Everyone took advantage of this time to catch up on sleep, only the fat man was excited and volunteered to guard the Hai Dongqing who had wilted.

After a night of silence, at noon the next day, a Humvee drove into the village.

A car entered the village, although it also attracted the attention of many villagers, but the onlookers saw the car driving into the village temple, and they all dispersed in fear.

The fat man saw the Humvee at a glance and quickly woke everyone up.

Seeing the Humvee, Zhao San hurriedly put away the cigarette pouch pole and took Sairengui Guo Sheng and the red-haired ghost Liu Tang to greet him.

After the people in the car saw Zhao San, they hurriedly jumped out of the car, carried a package, gave Zhao San a salute, and then followed Zhao San to see Zhang Meng. After passing by the fat man and Hai Dongqing beside him, the man's body paused obviously.

"Twelve generals, the pheasant has seen the head of the family!"

Hearing that this person was the pheasant in Zhao San's mouth, Zhang Meng hurriedly took a closer look.

The pheasant in front of him is tall, with a foot of 1.8 meters, and like Liu Tang, he is a white-faced, beardless, very burly Northeast man, there is nothing special about the whole person, but the palms of his hands are particularly eye-catching.

The palm is not only big, but the fingers are also very slender, which is the same as Ye Jiuyou.

If this is abroad, it is a good material for playing the piano, billiards, and basketball.

"Hmm." Zhang Meng nodded, responded to the pheasant, and planned to invite the pheasant to come in and drink saliva first.

Although the pheasant is a big man in the north, his appearance feels very simple, but there is a faint hint of arrogance in his expression, and everyone in front of him except Zhao San and Zhang Meng doesn't even look at it.

The appearance of the pheasant immediately angered the fat man, and the fat man said with a big grin: "Haha, this is a bit interesting." The people of their Ye family, their nicknames are all unworthy of their names. However, the twelve generals of your Zhang family really look alike, the brown rat is treacherous and cunning, and this pheasant is also very proud. ”

Hearing the fat man's words, the corners of the pheasant's mouth picked up, which was regarded as a response, but he focused more on Hai Dongqing in the fat man's hand.

"Pheasant, I'm afraid you haven't seen such a purebred Haidongqing for many years, right?" Seeing the pheasant's eyes, Zhao San next to him had already taken out the cigarette pouch pole and lit it again, and said with a smile.

"That's what the third master said." The pheasant nodded.

Facing Hai Dongqing in the hands of the fat man, the pheasant was like a pilgrimage, full of awe.

"Is it really Hai Dongqing?" Xiao Lou had heard Zhao San say before that the pheasant's best skills were falconry and eagle boiling. At this moment, the pheasant has been determined, and Xiaolou is even more envious of Haidong Qinglai in the fat man's hand.

"Of course." Speaking of Hai Dongqing, the pheasant couldn't even drink water, took a breath, and began to talk eloquently: "Actually, this thing is not ugly, Hai Dongqing is very different from other falcons. ”

"Oh?" Hearing the analysis of Hai Dongqing by professionals like Qing Pheasant again, Zhang Meng asked with interest: "Isn't Hai Dongqing the King of Ten Thousand Eagles?" ”

"What the head of the house said is not wrong." The pheasant nodded and said, "Biologically speaking, the eagle belongs to the falcon class, and the eagle falcon is the same thing in a broad sense, but the consensus of most people is different. The eagles we often talk about are generally such large goshawks and sparrowhawks, but the falcons in our mouths refer to some smaller eagles, such as the old harrier. ”

"Cut, it's not the same." The fat man had some trouble with the pheasant from the beginning, and immediately rolled his eyes and mocked.

"Of course not." Hearing the fat man's sarcasm, the pheasant replied with a very stern expression: "Large eagles can catch large animals such as sheep and deer, but small falcons cannot. ”

"Humph!" Faced with the pheasant's analysis, the fat man snorted.

"Although Hai Dongqing is known as the King of Ten Thousand Eagles, it is not the most famous in terms of volume, its strongest point is high and fast, and it has another nickname that is closest to God." The pheasant continued: "So, in ancient times, he was the god of the steppe people! Others are mostly used for play, showing off, or to hunt prey. But Hai Dongqing's use is a little more profound, it is more of a transmission of information, a symbol of the gods. ”

"Hmm." Zhang Meng nodded.

"Hai Dongqing is known as the white falcon in the falcon class, and the Hai Dongqing in your hand is a juvenile falcon at first glance. The normal weight of Haidongqing is known as the giant falcon, although they now look at their white coat color, but the adult Haidongqing feather color is changeable, as long as the mouth lead, wax, tarsal plantar and toes can still be recognized. As long as you don't encounter cannibalism of the same kind, it is still difficult for Hai Dongqing to have natural enemies. The pheasant continued.

"Worthy of a falconer, these things ......"

Without waiting for Liu Tang, who was stunned next to him, to finish praising him, he heard the pheasant answer coldly: "Wrong, we are not falconers!" The falconers are all in Xinjiang, and the eagle is a friend of our Northeast people, you can call me the eagle style according to the local dialect. The implication is that the pheasant has a lot of respect for eagles.

"Cut, what a guy who loves to be more serious." The fat man muttered quietly beside him.

Hearing the fat man's words, the pheasant looked at the fat man.

Seeing the pheasant like this, the fat man thought that the pheasant was provoking him, and immediately asked angrily: "If you really understand, just tame this Haidongqing and let the fat man take a look." ”

"No need to tame." Hearing the fat man's provocative words, the pheasant replied with a flat expression.

"No tame?" The fat man suddenly laughed: "Bragging, you're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue?" I've never heard of a falconer who can subdue this king of eagles without taming! ”

"I'm not a falconer." The pheasant didn't give the fat man any face, and still responded stubbornly, and then ignored the fat man again.

Seeing that the pheasant ignored himself, the fat man only felt that the words he released were like hitting the air, and there was no target.

Seeing that the pheasant and the fat man were stiff, Zhao San hurriedly stepped forward to separate the two and explained to the fat man: "The pheasant is such a person who admits death. Don't be surprised, little fat man. ”

"Cut, who wants to be like him." The fat man muttered.

"Brother Pheasant, why doesn't this Haidongqing need to be tamed?" Zhang Meng didn't pay attention to the differences between the fat man and the pheasant, the fat man's mouth owed, and he had already realized it. Zhang Meng is even more worried that if this Hai Dongqing has no effect, then wouldn't the clue to go north to find his father Zhang Shaoye be broken again?

Hearing Zhang Meng's inquiry, the pheasant walked up to the fat man and stretched out his palm.

I saw that Hai Dongqing, whose demeanor was wilted, seemed to flash a trace of arrogant stubbornness in his eyes, and then obediently flew into the palm of the pheasant's hand.

"Because this juvenile Haidongqing has already experienced the first stage of boiling eagles." The pheasant caressed Hai Dongqing's feathers lovingly, and said with a rather pitiful expression: "And it seems that this Hai Dongqing hasn't eaten or slept for a long time." ”

"If the information we have is correct, this Hai Dongqing has been in the shrine for several months......" Laizi had been observing the pheasant for a long time before speaking.

"A few months? Underground shrines? Only then did the pheasant suddenly come to his senses, and said to himself: "No wonder, this Haidong Qing looks so depressed." ”

"Not only is it sluggish, you see it's skinny." Xiao Lou also said pityingly: "Brother Fat gave it a lot of food, but it didn't eat it." ”

"It's nothing to be emaciated, I'm afraid of breaking the aura of this eagle." Seeing that everyone was puzzled, the pheasant explained: "Although the eagle itself is to use the eagle as his own tool, the person who really cherishes the eagle will not take the pride and aura of the eagle lightly. This Haidong Qing ......"

"Can you still recover?" Zhang Meng asked with concern.

"I want to see." The pheasant said uncertainly: "It's been too long, I think this boiling eagle man also left water and a little food for this Hai Dongqing before, otherwise this Hai Dongqing wouldn't want to survive......"

"For how long?" Ye Jiu finally opened his mouth.

"I can't say for sure." The pheasant shook his head, as if he didn't dare to make a decision.

"What do you mean by not being sure?" The fat man also said in a hurry.

"Maybe it's not even a thing."

"Nonsense."

"Hey, I said if you two can't fight." Zhao San hurriedly stopped the fat man, turned back to the pheasant and said: "I said that your stubborn temper has to be changed, why were you left in the Northeast by the big boss back then, don't you know?" ”

"Hmm." The pheasant seemed to listen to Zhao San's words, and immediately stopped talking to the fat man, but continued to explain: "It's a juvenile eagle again, and after such a long period of suffering, it's a bit heavy for it, and it's really not certain whether it can recover." ”

"So what do we do?" The fat man looked back at Zhao San and Zhang Meng and asked.

Ignoring the fat man, Zhang Meng looked at the pheasant again.

Seeing Zhang Meng looking at herself, the pheasant said in embarrassment: "I need time." ”

"But we don't have time, I have to go north to find clues." Zhang Meng said anxiously.

"This." The pheasant was clearly in a quandary.

"There's no other way?" Zhao San held the cigarette stick in his mouth, and he also looked worried. If this Hai Dongqing is really wasted, wouldn't the clue be broken again, then how can Zhang Shaoye be found?

Looking at the eyes of everyone who were all focused, the pheasant's expression turned around in embarrassment, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and quickly turned his head to Zhao San and said, "Third master, I remembered." ”

"Remember?" Seeing that the pheasant seemed to have some clues, Zhao San hurriedly asked.

"Third master, didn't you just say that I haven't seen Hai Dongqing for a long time?"

When the fat man heard this, he thought that the pheasant had deliberately diverted the topic, and immediately said dissatisfiedly: "So much nonsense! ”

This time, the pheasant didn't seem to care about the fat man's complaints, but just stared at Zhao San and Zhang Meng and said: "The Hai Dongqing I saw a few years ago should be the same kind as the Hai Dongqing in front of me." ”

"That is?" Hearing the pheasant's words, Zhao San suddenly reacted and asked with an excited expression, "Do you know the approximate location of these Haidongqing?" ”