The large crows did not go far, but stopped attacking frantically, and flew around, hovering, and chirping. Everyone looked at the little living Buddha in amazement, this is a little too incredible, when did this weird little thing have such a skill?

The crows were still gathering in large areas, surrounding all the people with water, although they were not attacking, but people could not turn around and take a step, Xiaomei loudly asked the driver what was going on? The young man blushed and lowered his head, and did not speak for a long time, and everyone also felt that today's events were strange, a little evil, and this crow in the sky did not rise for no reason.

They all asked loudly what had happened to this young man? The young man was helpless and slowly told the truth.

Originally, the police officer sent by the office to verify the case was asked to let Xiao Peng, a police officer in the office, assist in the investigation as the driver, and then report it to the police to make the nature of the case. I didn't expect to meet the little living Buddha squatting on the road and playing here.

The little living Buddha was running out of the weeds next to him, holding a crow, and a few others were flying in front of and behind him, screaming and chasing the little living Buddha. The little living Buddha must be a child, and he can play as much as he wants. He saw that the road was flat and clean, so he took the crow and came to the middle of the road.

The crow in the arms of the little living Buddha is very large, and its neck, eyes, and claws are all red, and what is even more surprising is that its cry is particularly loud and high-pitched, quite penetrating, and the black feathers on its whole body are shiny and soft, like satin. The little living Buddha has no playmates since he was a child, and other children have long regarded him as an anomaly, other children can sing and speak, and he only rolls his eyes in a daze.

Although Jingxian made him a little living Buddha, he is still a child who needs to be cared for in his bones, he only runs around by himself and plays by himself. Today he wandered out to play again, and when the weather was cloudy, he hid in the grass and slept sweetly. Until a cacophony woke him up, he stretched, stretched, wiped the corners of his mouth, and stared at the gray sky for a moment.

The croaking sound rose again, and the little living Buddha got up from the grass nest and looked for prestige. I saw a group of crows hovering at low altitude not far away, and screaming miserably, and the little living Buddha stood up and looked at it for some reason. I saw an old eagle in the grass that was bigger than other old owls struggling in the grass. The people in the village call the crow the old eagle, which is also the custom in most areas.

The little living Buddha suddenly wondered why this crow in the grass was bigger than the flying ones, and there were many different places on his body. He couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, so he ran over to see, and when the big crow saw someone coming, he called at the little living Buddha, and the little living Buddha hurriedly ran over and squatted down to look at the crow, and the crow actually raised his head and said: "Little living Buddha, little living Buddha, I have an abscess on my leg, save me, you are the king." ”

The big crow crowed several times, and the little living Buddha understood it, so he picked up the big crow in the past.

It is not uncommon for crows to be able to speak, according to legend, in the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a person in the Lu country, named Gongye Chang, who was poor and idle, and had no way to eat. One day, an old crow flew to his house and shouted, "Gongye chief, Gongye chief, there is a big sheep in Nanshan, you eat meat, I eat intestines." After hearing this, Gongye Chang went to the mountain, and as a result, he found an ownerless sheep, and he had more than enough to eat.

A Canadian scientist named Lefeff said that he has studied the behavior of various birds, and searched all bird behavior research reports with keyword groups such as novelty and creativity. After evaluating them, he ranked the intelligence of various birds. In first place is the crow, and in second place is the falcon.

The crow is far more than the parrot starling, and it can count within dozens of digits, so the little living Buddha can speak when he meets this big crow, although it is an accident, it is reasonable.

Clever people have seen the crow, because whenever a truck is driving on the road, the ground vibration often forces the insects underground to crawl out of the ground, so that the crow can eat the insects as soon as they reach out their beaks. The crows will also throw walnuts on the road and let the car crush the shells for them, and they will eat the fruits of the shells. When a crow sees a dog eating, a few of them will fly to peck at its buttocks, and when the dog reflexively attacks, the others will quickly snatch the food it has put down and snatch the .......

The little living Buddha picked up the big crow and took it to the highway, carefully looked at its injuries, and one of the legs of the crow was swollen and big, and it was full of pus, and the little living Buddha squeezed it with his small hands and squeezed out all the pus inside. Then he found a strip of cloth and carefully hugged it, and all the crows that followed the little living Buddha fell down at this time, and they all watched quietly in place.

At this time, the police officer of the dispatch place and Xiao Peng, who was driving, came here, and saw a dirty and small child playing in the middle of the road, so he pressed the horn with all his might, but the little living Buddha didn't listen to that at all, and continued to make big crows there. Xiao Peng is on fire, whose bear child is this? Why is this so annoying? It's strange to see that Lao Tzu doesn't get out of the car to clean you up!

Xiao Peng got out of the car and came to the little living Buddha to take a look: "Fuck, whose bear child is this? Why does he look like a monkey? It's really Zhu Bajie playing with the old mink, who plays with what bird." Everyone knows that this crow is a bad thing, and the people in the remote villages are evil, and they are really shit and white-necked, and they are rare.

Since ancient proverbs, such as "the crow has passed on its head, there will be disaster if there is no disaster", "the crow crows, the disaster comes", etc., people have no good impression of the crow. "The Book of Poetry, Shao Feng, North Wind" said: "Mo * fox, Mo black bandit." It can be seen that in the minds of people in the Western Zhou Dynasty and the Spring and Autumn Period, the crow has been cast as a symbol of ugliness.

Actually, people have another idea of crows. For one, crows are omnivorous birds and are death-hungry. This kind of fate between the crow and the corpse gradually reverses cause and effect in people's minds, forming the concept that the crow chirps and the crow kills the dead; second, the realistic basis of the concept of the crow is that it pecks at the "inferior roots" of food. The consequence of the crows is a reduction in the amount of food that people depend on for survival.

Thus the idea of crows is a hatred and hatred. So Xiao Peng was annoyed when he saw the little living Buddha playing with this thing, and the little living Buddha didn't pay attention to him at all, so he was a little angry.

He came over and screwed the ears of the little living Buddha, and scolded in his mouth, trying to drag the little living Buddha aside, the little living Buddha was drilling into the legs of the black evil, and someone twisted his ears and couldn't help but feel the pain in his heart, so he also scolded: "X your mother, x your mother!"

Xiao Peng is on fire, this bear child looks so weird, and the scolding is quite neat, he slapped him twice, and snatched the crow in the arms of the little living Buddha, threw it to the ground, and threw the crow to death. This time, the little living Buddha stopped doing it, and pounced on Xiao Peng like crazy, biting, kicking and scratching. Xiao Peng went crazy when he saw this little thing, and it was not easy for adults to beat the child, he knocked the little living Buddha to the ground with all his strength, and it was a punch and kick when he went up.

The little living Buddha struggled and cried in his arms as the crow that had been thrown to death. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a frightening scene happened, all the crows present were angry! Quacking and rushing towards Xiao Peng, scratching Xiao Peng's head with their claws, pecking wildly with their beaks, countless crows were fiercely retaliating against him! Xiao Peng was dumbfounded, he never dreamed that this situation would occur, this was too unexpected, he had the ability to parry, he had no power to fight back at all, some crows pecked him in the eyes, and suddenly the naked parts of his body were blurred by the pecked flesh and blood!

At this time, the little living Buddha saw that Xiao Peng was attacked by the crow frantically, and burst into laughter, jumping to his feet and shouting: "Up, up, up, bite him, bite him to death!" I didn't expect this crow to have some kind of spirituality, and it charged even more frantically under the comparison of the little living Buddha! The more powerful he compared, the more fierce and crazy the crow rushed at.

Xiao Peng was completely confused by this group of crows, and Officer Fang in the car was also shocked by this sudden scene, how could this happen? How could there be a situation of this man-bird fight? What kind of trouble did Xiao Peng cause at this time? Officer Fang thought too much at this time? Hurriedly opened the car door and rushed out to beckon Xiao Peng to get in the car and take shelter, Xiao Peng hurriedly ran there when he heard this, but where did he move his steps? Officer Fang had no choice but to take out a pistol from his waist, a half-old five-four pistol, and slammed into the sky and fired two shots in succession.

The crow heard the gunshot, temporarily dispersed, Xiao Peng hugged his head and ran quickly to the car, the little living Buddha saw Xiao Peng running, and shouted loudly: "Chase, chase." Bite him to death!

The crows chased after Xiao Peng as if they had received some order, and then followed up with more than 20 crows when Xiao Peng closed the car door, and Officer Fang and Xiao Peng started a desperate fight with the crows in the car, and finally eliminated all the crows. But there was nothing to see outside, the entire car window was full of thick crows, and it was still increasing, Xiao Peng and Officer Fang completely collapsed, what the hell is going on?

The little living Buddha was angry, and when he saw Xiao Peng who got into the car, he hated it more and more, and shouted in his mouth: "Let you kill my old eagle, I will kill you! I will kill you! Beat my old eagle, don't spare you, you will die! You will die ......." ”

The little living Buddha kept waving his arms, the crows screamed louder and more desolate, I don't know when large crows came from all directions, flocks, croaking more and more, the more small living Buddhas became more and more excited, the more excited the little living Buddha was, the more happy the little living Buddha was, and the crows suddenly became a cover for the sky!

Thousands of crows buried the cart with their bodies under the beckoning of the little living Buddha! And it continued to increase, constantly impacting the cart, the little living Buddha didn't care about that, the crows everywhere were too spectacular, he didn't think that he had such a super power, he wanted to waste this super power, he just wanted to kill people who were not as good as birds and beasts!

He hates them to death, how good that big crow is, with a red mouth, red eyes and red legs, but his legs have pus, why don't you help squeeze him out, why do you go and kill him? So many crows are looking for you to deserve your life! You should die! I will let them bite you to death!

The endless crows are all over the sky, and the croaking sound is deafening, like a rolling tremor, like a train coming to shake the earth, it is terrible!