The news that I had caught a young eagle spread through the Zhou Papi broadcast, and it soon spread throughout the village. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Huang Shiren, Hu Hansan, Za Shan Diao and Zeng Xiangkun all came to my house after dinner, and Zhou Papi lived next door, and it was more convenient and free to come and go. The big guys are around to see the strangeness.

I made a nest for it in a cardboard box, smeared the wound on its back, fed it water, and drank it. Feed it food, don't eat. It occurred to me that it must be like the two weasels in that it had to feed blood to live creatures. Several people went out to catch fish and crabs in the small river, and brought them back to feed it.

I'm a little worried now, so how much time do I have to find food for it?

Everyone dispersed, and I was about to go out, when Uncle Liang came over, he held the young eagle and looked at it and said, "This is a rock eagle, where did you catch it?"

"At Eagle Ridge. My sister and I were there to check Kiriko. I replied.

"Eagle Ridge is a rock eagle. What about its parents? It's the rock eagle and the mother-in-law, and they will let you catch its cubs? Can you fight them alone? Uncle Liang was visibly unconvinced.

"Only a big rock eagle, I don't know if it's a son or a mother-in-law, it fought with a group of snakes and died, so I caught it."

Sure enough, adults are still well-informed. Especially Uncle Liang, I didn't dare to fool around, and I roughly explained what happened.

Uncle Liang believed it, he looked at me and said, "Do you know how to feed the rock eagle?" ”

I shook my head. I just thought it was a "hero's offspring", and it was a pity and a pity to be killed by a weasel, and I just wanted to catch it home and raise it, and I didn't even think about anything else. I was just worried about what it would eat in the future.

Uncle Liang smiled and said, "It's better to be like this, this rock eagle feeds me." My father (grandfather) used to raise a rock eagle, and then he flew it, and when I was a child, I often heard my father talk about it, and he still knew some ways to feed it. If you are raised like this, this eagle will be useless, and it will be difficult to even fly......"

Uncle Liang then told me that the rock eagle is the king of the mountains and forests, it soars in the sky, and there is no opponent in several hands. They, like us humans, are monogamous and lifelong in their lives. For some unknown reason, the eaglet's parents were left alone, perhaps from illness or from a fight with a poisonous snake.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to catch the eagle cub.

The nests of rock eagles are generally in caves or crevices in cliffs, and they only lay one nest of eggs a year and produce a few young eagles, but the young eagles that can survive are at most one or two, and sometimes one does not survive. Because they have very different habits from other birds, they have a cruel training method.

When the young eagles are old enough to spread their wings and jump, their mothers will ruthlessly drive the eaglets out of the nest and force them to jump off cliffs to practice flying, and many of them have been killed in this way. The surviving eaglet can finally fly freely, but the next thing is to be kicked out of the house, unaware that the eaglet is happy and proud of its first free flight, it is greeted by its mother's sharp steel claws and hard beak, after several times, the scaly eaglet understands that its parents don't want it, and it can only forage for food on its own in order to survive, and face everything independently.

Rock eagles have a lifespan similar to that of us humans, and can live to be seventy or eighty years old. But at the age of forty, they have to make a difficult but crucial decision. By the time they were forty years old, their claws had begun to age, and they could not grasp their prey effectively, and their pointed beaks were long and curved, almost touching their chests, making it difficult to feed, and their wings were so heavy because of the thick and thick feathers that they had difficulty flying. At this point, they only have two options.

One is to wait for death.

The other is to be reborn after five months and about 150 days of painful renewal.

The first is that it has to fly hard to the top of the cliff to build a nest, stay there and not fly, and then start hitting the rocks with its curved beak until it is completely off, and then wait in the nest for a new beak to grow. When the new beak grows, use it to pull out all the nails on the claws. When the new nails grow, the feathers are plucked off one by one, and it lasts for five months, and when the new feathers are grown, it can start flying again, and only then can it live for another thirty years.

I was dumbfounded and shocked. I can't imagine that the enviable eagle that can fly freely in the blue sky is so tragic and cruel in his life, what kind of painful process it will be! I was deeply shocked.

The young eagle was taken away by Uncle Liang. For a long time after that, he became a busy man, finding food and falconry for the young eagles one by one.

In the afternoon, my sister and I went to Eagle Rock again, this time on Eagle Rock, in the morning I saw several trees of tea on it, at least dozens of catties. Just in case, I brought a pig-killing knife, and I specially drew a demon slaying talisman and brought the amulet to my sister, just in case.

Checking tung tea is not better than chopping wood and pulling pigweed, picking up tung tea is picking up leaks, it is to try luck on the mountain that adults have picked, it is not suitable for big guys to act collectively, you are on this hillside, then I will go to that ridge. If you don't separate them, you will swarm them together, and I'm afraid you won't be able to pick up a few in a day. Although Huang Shiren is a mountain carving, they don't want everyone to be separated, there is no way, they should score points, otherwise they can't explain to their families.

In the afternoon, my sister and I had a lot of harvest, and it was still early when we got home, so I put down my backpack and walked to Team 7.

The drunkard was not at home, and Gu Xiaoyu told Liao Kaiyuan, a member of my team, to ask him to go to the old house (old house: local language, in order to avoid taboos, the locals call the coffin also the old house. The house where the old man lives after death is also appropriate). I went early in the morning, two old houses, and it is estimated that it will take a few days to paint.

After dinner, the drunkard came home from the first group, and when he passed by, he deliberately turned to Uncle Liang's house, and I told him about the day, and he pondered for a long time, and finally said:

"I guess it was the mandrill that provoked the battle between the eagle and the snake, the purpose is to lure you in and then take advantage of the opportunity to harm you, it has sensed that you are its opponent, and wants to strike first. Since he didn't succeed today, he will definitely not come out easily in the near future, and it will be even more difficult to find it, so let's wait for it to change. ”

The drunkard gave me some precautions and went home.

At night I dreamed of a big weasel again. It thanked me for saving their lives today, and it told me that it was its sons and daughters who had led me there today, and that they had found the snake. The Rooster Snake is an extremely rare spiritual snake, and the blood is the blood of the Extreme Yin, which is regarded as a treasure by cultivators.

It also told me that because I opened the porcelain vase in the cave that day, the rhubarb and Xiaohuang who were following me were also stained, and I was extraordinarily psychic, worshipping the moon and extracting essence, and cultivating into the Tao. It will help me in the future, please take care of Yunyun.

Even though it was in a dream, it was clear to me. The drunkard misjudged, and the mandrill attack should be a coincidence. I wanted to ask it about the mandrill, but it didn't answer, and disappeared in a flash, and I woke up from my dream.

Starlight came in through the window, and although it was dark, I could see everything clearly. Since that night, not only have I been visually sensitive, I can see things at night, but my senses are also very acute, as long as I meditate, I can perceive some things around me, but it has to be a living thing. Now, for example, I can clearly feel a little mouse outside the window, and it is sneakily walking and stopping, its little sharp beak sniffing all the way, and its beard is shaking.