It is said that Shizun is a devil

Han Jing held the clown bird and Fuwang home with a dazed expression. The roles were reversed along the way. The apprentice became the master, and he was taught by Fuwang so that he dared not speak up.

"You don't know how to raise them. This is not a human child. It grows up on its own after drinking goat milk or something. This is evil spirits. They are born to harm people. Some evil spirits are born to eat people to grow up." Yes, firstly, you don’t know how to raise them, and secondly, when you raise them and grow up, you can’t control them from hurting others. No matter what, you have to bear this debt of conscience. Pick up such an evil spirit."

At first, Han Jing still resisted in a low voice: "Then what can I do if I see it?"

Fuwang glared at him, Han Jing immediately closed his mouth and pretended to look at the scenery.

The clown bird in the palm of the hand is covered with pimples all over its body, and its face looks like a meatloaf that has been slapped flat by someone's palm. His palms were cold, and he suddenly wondered if it was dead.

Fuwang chattered like his teacher's wife, Han Jing didn't dare to speak, and secretly sent a little spiritual energy to the clown bird.

No one paid attention to Fuwang's words, but when he looked back, he was almost pissed off by Han Jing, and wanted to snatch the clown bird from Han Jing's hand, but the dying bird seemed to be stuck to Han Jing's hand, and even raised his head barely , opened his eyes.

Han Jing felt that his spiritual power was constantly being lost while the clown bird was struggling, and as his spiritual power lost more and more, the clown bird grew feathers at a speed visible to the naked eye, emerald green Its feathers seem to be made of glass, each root is green, as transparent and clear as emerald.It was originally a clown bird that could only be held in the palm of the hand, but it had grown to the size of a hand when Han Jing was still confused about what happened.

In desperation, Fuwang used his spiritual power to catch it, and the clown bird stuck to Fuwang's hand again, and he couldn't shake it off.The flow of spiritual power is almost visible to the naked eye, and Han Jing finally understands how to raise this clown bird.

Some evil spirits are born, they are born to feed on the lives of other living beings, this is life, it doesn't care about their future choices, only whether they want to live or not.Many human beings become demons and heretics because they choose to degenerate themselves, but this clown bird has to eat people to grow up, a life that has to eat people to grow up after birth, who can expect them to understand the value of life.

No matter what, Fuwang couldn't get rid of the bird that couldn't let go of one hand. He drew out the knife, gritted his teeth, and clenched the handle of the knife with his backhand. Seeing that his hand was about to be cut off, Han Jing handed out a lot of spiritual power , snatched the clown bird.

Fuwang was startled, and immediately stretched out his hand to snatch it back. Han Jing swept back a few steps, raised his left palm slightly, and the crystal clear ice blade blurred the palm lines. He smiled slightly, but he didn't feel scared, just looked at Fuwang Feeling a little sad: "It seems that there are many things in this world that are hard to change. I have to pay the price for my teacher's own mistakes."

He can't see that there are creatures facing the dilemma of life and death in front of him. He is always willing to lend a helping hand, but he also knows that some bad things in this world are all because of the good intentions at the beginning.Human kindness is a very paradoxical thing. It has been praised all the time, but sometimes it is the reason why people do evil.What a kind person does out of kindness sometimes always makes other people pay the price. This is very inappropriate, but why is it so cold? I don’t know whether it is kind or wrong. It doesn’t matter. ?Is it true that people only need to take care of themselves and live indifferently is the way to be a human being?Han Jing didn't understand, but he had to pay the price himself.

Under the setting sun, the ice blade condensed a touch of oriental crimson sunset glow, and Han Jing looked at the clown bird on his palm unexpectedly calmly.

Han Jing has always believed that everything has a karmic reincarnation. Chickens, ducks and fish enter the mouth in this life, maybe because of sins committed in the past life, or because of the accumulation of blessings in the next life, just like the three or six or nine in the world, he believes that it is due to cause and effect In reincarnation, the sins of the previous life will be repaid in this life, and the blessings of this life will be enjoyed in the next life, but there is no afterlife for spirits and monsters.

The spirit was born in the heaven and earth and conceived, and descended from the belly of another spirit. It has no soul and no soul. It is only this life, and it will be what it is, and there will be no chance to come back.The ice blade pierces the body of this clown bird, and this clown bird will never exist again, and it will be difficult to track back and forth, and hard to find in the afterlife.

This is the only chance for this little monster to live, but today, if he must choose between himself and Fuwang must die, and himself and Fuwang must have a karma, Han Jing can't choose to sacrifice himself and let Fuwang die. Wang and Clownbird survive.

At this moment, Han Jing realized very clearly that his kindness was not about selfless dedication, his kindness was not about sacrificing his life for righteousness, he was just an ordinary person who couldn't let go of many things, couldn't bear the world's people, so he couldn't enter the way of heaven You can't be the person who is destined to be out of his wits.

Han Jin Fuwang and Xiaobaiyang always said that he was too stupid, but he really failed them and was not stupid to the end.He is not as good as they think, he is just an ordinary person who has a high and low in his heart, and he is just a smart person who will choose himself without hesitation once he has to make a choice between his own life and the life of a strange and evil creature.

He understood what kind of person Tiandao was looking for, but that kind of person might really be the only one in the whole world.

The ice blade didn't make any noise, and the crimson of the sunset was even gentle when it fell on the blade. The clown bird shook its green feathers on Han Jing's palm, and opened its eyes.

It is too ugly, and it is even uglier when it opens its eyes. The pupils of its two eyes are only the size of sesame seeds, revealing large white whites. It is really scary. It looks at Han Jing blankly, and Han Jing smiles at it.

Before you die, I hope that the last thing you see in this world is that someone in this world is smiling at you.

This is the last kindness Han Jing can give.

The ice blade slashed across Cui Yu like it was on a slippery stone. Although it was slippery, it was hard and difficult to break through.Han Jing was taken aback, turned his hand upside down to lift the ice blade for Yun, raised his wrist in the posture of slipping his left hand, and the ice blade pierced the clown bird's chest from bottom to top.

The clown bird flapped its wings and flew up.

The domineering traction that sucked spiritual power suddenly disappeared, and Han Jing's right hand was freed from the restraints, and in the blink of an eye, he held another ice blade, the two blades interlaced, and made a clanging sound, striking left and right, trying to chop off the clown bird that had already flown into the air fall.

The clown bird uttered a cry like a baby, turned around and landed on Han Jing's shoulder.

It was clearly able to run, but it fell back. Han Jing couldn't bear it, and the ice blade in his hand lost strength and stopped in the air.

The clown bird squatted on Han Jing's shoulder, closed his eyes, and rubbed Han Jing's ears.

Its feathers look like glass, but they also have the touch of glass, which is cold and jade-like.

Han Jing couldn't bear it, and it was even more difficult to do so.Fuwang was very anxious, imitating Han Jing, condensed out ice blades in both hands, and stabbed fiercely at the clown bird on Han Jing's shoulder.

The clown bird screamed, tightened its wings and jumped to the ground.Fuwang bent his knees and slashed down, the clown bird screamed loudly, flapped its wings and hid behind Han Jing's legs, its wings clasped Han Jing's legs and exploded all over its body to threaten the enemy loudly.Fuwang chased after him, threw the ice blade away with his right hand, and slapped the ground hard. The clown bird only looked at the front, but didn't notice a dry and cracked loess hand floating in the loess behind him. fixed in place.

The clown bird couldn't cry anymore, but its wings were desperately holding on to the cold pants, and it refused to let go.Han Jing couldn't bear it very much, even though he was evil, he was still alive and kicking, and asked him for help, although he was determined not to save him, but he still felt panic in his heart and didn't know himself.

The clown bird raised its neck to look at Han Jing, and found that Han Jing was indifferent to his situation. The earthen hands behind him were getting tighter and tighter. It was already out of breath. Finally, it let go of its wings and slapped Han Jing's legs desperately, in a pushing position. .

Han Jing took a step to the side, the clown bird glanced at him, flapped its wings frantically, its feathers were obviously hard, but after a few slaps, the soil hand was shattered into clods like a sharp knife.The clown bird stood on its head with green feathers, stretched its neck, and rushed towards Fuwang with a scream and fluttered wings.Fuwang took a step back, quickly crossed his hands, and pulled out a wall of fire.The clown bird was obviously a little afraid of the sudden appearance of the wall of fire, hesitated, and immediately turned back to Han Jing's side, with its head against Han Jing's chest, and vigorously waved its wings against Han Jing.

Han Jing didn't know, so the clown bird didn't hurt him, and he didn't know what he wanted to do. He followed the clown bird's force and took a step back, and the clown bird looked back.The wall of fire gradually disappeared, revealing Fuwang's murderous face. The clown bird screamed, flapped its wings more vigorously, and walked against the cold.

Han Jing suddenly had a sore nose.

He clearly wanted to kill it, but it still hid behind him when it was scared.

He obviously didn't save it, but it was so scared that it would die and wanted to run away with him.

He is obviously taller, but it shows its palm-sized back to the enemy.

In this life, it was born to be evil, and it was born to want human life, but what did it do wrong out of its own will?

God owes it, Hanjing owes it, but it is so small, who has ever owed it?

Han Jing stretched out his hand and took it into his arms. The clown bird froze for a moment, looked back at Fuwang who was approaching with raised fists, immediately struggled violently, turned around, faced Fuwang, spread its wings and stretched its neck fiercely. He kept Han Jing behind him.

Han Jing raised his hand to block Fuwang's fist, Fuwang had already released the spiritual power from his fist the moment he raised his hand, it was just a light clap, but the clown bird fluttered like I was fighting with you To tear.

Han Jing's fingertips landed on its head, it turned its head, its long neck was slanted left and right, it looked at Han Jing back and forth, and found that Han Jing seemed to be fine, so he blinked his little sesame eyes in confusion.

Han Jing bowed his head and smiled at it: "I'm fine, be good."

The clown bird rubbed its head against Han Jing's fingertips, flew onto Han Jing's shoulder, stretched out a wing and pointed at Fu Wang, and whispered in Han Jing's ear, staring at Fu Wang while screaming, as if being bullied The small appearance of going home to complain.

Han Jing felt a little helpless: "I really don't understand what you are saying."

The clown bird gesticulated and pointed at Fuwang with emotional wings, and the intention of suing for support could be understood without understanding what it said, but one was an apprentice, and the other was just picked up...a ​​pet?Han Jing could only talk to each other, pretending not to understand: "I don't understand what you are talking about, he is your brother, you have to listen to him from now on."

The clown bird looked at Fuwang in shock, pointing out that its wings seemed to be frozen.

Fuwang still disapproved: "Master, this bird is not a good bird, it will cause trouble sooner or later, its nature is like this, you can't stand it."

Clownbird: "..."

Han Jing pressed the bird's head: "When I can't watch it, I will naturally do what I should do."