The Classic of Mountains and Seas says: "There is a bird shaped like a chicken, with five-colored plumage and patterns. It is called the phoenix."
Zeguang slapped the Classic of Mountains and Seas onto the ground.
Gong Yi picked up the book and said helplessly, "Master, this book belongs to Immortal Qing Jun, who is well known for loving books."
Zeguang pursed his lips in disdain. "It says phoenixes look like chickens? The only reason I haven't burned it is out of respect for Qing Jun."
He knew his master's temper all too well. Though he'd lived for hundreds of thousands of years, he was still like a child. You couldn't scold him or hit him. He loved human delicacies and pastimes, couldn't stand the sound of thunder, and wished everyone would steer clear whenever they saw him. Gong Yi sighed softly, then smiled. That was for the best. Besides himself, who else could put up with his master's temper? Who else could keep his master well-fed and plump?
P.S. The story is cozy at first, then turns angsty later. Feel free to skip it if that's not for you. I welcome criticism, but not insults. If you don't like the story, click the X.
I know everyone hates scum gong and pathetic shou stories. So do I. Reading one makes me feel as sick as if I'd eaten shit. This story has no scum gong or pathetic shou.
Also: This story has explicit scenes, but they'll be posted on the author's Weibo.
Author's Weibo: Song Gu Loves All Kinds of Snacks
