Behind the pass, the terrain descends unusually abruptly, as if the ice peaks of the Green Ridge Plateau suddenly collapsed, forming thousands of ravines, green and verdant low mountains and hills.

Uncle Su is right, there is a cliff on one side of the mountain road, which is an excellent location for eagle flying.

Gulandau untied the leather rope tied to Qingluan's claws, held his hands high above his head, and reverently chanted.

"Almighty Buddha bless! Qingluan, be careful! It's up to you! Definitely coming back! ”

At the moment when Qingluan was released, the kind-hearted little sister burst into tears.

I could only put my arms around Gu Landuo's still thin shoulders to show comfort, for fear that if Qingluan didn't come back, my innocent little sister would not be able to think of following the flight.

looked down at the cliff, but saw that the young eagle Qingluan spread its wings at the moment of falling, and glided down.

When you reach the top of the hill below the cliff, you begin to slowly rise, forming a perfect arc.

"Look, Miss! Qingluan is flying! ”

Qin Chong pointed to the black dot that was getting farther and farther above the green forest below the mountain and shouted happily, and the guys standing on the side of the road also let out a cheer.

Gulando let out a long breath, and then folded his hands and prayed in a low voice, "Amitabha, Amitabha".

This time, what she was worried about was that Qingluan, who had been able to spread his wings and fly high, would go away and never come back.

Qingluan flew higher and higher, closer and closer, and finally circled above our heads a few times, slowly retracted its wings and swooped down, standing firmly on Gulando's shoulders.

Just like the warriors who have returned triumphantly, they look at us with their eagle rafters held high and look at us as if they are challenged, and let out a few happy "chirps".

The success of Qingluan's test flight is really something to celebrate, and Gulanduo gave it a hearty hug to show encouragement.

Uncle Langdong took the opportunity to send fresh meat to treat Qingluan, and the embarrassment between the two was resolved due to the unintentional question.

"Miss Doer, there is a fellow in my inn named Kazam, who has learned a magic skill of eagle training from a monk in the country of Capricorna in the traveling party. When I return to the High Annex, I will let him teach you all the skills! Ha ha! ”

Uncle Langdong smiled heartily.

"Eagle training also has magic skills! Hehe! Uncle Cousin, what you said is too mysterious! ”

Gulandor put Qingluan back on the scaffolding in front of the saddle, not quite believing what the senior said.

The caravan regained its course, and the sound of camel bells of silver and bronze rang out.

The guys from the two families talked and laughed together, the guys from Samarkand were happy that they didn't have to cross the Green Ridge Ice Field, and we were heartily happy that we were about to arrive at the High Annex.

"Granddaughter, this eagle training is very knowledgeable! Hehe, it's not as simple as helping you pick up the prey in the backshot and chase the cunning rabbit running on the grass. A goshawk with a spirit can find its way home thousands of miles away! ”

Grandpa, Langdong's cousin, and Gu Landuo walked side by side, and after listening to Gu Landuo's questions, he relieved his doubts.

"This magic skill of my Kazam is even more amazing, the goshawk domesticated by him can find any living creature within a radius of a hundred miles with just his breath!" Uncle Lang Dong smiled exaggeratedly.

"Is it really that amazing? That's so useful! I'm worried about what we're going to do if we get lost on the way! Gulando's eyes widened in surprise.

"That's still fake! I'll let you see it tomorrow, haha! Uncle Lang Dong laughed heartily again.

"Uncle Cousin, that Capricorn Bhikkhu can't be an immortal, right? With such a psychic technique, how could ordinary monks know! ”

After listening to Uncle Langdong's introduction, I couldn't suppress my curiosity and immediately stepped forward to join them in the conversation.

"I really don't know much about this, and I haven't seen the monk since. However, I heard that he was a shepherd on the green mountain plain before he became a monk, and he had dealt with mountain eagles and vultures in the sky for many years, and it was not necessary to practice such skills! Hehe! ”

Uncle Langdong touched his bare head and half agreed with my guess.

"Jincheng, Do'er! Since the high attachment to the west, you have entered the outer land, and the indigenous wild people have different ways of making a living along the way. To you, they are all strange and strange fantasy arts, but to them they are just ordinary skills! Just like they look at our silkworm farming, papermaking, and alchemy in Middle-earth, hehe. Don't be overly mythical, and don't be disparagement! ”

Grandpa taught earnestly, and he didn't think much of me that the falconry training technique in the Green Mountains was a divine skill.

"Yes, young master! Like spiritism, astrology, magic, crystal divination, trickery, soul transfer, haha! There are all kinds of strange things, and we have never heard of them in the Western Regions of Middle-earth. For these foreign occult arts, you must stay away from them on the way, and you must not fall into the trap of others. ”

Uncle Su took his grandfather's words and reminded him, it seems that the two old people are still a little worried about us young people who are not deeply involved in the world going away.

"Master Su's words are serious! Most of the people of the Western Soil are ignorant and chaotic, how can their small skills of carving insects stump you, the past civilization envoys of the Eastern Soil Great Han Kingdom! ”

Uncle Langdong has always admired the etiquette and prosperity of the East, and there is no lack of derogatory words in the West and praise the Han.

"According to my observation of the merchants coming and going in Qingfengze Inn for so many years, those Persians, Romans, and Sabbatarians in the West are neither as profound as Grandpa and Uncle Su said, nor as unbearable as Uncle Cousin said! The seven emotions and six desires, the ugliness and the goodness of good and evil are similar to the folk customs of our Western Regions and Middle Earth! Ah! I won't talk to you anymore, I'll chase Qingluan! ”

While speaking, Qingluan, who had already learned the joy of soaring, left the eagle frame again, flapped his wings and flew high, and Gulando hurriedly chased away in the direction where the young eagle flew.

"Uncle is so blessed! Duo'er niece is very smart and very popular, and it will become a good story for you in the future! ”

Looking at the distant figure of Gulando, Uncle Langdong praised from the bottom of his heart.

The grandfather, who has always liked others to compliment his grandchildren and granddaughters, suddenly blossomed with joy on his face, and laughed heartily with Uncle Su and Uncle Langdong.

"Young master, look! Kabul River! The High Annexed City has arrived! ”

As the sun was about to set in the west, Shamihan on horseback suddenly shouted happily.

In the northwest, a large river gushes out of the mountain pass, passing through the city from the high annex at the foot of the mountain, and winding into the depths of the mountains to the southeast.

The cliffs on both sides of the bank are towering, the river surface is sparkling, and the beautiful scenery of the high gorge and the flat river is a group.

There is an ancient temple pagoda on the sunny slope of the ancient city, and the bell of the evening chanting comes from afar, which makes me feel like I am returning to my homeland.

It was as if I saw my newlywed wife, Kuzhina, standing on the edge of the wind chimes in the corner tower and looking at the northwest with a complaining look.

In an instant, my heart was like a knife, and my thoughts surged up like a tide.

The former capital of the Dayue clan is not as grand as imagined, and its scale is even inferior to Guzang City in Liangzhou, Middle Earth.

Therefore, for those of us who have seen Chang'an, Luoyang, Jiankang, the capitals of the Han and Jin dynasties, Gaofucheng is at best the scale of a county in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

The entire city is built on the mountain, and a long stone and wood bridge connects the government offices, residential houses, and business districts on both sides of the Kabul River.

Two horse trails in the southeast and northwest directions run along the river bank to the mountain pass in the distance.

Qin Chong told me that the end point of this southeast horse road is Fulousha, the new capital of the Kushan Kingdom, which is also the destination of my caravan's trip.

The north-west road leads to the city of Herat, where we pass on our next westward journey.

Samarkand. Langdong's uncle's inn is the best one among the 100 inns on the east coast.

On the street is a row of shops selling goods, and there are more than 20 rooms in two stone and wood bungalows behind the shops.

At the foot of the hill facing the horse road next to the guest room is a large livestock shed, where the camels and horses of the merchants are fed.

The courtyard where the master lived was built on the slope of the back hill, and a stone staircase connected to the inn below, from where it overlooked the whole of the royal city.

The building of the inn is very old, and it has a bit of the pattern and charm of my Qingfengze Inn.

I suspect that the ancestors of the Samarkand family built it one or two hundred years ago with reference to the construction style of our Yi's Inn in Jincheng County, Longxi.

After all, the Guishan Kingdom has been the capital here for more than 200 years, and there have been basically no major military disasters and man-made disasters, so such an old mansion has been completely preserved.

In the evening of the same day, Uncle Lang Dong hosted a feast at home, and the three ladies and a dozen children also introduced us to Gulando.

During the banquet, talking about the old affairs of the past dynasty that have been exchanged between generations of families, the grandfather couldn't help but sigh and cry.

When you sing about wine, life is geometric. For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

When my grandfather came to the High Attachment City to renew the old friendship with the Samarkand family after the catastrophe, he was still a young man, and he was already old in a blink of an eye.

Life is hard! What's the point?

Langdong's cousin did not break his promise, and the next morning he called Kazam, an inconspicuous and slightly shy middle-aged elder brother.

Brother Kazamu didn't say anything, picked up Qingluan and went to a stone platform in the back mountain that was undisturbed, and the monk chanted the scriptures and communicated with Qingluan face-to-face.

And we couldn't understand what he was talking about.

"Do'er! This Kazam speaks a kind of mountain eagle and bird language, which was taught by the Capricorn monks back then, and all the mysteries are here! Kazam will teach you this kind of bird language, whether you can learn it depends on your understanding! ”

Uncle Lang Dong pointed at Kazam and smiled mysteriously, it is said that no one has learned so far.

If it is not a destined person with psychic understanding, it is difficult to learn such a bird language, and it is difficult to go to the sky!