Finally, the friends who went to the Heavenly Phoenix Secret Realm to attend the ceremony were back. Qiuniao Mountain always regained some popularity. Everyone rolled up their arms and sleeves to work, and quickly packed up the crops. Everyone rested and sat around and chatted about this trip to the Phoenix Secret Realm, discussing various things that happened during the ceremony, but it was a surprise to everyone. The crow and the little fox were not interested in the discussions of the people. After a few words, they ran to the valley pile beside them, half lying on the grain and staring at the sky in a daze. Feng Yi and others saw this, and did not disturb the crows and daughter who enjoyed the quiet, and each found something they liked.

Next afternoon, on the back of the valley, the crow lies comfortably in its true form, quietly feeling the maturity of autumn and savoring a fulfilling life. The little fox next to the crow grabbed two slightly burnt corn in his hand, chewed it from time to time, ate it, and chewed it a few times and praised his skills, "threatening" to eat roasted corn every day in the next month.

How to say, the birdman and the swing have indeed had enough of the chaos in the three realms. The simple life of harvesting crops during this period made them particularly happy. At this moment, I was inexplicably irritated when I heard the dispute over power. They really wanted to last forever.

"It's so good."

A gust of wind blew, and the aroma of rice and grass seeds filled with wind immediately broke into the crow's nose. The crow couldn't help but take a deep breath and let out a sigh. The climate in autumn is special, it is very cold in the morning and evening, and it is very hot at noon. Now if you face the sun directly at this time, your face will be red and hot by the poisonous light. Large beads of sweat are constantly dripping down. The traces of sweat flowing on your face are like a knife, making people feel pain and itchy - farmers don't like it the most

The weather is probably this time. But in contrast, if you pack up your crops, hide on the back of the valley pile and rest, half lie on the soft grain, avoid the sunlight, caress the full crop fruits around you, and place a bag of cigarettes without any fire protection, take a hard breath, and then slowly spit out the clouds. The clouds float around the valley pile, and return to your nose with the fragrance of rice. The floating feeling is particularly beautiful - this is the favorite season for farmers.

"If you don't make a living by farming, that kind of farming is the best thing in the world."

Another hot and cool breeze blew, the birdman opened his eyes slightly, looked at his daughter who was eating with his mouth full of gray, smiled, said nothing, and continued to look directly at the sky. The autumn sky is also quite interesting, without the softness of spring, the change of summer, and the indifference of winter. The autumn sky is particularly empty and very "high", with an indescribable pride, which inexplicably gives people a broad feeling, but not the deep and boundless like the sea. The autumn clouds are generally not in any shape, mostly swimming in small pieces, almost not in succession, but if there are large clouds, it must be brilliant, magnificent, golden light

It is not like the black, heavy, blurred, and varied shapes of the summer clouds. In autumn, the large clouds are like a giant mountain floating in the sky. They are very stable and stable, with changes, but they are almost difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Looking around, you can clearly see the rocks, the peaks and the trees in the mountains. The scene is rich, but not colorful, but simply appearing golden, white and dazzling platinum. Even if the autumn clouds are just floating quietly in the sky, as long as you see it, you will no longer think of the majestic music of the drums and gongs. It seems that only this passion and intensity can match the magnificent temperament of the huge autumn clouds, which is more grand than the Lingxiao Palace in the Nine Heavens.

"Girl, do you still want to live in the clouds?"

When the little fox was a child, he liked to watch the autumn clouds. Just like now, he held various snacks in his hand, staring at the golden cloud mountains in the distance while eating, and his expression showed great yearning. He could almost easily find excitement in her eyes. It seemed that a fantasy story about the cloud mountains was staged in the little guy's mind. When he was a child, he felt that the cloud mountains were the "great" mountain, because it was really big, beautiful, very "sovereign" and must be very soft. If he could live in this golden quilt mountain, it would be the warmest and most fortunate

Blessed. Crow is certainly not as stupid as the little fox. He knows the illusion of Yunshan, but often he will cooperate with the swing to imagine what it would be like to live in the Golden Cloud Mountain. It should be very warm and happy. The two fools stared at the Golden Cloud Mountain and could talk nonsense for the afternoon until the mother and the mother came to take them to dinner. The two fools left reluctantly. When they left, the little fox would frown and remember the plot of this fantasy story, hoping that it would be continued next time. It’s a pity that she always forgot, but it’s okay. The next time is a new story and a new beauty.

However, since I learned to fly the clouds and fog, the fantasy of the swing for the clouds and mountains has quickly disappeared. Now, at most, I am lying on the clouds and basking in the sun, and I no longer want to live in them - but it is also very good.

"Chir~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

When the birdman was about to fall asleep, a bird cries suddenly came from a place that was neither far nor near nor high nor low, with a loud and pleasant sound, and it lasted for a long time. The crow opened his eyes again and looked at the sound from the sound. He didn't find anything, but it probably was a lark in the air. The lark is a strange animal. Its screams very loudly, but it is not noisy at all. Instead, it makes people feel at ease and calm. Listening to its screams, you may fall asleep if you are not careful.

The roasted corn on the swing was almost done. He pulled his tail and wiped his black hands. He finally lay down calmly, but he probably didn't get enough of it. The guy kept talking to himself and then roasted a few tender corn. After talking to himself, the little fox turned his head and looked at his father. Seeing it lying relaxed on the grain, the little girl with her hands immediately grabbed a straw stick and poked the crow.

"Can you be honest?" The crow waved his wings and turned to the other side. "Spring is sleepy, autumn is exhausted, summer is a nap, and winter is unconscious. It is the most sleepy afternoon in autumn. Can't you let me sleep for a while?"

"Dad, why don't you eat corn?" said the little fox. "Don't crows like to eat corn the most? It's so delicious. I want to make a few more baked ones."

"You can't wait until tomorrow?" said the crow, "Is it okay to have some promisingness? Tomorrow, I will roast it tomorrow, Dad will roast it for you. Look at the two you made today, they are all baked - it's a good thing you eat. I wanted to taste it, but it depends on your roasting virtue... Alas, I won't eat it."

"I promised it, you can roast it for me tomorrow." The little fox also felt that the roasted corn today was a bit bad, and it was a little bitter, but it was also good. "The old monster seemed to say that it should be delicious to eat corn stewed ribs tonight, right? Sigh~ I really want to try it now. Although our famous dish in Northeast China is pork stewed vermicelli, I actually don't like vermicelli, but corn ripped. Of course, it's okay if it's a chicken stewed mushroom or a big goose stewed in an iron pot..." The little girl talked endlessly, and fantasized about what's delicious.

"I said baby, can you shut up? Dad is sleepy." The crow raised his wings lazily and pointed to Yunshan in the distance. "Baoer, look at that mountain, is it beautiful? Look at the glorious appearance, maybe there is something delicious hidden inside." ωωw..net

"No, how could it be?" said the swing, "It's full of water vapor, how can it hide delicious?"

"Not necessarily ~ Maybe this Yunshan is not water vapor~"

"Then I'll fly inside and take a look~"

"Hey~ what are you flying? Just watch here~ Just like when I was a child, just look from afar~ Baby, it's not a gathering of water vapor, it's a mountain, a mountain made of clouds, a great mountain, a warm mountain, there are many golden treasures in the mountain, and there are many legendary stories..."

The crow murmured and whispered, then fell asleep, leaving only the little fox staring at the clouds in the distance in a daze. The autumn wind blew, and a comfortable enjoyment and innocent dream drifted into the distance along the wind, floating among the mountains and rivers of Qiubiu Mountain...
Chapter completed!