Raising birds is one of the four major hobbies of the people in Shangjing, and it is also considered a cultural assimilation phenomenon left over from history.

Those bird keepers rode a bicycle on a bicycle at dawn, hung two or three bird cages, and ran to the park and woods for a walk. They would gather under the trees and hang the bird cages together, commonly known as "bird-satisfied". After that, some people felt that they were not satisfied, and would go to a small teahouse to meet other bird keepers, come and have a pot of tea, set up a few snacks, and talk about their experience in raising birds.

As for people, they are always afraid of loneliness.

In fact, Qi Jing lived alone back then, and after the 1940s, he was bored and gradually developed a hobby in this area. However, because of his personality and work problems, he failed to persevere and just gave up after he started.

Of course, that failed attempt was not all failure.

If he makes up his mind to do something, he will definitely take time to study it carefully. Those useless experiences from that time will become the current knowledge.

When he decided to raise birds, Qi Jing bought relevant books and read a lot of information. He paid attention to how to feed, how to prevent diseases, and how to domesticate them. He even went to the park to find someone to ask for advice and self-study.

He had been raising birds for a while and had some experience in identifying the sounds of birds.

The twelfth sounds smooth and the sound is pleasant. The thrush is varied. After the twelfth is tamed, you can call it in different ways without any repetition for a day. The crisp and melodious one is lark. The screams before and after training are very different, and they are the birds that are most worthwhile to spend.

I'm afraid that Tang Huimin's lark has just been bought. He just spoke, his voice was a little harsh and monotonous, and he should have not been trained. The thrush next door has been a few years, and it makes people intoxicated when he whistles.

There was no sound in another cage. Liang Xiuling introduced that he was a starling and had been raising him for many years. Generally, he would learn to speak only when he saw Tang Huimin. It was useless for others to come.

"I didn't expect that the little master is so knowledgeable about birds." Liang Xiuling brought two cups of tea from the kitchen and put them on the tea table. He smiled and said, "Drink tea first, and then do the ritual after drinking tea."

Qi Jing nodded and returned to the hall.

Hu Dongsheng originally wanted to take advantage of Qi Jing's attention and sneak into their bedroom to check it out. Unexpectedly, although Liang Xiuling looked like a middle-aged woman who was easily caught, she still knew how to protect her wealth and property.

The bedroom door was locked, but the door was open. If there was any problem with Qi Jing and Hu Dongsheng, she could find someone to help as soon as possible. The cash hidden in the bedroom could not be passive because of the locking of the door. They were really prepared for both ends.

Back at the hall, Qi Jing and Hu Dongsheng met.

Hu Dongsheng shook his head slightly, saying that he had failed to hunt for treasure just now, and at least there was no problem with the toilet and several cabinets he had found. Qi Jing smiled, looked at the balcony, and said, "Senior brother, please go to the balcony to have a look."

These are the lines they had been talking about before, and if they find anything, they will say so. Now, with Qi Jing's affirmative look, he has obviously found the target.

"Have you discovered it?" Hu Dongsheng continued to play the role of his senior brother. As soon as he arrived at the balcony, he looked towards the ceiling along Qi Jing's finger and said the answer directly. "It seems that the unknown air surrounds these three bird cages."

"Bird cage?" Liang Xiuling was a little puzzled, "What's wrong with the bird cage?"

Qi Jing sighed: "Senior brother concentrates on studying human nature and has a clear understanding of the good and evil nature. As a junior brother, I understand the hearts of animals, and evil thoughts may come from bird cages. If there is any past in these bird cages, please inform the donor together, which will also be beneficial to the rituals you will do later."

Liang Xiuling couldn't understand why his evil thoughts were related to the three birds...

But Qi Jing's words seemed to be there and not be enough to pull her thoughts back three months ago. Now the lark is actually another lark in the bird cage where the lark is located. The lark was a little strange at the end of last year, and it slowly died after a half year.

Although the birds have not lived for a long time, the domestic larks are not interfered with by natural enemies and can still survive in the next 20 years. The bird is in its prime and should be able to live for a while, so it left for a while and both of them were reluctant to leave.

Could it be because of the dead lark?

Liang Xiuling had not been trained and could not escape Qi Jing's eyes. From shock to doubt, there were memories interspersed with several expressions on his face. After passing by, Qi Jing had already thought about it. Next, he just needed to make a bold guess: "I'm afraid that something bad happened in these bird cages?"

Just ambiguous words made Liang Xiuling tell the truth.

"The little master is really keen. This lark is a young bird I bought from the market a month ago. I just grew up and opened my mouth last week." She told the story. "I was also raising a lark before, but that bird died of old age at the end of last year."

I just came to the balcony before and looked up and saw the bird cage. Qi Jing had only a slight sense of inspiration that flashed through his mind. But now that he heard these words, Qi Jing was already 70% sure. At least the answer he thought of could connect everything, and what he needed now was evidence.

Of course, these evidences are the same as the samples I received from the hotel before, and there is no need to go to court. All Qi Jing wants is evidence to confirm his guess.

As long as we can make a positive guess, according to Tang Huimin's course of illness, there is as much evidence that we can actually go to court.

"I'm dying of old age?" Qi Jing smiled and continued to guess, "I'm afraid I'm not dying of old age."

Liang Xiuling had to admire the Taoist practice of the young monk in front of him. He could easily see the problem and must have a great cultivation level: "What the little master corrected is that the bird was not in good health and left after raising it for seven or eight years."

Qi Jing nodded, looked at the bird cage, and put his hands together and said lightly: "I'm afraid the lark is unable to fall into the cycle of reincarnation. Evil thoughts are everywhere, constantly lingering around the balcony, affecting the minds and natures of people around the residence."

Speaking of mind and nature, the senior brother Hu Dongsheng must not be able to stand.

He took a step forward and also learned from Qi Jing's appearance: "Have the donor been eager for quick success and instant benefits recently and greedy for the property he shouldn't have taken? Have he had evil thoughts about the person who gave good deeds because of his anger?"

No adjective with a silly head is as straightforward as pointing out the pain in the other person's heart. Hu Dongsheng's two sentences made Liang Xiuling put down his last psychological defense: "The two masters have indeed become masters, and you can see all these!"

"The Dharma is boundless~"

"Amitabha~"

Qi Jing and Hu Dongsheng had no turmoil on their faces. The praise for her was just a slight nodding, showing the calmness that monks should have.

Liang Xiuling completely believed what they said, and was really anxious. She didn't expect that the evil seeds left last year began to take root this year: "Master, can we, husband and wife survive this disaster?"

"The person who tied the bell needs to untie the bell." Hu Dongsheng gave up position C to Qi Jing, "Your junior brother is more good at this."

"Senior brother is too humble." Qi Jing gave him a positive look, then turned around and looked at Liang Xiuling standing beside him, and asked, "Can you let me see this cage?"

Tang Huimin is a bird lover. He has just bought the newly bought Bailing and has not been trained yet. He is easily frightened when he lifts the cover. Therefore, he has to tell his wife several times every day to be careful when tidying up the balcony to water the flowers and plants, so he cannot scare it.

But everything before showed that there was a problem with the bird cage, and the cultivation level of the two monks was really unfathomable.

On one hand, there was the fat in my husband's heart, and on the other hand, Yin Tang's catastrophe, Liang Xiuling hesitated at this point: "It should be enough to do rituals, do you have to look at the cage?"

"Don't be afraid of Donald Liang, I am a little monk, who understands birds." Qi Jing immediately saw her thoughts and said with a smile, "Just go farther and take a look at it, you won't scare it."

"Then...well that."

Liang Xiuling finally lost to the uneasiness in her heart and nodded reluctantly. She took the clothespin rod from the inner room and carefully took the bird cage hanging in the corner.

The bird cage is placed in the living room, while the three of them stand on the balcony.

Liang Xiuling blocked Qi Jing half of his body and made an obstruction gesture. His other hand was like Tang Huimin gently lifting the covering cloth with a clothes rail. After a while, a small lark with a chestnut red forehead appeared in the field of view of the three.

"The feathers are bright in color, and the white eyebrows on both sides actually grow to the back pillow, and the body is red, white, brown and black in color." Qi Jing couldn't help but praise softly, "It's indeed a good bird."

Since the three of them were far away, Xiaobi just stared for a while and didn't care much. After all, I lived in this family's bird cage for a while and saw some people back and forth. I spoke again last week and was much more courageous than when I first came.

"You little master, you really understand birds."

Liang Xiuling looked at the wall clock on the wall, counted the time when her husband came back, and asked, "It has been used for more than ten years and I will wash it every few days. I wonder what's wrong with it?"

Tang Huimin spent a lot of money on raising birds.

The other two Qi Jings cannot see and cannot draw conclusions. Just the cage of Larks, the front is imitated with the previous Twenty-Four Filial Piety Pictures. There is also a lucky and longevity carved on the main bamboo bracket around it, and a jade pendant is placed on the top, which is absolutely not cheap.

"Birds are good birds, but this cage..." Qi Jing stopped talking, dragging on time.

"My little master, I don't think there is anything wrong with it." Liang Xiuling was afraid that her husband would suddenly come home. If he was caught, it would probably be not as simple as an quarrel. "Isn't it almost OK?"

"Don't be afraid of donors, let me take a look at you again." Qi Jing deliberately took two steps back and lowered Liang Xiuling's vigilance.

Hu Dongsheng stood aside, not knowing what Qi Jing was looking at.

Although the two had discussed the issue of zoonotic diseases before, they are just a bird now. What's the connection with Tang Huimin's physical condition? What's more, this bird looks no different from other birds. It's really normal to stand on a wooden pole and look back and forth, drink a few sips of water and peck at the bird's food for no reason.

Qi Jing looked at the lark with eyes, but asked about the previous one: "Is there any strange situation when the dead lark died?"

"A strange situation?"

Liang Xiuling thought for a long time and shook her head: "It's nothing special. It started last autumn. At the beginning, the bird walked a little crookedly, and its wings were not strong enough. Later, it stopped calling, and even if it barely opened, it was out of tune. Lao Tang said at that time that the bird was old and its spirit was dissipated. Unexpectedly, it died before he could survive the end of the Chinese New Year."

Qi Jing nodded, changed his previous metaphysical statement and asked: "How was its head and neck at that time? Is it normal?"

Liang Xiuling didn't react at first, and followed his thoughts and replied: "It's okay... It feels really strange to say this from the little donor."

"Is there any sudden look at the ceiling?"

"Uh... I think I've seen it twice."

"The donor has been cleaning up the bird droppings, right?" Qi Jing asked.

"right."

“Have there been any changes in bird droppings?”

"Bird guano?" Liang Xiuling was confused by Qi Jing's question, but he couldn't find any questions for a while, so he could only answer, "It's okay, it's just a little thinner than usual, and it doesn't look different."

"It's a little bit thin..." Qi Jing glanced at her meaningfully, "Emerald green, bloodshot?"

If it weren't for wearing a short gray cloth jacket and monk's clothes, Liang Xiuling would definitely treat Qi Jing as a veterinarian. Where can there be a monk who came up to do rituals? He deliberately looked at the bird cage and asked about the bird's stolen birds?

"Sometimes, but generally the situation is OK, and we didn't care much. We also looked for an old man across the street who had been raising birds for decades, and said that he was old." Liang Xiuling finally got his initiative as he said, "I don't know what the master asked about these things? It seems that it has nothing to do with the ritual."

"It doesn't matter."

Qi Jing clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "The last lark got sick, wasted a great time, and died in a bad mood. I don't know if the bird cage was not cleaned or if there were other birds afterwards, but this lark might have the same disease now and will be in short order."

"It really happened after that..." Liang Xiuling was about to continue to say, and immediately changed her words, "I really haven't raised it since then!"

Although the words were said, the structure and words were difficult to describe. Qi Jing didn't want to delve into it. He had lost interest in whether she had concealed her: "Evil thoughts are this disease. Just put the birds and clean the cage. As for the rituals, there is no need to do it."

When Liang Xiuling heard this, he realized some strange places inside.

Where can monks come to the house without doing rituals but treat birds specifically? They don’t need money or other things. The whole process is like doing free medical treatment, which is so strange!

"My little master, what you said..."

"Don't blame the donor." Qi Jing clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "It is now the 21st century, and science and technology are developing rapidly. Even if a monk is boundless, even if the Dharma is boundless, you still have to believe in science when you should believe in science."

"Believe in science? Master, don't joke. Monks believe in science. If you say it, someone will believe it!" Liang Xiuling was like listening to a big joke, but smiled and turned dark, and she said the last line of defense in her heart, "You two are coming up to steal things, right?"

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