The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 356 Watching the Fun

Fortunately, Gan Minglan ran fast.

I didn't intend to use that young upstart, Suzhileg, for anything.

As soon as she ran away and settled in her small courtyard, the White Hat faction came looking for her.

The dozen or so private soldiers guarding this courtyard never imagined that they would die not at the hands of the Huozhou Bei army, but at their own doorstep, in the midst of factional infighting.

The White Hats searched the entire courtyard but found no survivors. Before leaving, they threw several torches into the courtyard.

The dry grass on the roof was quickly burned to ashes.

Surileg, who had just turned around and was running over, saw the raging fire from afar.

He wanted to rush into the yard to save people.

But his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground.

The entire family, numbering in the dozens, was arrested and imprisoned, and executed three days later.

If he shows up now, his family will have no hope left.

Therefore, his whereabouts must not be discovered by the White Hat faction.

Su Rileg desperately tried to convince himself: she's just a woman, no matter how much I like her, she's not as important as my family.

With a heavy heart, he lowered his head and ran in another direction.

Meanwhile, on this side...

Gan Minglan, whom he abandoned, had not actually gone far.

She slipped into the stables in the front yard, hid the horse king in her spatial dimension, and then climbed over the wall to the yard next door.

Then, it disappeared.

Her clothes and hairstyle made it obvious that she was from out of town when she walked around during the day.

On the territory of the Hu people, she wasn't tired of living!
So let's stick to going out at night.

With six or seven hours left before dark, I'll eat something, get a good night's sleep, and then make plans.

At this moment, the space was bustling with activity.

King Atu sat atop the head of a wild horse, looking up at the sky.

As its gaze passed by.

On a branch of the sacred tree, the golden couple and their baby golden eagle were talking to each other.

Who would believe that the baby eagle, which was pink and tender just over two months ago, has grown several times larger in just over two months, as if it had taken growth hormones?

Not only has it grown to three kilograms in weight, but its wings have also become fully grown.

The couple had just taken it out of the bamboo basket and put it on a tree branch about seven or eight meters above the ground.

Having probably already talked about theoretical knowledge for a while, the male eagle got impatient and decided to demonstrate the full motion of spreading its wings and taking off to the child.

Its takeoff felt very powerful.

It's fast, stable, and incredibly smooth.

Unfortunately, the space in the sacred tree was too small for it to maneuver. It flew high into the sky until it was blocked, then turned around and swooped back down to the treetop.

All right!

The whole set of movements was completed in three minutes.

Carve it, look at it.

Its two claws gripped the branch tightly.

People just watch.

I don't really want to learn.

The female eagle emitted a low call, patiently coaxing the cub.

It coaxed and coaxed.

He said a lot of nice things.

The young eagle still wouldn't budge an inch.

The male eagle couldn't stand the cub's bear-like behavior, and in a fit of rage, it swatted the little guy down with a single wing.

The two kings and one man watched helplessly as the baby eagle fell into freefall.

"Crack" sound.

It landed in front of the wild horse king.

Horse King sneezed loudly at the little guy on the ground.

The baby sculptor remained motionless.

Gan Minglan rushed forward to check the situation.

so far so good.

After the dog rice grass withered and turned yellow, it became a thick carpet.

At that height, it shouldn't be able to kill the eagle.

The rat king, sitting firmly on the horse's head, rolled its eyes: "Squeak squeak squeak, it's eaten so much good meat from you, master, for nothing. It must have eaten too much meat and gotten too fat, that's why it can't fly!"

"Who can learn it in one go? Your Majesty, it's only three months old, not even an adult yet."

The two kings despised this useless cub to the extreme.

The young eagle had no idea it was being rejected.

The eagle was completely stunned by the fall!

Even now, it still can't believe that it was pushed off the tree by its heartless father.

The sculpture is wronged!
It's not that the eagle doesn't want to fly.

The sculpture isn't ready yet!
How could you scare the eagle like that?

Upon seeing Gan Minglan, the familiar keeper, the young eagle stopped struggling and let out a soft, tender cry for help.

"Chirp chirp"

Speaking softly and gently.

It sounds almost exactly like a chick's chirping, so cute!

Gan Minglan quickly picked it up from the ground and brought it to the dining table in the wooden house to tease it.

"Oh dear, poor thing. Why didn't you flap your wings before landing? You've grown such a big body for nothing."

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp"

"Were you frightened by your father? It's also your mother's fault for not laying your egg in spring, otherwise you would be a grown eagle by now, and I wouldn't be trapping you in this space."

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp"

Zookeeper, you should give us some meat to eat!

The baby eagle squawked cutely in its high-pitched voice for a long time, but it didn't see its familiar food bowl. The eagle was utterly disappointed.

With its little neck drooping, it looked like a big, aggrieved ball.

Its keeper turned around and started chatting with the Golden Retriever couple:
"It's too cold outside now, so let the baby eagle stay here for the winter. If we let it out, it might freeze to death. It was so hard to raise it to this size, and I'm counting on it to be my messenger in the future."

The maiden voyage was a complete disaster!

The couple felt extremely embarrassed.

They muttered to themselves for quite a while.

Yeah, yeah, I can't teach the kids in front of this two-legged creature and that fierce rat anymore.

What if the two-legged creature isn't around, and the young eagle falls down and gets bitten to death by a fierce rat?
When I told other golden eagles, they didn't believe me.

Ever since they ran into a cunning rat, the couple has never hunted rats again.

I'm terrified.

They fear encountering other, more formidable rats of their kind.

That night.

Gan Minglan led the Rat King out of the space.

She was dressed in all black, with a hooded black bearskin cloak over her shoulders.

A man and a mouse patrolled the streets like nighttime spirits.

Fortunately, the Rat King had amazing hearing. Before long, he pointed to a house on the inside of the alley, indicating that there was movement inside.

Gan Minglan readily accepts good advice.

She planned to climb onto the roof of this house to listen to the "corner of the wall".

The roof is easy to climb.

Listening from the corner was pointless!
I can't understand a single word of Uyghur!

Through the night vision goggles, I could see a dozen men sitting around a blanket in the dark room, talking in hushed tones.

That's what makes it so strange.

I wonder what's wrong with the people of Shache.

Gan Minglan spent two hours walking through all the residences in Shache City and discovered that the phenomenon of men gathering in a circle to talk at night was quite common!

Could it be that Muslims are performing some kind of ritual?

wrong!

The gestures and language are inconsistent.

That might be related to the blood-stained stone slabs on the main street!
How many people would have to die to reach that level?

The thought that something might have happened in the capital of the Hu people suddenly gave Gan Minglan a lively and carefree mood.

She pointed in the direction of the palace and whispered, "Your Majesty, shall we go into the palace and take a look?"

See it.

Go if you want to!

There is no place in the world that I, the Great King, cannot go!
(End of this chapter)