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Wei Ming observed that the little tiger could not fly, but could only glide. He bent down and hugged the little tiger, and touched the tips of the little tiger's wings with his fingers. The wings were soft and tender, covered with fine down feathers. Wei Ming asked: " Can't you fly?"

"Aww." The little tiger shook its wings in dissatisfaction, and flapped its feathers at Wei Ming.

"It might fly, it's too small now." Tan Changxing said, he raised his eyebrows in disgust, and pinched the tiger's fur, "And it's so fat, how could it fly."

The little tiger glared at Tan Changxing viciously, twisted his body and huddled in Wei Ming's arms, exposing his tail with white background and black stripes, and was floating in the air.

Wei Ming cast a rare glance at Tan Changxing who was just showing his talents, smiled gently, and said nothing.

The two walked to the foot of the mountain and walked towards the beach. As the sun set, the whale in the sky sang high and low, and the ancient and vast tune spread over the vast ocean.

Tan Changxing took a deep breath, exhaled again, and sighed: "If you have the opportunity to meet the whale in the sky once, you will have no regrets in this life."

Wei Ming raised his head, the whale's long fins skimmed over the beach, the huge fins blocked the moonlight and the starry sky, the little tiger in his arms flapped its tender wings, put its two paws on Wei Ming's shoulders, stared Looking up with golden green eyes.

If it wasn't for living on a deserted island, how could it be possible to see whales in the sky, let alone encounter tigers with wings, foxes with antlers, and giant spiders that can weave clothes? Wei Ming thinks that the island is pretty good, at least better than Suiyu Villa.

Tan Changxing looked down from the whale's body and stayed on the distant sea level. He wanted to go back to Song Hai. Maybe that country had changed its dynasty, but he wanted to go back and have a look.He grew up in Song Hai, and that palace was his home, which was also a prison, but he wanted to go back.He feels that if there is no iron heel of the enemy country, he should be living well now.The island is very comfortable, but he does not feel belonging, he is not Wei Ming, he likes imperial power and wealth, power struggles, and enjoys the excitement of struggle, for him, there are many funs.

Tan Changxing tilted his head and looked at Wei Ming: "I want to go home."

Wei Wei froze for a moment, hugged the little tiger and lowered his head, looked at Tan Changxing, his eyes were clear, Zhan Zhanruo Xingzi: "Then I will help you."

"You don't want to go back?" Tan Changxing asked.

"I don't want to." Wei Ming shook his head, rubbing the little tiger's fur, "I like this place."

Tan Changxing frowned in confusion. Among the people he has come into contact with, there is no such person as Wei Ming. He is gentle and kind, occasionally tricks, and shows his intelligence. He is simply a copy of the young hero in the storybook.

Hearing that Wei Ming said that he likes this place, the little tiger happily raised his paws around Wei Ming's neck, and pressed his wet nose against Wei Ming's cheek.

After the whale in the sky sang the last song, the sun had completely set. The giant whale entered the sea and let out a roar that would deafen the two of them. In an instant, fish splashed like rain and fell to the ground.

The little tiger happily jumped out of Wei Ming's arms, fell to the ground, held a bouncing whitebait with two paws, and took a bite.

The antler fox seemed a little obsessive-compulsive, and the killed fish were neatly arranged on the beach, exactly the same way it was placed for Wei Ming's long-eared squirrel.

Wei Ming hurriedly lowered his head to pick up food. There were shells, octopus, all kinds of fish, conch, shrimp and crab. This rain of fish was enough for them to eat for two days.Pickle it with salt, dry it, and it can be eaten for half a month.

Salt is very simple. The little tiger brought them a piece of salt stone, which was white and could be scraped off a layer of fine salt.

Wei Ming and Tan Changxing packed a total of four cloth bags and carried them on their shoulders, while the little tiger and the fox were gnawing on a piece of fish.They were not greedy, as long as they had enough to eat, the two headed towards the mountain hut with cloth bags on their backs.

Walking on the road, Wei Ming said to Tan Changxing: "I don't know how to make a boat, but I can cut some planks for you. Let's look for it on the island. If we find an adult giant beast that can fly, we can talk to it. A deal to send you away." He pondered for a moment, then said, "I think the second method is more reliable than the first one."

Tan Changxing nodded and asked, "Why don't you want to go home?"

Wei Ming smiled relaxedly, being strangled by his mother is not something worth talking about, it's a bit embarrassing, more because he didn't want to use this incident to gain sympathy, so he said: "I don't like my family."

"I don't like it either." Tan Changxing said, what he wants is fireworks in the world, bustling streets and alleys, no need to worry about what to eat next meal, normal human life trajectory, not on a deserted island, living in the world every day. Surprised and frightened, he pursed his lips, "Maybe I haven't gotten used to it yet."

"I don't care where I live." Wei Ming could see Tan Changxing's hesitation, he turned his back full of seafood, and he was in a good mood, "I like this place, and I want to stay." Wei Ming's character is In this way, casual but persistent, he was let down by his mother back then, thinking that there was no love in the world, and devoted himself to the ruthless way. Now he feels that Qianchen Island is good, and he is willing to stay here.

Walking to the top of the mountain, the bonfire was burning quietly. The big spider and the little spider squatted beside the fire, and the ball-shaped sticky net held the fire inside.Wei Ming's bright black eyes reflected the warm bonfire, and his tone was brisk: "We are back."

Six red eyes looked over, and the big spider waved its forelimbs to greet them.

Wei Ming poured the fish into the basin, washed it carefully with well water, cut open the belly of the fish, took out the internal organs and threw them away.Tan Changxing grinds salt stones and sprinkles fine salt powder on the fish.The big spider sat by the fire and spun silk and weaved cloth. The little tiger and the antler fox found more salt stones and piled them on the ground.

Each perform their duties, the scene is warm and comfortable, Wei Ming feels satisfied, the "home" he longed for when he was a child, it must be like this.Three or five friends, tacit understanding is natural, barbecue and chat together, even if there is no chat now, it is enough.

The guts piled with fish attract a lynx.The lynx has pointed ears, alert blue eyes, and yellow and white spotted fur. It wanted to take a bite and go away, but it was too small, so it was pinned down by the fox's paw and couldn't move.

The lynx was about the size of a palm, small and exquisite. The fox bit its neck and picked it up. It closed its eyes and pretended to be dead, thinking that by doing so it would fool all the spirits.The deer-horned fox put the lynx next to Wei Ming, and whined twice. Wei Ming lowered his head and saw a yellow-white kitten lying on the ground with its eyes closed, and said, "If it dies, you can eat it. "

Shan Mao was startled, opened his eyes hastily and stood up, saying that he was not dead.

Tan Changxing sneered, picked up the kitten to have a look, and said, "Not as good-looking as a little tiger."

The little tiger got the praise, proudly puffed up his chest, and shook his black and white fur.

"It can eat the internal organs if it wants." Wei Ming said, lowering his head and continuing to process the fish, "We don't need it anyway."

Tan Changxing put down the kitten and continued to grind the salt stone.

Seeing that they were not malicious, the bobcat carefully bit off one piece of internal organs and dragged away the second one after a while.

Tan Changxing said, "I'm very courageous."

"The animals here are quite courageous." Wei Ming said, "Maybe they rarely see people."

After they processed the fish, they lined up on bluestone slabs to dry, and let the little tiger watch over them, and the two went to sleep.

In order to save trouble, they laid out a large hay bed, and each of them slept on one side.

Wei Ming used his robe as a thin quilt to cover his body, and said softly, "Good night."

"Good night." Tan Changxing responded in embarrassment. No one had ever said good night to him so calmly and gently.

After a while, Wei Ming fell into sleep, breathing steadily and rhythmically, but Tan Changxing suffered from insomnia.