A thriving swampy area with dense low shrubs and weedy vines, and a peculiar earthy smell permeated the air.

The swampy area is abundant, and the black mud is home to a fat, red earthworm that is a favorite of many birds.

The marshy area is large, and the silver-feathered pigeon inhabits one of the areas.

Ying Xiang and Liang Yue took off their shoes and slowly approached the pigeons in the mud with bare feet, one foot deep and one foot shallow, they walked very slowly and carefully, trying not to make a loud noise. Soon the two of them were able to see a flicker of silver light, and the flock of silver-feathered pigeons could already be seen in the distance.

Perhaps it was because they had not been attacked for too long, and the vigilance of the flock was reduced until the two were very close to each other.

The two were about five or six meters away from the outermost pigeons of the flock, and at the moment they were carefully hiding in weeds and bushes. Both held their breath for fear of alarming the flock.

I was so close to the flock that I could even see the fluttering of the feathers and the rolling of the eyes of the silver-feathered pigeon not far away. Liang Yue pulled Ying Xiang's sleeve and gestured with his eyes, Ying Xiang smiled and shook his head, now is not the best time!

Now is the time to forage, and the silver-feathered pigeon is constantly scratching and planing in the mud with its paws, pecking at the earthworms and looking very leisurely. After waiting for about half an hour, most of the silver feathered pigeons were already full.

The vigilance of the well-fed silver feather pigeon is reduced to a minimum, and the silver feather pigeon shakes its feathers against the sun, squinting slightly to enjoy the warmth of the sun.

The improved Flying Bird Seven Styles have a slower launch speed, so Eagle Xiang has already prepared his true qi in advance.

"Whoosh", the eagle soared out like a sharp arrow, carrying a faint true qi under his feet, and the speed of the eagle soaring was very fast, and it had reached the center of the pigeon flock in the blink of an eye.

This is where the highest concentration of silver feathered pigeons is located.

The silver-feathered pigeon was basking in the sun after it was full, and when it was suddenly frightened, it was about to spread its wings and fly away, but ...... It's too late.

Eagle Xiang rolled out his palms, and a huge cyan paw print appeared. This time the phantom was four or five times larger than the last time it had dealt with the silvertail.

The first form of the Seven Styles of Birds.

Bang bang. The silver-feathered pigeon that was closer to the eagle was about to fly and suddenly fell like a dumpling, and the scene was a spectacular. Liang Yue, who was not far away, was so stunned that she almost popped out her eyes: a lot of silver-feathered pigeons fell to the ground, and this harvest was too ...... Too big.

The improved power of the first type can make a half-inch mark on the stone wall, which may not be of much use against a fierce beast with rough skin and thick flesh, but it is still very useful against a small silver-feathered pigeon.

Even Eagle Xiang reduced his power, just trying to knock the silver-feathered pigeon unconscious. Originally, it was for the tender meat of the silver-feathered pigeon, so what is the point of beating the silver-feathered pigeon into a pile of bloody mud?

The remaining silver-feathered pigeons fled frantically, and in a moment they were all gone.

Liang Yue jumped out of hiding, clapped her palms and laughed happily. Glancing at the silver-feathered pigeons on the ground, yo, there were at least thirty or forty of them. This harvest is several times more than the previous dozens of people who came together to catch it.

It seems that today can eat a good meal, in the past, every time the silver feather pigeon was caught by everyone to act together, the harvest is not much, the average person can only eat a pitiful half, not enough to stuff the teeth.

Liang Yue hasn't eaten a silver feather pigeon since she hit her mother's womb!

"Hurry up, clean up the silver feathered pigeon. Eagle Xiang commanded.

"Good, good. Liang Yue agreed.

The two didn't want to bother, so they decided to use local materials to make flower pigeons to eat, and the pigeons were plucked, disemboweled, and washed. Ying Xiang took out a packet of fine salt from his arms and sprinkled it evenly, and where the meat was thicker, he also used a dagger to cut it and sprinkle the salt into it.

Liang Yue wrapped the processed pigeons in wet mud, and then the two of them picked up dry firewood and roasted them. Like this is called the most tender taste of the flower pigeon, adding too much seasoning will destroy its original taste. So just sprinkle a little salt and it can be delicious, it's very simple and convenient.

The fire burned very strongly, and soon the fragrance came, and Eagle Xiang grasped the fire and waited for a while before extinguishing the fire.

Liang Yue found a long wooden branch to pull out the mud balls from the ashes one by one, and then cracked the solid mud balls open. The yellow mud cracked open to reveal the snow-white tender flesh inside, and the fragrance became even stronger.

Liang Yue didn't care about the hot hand, hurriedly reached out and tore a piece of pigeon meat and stuffed it into her mouth, Liang Yue was hot and exhaled, but still swallowed it with a gobble.

Ying Xiang smiled, took a water bladder from his waist and handed it over, and then he also cracked a mud ball and began to enjoy the feast.

Liang Yue pulled the stopper and suddenly a faint aroma of wine came, and he frowned at Ying Xiang and said, "Yo, you are really well prepared, and you stole it from the patriarch's grandfather's wine cellar." ”

Ying Xiang smiled and said: "Glutinous rice wine has a light taste, which is best for drinking now, and if the wine is too strong, it will cover up the aroma of pigeon meat." And the patriarch's grandfather likes strong burning knives, and this rice wine is also a waste in the wine cellar, so ......"

Liang Yue said: "Are you still justified as a wine thief?"

Ying Xiang raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm a wine thief? This wine is also stolen? If you don't drink it, give it back to me!"

Liang Yue grinned, raised her head and took a big sip before handing the wine bag back, and Ying Xiang also took a big sip. The icy cold glutinous rice wine enters the stomach from the throat, bringing a refreshing feeling.

The two giggled and chatted, and even bragged with their tongues. Such carefree days of drinking and eating meat with friends will be deeply missed for a long time to come.

Eight or nine catties of glutinous rice wine were drunk, and dozens of silver-feathered pigeons were also eaten. Liang Yue patted her round stomach and burped in satisfaction, while Ying Xiang kept patting the bottom of the wine sac, and his tongue stuck underneath, expecting to taste a few more drops of wine.

Both of them have a bit of ruddy complexion, although the glutinous rice wine tastes light, but it will still be unbearable to drink four or five catties per person, and these two people are not very good at drinking, so they are naturally a little drunk.

The two of them found a big tree and slept on the branches of the big tree, and both of them slept deeply under the influence of alcohol.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been asleep, and Ying Xiang lay on the trunk of the tree and dreamed again. In the dream, the woman shrouded in white mist reappeared, the woman kept walking as if she was looking, and the eagle soared behind her, no matter how much she chased her, she could only watch her go farther and farther.

"Don't go!" shouted at the woman, and he suddenly woke up when he reached out to grab the woman's sleeve, only to find that it was just a dream.

Ying Xiang patted his head, why are you dreaming again? And it's such a strange dream.

It was not too early to see that it was already early, and it seemed that I had slept for at least two or three hours. Ying Xiang jumped off the tree nimbly and climbed onto the tree on the side, Liang Yue still slept soundly.

Ying Xiang stretched out his hand and nudged him, shouting, "Lazy worm, wake up." ”

Liang Yue muttered something and then turned over and continued to sleep, Ying Xiang shouted several times but failed, which made Ying Xiang feel a little helpless.

Vaguely, Ying Xiang seemed to hear something strange, and his face suddenly changed, and the voice seemed to be...... , Ying Xiang's eyes showed a look of surprise.

Ying Xiang was very suspicious, so he quickly climbed to the top of the tree with his hands and feet. The sound is coming from the wind, and you should be able to hear it more clearly when you stand on a high place.

Ying Xiang stood at the top of the tree and listened attentively, this time he heard it clearly, and his face was suddenly covered with an inexplicable heaviness, as if something bad had happened.

He hurriedly climbed down the branch and came to Liang Ming's side, Ying Xiang couldn't help but be a little angry when he saw Liang Ming's still sleepy face, when did he still sleep!

Ying Xiang grabbed Liang Yue's head and shook it vigorously, Liang Yue opened her eyes in a daze and muttered, "What are you doing?

Ying Xiang said: "Listen, listen, what kind of sound is this?"

Liang Yue sobered up a little, and said, "What's the ......" Suddenly his face changed, and his voice trembled a little: "This voice...... It's ......"

Ying Xiang said: "It's the sound of a horn." And it's a long trumpet sound. ”

The Eagle tribe uses the sound of horns to carry out orders, such as gathering warriors or launching a battle charge. For example, a long and short horn sound indicates a gathering before the battle, and a series of three cornets is a charge.

A long horn like this is a collection of all the people, including the infant baby. Ying Xiang and Liang Yue had only heard of this kind of horn sound, and had never really heard it blown.

Under normal circumstances, unless there is something that threatens the survival of the entire clan, this kind of horn will not be sounded to gather all the clansmen, which is the highest command of the Eagle people.

Could it be that the community is in some great crisis?

Liang Yue's drowsiness was immediately frightened, and said, "How can you blow this kind of horn sound, no, we have to go back quickly." ”

Ying Xiang also returned to his heart like an arrow, and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, you can fly back with me." ”

Liang Yue held Yingxiang's arm and flew towards Yingxiang in the direction of Cuiqing Valley, but fortunately, it was not far away, only a dozen miles away, so it could fly quickly.

The cold wind hit Ying Xiang's face, Ying Xiang's hand was clenched tightly, he really wanted to grow up quickly and become a heroic warrior to share the worries of his people.

A large open field in the middle of the green valley was already full of people at the moment, and it usually didn't feel like there were many people, but when three or four hundred people gathered together at the same time, it still felt spectacular.

Liang Yue and Ying Xiang found their usual partners to stand with them, although Ying Xiang and Liang Yue wanted to know what was going on, they still couldn't help but didn't speak, they would always know when they should know.

Three or four hundred people gathered together, but there was no chaotic noise, and each of them looked solemn, except for the occasional cry of a baby.

Liang Yue carefully searched for her family in the crowd, but she only saw her mother and not her brother. It stands to reason that my brother should be standing by his mother's side at this moment, and Liang Yue was faintly uneasy in her heart.

Liang Yue didn't speak, just lowered her head and silently paddled around the ground with her feet, secretly thinking that her brother might just have something to delay, and he should appear soon.