Be a good pigeon today

But no matter what happened to Haiyu, Haiyu's father never asked Haiyu aloud, or cared about his condition.Haiyu also has no time to take care of these things, nor can he express what he thinks in his heart.

In this way, he spent a week in the mountains, accompanied by various animals, spirits, and the continuous faint sound of bells from the temple.

During this period, Zhang Daxia did not explain the situation of hunting down Morui to Hai Yu online, so judging from this, they were in a stalemate, and they couldn't find Morui, and there was no way to catch him.

Haiyu has always been concerned about this matter.Although he may hold everyone back if he goes now, Haiyu doesn't want to watch his friends and family rush to the front line.

He had a hard time during this time, unable to reintegrate into his former home environment, and unable to enjoy the days that could be regarded as vacations.

But he couldn't find the way to deal with it and the courage to face the pain.

When he woke up that morning, he realized that he was almost speechless.

"Dad, coo, dad..." Haiyu yelled inarticulately.

Haiyu's father flew to his side, spread his wings and gently stroked the top of his head.

So Haiyu opened his mouth, and he was able to use his vocal cords, tongue and surrounding air to spit out human words.

"Your spiritual power has dissipated, and I can't help you last too long. You have to make your own choice in this matter, wait, or start over."

Haiyu's flustered emotions came alive again because of his father's words, as if he suddenly knew that he only had 24 hours left, and he didn't know how long, minutes, hours, or days, he would Lose 20 years of hard work and become an ordinary animal again.

This does not seem like a difficult thing to accept, but it is also for animals that have inherently long lifespans.The lifespan of a pigeon itself is at most 20 years. Haiyu can fix his physical age at adulthood instead of twilight because of his spiritual power. Now that he has lost his spiritual power, time will slowly turn for him , this time, he may not have enough lifespan to cultivate the power of transformation.

Although Haiyu doesn't have much obsession with cultivation, and he doesn't have to delay aging or possess powerful abilities.But if he lost all of these, it would be tantamount to losing his experience in human society, his human friends, and Zhong Liyou.

Haiyu closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he suddenly opened his wings, tore off the bandages wrapped around them, and flew into the air directly regardless of the tender skin that had regrown.

As if he was about to die, he desperately wanted to see the first person he thought of, his sweetheart, and wanted to fix the last moment when he closed his eyes in a gentle place.

He flew down the mountain at high speed, awakening the sparrows resting in the mountains, causing passers-by on the mountain path to look sideways, and brought a strong but not sharp wind.

Haiyu didn't know what to say when she saw Zhong Liyou, and how to keep him from looking at her, but at the moment she couldn't care about anything else, and just flew towards the direction she was thinking of.

This time, without the help and company of others, he could only fly and walk to complete the journey that would take several hours at the speed of a vehicle.

Haiyu could feel the newly grown tender flesh on his wings being scraped away by the branches again, and the blood seeped out little by little.His claws were also worn away by fine sand and stones.His feathers became disheveled and covered with dust.His original form, which was kept smooth by Zhong Liyou in the past, has changed back to the appearance of wandering outside, even worse than then.

He used to be able to sleep in Zhong Liyou's warm and comfortable bed, surrounded by Zhong Liyou's reassuring breath and a steady and strong heartbeat; he used to nest on the top of Zhong Liyou's head, and let the huge two-legged beast walk for him Every time he went home, Zhong Liyou would take out a soft and fragrant handkerchief to carefully wipe off the mud on his paws; he used to eat raw meat and miscellaneous grains that were more expensive than Zhong Liyou's usual meals...

He used to be a pigeon loved by humans.

Haiyu flew almost non-stop, and all the animals on the road stopped and looked at him curiously:

Where is he going?

The pigeons that go back and forth all the year round are of course going home.

……

"call……"

This is the third time Haiyu stopped to rest.He sat down on the side of the street, regardless of the dust on the ground, subconsciously stretched his numb paws and wings.

It was almost late at night, and there were no people or vehicles on the street, and the light was dim.Passers-by will not care about the dusty ball.

Haiyu looked at the road signs and calculated the next distance.It's not far away, as long as he crosses the bridge, he can go straight to Zhongliyou's house, and this time he can fly to Zhongliyou's house in one breath.

Thinking of this, Haiyu had infinite motivation again. Regardless of the mottled marks on his dark red paws, he tried to stand up tremblingly, went to the river to find a place close to the upper stream, drank some water, and then continued his journey.

He fluttered his wings, seeing the distance getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but fly faster and faster.

Just outside the street where Zhong Liyou lived, when he flew over the street lamp, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

Haiyu's intuition allowed him to immediately conclude that it was Zhong Liyou.

He flapped his wings and stopped, trying to turn and chase after Zhong Liyou, but he ignored the danger coming from behind.

A hard object suddenly appeared in mid-air, severely slapped Haiyu's right side and hurt him, and even collided with Haiyu's wings, making a muffled sound.

Almost at the same time, Haiyu was deprived of the ability to fly and fell from midair.

In excruciating pain, he heard footsteps approaching him, and discussions of surprise and glee floated above him.He was quickly lifted upside down by a pair of big hands grabbing his injured paws.

Haiyu didn't even care about the painful feeling of being pinched. What he cared more about was the back figure that was about to disappear from his sight. Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he was powerless to struggle, and he could only watch helplessly. The "giants" with ugly faces surrounded him, showing malicious smiles...

Haiyu couldn't help closing his eyes because of the bloodshot head and despair.

When I opened my eyes again, I was locked in a cage full of excrement and blood, which was full of the same stench as a slaughterhouse and other indescribable smells.

And that group of people didn't go far, they were right in front, within Hai Yu's line of sight, in front of him, they lit the stove and put on a boiler filled with raw water.

Even tonight, even now, there is no chance of escaping.Haiyu, like a drowning man holding on to the illusory imagination in front of him, kept screaming loudly, calling for help in the end.

At that moment of despair that was about to enter Haiyu's mind deeply, there was a knock on the door, and Haiyu's familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded:

"Excuse me, I'm in."

Zhong Liyou pushed open the door, and the dim light shone on him, but did not illuminate his face, but Haiyu felt that Zhong Liyou was like a divine soldier descending from heaven.

This made him very excited.

The desire to survive made Haiyu temporarily forget what happened before, rushed to the edge of the cage, and yelled at Zhong Liyou, his voice was hoarse than a duck's, which completely gave people the feeling of weeping blood.

Hearing the pigeon's voice, Zhong Liyou's face was more gloomy than ever. He frowned and said, "Misunderstanding, this is my pet. It sneaked out without closing it properly. Please return him to me."

Those people were really drunk, they dared to beat the pigeons in the sky with their slippers, they also dared to cook and eat the wild pigeons they caught, and even dared to face Zhong Liyou who was exuding black air: "Why is this pigeon yours?" ? Is there any evidence? Whoever catches it belongs to him.”

Zhong Liyou clenched his fist tightly in his left hand, and took out a stack of neatly folded money from his trouser pocket with his right hand, and threw it in front of the group of people without counting: "Please have a meal."

The leader picked up the money and counted it. He determined the amount of money in his hand and put it in his pocket.Zhong Liyou's actions made him mistakenly think that he had just pinched a soft persimmon, and he was about to intensify: "We have so many big men, how can this be enough?"

Taking Haiyu out of the cage, Zhong Liyou, who was about to leave, paused when he heard the words, turned around and looked back: "If it's not enough, we can go to the police station now."

"Fuck! Report it if you have the ability! I didn't do any bad things to her mother. How much is that bird of yours worth?"

Unmoved, Zhong Liyou picked up his cell phone and called his friend at the police station: "Hey, are you asleep? Are you on duty? Can you come to my house? Yes, I met a group of people who are picking quarrels and provoking trouble. They wanted to damage my private property and threatened me with words."

That group of people didn't come across such a way, they were stupid.They looked at each other for a few moments, and in the end they all ran out ahead of Zhong Liyou in unison, and disappeared in the street noisily.

Zhong Liyou stood at the door and watched them leave, then he looked down at Haiyu and wanted to take a step.

But Haiyu broke free from his arms.

Haiyu reluctantly stood on the table next to him, took a deep breath, and planned to speak solemnly to Zhong Liyou, but found that he only uttered a "goo".

Haiyu looked at Zhong Liyou and let out a series of grunts in disbelief.When Zhong Liyou saw that Haiyu insisted on jumping out of his arms, his face was pulled down, and he looked at Haiyu cooing as motionless as a mountain.

At this time, Haiyu realized that he had completely lost his cultivation and spiritual power, and he couldn't even express it in human language.

Zhong Liyou looked coldly at Hai Yu, who seemed to have suffered a huge blow in an instant, as if he was guessing what else he would do, then saw the other party sigh silently, dejectedly, took a deep look at him, turned around, and walked towards Hai Yu sadly. The big pot that was still on the stove.

Yes, Haiyu walked towards the cauldron where the water was already boiling.