The night of the magic capital.

Fang Ming and Han Qiaoqiao walked under the night light, behind the two of them, Lao Huang followed unhurriedly, running into the grass next to him from time to time, and then lifted his hind legs, leaving traces of coquettishness.

"Fang Ming, killing dogs will be retributed, then I remember that there is a place where there is a dog meat festival, and so many dogs are killed every day, will there also be retribution. ”

Han Qiaoqiao just received a call from Qin Susu, in which Qin Susu said that her second brother was being treated in the hospital, although he did not have convulsions and foaming at the mouth anymore, but the whole person became crazy, and the doctor said that it was likely to have rabies.

"Retribution, there will be a little bit, but it can't be compared with Qin Song's situation. Fang Ming knew the meaning of Han Qiaoqiao's words, in fact, he had also seen a discussion on the Internet about a certain dog meat festival.

"In some places, it is a folk custom, which has been passed down for many years, and most of the dogs there are meat dogs, which are originally used for food, but there will be no retribution. ”

"Killing for the sake of living is inherently in line with the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and it is inevitable. ”

Fang Ming smiled slightly, he remembered a news that a dog lover ran to that place and bought more than a thousand dogs to be slaughtered, and many people praised this as a great act of kindness.

But later, all of the more than 1,000 dogs became strays, because it takes a very large dog farm to raise a thousand dogs, and in addition to that, dog food alone is a huge expense, and the dog lover finally abandoned these dogs.

"It's okay not to kill excessively for the sake of the desire of the tongue, but we must also live and survive, and we must not overdo it. ”

There is a poem called: Persuade the gentleman not to eat the crucian carp in March, thousands of fish are in the belly. Persuade the monarch not to fight the three spring birds, and the son will wait for the mother to return in the nest. Persuade the gentleman not to eat the three spring frogs, hundreds of lives in the belly. ”

Hearing Fang Ming's words, Han Qiaoqiao nodded his little head and said that he understood.

"Giggles. ”

A blackbird suddenly appeared above Fang Ming's head, clucking and flapping its wings.

"What an ugly bird, Fang Ming, you are careful of being hit by bird feces. ”

Han Qiaoqiao glanced at the blackbird above his head with disgust, the black one is indeed not liked by girls.

"Uh......"

Fang Ming didn't know how to answer for a while, because he knew what Xiao Hei was flying here for, this was calling him to go home and cultivate.

Because only by cultivating by himself, Xiao Hei can absorb the power of the stars.

Since the last time he brought Xiao Hei to the Demon Capital, Fang Ming didn't know where Xiao Hei had gone during the day, but as long as he was cultivating every night, Xiao Hei would come to his side, and then absorb the power of the starlight emanating from his body.

Normally, this is the time for his own cultivation, so Xiao Hei will only come out to look for himself when he sees that he has not gone back, but Fang Ming is also a little curious about how Xiao Hei can find himself, could it be that Xiao Hei left a mark on himself?

It seems that only this possibility can be explained, thinking of this, Fang Ming felt a little lost, because he couldn't find Xiao Hei at all.

Of course, it's just a joke in his heart, Xiao Hei signed a contract with him, which in itself is earned by him, because he can absorb the breath of the earth, which can't be exchanged for anything.

"Ahem, this is my friend, it's called Xiao Hei. ”

Fang Ming explained, Han Qiaoqiao looked at Xiao Hei hovering above his head, with a speechless expression on his face, "Fang Ming, you still raise birds, how old are you, and you have been infected with the habits of the group of people in the old capital of the Eight Banners." ”

As a star, Han Qiaoqiao was chased by many rich sons, including those Manchu remnants in the capital, this kind of boys took her to see some of their birds, eagles and other pets in order to show off, and she rolled her eyes vigorously, which is a typical example of playthings.

So when he heard Fang Ming say that Xiao Hei was his friend, Han Qiaoqiao took it for granted that this was the bird raised by Fang Ming.

"Fang Ming, it's not me talking about you, you are still young now, although you have some skills, you still have to forge ahead, otherwise, what will you do to marry Ziyu when the time comes, it will be impossible for you to lose your mind. ”

Fang Ming was dumbfounded, so he had to answer: "Sister Qiao Qiao is right, I was wrong, the goal of strengthening the country has not been achieved, I should work hard to forge ahead, contribute to the modernization of the motherland, contribute my own strength to the dream of strengthening the country, work hard to improve the construction of national spiritual culture, and publicize more positive energy." ”

"Poor. Han Qiaoqiao glanced at Fang Ming.

"It's really not poor, it's my dream. ”

"Your dream, why?"

"Because there are too many people with pink eye, you must show your own attitude, so as not to encounter a harmonious beast one day. ”

"What is the Harmony Divine Beast?"

"A very powerful divine beast, it is rumored to be the first divine beast in China, once it is shot, no one in the world is invincible. ”

……

In the end, Fang Ming sent Han Qiaoqiao to the gate of the community, and he didn't take a taxi, but slowly walked towards the way home.

Xiao Hei seemed to be tired of flying, and landed on Fang Ming's shoulder, Lao Huang followed behind, and the shadows of a person, a bird, and a dog were dragged under the light.

……

In the next few days, Fang Ming returned to Qingmen Mountain, because the construction of Qingmen Mountain had been completed, and everything was according to the construction he designed, after all, this was related to the future of the Hu family, and Hu Fu and the others had been staring at it.

At this moment, the lake on the top of Qingmen Mountain has been completely changed, and there is an oval stone pillar platform outside the lake, which surrounds the small mountain forest in the middle.

Of course, this platform is hollowed out, there are six circles in total, one circle is smaller than the other, and each circle is separated by air, with a width of about three meters.

Of course, there is also a stone slab more than two meters long between these six circles, but the position of the stone slab linked in each circle is different, so it looks intricate from a distance, like a gossip.

In the same way, the forest has changed, all the trees have been rested, the original dense forest has become neat and orderly, and half of the trees have been uprooted, yes, uprooted.

And these pits with uprooted trees were not wasted, and each pit was carved with a statue of a bird, from the carving to the sparrow, a total of eighty-one sculptures.

It's as if all the eighty-one birds had made a nest in this pit.

In the middle of the woods, there is a tomb that has been dug, and the location of this tomb is where the fifth grandfather of the Hu family is going to be buried.

Everything is ready, now it is only time to wait for the burial.

However, Fang Ming didn't plan to bury him now, because he had to wait until a while.