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Chapter 113 Love Birds to Kill Birds (Second Change)
Yang Zhigang blew the whistle to amuse the birds, and the pieces of bird feathers falling from the sky suddenly reflected his memories one by one.

It turned out that Yang Zhigang was very fond of birds, and had raised many birds at home since he was a child.

But his father has always disliked him playing with birds, thinking that his son is playing with things and losing his mind.

Like most fathers who hope their son will become a dragon, Yang Zhigang's father also hopes that his son can devote his mind to his studies, so that he can really stand out in the future and give his family glory.

But most people always have a kind of rebellion in their hearts, especially during adolescence, this rebellion will become more intense.

Naturally, Yang Zhigang couldn't do what his father thought, he was still immersed in playing with birds and teasing them.

In order to get a very good thrush, he even stole money from his family and skipped school to compete with others in the flower and bird market.

It was also at that time that his parents found out that Yang Zhigang had stolen money and skipped class to buy birds, and they were really angry.

The father even found a stick and rushed straight to the flower and bird market, threatening that if he found his son, he would beat him to death, lest the son lose his ambition and ruin the family in the future.

The mother didn't stop the father at first, but waited until the father and son met at the flower and bird market.

Father saw Yang Zhigang holding the birdcage and playing with the thrush he just bought.

The veins on his arm burst out, and the stick felt like it was about to leak out of water in his hand.

The so-called evil comes from the guts. When the father saw such a son, his anger had completely overwhelmed him. He didn't care about other things, so he rushed forward and raised the stick in his hand to beat him.

Unexpectedly, the mother saw that the father was going to kill him, but at the critical moment, she still couldn't bear to have her son beaten.

So at the critical moment, the mother rushed forward and blocked the father's stick for her son.

In Yang Zhigang's shattered memory, the beautiful longing for birds was almost smashed to pieces with a stick at this moment, and all the good things came to an abrupt end.

His mother was beaten to death by his father in the street, and his father was also imprisoned for negligent injury.

Yang Zhigang, who was just 18 years old at the time, never thought that his family would be ruined because of playing with birds.

Later, Yang Zhigang did not stay at home to go to school, he went to other places alone.

After going to many places, Yang Zhigang finally found a job because of his love for birds.

bird catcher.

Yang Zhigang relied on his many years of research on playing with birds and his understanding of various birds, and began to specialize in catching various rare birds for sale.

In order to be able to catch more rare birds, Yang Zhigang even bought a lot of professional books on birds.

It can be said that he is very familiar with different types of birds in various places, their habitats, habits, etc. by heart.

Then he began his 20-plus-year birding career.

Driven by money interests, the once love for birds has gradually turned into a means of making money.

And Yang Zhigang thought that his mother's death and his father's imprisonment were all caused by birds. On the contrary, he didn't feel the slightest guilt about his bird-catching behavior in his heart, and even felt a little pleasure of revenge.

Later, even hunting birds was not enough for Yang Zhigang to vent, so he began to kill all kinds of rare birds.

And he also has a quirk, every time he kills a rare bird, he will make a pair of wings of the bird as a specimen and save it.

But his behavior is illegal after all, especially hunting those rare birds, he must become a wanted target.

A miss exposed him. When he was being hunted down, he fell down the valley and was seriously injured because he was reluctant to collect those bird wing specimens by himself.

When he was dying, Yang Zhigang came into contact with the filth, actively accepted the erosion of the filth, and became a turbid cultivator.

After reading these memories, Feng Shixin couldn't help feeling sorry for Yang Zhigang.

Obviously he couldn't control the mistakes he made, but in the end he actually blamed all the mistakes on the innocent birds.

From a person who loved birds like his life, he became a cruel bird catcher.

Feng Shixin said to Yang Zhigang with a serious expression: "No, you didn't really love those birds from the beginning, you just wanted to occupy those beautiful birds, you never really loved birds, everything was just for Satisfy your heart's desire."

Yang Zhigang raised his head slowly, looked up at Feng Shixin standing in front of him, and gradually a grin appeared on his face again.

"Hahaha, you cultivators are so hypocritical and talk so much, those birds are sinful if they exist, and they shouldn't appear where there are people, so that people can see their beauty and hear their loud singing voice. Makes people want to keep them for themselves.

So, it's all their fault, quack quack, it's their fault, and they should pay the price. "

Smiling grimly, Yang Zhigang stood up slowly, trembling with excitement.

"Did you know? I found out later that those birds have minds, and there are emotions in their minds. Whenever they face danger, especially before they die, their fear will fill their minds, and at that moment they will be killed." Killing, I will feel extremely happy, quack quack..."

Seeing that the filth that had been scattered in Yang Zhigang's mind was gathering again.

Feng Shixin turned his head and shouted to Qiu: "Qiu, Lei Ting cleans up the filth."

Qiu was actually ready to move just now, especially seeing Feng Shixin injured, which really made Qiu very anxious. He wanted to make a move several times, but he was worried that he would accidentally hurt Feng Shixin.

Now that he finally heard that he could make a move, Qiu Na did not hesitate at all.

Flying in the air, Qiu's four claws volleyed to scratch the air.

Then it raised its head and made a "hissing" sound, and then it put it in its mouth, and when it opened its mouth, there was a thunderbolt on Yang Zhiyi's chest that had been bombarded by Feng Shixin.

The thunder fell, directly following the route of Feng Shixin's fist bombardment, piercing Yang Zhigang's chest and hitting his heart.

The filth in Yang Zhigang's mind that was trying to gather again was met with a thunderclap in an instant.

The filth failed to gather again, and was blown away by Qiu's thunder.

Yang Zhigang seemed to be hollowed out in an instant, and fell to the ground again.

The cooperation between this trick and Qiu is also a set of methods that Feng Shixin has developed to break away the filth by using the Xiuxian app during this period of time.

Today was his first time working with Qiu, and he never expected it to go so smoothly.

Even for Yang Zhigang, a turbid cultivator, this move can clear away the filth in his mind.

Feng Shixin immediately raised his head and shouted excitedly to Qiu in midair: "It's done, we really succeeded, Qiu, we really succeeded."

Qiu heard Feng Shixin's words and felt Feng Shixin's excitement. It was also very happy, circling and twisting in mid-air in joyful circles.

When Feng Shixin and Qiu were happy, a voice suddenly poured cold water on them.

"Don't be too happy, this time you are just lucky, this turbid cultivator is as strong as you, and he underestimated your strength, didn't open up your heart and build a filthy enchantment, otherwise your little ability is nothing more than cannon fodder .”

Hearing the voice again, Feng Shixin turned around and followed the voice.

As he expected, he saw the unkempt old black uncle he had met in the mountains and forests of Mount Li.

Feng Shixin hurriedly clasped his fists to the other party and said, "Thank you, Uncle Hei, for your guidance, otherwise I might not be able to really use what I have practiced."

Uncle Hei scratched his greasy, sticky hair and said, "Don't be polite to me here, you should kill this guy now, so that there will be no future troubles."

When Feng Shixin heard this, he saw Uncle Hei suddenly raised his head, and under the messy hair was a pair of deep and indifferent eyes.

And hearing the other party utter the cold words "never future trouble", it made Feng Shixin feel as if his heart was frozen in an instant.

　The second is sent.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)