As soon as Ma Qin in the courtyard saw Jing Xiaotian coming back with a golden eagle, he asked, "Is the lord going to boil the eagle?" ”

"yes, do you know that, too?"

As soon as the words came out, Jing Xiaotian realized that he was asking redundantly, people on the grassland, who doesn't know about boiling eagles, which itself is part of the grassland culture.

"I know something, then I'll go and prepare it now." After Ma Qin finished speaking, he went down to prepare.

Zhao Dan smiled at Jing Xiaotian: "The following things depend on yourself, Ma Qin knows these things very well, then I will go back first!" If so, don't forget to bring your eagle to see me! ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand and urged the horse to leave.

Jing Xiaotian shouted at his back at this time: "Zhao Dan, thank you!" ”

Zhao Dan's figure paused slightly, and then rode away.

His faint voice slowly came from the air: "What's polite to me!" ”

After a while, Ma Qin had already made preparations for boiling the eagle, he came to Jing Xiaotian with a smile and said, "Lord, the preparations for boiling the eagle have been done, you had better start boiling the eagle now, the eagle that has just been caught is strong and boiled." This golden eagle doesn't look big, it has two days and two nights, and it should be able to get out. ”

"Okay, then I'll go over and have a look!" Jing Xiaotian said with great interest.

However, as soon as she arrived at the Eagle Boiling Field, she was dumbfounded, and there was nothing in this empty room except a long leather tube.

Jing Xiaotian blinked, turned his head to look at Ma Qin, and asked, "You better tell me first, what is going on with this boiling eagle." ”

"Ahh Ma Qin looked a little surprised, he didn't expect that Jing Xiaotian didn't know anything about the boiling eagle.

Jing Xiaotian couldn't help but smile when he saw Ma Qin's expression: "I only know that I envy the golden eagles that others have, and I never thought about how they cultivated the golden eagles!" ”

"Oh, oh, in fact, the so-called boiling eagle is a contest of wills between man and eagle. For both people and eagles, they are very cruel, and both sides also do not eat, drink or sleep, and whoever breaks first will loses. ”

Ma Qin explained succinctly.

"That's exactly what happened!" Jing Xiaotian was secretly taken aback when she heard this, she didn't expect that the golden eagle that was brought out was actually conquered by such a cruel process.

"Lord?" Ma Qin saw that Jing Xiaotian was silent, thinking that she was going to give up, so he called out tentatively.

"King Zhennan, as well as Princess Tianjiao, and their golden eagles, are they all trained in this way?"

Jing Xiaotian didn't believe that those royal sons and daughters could also endure such hardships.

"Of course, everyone who owns a golden eagle has worked hard! They are all people with strong willpower. Ma Qin's answer was unquestionable.

"How old did King Zhennan get the first golden eagle?" Jing Xiaotian asked reluctantly.

"When King Zhennan was eight years old, he boiled out the first golden eagle, and he spent three days and two nights, and his arms were so swollen that he couldn't bend down."

Ma Qin said with admiration.

"Why is my arm swollen?"

"When you boil the eagle, you hold the eagle with your arms."

Ma Qin said, his eyes glanced at Jing Xiaotian, and wondered in his heart, is Jing Xiaotian afraid of difficulties, what kind of steps should he find to let Jing Xiaotian come down?

The golden eagle that had been held in Jing Xiaotian's arms turned his head sideways at this time and glanced at Jing Xiaotian defiantly, and Jing Xiaotian suddenly felt that he was despised.

A momentum of not admitting defeat suddenly floated from his heart, Jing Xiaotian said secretly: What others can do, I will definitely be able to do it, what's the big deal, isn't it just gritting your teeth and getting through!

The idea of being competitive and strong, the fear of cowardice and hesitation, dissipated in an uproar.

Otherwise, people live as a spirit!

Jing Xiaotian took a deep breath, looked at Ma Qin with a firm gaze, and said, "Sue sù what should I do, I'll start boiling eagles now!" ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Ma Qindi's eyes, as the saying goes: good birds choose trees to perch, and good ministers choose their masters.

Although Ma Qin is a slave and has no right to choose a master, he also hopes that he can follow a strong-willed, decisive and powerful master.

So when Jing Xiaotian said this, he replied busily: "Lord, you just need to put on this sheepskin tube and put the golden eagle on your arm, and the two of you will learn to spend it all the time, and the golden eagle will admit defeat more times, and it will be done in more time." ”

"Then how do I know that the golden eagle has conceded defeat?" Jing Xiaotian asked.

It nods at you, and that's the towel, and you can feed it some meat. When feeding, don't put the meat to its mouth, put it on the leather tube on your arm, and later, the golden eagle will fly over when it sees you stretching out your arm. Ma Qin said.

"I understand, this is a competition between me and the golden eagle, fighting will, fighting endurance, and it is carried out according to the natural law of respecting the strong. Today, I gave up to get the golden eagle. ”

Jing Xiaotian said, put on the leather tube himself, and put the golden eagle on his arm.

As soon as Ma Qin saw it, he hurriedly retreated, and he was still telling through the door: "Don't let the golden eagle fall asleep, once it sees the blue sky grassland in its dreams, it will be wasted, either give it freedom or let it die." ”

"You have to keep the golden eagle alive than dead, and if you want it to feel that death hovers around it, only then can you conquer it. And when you boil the eagle, no one else can come in, so you don't get any care. If you can't hold it anymore, just let the eagle go! ”

Jing Xiaotian didn't make a sound, only silently raised his arms and put the golden eagle on it.

The golden eagle was very spiritual, as if he knew that this was a contest, tilted his head sideways, squinted at Jing Xiaotian, his eyes were full of disdain, and stood firmly on Jing Xiaotian's arm.

At the beginning, Jing Xiaotian still thought it was very funny, and looked at the golden eagle from time to time, looking at it, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

The golden eagle also tried to move around her arm from time to time, deliberately swaying her body, trying to consume Jing Xiaotian's body.

Slowly, the atmosphere in the room became solemn, and Jing Xiaotian's arm began to sore. A trace of sweat also oozed from her head.

The golden eagle seemed to feel Jing Xiaotian's exhaustion, stared at Jing Xiaotian quite proudly, and ostentatiously, flapped his wings, and paced on Jing Xiaotian's arms with his head held high.

Jing Xiaotian felt that her arm was so sore that it seemed to be hanging down at any time, and she kept encouraging herself: Hold on, hold on, just get through, no matter what, you can't let a golden eagle compare!

Time passed minute by minute, every moment was a difficulty, a test, Jing Xiaotian secretly bit his tongue, and stiffly supported his arms straight, not moving.