Chapter 59: We are of the same origin, so we should help each other
At the entrance of the village, there is a newly built three-story villa.
Yang Feng was leisurely playing with his mobile phone, watching short videos and live broadcasts.
"Her waist is twisted. It's good to have money. I asked her to clean the windows for me, so she did. Zhang Nuannuan, why are you pretending to be innocent? Aren't you also an internet celebrity? When I go to your live broadcast room and give you money, you still have to call me big brother."
Ever since he made money from the pigeon racing, Yang Feng spent more than 600,000 yuan to build a villa. This is the price of a villa in the countryside. Of course, the interior decoration cannot be compared with a real luxury villa.
The house has been built and the car has been bought. Yang Feng has recently fallen in love with watching live broadcasts.
The female anchors nearby would call him "big brother" affectionately and add him as their friend as long as they gave him a tip of one or two hundred yuan. His circle of friends was filled with welfare photos.
"What internet celebrity? You are just like these anchors. One day I will see you go into your live broadcast room and give gifts. Then you can call me big brother and add me as your friend. I want to see how you act cool in front of me."
When Yang Feng thought about the scene, an indescribable smile appeared on his face and he began to fantasize in his heart. But the next moment, a carrier pigeon covered with wounds flew back and pulled him back from his fantasy.
"How dare you fly back here, you beast?"
When Yang Feng saw this carrier pigeon, he was furious. This was one of the three pigeons he took to the competition yesterday. The other two pigeons won prizes , but this one did not come back.
He had previously received a call from a stranger who said that his pigeon was injured and had landed on their balcony, and asked him to come over and get it.
Bullshit! He directly asked the person on the phone to kill and eat the pigeon. Now it seems that the person on the phone did not kill and eat it.
Looking at the pigeon flying towards the pigeon coop, Yang Feng was about to go forward to catch it when his cell phone rang. It was the person who picked up the pigeon earlier calling.
"I released your pigeon. I thought it was injured, so I fed it, but it refused to eat and kept trying to fly away. It hit the glass window several times, ignoring the pain. I couldn't bear to watch it, so I finally released it."
"You are such a loyal pigeon. You won't even eat the food fed by a stranger. I think the wounds on your body must have been scratched by other birds of prey. You would rather go on a hunger strike than fly back. You are really awesome."
"Thank you."
Yang Feng thanked her lightly and hung up the phone. The mother pigeon would go on a hunger strike to fly back, not because she was loyal, but because she was thinking about the little pigeons in the pigeon house.
He walked to the pigeon coop and saw a female pigeon with many feathers lost and covered in wounds, cuddling with a few little pigeons in the pigeon coop. A cruel smile appeared on his face and he grabbed the female pigeon out.
The mother pigeon struggled to flap its wings, and several little pigeons also made shrill cries, while the pigeons in other pigeon houses all had some unknown look in their eyes.
Yang Feng remained unmoved.
In front of all the pigeons, he twisted the mother pigeon's neck.
"This is what happens when you don't fly well."
Throwing the dead female pigeon to the ground, Yang Feng glanced at the pigeons in other pigeon houses. What surprised Yang Feng was that every time he did this in the past, these pigeons would huddle in fear in a corner of the pigeon house. But this time, these pigeons did not do that. Instead, they flapped their wings in the pigeon house one by one, as if they were about to fly out.
"Why, you flat-haired beasts are going to rebel?"
Yang Feng sneered. He did not notice that the dead female pigeon that he had thrown on the ground was bleeding. The blood quickly seeped through its entire feathers, turning it into a blood pigeon.
Over the house.
At this moment, there are also many birds circling, including sparrows, swallows, cuckoos, and even bats and birds of prey such as eagles and falcons.
When the birds of prey appeared, the little birds should have fled in panic. However, the strange thing was that no bird flew away. Instead, more and more birds gathered and circled over the house.
Cry!
An eagle took the lead and let out a shrill cry.
Then all the birds followed suit, chirping in unison.
Yang Feng listened to the calls and looked up at the sky. He was startled by the dense crowds of birds covering the sky. At the same time, the pigeons in the pigeon house also chirped in response to the birds in the sky.
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"Brother, there are so many birds over there, are they holding a meeting?"
Zhang Nuannuan was in her yard, looking at the birds hovering over Yang Feng's house, and asked Lin Ye curiously.
"We are from the same source, so we should help each other." Lin Ye replied meaningfully.
"What do you mean, what do you mean by helping me, brother? You sound like a fortune teller now, you are not speaking human language."
Lin Ye: ...
My uncle walked out of the house, looked at the sky, his expression changed, and he muttered: "As the old saying goes, when birds of different species gather together, something bad is going to happen."
Zhang Nuannuan couldn't quite tell the birds apart, but her uncle had lived in the village for so many years and had seen all kinds of birds. It was not right to see an eagle, sparrows and swallows circling together.
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Yang Feng's home.
Yang Feng's grandfather, the old man was kneeling on the ground at this moment, constantly kowtowing and bowing to the birds in the sky, and the birds were also circling.
"Shout, what are you yelling for!"
However, when Yang Feng heard the pigeons chirping in the pigeon coop, he became furious and picked up the whip at the side and whipped the pigeon coop!
The whip fell!
In the sky, an eagle suddenly cried out and swooped down from high in the sky. Then, all the birds swooped down as if they had heard a charge.
The old man looked at this scene with a look of despair on his face.
Cry!
The falcon swooped down, and its sharp claws grabbed Yang Feng's arm directly, instantly tearing the skin and leaving a bloody mark.
"brute!"
Yang Feng felt pain and quickly waved his whip to drive them away, but all the birds in the sky fell down at once. There were so many of them that Yang Feng could not drive them all away. Soon he was surrounded by these birds.
“Get lost!”
"Beasts, I'll beat you to death!"
Yang Feng, who was surrounded by birds, screamed and roared. At this moment, the dead female pigeon on the ground had completely turned into a blood pigeon. The old man knelt down and moved to the blood pigeon, kowtowing and begging.
The blood pigeon looked at the old man coldly, flapped its wings and slowly flew up, and the next moment it flew towards Yang Feng.
call out!
The old man's figure also disappeared from the spot, blocking Yang Feng, and was pecked hard by the blood pigeon's beak.
This peck!
The old man's soul dimmed a little.
But he still stood in front of Yang Feng and Blood Dove without moving.
The blood pigeon didn't hesitate and attacked again.
One, two, three...
The old man's soul became fainter and fainter, but finally became almost transparent. At this moment, Yang Feng's clothes were torn and his body was covered with scars. He was lying on the ground in a semi-conscious state.
"Take my soul and redeem my grandson's sin. I will use my soul to exchange for his life."
The blood pigeon was very angry after hearing what the old man said, and it swooped over. However, just when it was about to hit the old man, it turned and accelerated from the left, trying to bypass the old man.
The old man seemed to have expected this, and the moment the blood pigeon changed its route, his figure also moved.
The blood pigeon pecked the old man again.
The old man's soul completely dissipated. At the moment of dissipation, the old man looked back at his grandson with a look of deep worry on his face. But then when he saw the figure appearing at the door , a relieved smile appeared on his face.
At the door, Lin Ye stood there with a complicated expression.
