My Father Is Definitely Possessed-Chapter 364 - 200: The Story of Sadako in the Painting_3
The sparrow landed directly on Zhen Wanshou’s shoulder, and he smiled as he spoke to the sparrow in that chattering language.
The sparrow chirped a couple of times in response, flapped its wings, and then flew away.
"Is this... Beast Language?" Li Changqing was taken aback.
Zhen Wanshou actually understood Beast Language!
This was something Li Changqing hadn’t expected at all; this seemingly ordinary person turned out to be such a peculiar figure.
"My sparrow has already gone to the National Guardian Mansion by the White Snake Dao. It will gather intelligence on Li Hengsheng and then return to tell me. It won’t take long,"
Zhen Wanshou said proudly.
"Your Beast Language is truly amazing!" Li Changqing gazed at Zhen Wanshou with wide eyes. This ability was incredible.
"Could you perform it again for me?"
Li Changqing asked.
"Sure!"
Zhen Wanshou seemed satisfied to see the astonished expression on Li Changqing’s face and decided to show off a bit.
Once again, Zhen Wanshou made those strange sounds, and unbelievably, a squirrel came running from afar and stopped in front of him.
Then Zhen Wanshou said something to the squirrel, the squirrel nodded, responded back, and then turned and ran off.
"I told it that I came across a place with lots of pine cones on my way, and asked it to find food there. It thanked me,"
"How about that?" Zhen Wanshou boasted.
However, at this moment, Li Changqing closed his eyes, appearing to be pondering something.
"What’s wrong?" Zhen Wanshou curiously asked.
Li Changqing opened his eyes, looked up at the sky at a pigeon flying by, and astonishingly, he made the exact same sounds Zhen Wanshou did.
The passing pigeon heard Li Changqing’s sound, turned around, and flew toward him.
Li Changqing extended his hand, and the pigeon landed on his arm.
This scene caused Zhen Wanshou’s expression to change dramatically!
How could this be possible!
This ability was something Zhen Wanshou had comprehended when he was young, from a Hundred Beasts Map. He hadn’t learned any cultivation techniques, and was considered useless by his family, leading to his expulsion.
In the end, just by being able to speak with animals, Zhen Wanshou lived quite freely. He initially sold a lot of intel for a living but also faced assassination attempts due to this, barely escaping death on several occasions due to his average skills.
If it weren’t for his many animal friends, he would have truly perished, which led him to a wandering life, no longer choosing to sell intel.
Instead, he enjoyed listening to the strange stories these animals told from their travels.
Zhen Wanshou would wander around telling stories in exchange for drinks.
Until he came to Zi Wu City and met Li Changqing, his stories didn’t really impress him, so Zhen Wanshou performed his unique skill.
He never thought Li Changqing could instantly do the same thing as him.
"Are you a painter?" Zhen Wanshou could hardly believe his eyes.
But an advanced High-Level Painter had seen his capability before without learning it themselves.
Could this person in front of him be a Painting Saint?
Li Changqing ignored him and chatted with the pigeon in that peculiar language. Li Changqing thought that with this ability, he could ask small animals to help gather information on his son.
But Li Changqing still made things a bit too simple.
When the pigeon started cooing back, Li Changqing was dumbfounded.
He could communicate with the pigeon, but he couldn’t understand what it was saying.
He could speak, but he couldn’t listen.
Seeing this, Zhen Wanshou burst into laughter.
At first, he thought Li Changqing had mastered his ability, but it turned out he only learned half of it.
In the end, the pigeon realized Li Changqing couldn’t understand it and flew away angrily.
"Still impressive," Zhen Wanshou complimented.
After all, being able to speak was already quite remarkable.
"Why don’t you stay? You’ll have wine to drink every day," Li Changqing considered that since he couldn’t master this convenient skill, he might as well keep Zhen Wanshou for his own use.
"I’m used to a carefree life, don’t like staying in one place for too long," Zhen Wanshou flatly refused.
"Even the best wine gets tiresome after a while." Zhen Wanshou chuckled, "You want my talent, hoping I’ll gather information for you?"
"Yes," Li Changqing admitted.
"Although wine can get tiresome, stories never get old to hear, do they?" Li Changqing smiled, "You like stories, right? How about I tell you a story? If you think it’s good, why not stay?"
"You can tell stories too?" Zhen Wanshou looked at Li Changqing with some doubt.
"Ha!"
"Ha!"
Why don’t you go to Changting Town and listen? In Shiyan Studio, ask whose story "Zhao Zilong and the Seven In-and-Outs of Pan Jinlian with a Lone Spear" made all the nobles blush.
"Then I will tell you one," Li Changqing took a deep breath.
"Okay, let me listen to your story," Zhen Wanshou sat on the ground, not holding any high expectations. After all, over the years, he had heard all kinds of bizarre stories. Even if Li Changqing’s storytelling was extravagant, he wouldn’t be too impressed.
"Alright, then I’ll tell you one that’s a bit more creepy, okay?" Li Changqing’s tone calmed down.
"Go ahead, I’m listening," Zhen Wanshou said with a chuckle.
