Zishu looked at this little thing for a minute or two, pecked at such a big eggshell and ate it cleanly, and it could double its size in a short time.

Although I am not sure that this little thing is a golden eagle, I know from its performance just now that this little thing is definitely not ordinary.

Zishu touched his chin and said, "Maybe it's a golden eagle, but it's a mutated golden eagle."

I remember finding it with another egg.

And you can see it too, their eggshells all look the same.

As for why it grew like this, I don't know. ”

Zishu thought in his heart: Maybe it's like it, and Lao Tzu doesn't have to say it.

This little black thing, after eating the eggshell, ran to Zishu's feet with its little short legs, and raised its little head to "chirp".

After calling for a while, Zishu ignored it, and then went to peck at Zishu's shoes.

As soon as he took his mouth, the shoes made of animal skins broke a hole.

When Zishu saw the hole, he immediately scooped up the little thing with a smile.

I held it in front of my eyes with both hands and looked at it carefully.

Because this little thing has just come out, the individual is really small, and it will look like a little chicken.

Because only some feathers have grown on the wings on the body, it still looks fluffy and fat.

It's like a black chick.

Ugly, really ugly.

Black is really black, the whole body, even the eyes are black.

The little thing was not afraid when it stood in Zishu's hand, and it looked at Zishu with its little black eyes.

After a while, seeing that Zishu was just looking at it, and without any other movements, he opened his mouth wide again, and chirped at Zishu.

Bud craned her neck and looked at the little thing.

"Sister, what does it mean it's called like that?" asked Bud.

Zishu has never raised birds, has no experience, and doesn't know what this little thing means by that?

The two of them had four eyes, and they just looked at this little thing and kept screaming like this.

The little thing may have been screaming for so long, and when he saw Zishu ignoring it, he was a little angry.

He pecked at Zishu's hand.

As soon as it took a bite, Zishu's hand instantly broke into a mouth.

"Hiss"

Feeling the pain coming from his hand, Zishu reflexively threw the little thing out.

Looking at the blood bubbling in his hand, he immediately took out the hemostatic scatter from the space and sprinkled it on it.

After treating the wound, Zishu glared at the little thing.

This little guy who doesn't slip away is not small-tempered.

Bud looked at Zishu's hand and said worriedly, "Sister, are you okay?"

After speaking, when he turned his head to look at the little thing, he said fiercely: "Sister, it dares to peck you, let's roast it and eat it, right?"

Looking at his ferocious appearance, as long as Zishu nodded, he would definitely immediately grab this little thing and roast it on the fire.

Zishu rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What to eat, this is what I want to raise." When you grow up, you can take it out as a war beast. ”

Just eat what to eat, and the meat is not enough to stuff your teeth.

And the value of this little thing now is obviously greater than eating it.

As for it pecking itself, Zishu is not angry.

This little thing is good now, take it out in the future, and deal with other fierce beasts, Zishu is afraid that it will not be fierce enough.

This is her future mount, how can she eat it?

Know how to eat all day long.

Although this little thing was almost boiled by her just now.

This, Zishu directly and selectively forgot about it.

The disgusted bud, because there are no eggs to eat, is dying.

The little thing that didn't know how to escape the catastrophe was thrown out by Zishu, and after being thrown out by Zishu, he planted a few heels on the ground, and "chirped" twice in a dizzy way.

After recovering, he ran to Zishu's feet again.

Chirping at Zishu.

Zishu looked down at the little thing under his feet, since he decided to raise it, he had to choose a name.

"You've been chirping, so I might as well name you Chirp. Zishu said to the little thing.

No, it should be called tweeting now.

Jiu Jiu looked at Zishu, didn't understand what she was talking about, and shouted at her twice: "Chirp"