Thinking that the sweet goat's milk was stolen by a small eagle, Shuang Zhe was very annoyed.

He planned to give the eagle some color to see, but just as Shuang Zhe was about to slap the eagle away, the eagle flew away by itself.

"Don't let me meet you again. "Shuang Zhe thought to himself that if I hadn't practiced enough, I would have to catch up with you, arrest you, and then strip you of your bird feathers and let you fly naked.

He sniffed vigorously at the milk in the jar, then turned back to roast the goat.

Soon, the goat was roasted, and Shuang Zhe planned to taste it himself, and then call the master to eat it with Lao Zhong.

But just when Shuang Zhe was about to use the waist knife to cut the leg of mutton, a black shadow fell on the side of the dairy sheep.

It's the eagle.

The feathers of this eagle are golden, and it looks very majestic, but no matter how majestic the eagle is, in the eyes of Shuang Zhe, it is not enough to fight.

"Believe it or not, I chopped you up. Shuang Zhe brandished his waist knife to scare Xiao Diao.

The people of the steppe rarely eat birds, especially eagles.

Because the eagle is a friend of the herdsman.

Many herders rely on black eagles in captivity to protect against wolves.

Therefore, Shuang Zhe did not intend to kill this little eagle.

Moreover, this little eagle is a ghost, and it is impossible that it was raised by herdsmen. If Shuang Zhe kills this little eagle, it is very likely that he will have a conflict with the herdsmen. Although there are masters and old bells by his side now, Shuang Zhe still thinks that he should keep a low profile.

After all, what they were going to was Yin Mountain.

As for what to do, Zhong Yuanpeng said that he would know if he went.

Then go for it.

After all, Yinshan is also a holy place, and Shuangzhe has not been there in the past. Moreover, if he was valued by the priest's temple, he would be very rich.

You must know that the priest's hall has sent a lot of gray-clothed priests to many large tribes, and if Shuang Zhe mixes a priest stationed in a certain tribe, there will be no shortage of anything.

The little golden eagle looked at Shuang Zhe's waist knife, took two steps back, and then trotted away.

"I'm scared, I forgot to fly. ”

Shuang Zhe was about to make a move, and the little golden eagle came back.

This time, he had a Hai Dongqing in his mouth that was two circles better than it.

For a moment, Shuang Zhe was dumbfounded.

......

Carved out of Liaodong, the most handsome is called Haidongqing.

Liaodong is located in the east of Beiman, that place, there are few people, and there are traces of mysterious beasts everywhere.

Of course, there are many good things in such an out-of-this-world place.

Hai Dongqing is one of them.

The Northern Barbarians liked carving, so many cultivators went to Liaodong to capture a lot of Haidong Qing and tamed it to Da Shan Yu.

Over time, there were more Haidongqing in the Northern Barbarians.

And Mao Dun cultivated these Haidongqing as his eyes and ears.

It is said that there are thousands of Haidongqing on the Beiban grassland, and these Haidongqing can be seen anywhere in the Beiban grassland.

Therefore, Haidongqing is also known as the flying wolf smoke.

Because Hai Dongqing is the private property of Da Shan Yu, the northern barbarian people did not dare to capture it secretly, and even, when they saw the injured Hai Dongqing, the herdsmen would send it to the royal court.

But now, a dead Hai Dongqing appeared in front of Shuang Zhe.

"You killed you?"

Shuang Zhe asked the little golden eagle.

The little golden eagle actually nodded, and then actually stretched out his claws to send Hai Dongqing's body into the fire.

It means to let Shuang Zhe roast this Hai Dongqing.

As for the purpose, it should be that he wants Shuang Zhe to give him some mutton to eat.

......

Shuang Zhe knows the importance of Haidongqing, but he also knows that Haidongqing is delicious.

He knew that Mao Dun liked to eat Hai Dongqing.

Of course, Mao Dun eats the ineffective Haidongqing.

In the eyes of the Northern Barbarians, once they are old and have no effect, they will become food.

Shuang Zhe once heard his uncle say that after eating Hai Dongqing, he praised Hai Dongqing's meat for being chewy and delicious.

"Then eat it, it's dead anyway. ”

When Shuang Zhe handed a piece of milk mutton to the little golden eagle, he said: "Listen to my brother, I will mix with my brother in the future, and you will eat it indispensably." ”

The little golden eagle was stunned for a moment, and then flapped its wings, indicating that it was no problem.

"You are optimistic about this sheep, but you can't steal it. ”

After Shuang Zhe finished speaking, he carried Hai Dongqing's body and walked towards the puddle.

He is used to killing sheep, and he kills eagles very quickly.

However, when he cleaned Hai Dongqing's claws, he found that there was a gold cylinder tied to the claws.

Undoubtedly, this is Hai Dongqing of Da Dan Yu. As for the gold cylinder, it must have been used to hold intelligence.

Shuang Zhe put the gold cylinder into his arms, planning to go back and find a place to bury it.

If Wang Ting knew that he had peeked at Shan Yu's information, it would be troublesome.

After Shuang Zhe cleaned Hai Dongqing, he walked towards the camp.

It was only when he got closer that he found that only one skeleton of the goat on the campfire remained. And the little golden eagle was lying under the skeleton, looking unfinished.

"You've eaten it all?"

Shuang Zhe wanted to cry without tears.

How could he let a weasel watch the chickens?

"Chirp".

The little golden eagle chirped crisply twice, indicating yes.

"You're welcome. In view of the fact that the little golden eagle already recognized himself as the boss, Shuang Zhe was not angry, but put Haidong Qing on the fire and began to roast.

"If you don't have enough to eat, go and get a sheep. ”

Shuang Zhe said to the little golden eagle while roasting Hai Dongqing.

The little golden eagle listened, nodded, and flew into the sky.

Due to the gloomy weather, the little golden eagle quickly disappeared into mid-air.

"This little brute won't run away, will he?"

Shuang Zhe thought to himself that if he was so smart, he couldn't say it if he was fooled by a bird.

Fortunately, the place where Master and Lao Zhong healed was a little far from the camp.

Shuang Zhe was roasting Hai Dongqing while humming an out-of-tune grassland tune.

......

Five days ago, Eilechuan had turned into nothingness.

After that, it rained heavily for a long time.

At the same time, many terrifying beasts appeared in the torrential rain.

"I guess I escaped from the Eile River. Liu San paused and said, "Don't meet the parasitic beast." ”

Zhong Yuanpeng thinks that Liu San is right.

As for Shuang Zhe, what can he say.

So, the three of them braved the rain to hurry. Fortunately, Zhong Yuanpeng had accumulated a lot of materials along the way. And among them is felt cloth to protect from the rain.

When the rain weakened, Shuang Zhe built a tent out of felt cloth.

Because Master and Lao Zhong were injured.

Thinking that there might be powerful mysterious beasts around, Shuang Zhe was a little nervous.

The grassland after the rain is very quiet. The sky was also dark. It's noon.

And the herdsmen who were originally easy to encounter are nowhere to be found.

"Something must have happened. ”

Shuang Zhe thought that it was the right choice to go to Yinshan at this time. Perhaps, Da Dan Yu also went.

"I don't know how the war is going. ”

Although Shuang Zhe doesn't have any big ambitions, he is also a citizen of the Northern Barbarians after all, so he naturally doesn't want the Northern Barbarians to lose.

He was thinking about it when suddenly a scorching smell came over him.

Well, Hai Dongqing is scorched.

Helpless, Shuang Zhe had to change the side and continue to bake.

If this continues, the master and Lao Zhong will talk about him in a while.

After a morning of struggling, nothing was done.

Fortunately, I have made good progress in my cultivation recently. According to Liu San, Shuang Zhe is about to expand his pulse.

Expand the pulse realm, this is enough to enter the realm of the royal court as a guard.

Moreover, the guards of this realm are paid a lot every year.

Moreover, those noble ladies especially like the young talents of the Tuomai realm, because the strength of the Tuomai is just right.

When Shuang Zhe was thinking about it, the smell of burning came again.

There's really no meat to eat now.

Moreover, the scorched is still the always precious Haidongqing.

When Shuang Zhe was helpless, a fat sheep fell from the sky.

Then, the little golden eagle stood on the corpse of the fat sheep and chirped twice towards Shuang Zhe, with smug eyes in his eyes.

It's just that Shuang Zhe is a little helpless.

Because when the fat sheep landed, the feces squeezed from the anus to his body.