After declining Brad's kindness, Wang Hao didn't have the heart to stay here at all, and after thinking about it, he sent a text message to Pete and Neil, telling them that he would go back to the ranch first.

The hazy drizzle hit his face slightly cold, and the small droplets of water on the tips of his hair looked like layers of cream. The temperature dropped so much at night that I couldn't stand wearing a short sleeve.

Perhaps the sound of the car igniting was too loud, and the wild mandarin duck in the dilapidated telephone booth subconsciously poked his head out to check it, and then continued with his life events without thinking.

Wang Hao was driving while thinking about how he should deal with this matter, there is a natural reason why the golden eagle can't live in Australia, and now he has raised the golden eagle more outstandingly, which also makes him feel pressure.

On the one hand, he didn't want the golden eagle to continue to hunt in the rest of the pastures, so that the rest of the ranchers would definitely have opinions, and no one wanted their cattle and sheep to be eaten for a long time.

On the other hand, Wang Hao is unwilling to drive away the wild nature of the golden eagle, how can a golden eagle that is fed by others have the pride and ambition to fight in the sky.

Wang Hao, who was in a dilemma, could only go back and have a look first, and he was not extravagant enough to provide a live sheep for Xiaojin to hunt every day. Because the general eagle predator cannot eat the prey, it will only selectively eat some good meat and internal organs such as heart and lungs.

If Jin had learned to store food, it would have been impossible for the ranch to have a constant smell of rotting flesh in the living quarters.

Driving requires a high degree of concentration, because it is easy for kangaroos to be attracted by the headlights of cars in such a suburb where there are no street lights, and it is not uncommon for cars to crash and die at that time.

Almost non-stop back to the pasture. The living quarters were empty, and there was no one left in the huge pasture. However, the shepherd dogs who loyally guarded the door ran over to greet Wang Hao happily. One by one, they scrambled in front of him, sticking out their tongues and being ecstatic.

But Wang Hao didn't care about this. He whistled loudly, then used his magic to spread the special sound wave. This is the unique contact between him and Xiao Jin, otherwise the little golden eagle hovering and soaring in the sky would not be wearing headphones.

After a long time, Xiao Jin slowly fell from the sky, its height at this time is already one meter, the wingspan is almost two meters when flying, although it has only been born for half a year, but its size has almost reached the level of an adult golden eagle.

Now Xiao Jin can no longer stand on Wang Hao's arm, and his weight and height have exceeded the range that Wang Hao can bear. That kind of beauty can only exist in memories.

It has to be said that the magic of the druid is quite powerful, it can shorten the juvenile period of animals and keep them alive. As the king of birds, the golden eagle generally has a lifespan of fifty years, and now the little golden eagle can completely impact this record.

After landing on the ground, Xiao Jin will look much more embarrassed, not as chic and comfortable as in the sky. Its feathered legs were still stained with a few strands of wool and blood, and its feet were toed forward. One toe is facing backwards, and the toes are covered with thick, claws that are as sharp as a lion tiger, and the claws on the inner and hind toes are even sharper.

When it captures its prey, its claws can pierce the vital parts of the prey at the same time like sharp blades. Tear flesh and skin, tear blood vessels, and even break the neck of your prey. Huge wings are also one of its powerful weapons. Sometimes a winged fan will pass and it can knock the prey to the ground.

This method of attacking with wings is very common in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". The divine eagle that followed Yang Guo to wander the rivers and lakes was based on the golden eagle.

In the bright light, the black-brown feathers of the little golden eagle look shining. The golden spear-like feathers on the back of its neck look quite imposing. It has a pair of very dark and bright eyes, and there is no impurity in the maroon pupils, so it is considered by the Tibetans to be the only sacred bird that dares to look directly at the sun.

金雕是墨西哥国鸟，也曾是古罗马的权力象征，是公认的天空霸主。

But now this sky overlord looked at Wang Hao with his eyes, as if he knew that his actions were exposed.

"Look at you, being a thief is so blatant, the cowboy is still on the side, you dare to rush down by yourself, what if you are shot!" Wang Hao hated iron and steel, he was very afraid, almost every rancher has a gun license, cowboys are not weak, Pete and Luna they all have pistols and bullets, not to mention some shotguns.

After Xiao Jin heard this, he suddenly spread his wings slightly, as if he had objections to Wang Hao's words.

"You think your feathers can hold bullets? Give you a little magic and it will be brilliant, and hopefully you will never get a chance to take this lesson. So many of your predecessors have fallen on even inferior earthen guns. ”

Wang Hao didn't expect that his education would become a matter of avoiding guns, which was obviously off topic. He quickly shook his head and said, "In the future, you can't go to other people's pastures to catch cattle and sheep, at most you can go to them to hunt the rest of the animals." ”

The little golden eagle squeaked a little dissatisfied, and protested against Wang Hao's request, now that he is still young, how can he grow his body without eating more meat.

"This matter is non-negotiable, you can hunt wild dogs, hares, and the recent news doesn't say that wild deer are overflowing? You can try that, and we'll help you keep it fresh when you can't finish it. You can also try kangaroos, as long as you can win. ”

With the help of the heart of nature in his body, Wang Hao was able to communicate with Xiao Jin so smoothly, although that thing could not fight or make money, but it was still very useful in other aspects.

The dialogue between one person and one sculpture is particularly interesting, but unfortunately no one can witness this scene.

There is still blood on the curved beak of the little gold, and the posture of the penguin-like walking is a bit shaky, and it is quite unsuitable for walking on land.

Since it learned to fly, it has been spending more and more time off the ground, and only when it is tired of flying will it stop on the eaves or on the branches or roofs to rest for a while. Only at this time can a photo of it be taken, and it is completely invisible in the air at an altitude of hundreds of meters and thousands of meters, even if Wang Hao covers his eyes with magic power.

Now there are still a lot of photos of Xiaojin Shenjun in Wang Hao's camera, including the arrogance of staring at the clear eyes, the chic of flapping wings and chasing the wind, the firm and persistent swooping, and the solemnity of turning his head to watch.

I have to say that Xiaojin's feathers are particularly waterproof, and the layer of grease on the feathers completely isolates the rain from the outside, even if it flies back and forth in the night sky of light rain, it still doesn't get wet.

Wiping the blood stains on its body with a tissue, Wang Hao patted its wings and said, "When you are full tonight, fly back to the nest to sleep, you are not an owl." (To be continued......)