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Yu Feibai was confident, thinking that even if his archery skills were not good, if he encountered too many prey, there would always be a chance that a blind cat would encounter a dead mouse. Anyway, he would never allow himself to catch nothing when participating in hunting activities.

At the same time, Murong Guang also reacted and felt that Yu Feibai's proposal was excellent. Buying an eagle would not work, and the old man's attitude was very determined. He couldn't just leave in despair. In this case, he might as well invite the old man to accompany him and give each other a buffer.

Give him some room to understand who he is, and maybe he can get what he wants.

Thinking of this, Murong Guang also quickly persuaded him, hoping that the old man could agree to this request.

"Hunting?" the old man pondered.

At this moment, a joyful voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Third Master, those fools started hunting again. I just saw Xiao Hui fly out. Did you catch any rabbits..."

While he was talking, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy walked in, happened to see Wang Guan and the others, and immediately became silent. Because these three people were exactly what he called fools.

Wang Guan and the others also vaguely understood this, and felt very uncomfortable.

But speaking of it, the hunting activities held by Murong Guang and others are really stupid for the villagers living in the mountains. Anyway, in the past few years, most of the pheasants and hares that Murong Guang and others did not hunt fell into the vicinity.

In the hands of villagers. Therefore, the annual hunting activity is the happiest harvest time for nearby villagers.

Of course, the villagers are not stupid. They must have taken action after the hunting activities were over, and easily caught all kinds of pheasants and hares. That's why Murong Guang and the others have to release a batch of prey every year. Maybe they also know this.

It was done by nearby villagers, but Murong Guang and the others had no intention of pursuing it. Firstly, they were afraid of trouble, and secondly, they were not short of money.

However, the young man did not know the psychology of Murong Guang and the others. When he found out that these hunting "idiots" were here, his first reaction was to wonder if they were coming to raise an army to hold him accountable. Naturally, he felt guilty.

"Didn't you see any guests? What are you yelling about?"

The old man reacted quickly and immediately shouted: "Go back and chop wood."

"Yes, Third Master."

When the young man heard this, he immediately turned around and ran away as if he had been granted amnesty.

At this time, the old man was also a little embarrassed and said sheepishly: "I am a junior. The school is on vacation, and there is no teacher to control me. I run around all day long, being very naughty and making the guests laugh."

A fool is just a fool. For the sake of the falcon, let him admit it.

Murong Guang touched his nose and said with a smile: "Children, it's normal to be naughty."

With that said, Murong Guang also brought the topic back and continued: "Old man, what do you think of our proposal? Can you help us with this?"

Originally, the old man wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by the young man. He could no longer say the words of refusal. After all, people always have a face. If they steal something from a hunter's family, it would be fine if people don't know. But once he said it,

The old man was also very embarrassed. He felt as guilty as the young man and could not refuse.

Forget it, just think of it as repaying the favor. I thought to myself. The old man nodded and said: "Okay, then I will help you."

"Then thank you for being old."

Murong Guang was beaming with joy, and Wang Guan and Yu Feibai were no exception. They started to pay attention curiously. The old man got up and walked towards the shelf, then picked up the falcon and threw it into the sky.

In an instant, the falcon spread its wings and flew high in the sky. After a while, it suddenly made a hoarse whistle. When the old man heard it, he immediately smiled and said: "It seems that we have found prey. Let's go over and have a look."

"So fast?"

Wang Guan and others were a little surprised, and immediately followed the old man outside. Soon after, several people climbed over a hill, and at the old man's signal, they immediately saw a pheasant burying its head in a patch of withered grass.

peck.

To be honest, the color of the pheasant's feathers is very similar to the color of the withered yellow grass. If you don't observe carefully, it will be easy to overlook it. However, the falcon found the target easily, and his eyesight is indeed extraordinary.

"Look at me."

Perhaps because he wanted to show off, Murong Guang signaled Wang Guan and Yu Feibai not to take action. He drew his bow and arrow, aimed at the pheasant and immediately loosened the string. The arrow was sharp and nailed the pheasant hard, causing it to

After struggling for his life, he died immediately.

"Eh."

When Yu Feibai saw this, he was immediately surprised and said: "Brother, when did your archery skills become so good?"

"What does it mean to become clever? I'm already clever like this, okay?" Murong Guang was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. He just made a slight mistake and his accuracy was a little off, which made Yu Feibai feel that he was not good at archery, which was really unfair.

"Whatever, hurry up and pick your prey."

Yu Feibai waved his hand indifferently, then quickly turned around and said, "Old man, where are the prey?"

"there……"

Not much to say about what happened next. Under the guidance of the falcon, a few people easily discovered traces of pheasants and hares. The main reason was that these prey did not grow here, and they were definitely not used to the environment here, so it was easy to find them.

Exposed without a doubt.

At least in the eyes of the falcon, these pheasants and hares are stupid and can be found casually.

Under this situation, although everyone made mistakes from time to time, they also gained a lot. Yu Feibai finally realized his wish and hunted a hare with his own hands, so he didn't have to worry about returning empty-handed. Wang Guan was also very lucky, and he accidentally hit and killed a hare.

He shot a pheasant in the wing, and then four people surrounded him and captured it alive.

As for Murong Guang, he finally showed the strength of the first generation of hunting kings. I can't say that all ten arrows were hit, but he also hit five or six arrows. Of course, he gained a lot and it can be said to be fruitful.

During this period, the old man also joined in the fun and took a light bow to shoot arrows. However, maybe because of his old age, his eyesight was a little bad. Or maybe his strength was not as strong as before. Anyway, he shot several arrows but failed to hit. Although Wang Guan and the others did not laugh at them.

It meant something, but the old man's pride couldn't stand it, so he took out a whistle and blew it.

In an instant, Wang Guan and the others saw an unforgettable scene. The falcon hovering in the sky suddenly swooped down like a bomber. The speed was very fast, and the movements were precise and swift. In a moment's notice,

In the blink of an eye, the sharp claws directly grabbed a hare.

The hare must have struggled fiercely, and then there was no room for resistance in the falcon's iron claws.

After catching the hare, the falcon immediately flapped its wings and flew high, then confirmed that it had caught the hare to death, then dropped it next to the old man, and then flew into his hand with a relaxed movement.

Of course, at this time, the old man must be wearing protective gear on his hands. With a raise of his hand, the falcon perched skillfully. That graceful movement made Murong Guang's eyes turn red. He was extremely envious.

"Good job." The old man nodded with satisfaction, reached out and touched the falcon's head, then smoothed its wings, and finally took out a few pieces of meat to feed it, which was considered a reward.

"Glory..."

At the same time, a greeting came from the hilltop opposite, and a few people were seen walking over. Everyone's face was full of wonder, and they had obviously seen the scene of the falcon hunting the rabbit just now.

"You are here."

Murong Guang glanced at him and said with a proud smile: "Hehe, it seems that your harvest is not very good."

"You have the nerve to say..."

Several people had a close relationship with Murong Guang, so they spoke very casually. One of the young men even shouted directly: "Brother Rongguang, you are cheating, and you have the nerve to accuse us."

"That's right."

At this time, several people's eyes were very hot, staring intently at the falcon in the old man's hand, showing a look of longing.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Since they are keen on hunting, these people are definitely no strangers to falcons, a good helper for hunting. But like Murong Guang, they only have some understanding, but never really understand it.

They have been raising falcons. However, it is for this reason that they yearn for falcons even more.

At the same time, Murong Guang also noticed this situation and immediately stood in front of the falcon as if he was protecting a calf. He said very vigilantly: "If you don't hunt well, what are you doing here?"

"It's already noon, so of course I came to see you for dinner."

While talking, a person asked: "Rongguang, that eagle..."

"Na Ying has a good voice in China, not here." Murong Guang put aside the topic and said: "You can go and eat lunch or something by yourself, we have to continue hunting."

"Don't start the topic with me."

At this time, a man walked around Murong Guang and looked at the Falcon carefully. At the same time, he said in surprise: "Rong Guang, you are so shameless. You bought such a treasure quietly without telling us."

"Yes, there is no sense of loyalty..."

Others condemned one after another, which made Murong Guang smile helplessly: "I wish the falcon was mine, but unfortunately it is not, but this old man's pet."

"Not a pet, but a helper." The old man corrected, gently stroking the falcon's feathers with a very gentle expression.

At this time, when they heard that the falcon was not Murong Guang's, the eyes of the others also lit up. Murong Guang was naturally very familiar with this kind of reaction, and he knew what they wanted to do without further explanation.

"Give up, you guys." Murong Guang kindly reminded: "The old man has raised this kite for several years and has already developed feelings for it. It is like a family member. It is impossible for him to take action."

Hearing this, the others knew that Murong Guang must have hit a wall, so some people shook their heads and sighed, while others secretly thought about it, thinking that they should try it no matter what, and would not give up so easily.

Yu Feibai didn't care what everyone thought, but when it came to lunch, he really felt a little hungry, so he suggested: "Brother, let's go eat first. Only when you are full can you have the strength to hunt. I want to try hunting with my own hands."

The taste of harvested hare..."

"That's it." Murong Guang was a little hesitant, feeling that if he left like this, he might miss the Falcon.

Wang Guan understood what he was thinking. After thinking about it, he immediately smiled and said: "Fei Bai, do you know how to handle hares? And don't forget, half of the prey we caught were the old man. It's far away from the camp, so why not go to the old man's place?"

Let’s borrow a place to cook, and when we’re full we can continue hunting.”
Chapter completed!