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Back in time to early morning.

so cold...

Ling Jun frowned and turned over. Feeling the coolness on his body, he closed his eyes and stretched out his hands in a daze to grope aside, trying to find the quilt that he kicked aside again at some point.

Um?This feel?

Feeling that the movement of his fingers was a bit sluggish, Ling Jun didn't think much about it, he just thought it was a normal feeling in the mist, but the rough touch made him suddenly open his eyes wide, and the drowsiness in his eyes instantly woke up More than half.

Where did my soft (emphasis added) mattress I paid so much for go? ! ! !

The scene that suddenly flooded into his eyes made Ling Jun feel a little strange, his heart was in a state of turmoil, he sat up with a little uncertainty, and then looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

The lush forest is full of green that can't be seen at a glance. The branches and vines that are tightly wrapped around the body grow wantonly, covering all the sky above Ling Jun's head, leaving only a little light golden light from the branches. It poured down on Ling Jun who was in a daze at this moment.

Seeing himself traveling through the primeval forest, Ling Jun couldn't help opening his mouth to complain, but he heard the sound of "cuckoo" coming from his throat. He lowered his head in confusion, observed himself, and then ruthlessly Seriously... silent.

"Cuckoo!!!"

In the center of the forest, an ancient tree rose from the ground, its roots deeply rooted under the soft soil, exposing the thick and powerful waist of the ancient tree on the ground, as well as the lush leaves.

On the body of the old tree, a dark green vine is twisted and twisted, winding upwards along the body of the old tree, together with the lush branches and leaves, straight into the sky.

On the branch of the old tree, there stood a snow-white pigeon, its feathers were as white as snow, and its slender feathers spread like a folding fan. It stood quietly at the treetop at a 45° angle and looked up at the sky.

The sharp beak of the white dove is not like the usual reddish-brown dove, but a coquettish blood red, like a drop of blood suddenly falling on a piece of white paper, which is very conspicuous.

At this time, the white dove's round little bean eyes were staring blankly at the void in front of him, his eyes were loose, and there was a touch of sadness on his fluffy face.

Ling Jun looked at the densely covered trees around him, looked down at his little wings and short legs, his eyes were desperate, he felt dizzy for a moment, he sat straight on the branch behind him, The wings also hung limply on the sides of the body.

Am I afraid I am dreaming? ? ?

Ling Jun was desperate, very desperate.

Why is it that others only wear a book at most, but I buy one and get one free, not only wearing a book, but also a second time travel service?

If I can turn back into a human, I can buy a lottery ticket every minute, Ling Jun thought silently.

No, looking at it this way... I seem to be unlucky?

After going through this miraculous experience again, after being shocked, Ling Jun was a little strangely calm, and he even thought bitterly: By the way...how did the pigeons fly here?

Immediately, Ling Jun lowered his head and looked down, covering his eyes weakly, only to see a fluffy white area in his line of sight, making him even more desperate.

What's the matter with this height that seems to be able to kill a pigeon?!

Very well, Ling Jun has happily accepted the fact that he has turned into a pigeon.

"This must be a dream, it must be." Ling Jun muttered to himself, closed his eyes and fell into the nest behind him, imagining that everything would return to normal when he woke up.

Woo, to be honest, I still can't accept that I have become a pigeon, what should I do?

This kind of book transmigration also comes with the benefit of turning into an animal, can I not?Tears jpg.

In the eyes of outsiders, the snow-white pigeon was lying in the nest with its limbs stiff, and its whole body exuded a breath of despair. Only the rising and falling abdomen proved that he was alive.

"..."

"..."

A gust of wind blew by, and Ling Jun shivered involuntarily. Well, the main reason was that he was hungry.

Even though he really wanted to quit, Ling Jun accepted the fact that he became a googuk with a "happy" attitude, after all, the world eats the most.

A real pigeon dares to face difficulties!

But when Ling Jun unskillfully controlled his Gu Gu Jing's body and staggered out of the warm nest, his heart was extremely desolate.

Who can tell me!Why!This pigeon is going to live in such a tall tree! ! !

Good guy, Ling Jun widened his little eyes and looked down in horror.

Well... high, it will kill the pigeon.

Ling Jun looked sadly at the nest behind him, then at the surrounding trees, and confirmed that this is a pigeon with personality.

Logically speaking, pigeons belong to social animals, but the pigeon possessed by Ling Jun is different, and resolutely maintains his temperament of being single and noble.

In addition, Ling Jun looked at his powerful short legs and sharp claws, and once again realized deeply that this pigeon brother is a fierce and real bird of prey.

"Goo~"

Don't get me wrong, this is not Ling Jun's cry, but the sound of his hungry stomach.

A series of recipes that pigeons can eat flashed through Ling Jun's mind, but he died before he was ready. Now he is faced with the question: How can he, a novice, fly?

Crooked, are there any birds?Teach the pigeon to fly~

Ling Jun stretched out his little feet tentatively, then quickly retracted them, balling himself into a ball in fear.

After going back and forth N times like this, Ling Jun was torn between starving to death and falling to death, choosing to fight.

The start is in hell mode, and Ling Jun feels that if he is not a chieftain, he can no longer be a chieftain.

"In the future, we must be more active in doing good deeds and build up our character." Ling Jun muttered other things in his heart to distract himself from his nervousness, while twisting left and right to get familiar with his Gu Gujing's body.

After feeling certain, Ling Jun cheered himself up in his heart, and then dived down with his eyes closed.

I'm going, I'm going, I'm going to go!

Ling Jun flapped his wings quickly, and the white dove flew crookedly, but he was still unskilled in his business, and he lost most of his strength due to hunger, so Ling Jun fell to the ground crookedly with a "slap" Several innocent grasses.

"Look, brother, there is a pigeon here!" A rough voice sounded not far away.

Ling Jun heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer to him, he wanted to get up, but felt pain all over his body, hungry and weak.

Ling Jun: Destroy it!

Ling Jun stomped on the ground, feeling that Ge Sheng had lost hope, was he going to die like this?I am really a failed pigeon QAQ

A tall, dark-faced man picked up the pigeons on the ground, Ling Jun felt that he was useless again, without him, this man's strength is really too much!big!up!

I felt like I was going to die on the spot.

"Brother, it turns out that what you said about waiting for a rabbit is true. I wondered how could there be such a stupid rabbit, but I got a stupid pigeon, hehehe."

Damn you!Ling Jun wanted to stretch out his middle finger to despise this ignorant man, but because he had become a googum, he could only raise one wing with great effort.

"Look, brother, Xiaobai also agrees with what I said!"

Following the man's excited movements, Ling Jun floated in the wind like a shell that had lost its soul, his eyes turned black, it turned out that he didn't starve to death or fell to death, but was shaken to death by this man!

Ling Jun: Tired and don't like jpg.

The man holding Ling Jun, that is, Liang Sheng, looked at the white pigeon in his hand excitedly, and licked his lips for some reason, "Brother, let's eat roasted pigeon!"

Ling Jun:! ! !

"Cuckoo, cluck, cluck!" Pigeons are so cute, how can you eat pigeons? !

Ling Jun suddenly felt that his strength was regained, and he frantically reasoned with this man, but he could only make a "cuckoo" sound.

Zhang An walked up to Liang Sheng, slapped Liang Sheng forcefully, and said with hatred: "Which one of my meals is missing, you are eating too much, you are drinking too much, why don't you even let go of a pigeon with little meat?" Pass!"

Ling Jun: "Cuckoo, cluck." That's right, I don't have much meat, and I haven't showered for a few days, it's not delicious!

Liang Sheng scratched the back of his head, and smiled honestly, "I also heard people say..."

Zhang An also knew that his brother didn't have any evil intentions. Although he looked simple and honest, he had a lot of intentions. No matter how curious he was, he couldn't eat the white pigeon in front of him.

My brother is teasing this pigeon now!

Ling Jun was disheartened, and the whole body of the pigeon was full of despair.

Is he going to die here today?

Zhang An comforted Liang Sheng's shoulder, put on the majesty of his elder brother, and said, "Okay, okay, stop teasing him, and give me the white pigeon."

"Look at scaring the little guy." Zhang An signaled his brother to look at the dejected pigeon in his hand.

Liang Sheng withdrew the gaze that Mimi had been watching Ling Jun's expression, and put the white dove in Zhang An's hand. Zhang An looked at Ling Jun lovingly. The snow-white feathers on the white dove were a little dusty. He gently wiped the dust away with his fingertips.

Ling Jun lay leisurely in Zhang An's dry but warm palm, gratefully watching the firm-faced man bandage himself up, and rubbed his fluffy head against the slightly rough fingertips of the other party.

Good people will be rewarded, Ling Jun rubbed his fluffy head against the man's fingertips.

Liang Sheng looked enviously at Ling Jun acting coquettishly with his elder brother, and wanted to say something, but when he thought of his wicked behavior just now, he had no choice but to give up.

Ling Jun glanced at Liang Sheng, decided that the big pigeon could hold a boat, and stretched out his head to gently peck the opponent's tiger's mouth with his small sharp beak.

Ling Jun's movements were very light, but it didn't prevent the other party from laughing like a fool.

Zhang An put the white pigeon on the ground, took out a few corn kernels from his trouser pocket and put them in front of Ling Jun, and lovingly touched the little pigeon's head.

"You have to be fine."

Then, Zhang An and Liang Sheng left, and Ling Jun looked at their backs with moist eyes.

Ling Jun lowered his head, and silently muttered the yellow corn kernels in front of him. He was tasteless and couldn't taste anything, but there was a warm current in his heart all the time.

Slightly filling his stomach, Ling Jun was bouncing up and down on the grass to move his somewhat sore body, but unexpectedly, a shadow came over him.

Ling Jun: What kind of plane are you doing? It’s endless, isn’t it?

Oh, there's no need to face it this time, Ling Jun thought at the last second when he lost consciousness.