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Feiying entered the hall and glided gently in the spacious living room. Without any sound, she cleverly landed on the edge of the lamp hanging on the top.

"Bang!"

At this moment, one hand directly closed the open window, and then turned on the light. The ceiling crystal lamp burst into a blazing light, which immediately scared the kite, flapping its wings and flying quickly.

However, at this moment, the living room was sealed, and the doors and windows were all closed, forming a secret room space. When the kite flew, it either hit the glass window or hit the hard wall, and it was like a turtle in a jar, unable to escape.

"Hehe, fight me, I'm still a little tender."

Qi Xiang smiled treacherously, held her hands leisurely, sat on the chair, looking at the kite coldly.

"Puchi, puchi!"

The kite was very fierce and could not fly out. Its sharp claws and sharp thick beak began to destroy things in the living room. It pecked and grabbed, and the curtains were torn apart, leaving many ugly claw marks on the wall.

Qi Xiang was indifferent. After all, he only made a lot of money and didn't care about these small losses. At worst, he could redecorate it.

In contrast, he was undoubtedly more curious about this kite.

That day in the bushes, he was a little anxious and didn't observe the kite much. Now, when he looked carefully, he was surprised to find that the kite was very unusual.

There is no need to say much about sharp beaks and sharp claws. The plump wings seem to be a bit special.

Qi Xiang remembered that when watching in the bushes that day, the feathers of the kite were brown and had some spotted patterns. But now, under the light, the kite's wings actually changed color and turned into a light black color.

If Qi Xiang had not locked its breath and was sure it was the same kite, he would really doubt whether he had read it wrong. He would confuse two completely different kites.

"Tsk..."

Qi Xiang became a little more curious. After turning her eyes gently, she took out something from her arms.

It was a feather, pure white feather. The plump feathers had a clear luster flowing, and the brightness was not inferior to the light.

As soon as the feather appeared, the kite scratching the wall immediately stopped moving. He hung upside down, flew around and flew on the railing at the entrance of the stairs. His small eyes as big as bean dots flashed with evil light.

"Want this?" Qi Xiang asked, shaking her pure white feather gently.

I don’t know if the kite understood it. Anyway, its wings were slightly opened, and its chest was undulating, as if it was ready to go. But it seemed like it had some concerns and didn’t fly over...

"I know, the thing is yours. But now it's mine in my hands."

Qi Xiang said in a daze: "This is not the logic of a robber, it is mainly such feathers. There is obviously a big difference between the wings on your body, and it will definitely not be yours..."

"In other words, the thing you picked up was also what you took back to the nest and belonged to you temporarily... and then I picked it up again... that must be my thing."

Qi Xiang fully interprets what shamelessness means. He did not pick it up, but it was clearly robbed. Of course, Harrier doesn't know how to speak, and it is impossible for him to blame his despicable behavior.

So, whatever Qi Xiang said, it was what he said.

"Gugu!"

However, in the gap between Qi Xiang's speech, the kite whispered, then flew away, and his whole body rushed towards the white feathers like a rocket.

"Hey, I haven't finished saying it yet, why are you anxious?" Qi Xiang said lightly, twitched his palm gently, and a soft wave of light floated.

"Flipping, flipping!"

At the moment when the light flashed, the kite seemed to have some senses, and suddenly came a sudden brake, from direct flight to dive, avoiding the range of light, and shuttled under the table in the living room.

"Hey, it's not bad." Qi Xiang was surprised: "Give me a lesson and make progress."

At this moment, Qi Xiang was even more sure that the kite must have opened up some spiritual wisdom and was no longer an ordinary mortal bird.

"However, if there is no chance, the bird will never be able to open up spiritual wisdom for the rest of its life." Qi Xiang pondered and meditated, what would the opportunity for the kite be?

"This spirit feather?"

Qi Xiang pondered, shook her head gently, feeling that it was not.

Even though this spiritual feather is indeed a bit different. However, the feather itself does not have the conditions to open wisdom. To be precise, it should be after opening spiritual wisdom that the kite understands that this feather is a good thing and does not want to be lost, so it tracks it down.

"There must be something strange about this!"

Qi Xiang gently swung her feathers, which also had a bit of a feather fan and a crown scarf.

"Chew!"

The moment Qi Xiang was thinking, Harrier also seized the opportunity keenly and slammed silently. Behind him, two sharp little claws grabbed the back of his head.

Qi Xiang was not aware of it and remained motionless.

"puff!"

The kite caught it, but before it got close to Qi Xiang, a more intense light flashed instantly. Before the kite could react, the invisible force shook it out and fell to the ground.

"No matter how cunning the fox is, it cannot escape the hunting of hunters, let alone a bird!" Qi Xiang took away the tortoise shell, looked back and watched the kite in a coma, with a bit of inquiry in his eyes...

“How to deal with it?”

Qi Xiang is undecided and it seems a pity to kill him. After all, the kite has some spiritual wisdom, which is somewhat rare. But if you don’t kill him, would you let it bother him?

After pondering for a long time, Qi Xiang thought it clearly, Zhan Yan said to himself: "As the saying goes, Beile has three treasures, walnuts, finger rings, and birds in cages. If you have money, it is a fashion to carry a cage and run a bird."

"I'm a millionaire after all, so it's normal to raise a bird to play with."

Qi Xiang convinced himself and made a decision. At that moment, he found an idle guest room, locked the doors and windows, and temporarily locked the unconscious kite in it.

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Qi Xiang got up and listened outside the guest room. From the movements in the room, he knew that the kite had woken up and was grabbing the wall and pecking the window.

However, the doors and windows of the entire manor are specially customized and very sturdy. They may not be broken even if they are smashed with small stones. If the kite wants to break out of the doors and windows, it needs to work harder and harder...

Qi Xiang smiled slightly, ignored Jiazi and left directly.

He went to the Chinese medicinal materials market, purchased a lot of expensive medicinal materials, and then came to the slaughterhouse, buying a lot of beef bones, pork bones, sheep bones, and various chicken, duck and goose meats.

It took a lot of time to purchase it, and it was not until noon that he returned to the manor.

After lunch, Qi Xiang started to process the purchased things. He first mashed all the bones such as beef bones, pork bones, and sheep bones, and then chopped all kinds of meat into mud.

Mix the bones and meat paste together, and then add precious Chinese herbal medicines to it.

Qi Xiang prepared a large pot, put the things into the pot, and poured a bottle of aged rice wine in it. After that, he simmered over high heat until the wine boiled, and then simmered over low heat.

While stewing, Qi Xiang lifted the lid of the pot. A thick layer of mist was like mushroom clouds floating up.

"Smell, so fragrant."

Qi Xiang took a breath and was a little bit drooling. But he also knew that this was not the food for him, and with so many medicinal herbs added, who knew if there would be any problem with people after taking it?

Qi Xiang reluctantly resisted the seduction, picked up a rolling pin, inserted it into the pot and stirred slowly. He kept stirring until his hands were weak, and then closed the lid again and continued to simmer over low heat.

It was boiled and stewed for a whole day and night. Qi Xiang turned off the fire and let the things in the pot cool naturally.

After another night, the hot pot finally returned to normal temperature.

At this time, Qi Xiang lifted the lid of the pot, and there was no fog rising, but there was a hint of warmth, which meant that the insulation effect of this iron pot was still very good.

Of course, this is not the point. The key is that after boiling, the minced meat and paste in the pot completely changed. Qi Xiang saw it very clearly and saw a ball of black and brown in the pot, which was gelatinous and shiny.

"My craftsmanship is pretty good."

Qi Xiang lowered her head and smelled it, and felt a special smell of meat. She immediately penetrated her internal organs from her nose, making him unable to help swallowing her throat and want to eat it...

“It’s cheap.”

Qi Xiang shook her head and got rid of the temptation. He reached into the pot, twisted it gently, pulled a small ball of meat, then put it in the palm of his palm and rubbed it slightly, and it turned into a meatball.

Qi Xiang made it according to the law, kneaded five or six meatballs, and then paused his movements.

"It should be enough."

Qi Xiang thought about it and turned around and walked towards the guest room.

When he walked to the door of the guest room, Qi Xiang stopped and listened, but heard no sound.

"Can't you mess around?"

Qi Xiang smiled gently. He had been trapping the kite in the room for three days. During these three days, he forgot the kite in the room and ignored it again.

There is no food in the room, let alone water. Yaozi has been hungry for three days, so should he calm down?

"Click!"

Qi Xiang opened the door, and at this moment, a black shadow rushed forward. He was ready and quickly closed the door. Then he heard a bang, as if something was hitting the door.

"You're not giving up?" Qi Xiang sighed, "Sure enough, taming a hawk is not easy either. Fortunately, I have the palace secret meatballs..."

Shuiyue Sanren was a man who worked in the Northern Song Dynasty imperial palace. In the palace, he would definitely train hawks and dogs for entertainment, leisure, hunting and tracking of royal children.

How to raise these hawks is also a big science. However, there were many strange people in ancient times, so naturally some people were proficient in this way and presented secret recipes. When Shuiyue Sanren was responsible for copying, they also recorded several prescriptions.

The secret meatballs made by Qi Xiang are one of them.

Generally speaking, wild eagle kites that have not been domesticated must not eat cooked meat, but only eat raw meat they hunt. However, when they are extremely hungry, they even swallow carrion, let alone cooked meat.

The moment Qi Xiang opened the door, she had already sprinkled five or six meatballs. The Harrier had been hungry for three days. Although she was still very fierce in her movements, she was still hungry after all.
Chapter completed!