Of all the hunting, catching birds is probably the easiest, and spells, bows and arrows, crossbows, and even slingshots and hunting nets were all invented to catch them. However, none of these tools are used by Merlin today, and she has better ones.

"What?control these stinking creatures?!" Ingram almost went berserk, and although she had become an spirit, she had also been the leader of a wizarding organization to do this kind of thing......

"It's a piece of cake for you, and it's not long-term control, so what's so hard to do. I'm going into the mountains to run errands, and I can't have flies around. Merlin's tone cooled, although this Ingram was limited by the contract and could not be his enemy, but he kept thinking about it, and he didn't want to get the benzene in the ruin.

"Yes. Ingram was helpless.

With her mental power, it was a matter of minutes and seconds to deal with the two dozen or so dumb vultures, but these guys became more and more stupid, standing there motionless.

"What do you want them to do?" Ingram couldn't help but ask, seeing Merlin silent.

Merlin didn't answer, but pulled out a flame potion from her storage bag.

"Are you really going to use them against your enemies?" asked Ingram.

"That's right, strap these potions, they're flying bombs. Merlin said.

She felt that she was too creative to check.

Stratagem is also a kind of personal strength, as long as it is used properly, it can also defeat the enemy. Of course, no matter what kind of strength it is, it must not be indulged in it, let alone develop alone, otherwise it will undoubtedly be self-defeating.

With that, Merlin took out more Flame Flask potions from the storage bag and modified them a little to make them easier to trigger. On the other hand, Ingram is also practicing controlling the vultures, although these vultures are completely controlled by her, but she is not an animal trainer and cannot domesticate these vultures, and she is not a bird, and she cannot complete the task without repeated training.

At eight o'clock in the morning, their preparations had been completed, and the surrounding fog had gradually dissipated, Merlin took the lead, and several secondary energy fireballs bombarded the surrounding island, blasting the swamp beasts around the island to the flesh and blood.

But such an attack was not enough to frighten the beasts, but the flesh and blood of those same kind whetted their appetites, and Merlin, with the help of a glider, rushed out. After a few hundred meters from the island, she changed her direction...... When she tried to glide last night, she had found a place to stay. It was a clump of reeds, and in the swamp there were many of them, but this one was particularly luxuriant.

This reed is where the vultures settle, and there is no need to worry about being found when they hide inside.

Merlin hid herself under a vulture's nest, and she had Ingram maneuver the vultures to surround her tightly and stand around.

As the minutes ticked by, Merlin saw no birds other than vultures, and she began to wonder if Molière's gang had not found themselves......

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Merlin noticed that the vultures in the distance were beginning to gather together, and her heart pounded that Molière's ship was about to arrive.

Suddenly, Merlin remembered that there might be a flock of vultures gathered above her head, and if that was the case, it would be terrible, and she quickly looked up to see that what she feared had not happened, except for the ones she controlled, all the other vultures were attracted by the smell of blood next to the island.

After another half an hour, a large ship more than ten meters long appeared in her field of vision...... The ship was so big that it was hard for her to imagine how it could be carried.

If the ship had been kept in a storage bag, then Molière must have had a large-capacity space witch in his hand.

The big ship, as Merlin had expected, approached the island where Merlin had landed the night before.

Because of the chaos of the morning, because of the heavy smell of blood, which could not be dispersed, attracted all the ferocious beasts within a radius of ten miles around the island, and Molière's ship suddenly broke into the place, and the swamp became lively at once, and I saw ugly and fierce figures emerge from the swamp, and the churning mud even overflowed the island.

To Merlin's shock, Molière's team of adventurers was very fierce, and the figures waved out pieces of sword light, rolling around the ship, so fast that it was even difficult for her to see, and in the blink of an eye, the boat and the surrounding swamp were dyed bright red.

Surrounding the ship were three energy shields, which moved rapidly around the ship, keeping out the beasts that didn't seem to be dead yet.

Seeing that the people on the ship were in a bitter fight, Merlin hurriedly urged Ingram to control the vultures to fly away from the reeds where she was hiding.

At this time, no one would doubt this, because many of the vultures that had been hovering in the sky could not help but rush down, and they were targeting the corpses of the fierce beasts that had been killed.

Nearly twenty vultures flew towards Molière's boat, not knowing how to line up, let alone attacking from all sides after surrounding.

However, under Ingram's control, the stupid birds had begun to swoop down on the people in the boat.

With a brilliant flash of sword light, a vulture that rushed to the front was cut in two, but a violent explosion followed.

Almost instantly, three energy shields stood in front of an adventurer at once, but the ship was not land after all, and the explosion lifted one side of the boat...... More explosions continued to sound, and in the dense explosions, the flames were connected.

The boat disintegrated, and all the passengers were blown away from afar, and all fell into the swamp, and the beasts in the swamp went crazy.

The mud around the island was churning violently again, and it was time for the beasts to do their best.

A figure suddenly appeared in the swamp and rushed towards the direction of the island...... It was Molière, but he was now very embarrassed, drenched in mud and water, and the smell wafted away.

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Introduction to "The Good Daughter-in-law of the Tang Dynasty" (finish):

Others are either queens and noblewomen, or rich daughters, why did I become a child daughter-in-law, and I am also a rural household registration? The worst thing is that it is still an era when officials and bandits are inseparable, how can this little woman live?

Fortunately, I am not lonely, there are four walls in the house, there is a sick mother on the bed, a little husband next to me, and a group of snot babies below...... My husband can't count on it, where is my husband?

Forget it, things are more expensive than people, people are heavier than things, as long as there are people, everything is possible, that ...... There will be bread, and my husband will grow up, so be it!

In order to support this family, Xia Xiaowan must use the knowledge she has mastered to change the poverty situation of this family, and also let Xianggong catch up with the first time in history. )