The eaglet may have not eaten for a while, and in an instant, it pecked all the fresh meat on the palm of Gurandot's hand, but Hu Mai did not move.

"Eagles are easy to raise, and they only eat meat like Brother Rongmu, whether it is rabbit meat, mutton or rat meat, there is meat! It doesn't take half a year to work hard, and this guy can grow up and take an adult ram to the sky! ”

Liu Zhen'er glared at the eagle with a little disgust, he thought it was fun to sweep the eagle's nest with Qin Chong and Sha Mihan, or he wanted to stew this hen-sized eagle cub with fire and beat his teeth.

At this time, there were a few goshawks hovering in the sky in front of our camp, maybe they were the parents of this young eagle!

The abominable invaders have captured their children, and these bloodthirsty birds of prey are waiting for revenge!

"Qin Chong, old man! The eagle father and mother in the sky are looking for you to settle the account! Beware of pecking two big holes in your heads! ”

I pointed to the vultures chirping and circling at the zenith, and reminded me half-truthfully, and my heart was also beating a drum.

"Oh my god! No way! Shamihan subconsciously touched his head.

And Qin Chong and Liu Zhen'er instinctively put their hands on the handle of the knife on their waists, ready to attack at any time.

Fortunately, after circling back and forth, the vultures did not find any prey to attack, so they flew in the direction of the ice peak in front of them, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Don't do bad things, don't do evil deeds! God's revenge is not happy at all! Qin Chong to see if there are any holes left on your heads, hahaha! ”

Looking at the frightened faces of the three old fellows, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Now in this kingdom of the Buddha, birds and beasts seem to have the imprint of God, and we, the merchants who are not destroyed in front of the landslide, all believe in karma.

"Amitabha, let's raise it first! Old man Liu Qinchong, hurry up and find a way to get a birdcage for me! Miss Ben will atone for your sins! ”

Accompanied by each other on the way to the moon, Gu Landuo and Qin Chong have already been acquainted, and there is no need for any politeness.

"Silly girl, what kind of birdcage do you need to raise young eagles, a wooden frame is enough! Go and get my staff! ”

Grandpa and Uncle Su also rushed over and held the eagle in their palms with a smile.

"Grandpa, forget about you, the master of playing eagles! Teach your granddaughter how to do it! Gulando, adoringly, pulled his grandfather for advice.

"Yes! When the lord was as old as you, he and Mrs. Liu set up an eagle and rode a horse in Qinwangchuan in Jincheng County, Longxi, and galloped across the country, which was called a happy life! Uncle Su also complimented.

"Hey! Half of my life is tired of business, and the past of these happy lives has almost forgotten! ”

Grandpa instantly regained the high-spirited appearance of his youth, happily raised the young eagle to his mouth, and made a posture of feeding the eagle mother.

The young eagle really managed to put the slender and curved eagle rafters up, and took a few steps back on his grandfather's arm without pecking at the food.

With a few simple movements, Grandpa has vividly demonstrated the paradigm of communication and closeness with the young eagles.

From this point of view, Grandpa Boy's will really be a carefree person, and the reputation of "Champion Hou" is definitely not in vain.

While speaking, Qin Chong had already taken his grandfather's poplar cane.

"Where's your mount? Jincheng, you go and get another piece of leather rope! ”

Grandpa, led by Gulando, came to a large van and stuck his staff in two symmetrical gaps in front of the saddle.

Then he turned back and took the leather rope I had given me, and tied it to the wooden staff on one side, and attached the talons of the eagle on the other.

Finally, a piece of discarded sheepskin and a wooden staff were firmly wrapped together with the remaining leather rope, and the bracket that the eagle usually rested on was done.

"Duo'er, when the eagle can fly, release the leather rope. At that time, whether this bird will go or stay depends on your fate! ”

Grandpa rubbed his hands, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and smiled happily.

"Grandpa, give it a name!"

Gulandot tugged at the eagle with his fingers, trying to drive it off the stand.

But the eaglet's two claws, which had not yet grown, were as if they were nailed to a wooden staff, and the shrewd little girl believed that the eaglet did not want a birdcage.

"The mountains and seas have clouds: the mountains of the three dangers, the blue birds. Let's call it Qingluan! ”

Grandpa stroked his beard and smiled, and went to the tent with Uncle Su to have dinner.

The crowd of onlookers also dispersed, leaving only Gulandau alone to chat with the chick for a long time.

Since then, this Buddhist goshawk named "Qingluan" has always been by the side of the little sister Gulando, and has never left.

On the stone hill next to the city of the king of Shupantuo, there is a pagoda made of white stones.

According to the locals, a monk who traveled to Middle-earth to preach Buddhism from a poisonous country passed by here a few decades ago.

Seeing that the local people were simple and simple, they stayed on the stone mountain by the Mo River.

He received a wide range of disciples and taught the Hinayana Buddhism of self-cultivation and self-detachment to the world, and was deeply loved by the subjects of the Shupantuo kingdom and respected him as the national teacher.

It is no wonder that although these natives live in such a closed land surrounded by ice, they are all kind and intelligent, and their eyes are as pure as water.

It was not at all like the ignorance and chaos of the wild people in the deserted village that he met on the way, it turned out that he was illuminated by the light of the Buddha who was a poisonous monk.

Ten years ago, the master passed away, and his spiritual relics were enshrined under this pagoda for the world to admire.

On the second day of camping in the castle of Wangcheng, my grandfather led me and Uncle Su and others to prepare tributes and go up the mountain to worship.

Disciples of Buddhism preach the Dafa of helping the world and saving people, and they can leave their homes and careers to travel the world to surpass sentient beings in order to seek blessings in the next life.

Our merchants can make all kinds of goods prosperous, all people will benefit, and our own family can also obtain the wealth of this life.

The origins of the two are different, the Buddha is born, and the business is the entry into the WTO, but they seem to have the same destination.

Therefore, for those monks and monks who are ragged and want nothing, but can travel all over the world to promote the Dharma as their lifelong responsibility, my grandfather has always admired them very much.

There is also the meaning of people in the same way and sympathy for each other.

After five days in the kingdom of Shupantuo, the necessary wheat naan cakes were purchased on the way, and the vitality of the people and animals was almost restored.

The caravan then set up camp and left the Buddha kingdom of the son of Han and Japan.

The thousand-year-old snow-capped mountains that continue to descend from the Nine Peaks of Ice in front of us will be the biggest obstacle since we traveled westward.

According to the guide, Brother Rongmu, it is the best season to climb over this snow-capped mountain.

In the middle of winter, it is too cold, the air is thin and then dripping water is added to turn into ice, and the slightest carelessness will freeze to death on the mountain.

In summer, the ground temperature rises, the ice and snow on the mountains loosen, and avalanches and landslides can be seen everywhere.

Brother Rong Mu said that he had seen a Sassanid national horse team of about 20 people with his own eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by a roaring avalanche and buried under this ice cliff.

Those monks who are dedicated to the Buddha, do not avoid water and fire, and do not ask about the good fortune of the road ahead, I don't know how many people have lost their lives on this iceberg throughout the ages.

The caravan climbed the mountain in the morning, and the order given by my grandfather was to cross the snow-capped mountain that day, without the slightest delay.

Everyone understands this truth, spending the night on such a snow peak, the smooth breath can't take a breath, who can stand the long cold night!

It is said: A gentleman does not stand on a precipice!

The snow-capped mountain yaks that carried the whole team to feed them went on the road first, and gave our follow-up camel team and horse team a way to step on the snow line.

As far as the eye can see, it is white, and it extends upwards to the place where it connects with the azure dome.

It seems that after crossing this snow-capped mountain, we will reach heaven.

Walking on this snowfield is no stranger to me, and the scene of playing in the snow with Miss Shangguan Yanxi on the western capital of Chang'an and Zhongnan Mountain in the Spring Festival last year is still vivid.

Every time I think about it, my heart is like a knife, and I don't know what happened to this beautiful woman now.

I have failed her promise of the Jade Gate, and Miss Yanxi will definitely hate me to death.

However, compared with the Guanzhong Snow Field, the difference between this Green Ridge Snow Mountain and the Guanzhong Snow Field is that the higher you go, the more you can't breathe.

Walking on it is like a nightmare, no matter how hard you try, your legs are as if you are stepping on cotton, weak and weak.

"Brother, I can't get angry!"

When we reached the summit, it was already afternoon.

Gulando, who was beside me, suddenly took my hand and cried out weakly, and when she looked back, her face was already suffocated.

"Miss, bear with me a little longer! It's almost down the mountain! I'll carry you! ”

Hearing Gulando's wail, Shamihan handed the reins of the horse to Liu Zhen'er, and involuntarily carried Gulando's back on his back.

Before going up the mountain, the two recruits, Gulando, and I were specially instructed not to squat down no matter how tired we were on the way up.

Once you crouch, you can't stand up again, which is a formidable spell that has been heard for thousands of years in the green ridge snowfield.

Along the way, some bodies sitting or lying can be faintly seen on the slopes, and I don't know what year, month, and who left them.

It is likely that they are all tired walkers who want to stop and rest for a while, but they end up staying on the snowy peaks forever.

Sha Mihan and Qin Chong had already walked back and forth on this business route, and they all knew the danger of it.

Therefore, Shamihan, who is tall and powerful, saw that Gulandou could no longer hold on, so he hurriedly took action to protect the Lord.

Qin Chong and Liu Zhen'er were both born in the Han region, and they are still not used to walking on this cold snowfield, and they have to drive camels and horses, so they have long been too busy to take care of themselves.

And my mind is full of blanks, and I only have one thought, no matter what, I have to live, which is the only motivation for me to hold on now.