Hun Jun's Pigeon Essence

Angrily leave.

In the evening, Lu Ge was awakened by the mournful cries of pigeons. Seeing the dim environment, he huddled in the corner of the cage in fear. He looked up and saw the man standing in front of the fire, chopping the pigeons with a knife. His pupils shrank and his whole body trembled in fright.

That person is abusing pigeons! ! !

Only then did it realize that it was surrounded by homing pigeons just like it, whose feathers were already knotted, weak and unable to call.

I accidentally bumped into the cage behind me, and the back of my neck suddenly hurt so badly, I couldn't feel my wings hanging on the sides, and even the pigeon legs couldn't stand up.

It seems to be a disabled pigeon....

Aware of the current situation, Lu Ge collapsed on the ground in despair, but soon regained his spirits. It must escape from here. Even if it cannot escape, there is still the pigeon-killing boy. When he finds that it is missing, he will definitely send someone to look for it of!

Seeing the slaughtered pigeon being turned into a roasted squab and being taken out by the bad guys, Lu Ge took a deep breath, endured the pain in his body, and slowly moved to the door of the cage with his belly arched.

With a little distance, it was sweating profusely, its face was pale and its feathers were dull. With difficulty, it opened its mouth and bit the iron bar that locked the cage, and pulled it to the side with difficulty, secretly praying that the human being would never come in.

Fortunately, it finally opened the cage before the man, looked at the other pigeons around, gritted its teeth, turned around and hid in the woodpile, and then sneaked out at night when no one was around.

Because the cage that trapped Lu Ge was at the innermost, and the kitchen was not very bright, the cook didn't notice that the squab he picked up had escaped.

At night, Lu Ge stretched out his head and looked around cautiously. He was relieved to see that the cook who killed the pigeon with a knife was not there. He lay down on the ground enduring the pain, and pouted the pigeon's buttocks to the outside.

The hall was outside the kitchen, and it was pitch black at this moment. Lu Ge could only vaguely see the general appearance. With difficulty, he bypassed the tables and stools and crawled towards the closed door.

I was so tired in the middle, I couldn't help but stop for a while, my face and body were soaked in sweat, and there was a trace on the ground.

Seeing the glowing moon through the door and window, he was instantly full of motivation. He gritted his teeth and crawled to the door. Looking at the closed door without a single gap, he racked his brains to find a way to escape.

With a flash of inspiration, Lu Ge thought of a good way. It could wait until dawn the next day, take advantage of the people here to open the door, and then run out like it was in the kitchen just now.

With sparkling eyes, he found a safe corner, tensed his body and waited for the dawn.

Proton House.

Bai Ye stared at the man in black kneeling on the ground with gloomy eyes, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and the teacup on the table next to him was broken into pieces.

"Missing?" asked the man in black with a cold tone.

"Master..." Bai Ma, who was kneeling at the front, had a complex expression. He didn't expect someone to catch the carrier pigeon in the Proton Mansion: "It's because the subordinate didn't do his job well, so someone came into the mansion and took the carrier pigeon away."

The corner of Bai Ye's mouth curled into a sneer, and he bent his index finger and tapped the table. The low air pressure around him made the people in black kneeling on the ground tremble, especially after hearing the master's laughter.

"Go find it." The young man on the high seat parted his thin lips lightly, and his big bony hands tightly held the box in his hand, which contained the dried fish he bought for the pigeons, his fingertips turned blue and white due to excessive force.

"Yes." Many men in black did not dare to neglect, retreated into the night and ran around, quickly searching for the master's love pigeon.

In the cool night, Bai Ye was the only one left, with his neck slightly lowered and staring at the box in his hand in a daze, the cold wind blew by, the shattered hair on his forehead scratched his eyelids itchy, and he shook his head slightly when he came back to his senses.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, got up and went back to the room to take medicine, thinking that the carrier pigeon might be injured, a feeling of tyranny surged deep in his heart, he changed into his clothes, put on a black cloak, and resolutely walked outside.

Holding the long sword at his waist, he walked down the street with sharp eyebrows and scarlet killing intent hanging from the end of his eyes.

Fortunately, the whole face was buried in the hood, otherwise people on the street would definitely find out that the person who exudes an unfriendly aura is actually Mr. Bai from the Proton Mansion!

When I came to the shop where I bought dried fish during the day, I looked at the crowds around me, and the flock of birds flying in the sky flashed in my mind. The feathers I found in the building that day were similar to those on them, or the pigeons and pigeons. They know each other.

Realizing this, Bai Ye searched in the direction where the birds were flying. The further he went, the darker it became, as if the moonlight couldn't shine in here.

Walking to a closed shop, there was suddenly the sound of a dog barking inside, vaguely mixed with other sounds, but it was quickly covered by the barking of the dog.

Bai Ye's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he pinched his eye sockets to look around. However, his vision was damaged at night and he didn't find anything, so he had to continue walking along this road.

For a whole night, the boy wore a thin black cloak and searched the capital for a long time, but he still couldn't find any trace of the carrier pigeon.

The sky was bright, and the roasted pigeon shop opened on time. In the early morning, there were not many people eating roasted pigeons, so the people in the shop opened the door and went upstairs to continue squinting. This gave Lu Ge a good chance.

Looking at the gate in front of him, he took a deep breath, crawled out with his body bent hard, smelled the fresh air, his eyes flashed with joy, afraid of being discovered, he slowly escaped along the base of the wall.

The birds guarding the tree saw it sharp-eyed, and flew over to surround it, chirping and asking what happened to it, or the first bird stood up to calm them down, and directed other male birds to fly the carrier pigeon with it. back up.

Then there was such a scene on the road in the early morning, the chirping birds carried a dirty carrier pigeon on their backs, and flew slowly and carefully.

Gu Li, who was passing by, frowned when he heard the noisy voice, opened the curtain with his white hands, and looked outside.

Recognizing that the carrier pigeon in those people's mouths belonged to Bai Ye, the red color on his forehead became deeper, his throat moved slightly and his voice was cold: "Stop, go and bring that carrier pigeon up."

Hearing the order, the servant who followed immediately jumped out of the carriage, pushed through the crowd and walked towards the flock of birds. When he saw the carrier pigeons on them, he gasped.

Why did Mr. Bai's carrier pigeon become like this?

In the past, the creamy white homing pigeon was covered in dirt, its wings and legs drooped weakly, and the roots of its feathers were mixed with blood.

Hearing the movement, Lu Ge endured the pain and raised his head, recognized him as the person next to Mr. Gu, and said to the birds who rescued him, "Cuckoo..." He is a good person...

The birds heard the words and flew to the human with the pigeons on their backs, and handed the pigeons to him.

The servant was flattered, remembered the master's order, and hurried forward to put the carrier pigeon in his arms, avoiding its wound and hugged it gently, thanked the birds and returned to the carriage.

"My lord, the carrier pigeon is seriously injured." The servant respectfully handed the carrier pigeon to the master, and quietly waited beside him for orders.

The carrier pigeon lay dying in the palm of the young man, Lu Ge weakly rubbed against his hand, and said in an inaudible low voice, "Coo..."

A cold light flashed in Gu Li's indifferent eyes, and he looked at the boy expressionlessly: "Someone ask for leave, please call the veterinarian, and check for me, who injured the carrier pigeon."

The number of times the master has spoken long words can be counted on the fingers, but this also proves that the master is very angry now.

"Yes, I'll go now, little one." The boy left in a hurry, first he invited a veterinarian to go to Gu's mansion, and then went to the place where the master worked to ask for leave.

Gu Li asked the groom to turn around and go back. As soon as he got off the carriage, he saw the veterinarian with the medicine box, and the two went to the study together.

"Master Gu." The veterinarian bowed his hands.

"En." Gu Li replied lightly, and put the carrier pigeon in his arms on the mat: "Cure it."

The veterinarian's pupils shrunk, and he could tell at a glance that the homing pigeon was seriously injured, not to mention the broken wings and legs, and the internal organs were also hit.

Not daring to delay the treatment, the veterinarian quickly opened the medicine box, took out a handkerchief soaked in the medicine, and wiped off the dirt on the pigeon's feathers.

Seeing this, Gu Li took it from the veterinarian, forgetting that he has a cleanliness habit, and wiped it carefully.

Bai Ye, who came a step late, stopped at the door, staring at Gu Li's carrier pigeon with a gloomy and terrifying expression, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Cough...cough cough..." Suddenly, his face turned pale, and he coughed violently while covering his lips, and the drops of water on his eyelashes rushed to fall.

The author says:

Hehehe, because I want to praise thousands of characters on the clip, I will update it in the remaining three days ╮(‵▽′)╭