"Mr. Xiang?" Na Yin called out again when he found that Xiang Que had been raising his head in a daze.

"Pah!" Xiang Que took out the cigarette and took a deep drag. He bit the cigarette holder and asked a little nonchalantly: "Hey, where's the spicy vagina..."

"Well, the surname is Na," Na Yin reminded while biting the words.

"Ah, that's what happened." Xiang Que pointed at Hai Dongqing, who was hovering in the air, with his cigarette-filled finger, and asked, "That bird was raised by your shamans? This beast even positioned it for me before. It's pretty cool."

Spirituality, who trained it? A great wizard, very capable."

"That is Haidongqing, the totem of our Manchu people. It is not raised by anyone," Na Yin explained.

Xiang Que suddenly asked in confusion: "Since no one raises it, how can it be so obedient? Why, it has a clear understanding of you."

"In shamanism, there is a technique for controlling beasts that can communicate with them," Na Yin said.

Xiang Que nodded and said, "You just know how to sing birds? Hey, don't mention it. It's really easy to get along with two foreign languages ​​these days. I'm not very talented. My mouth smells like corn stubble and I can't even speak Mandarin.

Understand, you can see that you are serious and awesome, and you can sing the songs of birds."

"It's communication, Mr. Xiang," he said silently.

"Uh-huh" Xiang Que suddenly put his arm around Na Yin's shoulders and smiled slyly: "Let's talk about whether you can teach me this foreign language. We are all friends, right? You see, I am so generous as to treat you as a shaman.

The artifact has been returned to you. It is very generous and there are no conditions. From this point, you can see that I am a person worth dating. Then again, I will not make any big requests to you.

What are you talking about? Just teach me the language of birds. I am naturally fond of small animals and respect nature, and I have a very philanthropic heart."

Tang Xia, who knew Xiang Que fairly well, could now understand from his nonsensical nonsense that this kid was going to start tricking people again, and his purpose was definitely not as simple as he described.

The goods are very well hidden.

Na Yin glanced at Xiang Que in embarrassment and said, "It's not that I won't tell you how to control the beast, but it's quite difficult to understand. Only the great wizard in our shamanism has mastered it."

Xiang Que looked at him coldly and said, "After you go to whoring, you put on your pants and you don't want to give me even a dime?"

"That's not what I mean, Mr. Xiang. Only the great wizard knows this method of controlling beasts. We, the rest of us, have only scratched the surface." Na Yin thought for a while and then said: "Actually, there is another way. Although there is no

Controlling animals is so magical, but it can also establish a good relationship between humans and animals with Hai Dongqing.”

Xiang Que squinted his eyes and said, "In other words, it sounds so awkward... Tell me, what can I do?"

"Aoying, have you heard of it?"

Carved out of Liaodong, the most handsome one is called Haidongqing!

More than two hundred years ago, Haidongqing was very popular among the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty and the royal family. This kind of falcon-like raptor was wanted to be raised by princes, ministers, princes and emperors. First, as a totem of the Manchu people, they felt that Haidongqing would be their home.

It is a very auspicious thing. Once a sea turtle flaps its wings and then hovers high in the sky, it can be used for reconnaissance, hunting, patrolling, etc., and the accuracy is very high.

In that era, if anyone could raise a Triton, other people's eyes would pop out when they saw it. Later, the Qing Dynasty was submerged in the stage of history, and no one was raising Triton anymore.

It is a very tedious task to raise Haidongqing. It is difficult to conquer the king of heaven without two or three months. The unruly Haidongqing will never bow to others, but if you want to surrender Haidongqing, you have to

Just boil it.

Na Yin said: "Mr. Xiang, if you have time, you can stay here. I will tell you how to cook an eagle. You can slowly explore by yourself. You can keep it in two to three months."

Xiang Que rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Then hurry up."

The man snorted, put his fingers into his mouth, and let out a piercing scream at Hai Dongqing, who was hovering in the air.

Tang Xia asked in a low voice beside him: "What are you trying to do? You have to deceive this big eagle into your hands even with all your words."

"This thing is so important to me," Xiang Que said excitedly.

Where does the importance of Haidongqing to Xiangque come from? Just look at the ferret of the Great Bodhisattva in White!

Xiang Que has always been thinking about his natal spiritual pet, but after a few months, he has not found a suitable spiritual pet. If he can keep a natal spiritual pet by his side, then Xiang Que will undoubtedly be equivalent to having an extra clone.

With a pair of eyes, he can even entrust his three souls and seven souls to his spiritual pet to save his own life at a critical moment. Do you think this thing is important?

At first, when he met Mr. Huang San, Xiang Que even wanted to keep a yellow-skinned dog by his side as his natal spiritual pet, but then he thought that walking outside with a weasel behind him would be too eye-catching and a bit nondescript.

But it’s no problem to have such a sturdy Haidongqing by your side. When you don’t need it at ordinary times, you can let it fly in the sky. You can play with it as you like. After it is useful, you can recall it. It must be quite good.

So handsome.

If I can get this Triton in my hand, and I can go to the Tibetan area again when I have the opportunity, it will basically be done.

After Hai Dongqing, who was hovering in mid-air, heard the gloomy whistle, he flapped his wings and slowly lowered, and finally landed on the ground in the distance. He folded his wings and walked slowly over on two legs, with a look in his eyes.

Very humane, holding his head high seems a bit arrogant.

Although it is a beast, it considers itself the king of the sky and does not bother to lower its head even in front of humans.

Na Yin led two people and walked toward Hai Dongqing with ropes. He kept making waves of weird tunes in his mouth. Hai Dongqing initially resisted and wanted to fly away with fluttering wings, but in the end he still couldn't.

He stayed on the ground and didn't move.

Na Yin tied Hai Dongqing's two sharp claws with ropes and tied up his sharp mouth, then held him in his arms and handed it to Xiang Que.

"Mr. Xiang, I will tell you how to control the eagle in a moment. Whether you can subdue it or not depends on you."

Xiang Que took Hai Dongqing, licked his lips and said, "That's necessary. I will definitely serve it more carefully than I serve my son."

Xiang Que really planned this. Hai Dongqing would never be a loss to him, and he would definitely treat him as a treasure. He planned to treat him like a brother, and he would definitely treat him better than Fatty Wang.

"This guy is so cunning. Aren't all Northeasterners quite honest?" Tang Xia muttered speechlessly.

Xiang Que can only be regarded as being born in the Northeast. He has spent more than ten years in the Zhongnan Mountains in the past twenty years.
Chapter completed!