"Mr. Xiang?" He found that Xiang Que had been tilting his head and was dazed, and the vagina cried again.
"Pa" Xiang Que took out the cigarette and took a deep breath. He bit the cigarette mouth and asked as if nothing had happened: "Hey, what about spicy yin..."
"Then, the last name isn't." The ninja reminded him with a bite.
"Ah, that's the case." Xiang Que pointed at Hai Dongqing, who was wandering in the air with a cigarette, and asked, "Is that bird your shaman educated? This beast has positioned me before, quite a bit.
Who trained the spirituality? Is the great wizard very capable?”
"That's Haidongqing, our Manchu totem is not raised by anyone," Na Yin explained.
Xiang Que asked in confusion: "Since no one raises it, how could it be so obedient? Why, I have a little understanding of you?"
"In Shamanism, there is a beast-controlling technique that can communicate with it," said Na Yin.
Xiang Que nodded and said, "Just know how to speak birds? Oh, don't say it, it's really easy to know two foreign languages these days. I'm considered to be a little unsophisticated. My mouth is full of corn stubble, and I can't even speak Mandarin.
I understand, you can see that you are serious and good at singing birds."
"It's communication, Mr. Xiang," said the Yin silently.
"Swish" Xiang Que suddenly hugged his yin shoulder and smiled terribly: "Let's discuss, can this foreign language be taught to me? I'm right? Look, I'm so generous to you shamans
The artifact has been returned to you. I am very generous and have not made any requirements. From this point of view, you can see that I am a very worthy person to interact with. Then again, I won’t let you know if you have a big request.
What do you mention? Just teach me this bird song. I am a man who is born to like small animals and admire nature and has a very loving heart."
Tang Xia, who still knows Xiangque, can understand from his irrelevant tale. This child is going to start cheating again, and his purpose is definitely not as simple as he described.
The goods are very hidden.
The Yin looked at Xiang Que with a little embarrassment and said, "This method of controlling beasts is not to tell you, but it is quite difficult to understand. There is only one great wizard in our shamanism who can understand it."
Xiang Que looked at him coldly and said, "After prostitutes, I put on my pants and couldn't bear to give me a penny?"
"It's really not that meaning, Mr. Xiang, only the great wizard understands the technique of controlling beasts. We are just a little bit of fur." The Yin thought for a while and said, "Actually, there is another way that doesn't exist, although there is no such thing as the other way.
It is so magical to control beasts, but it can also establish a good relationship between humans and beasts with Haidongqing."
Xiang Que said with his eyes slanted, "Switch words, it sounds so awkward... Let's talk, what's the solution?"
"Aoying, have you heard of it?"
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 birds of prey, whether it is princes and ministers, or princes and emperors, wanted to raise it. First, as Manchu totem, they felt that Haidongqing was in the house.
It is a very auspicious thing. Another thing about the sea east green flapping its wings and hovering to a high altitude can be used as a reconnaissance, hunting, patrol, etc., and the accuracy is very high.
In that era, if anyone could raise a Haidongqing, others would be able to see her eyes when they saw it. Later, the Qing Dynasty was submerged on the stage of history, and no one would raise Haidongqing at this point.
It is very tedious to raise Hai Dongqing. It will be difficult to subdue the king of heaven in two or three months. The rebellious Hai Dongqing never bows to others, but if you want to subdue Hai Dongqing, you must
It can only be done with slaughter.
Na Yin said, "Mr. Xiang, if you have time, you can stay nearby. I will tell you how to suck the eagle. You can explore it slowly and you can stay in two to three months."
Xiang Que rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "So hurry up."
The hunch nodded, and reached into his mouth and let out a harsh roar towards Hai Dongqing, who was hovering in the air.
Tang Xia whispered beside him: "What's the point? You have to trick this eagle into your hands."
"This thing is so important to me," Xiang Que said excitedly.
Where does Hai Dongqing reflect the importance of Xiangque? Just look at the ferret on the white-clothed Bodhisattva!
Xiang Que has been thinking about the natal spiritual pet, but after a few months, he has not found a suitable spiritual pet. He can keep a natal spiritual pet by his side. Then Xiang Que undoubtedly has more than one clone.
With a pair of eyes, he could even entrust his three souls and seven spirits to the spiritual pet to save his life. Do you think this thing is important?
When Xiang Que met Grandpa Huang San, he even wanted to get a yellow man next to him as his natal spiritual pet. But then he thought that walking outside with a weasel was too eye-catching and a bit inappropriate.
But it is no problem to have such a tough Haidongqing around you. If you can't use it normally, let it fly in the sky. You can play whatever you want. It's useful. It's a recall. It must be quite good.
Beautiful.
If you can get this Haidongqing into your hands and go to Tibet again when you have the opportunity, this will basically be done.
After hearing the whistle of the cloud, Hai Dongqing shone with his wings slowly lowered, and finally landed on the ground in the distance, gathered his wings and walked slowly over with his legs.
It's very humane, and it seems a bit arrogant when holding your head up.
Although it is a beast, it considers itself the king of the sky, and even when facing humans, it does not want to lower its head.
The Yin led two people to walk towards Hai Dongqing with ropes. His mouth kept making strange tones. Hai Dongqing was originally a little resistant and wanted to fly away with his wings, but in the end he was still old
Stay honestly on the ground and don't move.
The Yin tied Hai Dongqing's two sharp claws with a rope, bound his sharp mouth, and then held it in his arms and handed it over to Xiang Que.
"Mr. Xiang, I will tell you how to slaughter the eagle in a while. Whether you can subdue it depends on you."
Xiang Que took Hai Dongqing, licked his lips and said, "That's necessary, I'm definitely more attentive to serve it than to serve my son."
Xiang Que really planned this way. Hai Dongqing would definitely not lose money here. He must be a treasure gift. He planned to call him brothers and would definitely be better than Fatty Wang.
"This kid is too cunning. Aren't the people in Northeast China quite real?" Tang Xia muttered speechlessly.
Xiang Que can only be considered to be born in the Northeast. He has lived in Zhongnan Mountain for more than ten years in the past twenty years.
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