Chapter Eighty-One: The Golden Eagle

"What kind of bird should it be?" Zhao Fan was secretly vigilant in his heart, but he was guessing in his heart what kind of creature would be there, the nest was on the cliff, reptiles, it was impossible to build a nest in that kind of place, only the kind of big bird that could fly could build a nest on that kind of cliff.

Zhao Fan carried a short knife and slowly walked towards the cliff, people are like this, knowing that there will be danger, but they still can't help the curiosity in their hearts, and approach the danger.

"Woo ......"

The cry sounded again, the sound was relatively small, but it was a little sharp and urgent, and it came into Zhao Fan's ears very clearly.

"It's a young bird, it's very hungry, is the big bird out foraging." Listening to the voice, the age of this bird is not very old, it should not be long after it was born, Zhao Fan couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and thought that the big bird was not there, there should be no danger, so he slowly climbed towards the cliff.

The nest was built with a protruding rock to keep out the rain, and it looked huge, presumably a huge bird of prey.

Zhao Fan clenched the short knife with one hand, and with the other hand, he kept looking for the gap in the stone wall, stepping on the bulge under his feet, approaching the lair, and climbing to the back, it became more and more difficult, and finally he had to stick the short knife into his waist and use both hands to pass it.

After about two cups of tea, Zhao Fan finally came to the bottom of the nest, he grasped the raised stones around the nest with both hands, turned over, and finally reached his destination.

What appears in front of you is a disc-shaped structure made of dead branches, with an outer diameter of nearly two meters and a height of one meter eight, and the nest is covered with twigs, pine needles, grass stems, fur and other things.

Immediately afterwards, two bare young birds also fell into Zhao Fan's sight.

"What is this?"

Zhao Fan showed a surprised expression on his face, these two young birds, obviously not long after they were born, only had sparse pale yellow feathers, small claws, and pointed beaks, telling Zhao Fan that they were not good.

Two young birds, one big and one small, the smaller one, covered in blood and dying, all this was naturally done by the larger one, which kept pecking at the smaller bird and devouring the feathers that had been pecked.

Zhao Fan looked at this scene in a daze, and already understood in his heart, it was obvious that these two young birds were born not long ago, because there was no food in the nest, the larger one was extremely hungry, so he could only attack the smaller one, or even peck it to death and eat it.

This kind of thing is very common in nature, especially when the parents of the young birds are no longer there.

"Coo-coo......" When Zhao Fan was secretly frightened, a terrible and hoarse cry suddenly came not far away, and then, as soon as the light dimmed, a golden black shadow appeared on the edge of the nest.

Zhao Fan was shocked in his heart, his face became unsightly in vain, he secretly screamed that it was not good, and immediately pulled out the short knife from his waist, with a nervous expression of the current enemy.

At this moment, Zhao Fan saw the huge creature in front of him clearly, it was a large bird with a body length of more than one meter, its feathers were russet, but it had a golden luster at the end of its tail, a barb-like beak, and thick and long claws like a lion tiger on its toes.

"Golden eagle!" Zhao Fan's eyes lit up, and a touch of surprise swept across his face. In his previous life, he had seen this creature, that was when he was investigating near the Xiaoxing'an Mountains with his classmates from school, and some hunters in the vicinity tamed this creature, this is the king of birds, the overlord of the sky, the golden eagle!

After the momentary surprise, Zhao Fan also shivered as if he was being watered with cold water.

In nature, almost all creatures are very protective of calves, this time Zhao Fan appeared in the lair of the golden eagle, he didn't know what kind of crazy attack this mother eagle would do to him, he only knew that he had heard the old hunter in the north say.

Take the eagle's egg as an example, the eagle will count, but it will be counted as one, and it will be confused if it counts two. Eagle eggs are scarce, and three is many. And all the eagle's nests are on top of the stone stones, and the strange rocks are craggy and rocky. Took a big risk and climbed up. If there is only one in the nest, you can only give up. Otherwise, the eagle will brutally retaliate against the surrounding villages, not only geese, ducks, lambs, calves, and calves, but also children who are extremely resentful, and crazy eagles will appear on the field and suddenly blind the child's eyes. If you don't kill it quickly, the other children will suffer.

"Bang!"

Zhao Fan's mood was extremely nervous, all these thoughts and things happened between lightning and flint, and the ensuing attack did not send out, after the black shadow reached the lair, his body suddenly fell to the ground heavily, shaking the cliff.

Zhao Fan was startled, a pair of black eyes looked sharply towards the golden eagle, but saw that the former didn't look at himself at all, a pair of golden eyes just looked at his two children blankly, and above his beak, there was a large piece of blood-drenched meat.

It sent the piece of meat from its mouth to the two eagles, and the larger eagle gave up its attack on the younger brother and pecked at the food brought by his mother, so that he must be hungry. Another smaller golden eagle was pecked by its brother and covered in blood, but its will to survive also urged it to lean towards food, and then little by little, it was difficult to eat.

Zhao Fan looked at this scene in a daze, a touch of sympathy flashed in his eyes, and he had already seen that the large piece of meat that the golden eagle ate with gray-black hairs was the meat of a wild wolf.

Obviously, the object of the golden eagle going out to forage for food was a wild wolf, but although it hunted the wild wolf, it was also seriously injured, and Zhao Fan could clearly see that the golden eagle had traces of being bitten on its abdomen and toes. Especially in the chest cavity, a long and narrow opening appeared in front of Zhao Fan's eyes shockingly.

It was covered in blood, and if it weren't for the will to bring food to the child, it would never have been possible to fly so far with its serious injuries.

The prey that the golden eagle preys, generally medium and large herbivores, to the wild wolf, this beast, it generally will not attack, this time, perhaps because of the lack of food, and the eagle is about to break the shell, so this is the risk of attacking the wolf.

Zhao Fan stared at this golden eagle inside the nest, only to see that its golden yellow, sharp eyes that could still accurately lock on to the target in the air, slowly became sluggish, and the eyelids slowly drooped.

Zhao Fan looked at this scene, although he had the intention of saving the eagle, but he didn't have any medicine on him, and he was helpless immediately.

The golden eagle finally closed its eyes, and when it was dying, it still didn't see Zhao Fan not far away, but just put a pair of eyes like Tian Huangshi on the two small eagles.

After a long time, Zhao Fan walked out, he came to the golden eagle, the former has been dead for a long time, for such a mother in nature, whether it is a human or a bird, Zhao Fan has a respect for the former in his heart.

The two little golden eagles had already eaten their heart, and they had just been born, and their mother, who had no idea that they could help, had died for them.

The smaller golden eagle was in a much better state of mind after it had eaten enough, and although it was still scarred, it was no longer in the way.

Zhao Fan looked at them, and after a while, he tore off a long cloth from his body, then walked to the two golden eagles, wrapped them in a long cloth, and hugged them in his arms.

The mother of these two eagles is dead, and if they are allowed to be here, what awaits them will surely be the end of death.

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