Watching Ye Tian who was still staggering, the little bird seemed to understand human feelings, rubbing its head against his neck, then quietly perched on his shoulder and began to close its eyes to rest.
Ye Tian felt helpless, it must be that this little bird saw him driving away the eagle just now and deliberately latched onto him, seeking protection like an umbrella. This little bird's scheming was indeed clever. Suddenly, Ye Tian felt a chill in his heart. Could this creature actually be some kind of mountain demon?
"What happened?"
Zhang Liang hurried over, and Ye Tian wasn't sure if he had noticed something. Pointing in that direction, he said, "A weird wind blew from over there, and then this happened."
Zhang Liang put down his hoe and walked over to where the wind had come from, bent down to look at the bamboo scattered to both sides, then stooped to pick up a bamboo leaf and smelled it under his nose. Seeing Ye Tian frown, he asked, "Can you figure it out?"
