out the violent heartbeat. At first, she could control herself, but as the ship finally reached the shore, the giant waves became uncontrollable.
The Golden Crow is the ashes of a burning fire; it can transform into endless layers, scattering and tightly gripping every inch of the crowded place.
The tactile sensation was terrifyingly precise. His senses could be magnified infinitely, allowing him to instantly detect every subtle difference in reaction and then strike the target point with heavy, precise force.
Miao Jue's pupils went completely blank; only now did he understand what it meant to be non-human.
A series of electric sparks rolled through the cerebral cortex, crackling and popping.
This is something that humans simply cannot do, and it is beyond the reach of human imagination.
Darkness descended, and then the floodgates were opened.
She could almost hear the beasts' extremely joyful roars.
The giant wave was pierced by golden light, and the scorching sun fell into it. The burning pleasure seemed to drive one to madness and obsession. On one side was the decaying rationality, and on the other was a world of bliss.
So that's what it feels like.
In the midst of the turmoil, she saw his tense expression, his almost manic pupils, extremely ferocious, yet the vortex they brought was one of overwhelming pleasure.
So that's how it is... that's how it feels...
He would bombard her with questions: Do you like it? Do you like it this way? Is it better that way? If she doesn't know, he'll repeat them ten times.
The Golden Crow, a divine bird, is unrestrained and has no upper limit.
If needed, he could even conjure up ten.
"I'm...I'm going to die!..."
Beasts exploit humans.
But at a certain moment, at the critical juncture of everything, at the moment when fireworks burst forth and everything merges completely.
Jin Shi suddenly snapped out of his frenzied state and looked at her flushed face.
He breathed quietly, letting the waves subside in his numb mind, and looked down carefully.
What captivated him even more than that moment was her blushing, bewildered expression, and the way she had ultimately fallen for him—this was even more pleasurable than intense sensory stimulation.
So, at the boundary between the darkness of night and the light of dawn, he stopped and, suppressing the pounding of his heart, gazed intently at her.
It's this person, only this person.
It was this girl who descended into his world, grew in his heart, and reunited with him along his pulse.
Miaojue finally got a moment to catch her breath, barely managing to regulate her breathing. She opened her misty, wet eyelashes and whimpered a few times.
Her puzzled voice was as soft as mist in the night.
"What are you doing?"
Jin Shi lowered his eyes, and after a long while, slowly pressed his head into her warm neck, and smiled with relief.
His voice was muffled, but his posture was devout.
He kissed her and whispered something in her ear.
That gentle attitude made it seem as if he was about to let her go.
But then the storm continued, even more violently.
He shattered the fragmented syllables in her throat, trembled as he tilted his head back, and then, as dawn broke, they embraced tightly. He felt the happiest he had ever been in his life.
At the end of blood, tears, and shattered bones.
He can be so happy.
…
Many, many years later, through countless springs, summers, autumns, and winters.
They kissed on the glacier's summit and embraced passionately at the edge of the forbidden zone.
The world does not exist, nor does time.
There was only a bad bird and his tree.
The secret still comes back to that one sentence from that day.
Jin Shi would lower his eyelashes, his peach blossom eyes reflecting the surging passage of time. Then he would embrace her in return and answer her.
"Jinshi, what are you doing?"
I am here…
"To rest".
(End of article)
[Author's Note]
[Crying] It's over! May you be happy forever! [Crying]
The remaining prequel side stories are scattered, with Miaomiao and the bird interspersed throughout, so I don't want to charge for them. They will all be released as bonus side stories, a total of ten, with varying word counts (and there's a high probability of including childhood episodes featuring the wicked bird and Miaomiao). As usual, they will be released after the settlement, so please wait to collect them~
Thank you to all my dear readers for your support! If you can, please give it a rating to mark the end~ We've journeyed together for another while now, and the next chapter won't be far away~
The mountains and rivers remain unchanged; see you in the next book!
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