The black sow was bitten by a male boar in the wild and died, and its original god was sucked into the underworld by gravity. Because it has not been eliminated for many years, and has not yet left the next life, the king of the wheel gave it a feather robe. As soon as it was put on its body, it felt like it was covered by a round thing, and it couldn't cross the rules for more than ten years.

But it is not uncomfortable, and I also experience a kind of warmth from the outer wrap. Slowly, it became a ball of flesh, and it also had a sharp beak, and when the sharp beak became hard, it actually pecked through the round thing.

It jumped out of it and found that the cradle of its life was an egg. The eggshell broke, and a new life came into the world.

Its mother is a sparrow, and in a crack in a wall there is some soft grass, which is their nest, and in the nest there are several sparrow cubs, that is, its brothers and sisters, all growing up happily under the mother's care. Within a few weeks, their small yellow mouths, fetal fur, wings, and scaly paws and toes had become thicker.

Now let's call the little sparrow that black sow is reincarnated as a chick. When the chick tried to fly or could fly, her mother took her and her siblings to the wild to peck at insects and eat, or to peck at rice in the rice fields to eat, until she was able to support herself, and then her mother did not let go. Then fly with another male sparrow, build a nest, settle down, and reproduce.

But the chick was very unlucky, and survived less than a day, when she flew into the rice field to forage for food, and was poisoned because she pecked at the rice that the villagers sprayed with pesticides, and her corpse, like many poisoned sparrows, quickly rotted until it became stinky. A swarm of ants crushed by the black crush devoured their corpses like treasures.

Soon, Chick and her dead siblings turned into a flock of pigeons, falling to the ground like a gray cloud, pecking at the black crushed group of ants like grains of rice. I don't know if it's called karma, but anyway, the ants ate their corpses and gnawed off the bones.

This flock of pigeons returns to the coop every evening when they fly high into the sky. Their owner is Hong Xin, a young man from Hongjiazhuang, who has set aside a room on the second floor as a pigeon loft with pigeon cages hanging from it. He not only loves to raise pigeons, but also to train them.

One of them, a gray pigeon with a lock of white feathers on its back is the reincarnation of a sparrow chick, it is very well-behaved, every time Hongxin puts corn feed on the pigeons, it does not immediately go to grab food, but stares at Hongxin.

Hongxin tried it, deliberately grabbed a handful of corn feed in his hand, and put it into the pigeon cage to see if it ate it or not. Because the average pigeon, even though it is domesticated, is also afraid of people. If you put food in your hand and stick it into the cage, they won't dare to peck unless it's in the container in which it was placed.

This pigeon was different, it dared to peck at the corn grains that Hongxin had grasped in his hand and opened for it to peck at. Of course, before pecking, it will be stunned for a moment, no! It is to look at it, and feel that the owner has no malicious intentions, and will not take the opportunity to catch it, and it will receive a fast food brought to its mouth with relish.

Sometimes, when it is bolder, it simply wings together and jumps into the palm of Hong Xin's hand, so that Hong Xin slowly grabs it, takes it out of the mouth of the pigeon cage, and strokes its feathers.

Touching the lock of white feathers on its back, Hong Xin suddenly thought of a nickname that distinguished him from other pigeons: Bai Xue. Later, when it was called Bai Xue repeatedly, it reflexively understood that it was calling itself.

When it jumped on Hong Xin's palm again, like jumping on a natural branch, and was released by Hong Xin, as soon as Hong Xin called Bai Xue's name again, it flew in front of Hong Xin, or circled over Hong Xin's head, and then landed on one of his outstretched palms.

If both of his palms are extended, it jumps from the left palm to the right palm and plays like a game. If Hongxin held his hands in front of his placket, the snow falling from the sky would fall on one of his shoulders at will.

The snow that fell on his left shoulder, looked at a black mole at the base of his left ear, and stretched his neck to peck it, thinking it was a grain of black rice. Hong Xin said, don't peck, don't peck. I've got something to eat here.

Sure enough, Hong Xin grabbed a few grains of black rice from his trouser pocket and put them in his hand for it to peck at. It was enjoying it vigorously, Hong Xin grabbed his palm and turned it into a fist, the feed was grabbed in the fist, Bai Xue couldn't enjoy it, and stared dryly.

Hong Xin picked a note on a treetop, then walked away from it, and said to Bai Xue, you give me that thing, and I will give you food.

Unexpectedly, Bai Xue willingly raised her wings and flew over, and obediently brought him the note on the treetops. Hong Xin didn't break his word, and immediately opened his palm to let Bai Xue peck enough.

Sometimes, Hongxin goes to school, and Bai Xue also flies to the school to look for him. Therefore, Bai Xue also got acquainted with the teacher who was standing on the podium to give a lecture. The teacher knew that the pigeon belonged to Hongxin, so he reprimanded, Hongxin, it is good for you to keep the pigeon as a pet, but you should not bring the pet to the school, which will not only affect your learning, but also let other students see your pigeon and be distracted, which will also affect the learning of other students.

Hong Xin looked at the pigeon and said, Bai Xue, go to play with your accomplices, don't come to school. Resting on the window looking at Hongxin's pigeon, his wings flapped, and he flew away.

Hong Xin playfully said, "Teacher, the pigeon I raise is not only a pet, it is much more capable than a pet, and it can also send letters." The teacher said, don't talk about it, go to class.

One morning ten years later, when the teacher was in the first class, he saw that Hong Xin's seat in the back row was empty, so he said angrily, why did Hong Xin skip class? And I don't ask for leave. As soon as the words fell, I heard a "pop" sound, and when I looked at it again, a familiar pigeon with a lock of white feathers on its back flew into the teacher at some point, and now flew away through the window.

A few students pointed to the podium and said, "Teacher, look, the pigeon just now brought a letter and flew away on the podium." The teacher said suspiciously, yes? Sure enough, I saw the letter.

It is not accurate to say that it is a letter, but it is actually a note folded into a triangle, and the teacher picked it up and opened it, and there were several lines of words on it: Teacher, I have a cold and feel unwell today, and I am asking for a day off, and I hope to approve it. Hongxin word. XYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Oh my god! There are also carrier pigeons that can deliver letters. The teacher's exclamation caused the whole class to burst into laughter. In fact, where do teachers and students know? Hongxin was not sick at all, but overslept, and when he opened his eyes, the sunlight through the window had already reached his buttocks.

If you go to school, you will be late, so you won't go at all. It just so happened that Mom and Dad went out to work, and no one cared.

When Bai Xue flew back, Hong Xin, who got up from the bed, had just finished washing, and when he raised his eyes and saw Bai Xue resting on the window, he asked, has the letter been delivered to the teacher? Bai Xue nodded, Hong Xin said You are so good, and poured out a few meat worms that were caught yesterday and put them in a small bottle to reward it.