Farming Animals

12

Bai Yi raised his head and looked directly at the towering giant tree in front of him. There was a faint sound of birdsong in the distance. The little gray feather was obviously not willing to be thrown into the turbid stream like this, and was struggling unceasingly. But, what's the use of this futile struggle? Bai Yi's heart sank, and he filtered out the voice as noise. He didn't have much tolerance for the inferior gray feathers. Besides, those who made mistakes should be punished. discipline.

Concentrating his mind, Bai Yi focused all his attention on the holy tree in front of him. This young holy tree is less than a hundred years old. Its predecessor was just a small branch as thick as an arm. After nearly a hundred years of growth, Only then has it become what it is today. With it, the dog descendants can support the Yu clan by themselves and reproduce their own offspring without having to spend other prices in exchange for the precious Cheng Yu.

This precious holy wood branch was a reward for the strongman of the clan who bowed his head to the then Lord Muyun a hundred years ago. From then on, the entire clan of the Dog-born Tribe became the servants of the Lord, and domesticated livestock for the Lord for generations. Raising rare birds is hard work and dare not slack off, but also because of this, the dog-born tribe survived in this barren border of Muyun, and was able to continue to multiply, becoming what it is now prosperous and powerful.

Bai Yi stared closely at the thick trunk of the giant tree. There were two very deep nicks at the bottom of the trunk surrounding the whole giant tree. Looking at it with courage, one could see that the nicks were covered with complicated and Dense ancient runes.

The two notches represent the inferior grade and thin lineage of this young holy tree. Bai Yi clearly knows that this is the only thing that has made the tribal leaders worry about it.

A section taken from the holy tree in the Junjun Mansion made the already complex bloodline of the holy tree even thinner. On this holy tree, no higher-level feather clan could be born, except for the inferior gray feathers. , the equal white feathers are the highest grade feather clan that it can give birth to. As for the upper class, the upper class high-grade feather clan, it is impossible for them to appear in the nest of this holy tree.

After confirming this point, Bai Yi was certain in his heart, he was now very convinced that the little chick with gray feathers could only be an inferior gray feather!Even if he molted his feathers early and learned to fly the fastest, he still couldn't change his innate inferior bloodline. Presumably, when he grew up slowly, that gray feather's unique fragile and dull character would be on him show up.

Now, Bai Yi's heart was completely settled down, he didn't stay any longer, turned around, and left here quickly, after all, the little white feather that he had placed high hopes on was still waiting for him to take care of it.

Wu Jiu never expected that he would be mercilessly thrown into a stinky ditch. The unpleasant smell pouring into his nose made him squint his eyes unbearably. After the initial shock, he faintly understood , This is probably the punishment of that eccentric big white bird.

Wu Jiu thought back on his actions today, and didn't feel that he had done anything that needed to be punished. After all, he just flew at a low altitude during the day and caused a little commotion. However, The matter has come to this point, it is useless to think too much, Wu Jiu quickly calmed down and focused on the present.

After struggling in the pool for a few times, Wu Jiu realized that he would not drown. This black pool covered with viscous substances had amazing buoyancy, allowing him to lie on his back and float on the water.

This discovery made Wu Jiu calm down a lot. After being sure that he would not drown, Wu Jiu struggled to get closer to the shore and climb up from this annoying stinky ditch as soon as possible, but he soon realized that I realized that this was not an easy task. In the dark and stinky ditch, the sticky and greasy black substance floating around made Wu Jiu's feathers stick together, greatly restricting his movement. He, let alone fly, can't even stretch his wings!

At this point, Wu Jiu really experienced the severity of the punishment, and stopped struggling. Wu Jiu let himself lie flat in the black quagmire. The first way he thought of saving himself was to go to the black space, but this plan was immediately rejected by him. No, he could feel that through the fence, those patrolling men would cast their eyes on him from time to time, Wu Jiu didn't want to rashly expose the existence of the black space.

After weighing it, Wu Jiu made up his mind to wait until late at night before entering the space. After all, he had already eaten the bitter fruit of attracting attention.

So, Wu Jiu became completely quiet, and began to wait for the night to come.

As night fell, the whole tribe fell into darkness. The strong men turned into bulldogs again and patrolled outside the fence. Wu Jiu had been observing the bulldogs outside. Seeing that the other party's eyes finally stopped falling on her, Wu Jiu Feeling relieved, just as he was about to enter the black space, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside the pool.

He widened his eyes vigilantly, and looked over quickly. The night had blurred the other person's face, but the familiar silhouette made Wu Jiu recognize him at a glance!

The boy stretched out a finger and pressed it between his lips, and Wu Jiu quickly suppressed the exclamation.And during the whole process, the bulldogs outside the fence didn't notice it!

Wu Jiu stared at the boy's movements, and saw that he ignored Wu Jiu's astonishment, sat down cross-legged unhurriedly, took out a familiar leaf from Wu Jiu's pocket, and put it on the leaf like a few days ago. The green grass leaves were broken up and handed to Wu Jiu's mouth.

Wu Jiu turned his head and refused the boy's feeding. It wasn't that he suddenly burst out with the guts not to eat the cheap food. It was because the smell around him made people lose their appetite. Moreover, he had the Spiritual Spring of Gray Valley in his space that he could eat. There is no shortage of this kind of food. Of course, Wu Jiu will never admit that there is some element of angering the young man in it.

Facing Wu Jiu's clear refusal, the young man didn't think about it. After thinking for a while, he leaned forward and fished Wu Jiu out of the turbid stream. Carrying the dirty Wu Jiu, the young man walked slowly to the other side of the holy tree. On one side, a clear pond appeared here. Wu Jiu inspected it visually, and was surprised to find that the clear pond and the dirty pond were at the two ends of the holy tree, forming a straight angle. The location of the holy wood is caught in the middle.

Before he had time to figure out the key, the young man put him by the pond, and the clear water slowly left behind, and the sticky stains that covered the feathers were washed away by the clear water little by little. clean.