Lin Yong's soaring figure in the air gradually approached the Indian man in the alley.

Seeing that the Indian girl had been overtaken by the man, she shrank in the corner and trembled helplessly, her eyes already full of tears. Lin Yong flapped his wings twice more and rushed towards the source of the evil.

Airplanes~~~~!

Because the speed was too fast, the pigeon whistle tied to Lin Yong's feet pulled out a sharp sound, like the sound of justice, gradually covering the entire alley from far and near.

The Indian man tore open the girl's coat, and at the moment the animality was thick, until the pigeon whistle was close to the top of his head, and he felt that something was wrong.

Look up and look up......

A pile of pigeon droppings hit him straight in the air on the door in front of him!

The damp feces stuck his eyes, and he screamed, wiped the dirt from his face with his hands, and finally found a majestic white dove standing on the wall above his head, glaring angrily at him.

Damn, stinky pigeons are looking for death!!

The Indian hooligan slapped the girl in front of him in the face and yelled, "Stay here and don't move!" After speaking, he found a wooden pole from the alley and stabbed Lin Yong above his head.

Lin Yong dodged the barrel blow of the wooden pole with a slight jump, and before the Indian hooligan could withdraw his hand, his wings fluttered three times, his body straightened downward, and contracted into a sharp arrow, which rushed straight towards the hooligan's face door with a whoosh along the bamboo pole.

When people face beasts, they will have an instinctive fear, even if it is just a small moth, some people will be scared and tremble, not because they can't fight, but because they dare not fight, beasts will do whatever it takes, but people have their own reserves, and it is not cost-effective to think about it.

It just so happened that this hooligan was thinking, seeing that Lin Yong actually took the initiative to rush down, he was really frightened! The wooden pole in his hand was gone, and his hands only cared about protecting the door, dancing in mid-air indiscriminately.

When Lin Yong saw his appearance, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice, as long as you start to defend, I will let you only defend, and you can't stop!

When Lin Yong reached the hooligan, he opened his wings violently to stop the momentum. In fact, even if Lin Yong bumped into it, it would not be painful for a human being, and there were only two real weapons in his body - claws and sharp beaks, just waiting for him to mess up the moment!

As soon as the rascal raised his hand, Lin Yong's sharp claws scratched out two cuts on the back of his hand, and with the other hand, Lin Yong grabbed a few strands of flesh! Lin Yong's eyes were vicious, as long as he paid attention to the other party's hand and did not slap his body, then with this pair of wings, Lin Yong would have the confidence to fight with him.

"Ah~~!ah!!!Go away!ah!!!" The hooligan screamed as he stepped back, and his feet were mixed with something, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground, and his legs shrank back and forth, but no matter how he dodged, he couldn't escape the nightmare above his head.

Lin Yong cautiously dodged left and right, dodging the opponent's irregular blows while bringing his body closer to the rogue's face.

Chop!

Lin Yong finally found an opportunity and pecked at the scoundrel's cheek, his sharp beak was like a steel cone that cracked the ground, and the flesh and blood on the hooligan's face were poked out of a big hole!

"Ah——! get out of here! brute!" The hooligan finally couldn't stand this abusive fight, his hands danced quickly in front of him, and a punch just smashed on Lin Yong's head!

Lin Yong was always just a weak bird, and this punch directly smashed him against the wall. The hooligan felt the attack slow, stood up like crazy, and left the alley with a crying voice.

Lin Yong finally stood up from the ground, shook his little bloodshot and looked around, the Indian girl was still sobbing in the corner, and the hooligan had already been beaten away by himself.

Lin Yong jumped close to the girl's side, only to find that this girl was indeed very beautiful, and she still had a small silver ring unique to Indian girls on her lips and nose, but now she lost her luster because of the loss of her appearance.

Lin Yong looked at her for a while...... Why didn't this girl leave, shouldn't she be scared stupid?

"Goo, goo!" Lin Yong twisted his mouth towards the alley.

The girl finally reacted, straightened her messy clothes, and hurried out of the alley. When he arrived at the mouth of the alley, he suddenly turned around, took a deep look at the white pigeon in the distance, and said to Lin Yong with his hands folded:

"NAMASETE~ (homonym: Namasde, which means that I bow to you and thank you. ）”

Lin Yong was stunned, then scolded my father? I saved you, and you still scolded my father!

I......

Pappapa~~~ Raindrops as big as soybeans suddenly fell from the sky, only a few at first, but in less than ten seconds, it turned into a downpour! Lin Yong hurriedly found a place to hide, thinking to himself, if it rains, he will definitely not be able to fly...... How do I get home?

Ten minutes later, before the rain stopped, there was a sudden knock on the door of the rooftop house.

"Daddy, I'm going to drive!" a cute little Indian boy ran to open the door.

The man in the family was watching TV and casually asked, "Who is it? It's raining so heavily!"

Not long after, the little boy came back with Lin Yong in his arms: "There is no one outside the house, only our family's leading pigeon, and his body is wet." ”

The boy's father looked back and almost fell off the couch: "How is that possible? I have only heard that pigeons can find their way home no matter how far they go, but I have never heard that they knock on the door to get home!"

....................................

When Lin Yong woke up, it was already a gray dark night outside the window. The whole village was immersed in a silent despair, and in just half a day, half of the villagers left the village one after another because of the day's intimidation, and the hired people could hear the whip of camels being urged forward outside the village while lying on their beds.

In the house, Tu Ying was lying asleep by the stove by the stove, she was breathing steadily, frowning slightly, not knowing if what she encountered in her dream was cruel in reality.

The old Uighur man was holding an old photo in the corner of the room, smoking a dry cigarette. Amu leaned against the door, looking out of the window from time to time, his two little hands combing his own braids, looking restless.

In her hand, she was holding a lotus lotus purse, which obviously did not belong to the customs of the Uyghur people, but she carefully cared for it.

Lin Yong moved his body for a while, only to feel that his whole body was painful and itchy, and he had nowhere to exert his strength, especially his back, and when he moved his body slightly, he just touched a little bit of the edge of the bed, and the pain was heartbreaking.

At this moment, Lin Yong heard a slight movement outside the door. It was a subtle sound of a stone hitting the window, but in Lin Yong's ears, the lack was particularly clear.

Then, Lin Yong noticed that there was something wrong with Amu's expression, she looked at her father restlessly, and found that he didn't move, so she wanted to get up and go out quietly.

"Where are you going?" asked Amu in Uyghur without raising his head.

"Ada~I ......"

"Come back and sit down!" The old man took out an old-fashioned earthen gun from under the wooden cabinet in the corner, strode to the door with it in his hand, and opened the door with a brush on the floor, and the earthen gun reached out!

Immediately afterwards, the old man said in a strange Chinese tone: "It's you again, get out!"

There was a young man with dark skin standing outside the door, but between his eyebrows and eyes was the appearance of an authentic Han person, with an elegant bookish atmosphere on his body, and he was looking at the old man's black muzzle at a loss.

"Ada, don't hurt him!" Amu pounced and blocked the young man's face, then turned his face sideways and asked softly, "Wendy, why are you here?"

The young man was frightened, but he still mustered up his courage and said to Amu: "Since the morning, your phone has suddenly lost contact. Later, I heard that there was a great disturbance in the village, and many people had died, and I couldn't be worried, so I rushed over overnight for fear of ...... I'm afraid something has happened to you. ”

After hearing this, Amu was very moved, but he still looked at his father nervously: "Ada, he has good intentions, don't be angry." ”

The old man's face became even more fierce: "Good intentions, do you know how dangerous this village is now! Come in!" After saying that, he put the gun to the door, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the young man into the door, and then quickly closed the door.

As soon as he entered the door, the young man boldly asked: "Uncle, since the day I met Amu after I came from the volunteer teaching, I knew that I would never regret coming to Xijiang! Why won't you let me see her?"

The old Uyghur man was so angry that he took off his square hat: "Don't call me uncle! I don't know what that means! I told you that my daughter is my everything, and I will never keep up with a foreigner in this life! I can only marry my own people, you and her, it is impossible!"

The young man also hurriedly said: "For the sake of Amu, I am willing to do anything......

The old man slapped the table and trembled: "Are you willing to do it? I don't want to do it! This is my daughter, this land is such a custom, what you ask is to make me rebel against my ancestors!"

Amu couldn't help but shed tears at this time: "Ada~ But I think about him in my heart~"

Smack——!

The old man slapped Amu in the face, and then withdrew his hand in distress: "You are going to be angry with me! Let me tell you, you can only choose one of him and your nationality, or you can listen to me and live a good life as a Uyghur." Or you go fasting and wash your stomach, and we will break off our relationship from now on! I don't have you as a daughter!"

Amu fell to the ground and couldn't cry: "Ada~ I...... Woowoo woo ......"

After hearing this, the young man squatted down and held Amu's shoulder with pity, looked up at the old man, and his eyes were resolute: "Then uncle, if you can, can you let me choose?"

The old man blew his beard: "What do you mean, I don't understand!"

The young man took a deep breath and said, "Uncle, I, Wendi, have been an orphan since I was a child. For the sake of Amu, I am willing to cut off the life of the Han people from now on, fast and wash my stomach, and never eat porpoise!"