Wang Jingzhe climbed up to look into the distance, and Xiaocao and Burigude were resting on the side. Both of them were not good at this, so he could only take a look.

After looking around, I saw the nearby mountains. After Wang Jingzhe turned 180 degrees and stood still. From his perspective, he looked at the straight-line distance, a mountain was shrouded in fog. This was originally a very common phenomenon, because there was already foggy in the mountains, but it was already afternoon, and it was northeastern again, which seemed a little wrong. Most of the foggy in the mountains were in the south. In addition, Wang Jingzhe valued the trend of the mountains more. Although he only saw the angle of parallel sight, he also saw something unusual.

Jumping off the stone, Wang Jingzhe also sat down and smoked a cigarette. After resting, Xiaocao asked, "Did you see any problem?"

"The problem is, but I didn't see much. I was far away and couldn't see it completely. I had to walk there." Wang Jingzhe looked at Burigude and said, "Where is your eagle?"

Since entering the mountain, the eagle in Burigude has disappeared. He probably was flying in the forest or hunting.

Burigude put two fingers into his mouth and blew a loud whistle. After a while, a black dot appeared in the distance of the mountain. From far to near, it fell on the stone on the mountain and closed its wings.

Wang Jingzhe sighed that these beasts are really good helpers. Chen’s three-year-old dog and Burigude’s eagle are no worse than humans if they are used well.

Wang Jingzhe asked curiously for the first time: "What is the biggest limit for you to communicate with this eagle?"

Burigude said: "I rely on some simple gestures to communicate with it. For example, if I want it to do something, just gesture. If it wants to reveal the news, just call it twice, or flap its wings a few times, because what I need to do and what it wants to feedback is relatively simple. For example, if it finds something on the grassland, just like what happened that day, it will circle in the sky, then nod to me, point its wings to the other side."

Wang Jingzhe said with a little disappointed: "That's it?"

Burigude said seriously: "It's just a big bird. What else do you want? Could it be that if you keep a dog, you can let the dog wash, cook and clean the house for you?"

Wang Jingzhe held it in for a long time, said OK, then raised his hand and pointed to the direction where he found the fog, and said, "Can you let it fly over and take a look? In this direction, try to let it disclose more situations."

"This is easy to deal with..." Burigude summoned the eagle, touched its head, pointed to the direction Wang Jingzhe pointed, and patted its head. After the eagle seemed to understand, he screamed twice in his mouth, spread his wings and flew over.

Then the three of them waited here. If they went over to see what happened, it might take two or three days or even longer, but if the eagle looked, it would only take one head to pierce, and there would be no time to smoke two cigarettes.

A few minutes later, the eagle quickly returned, but before it landed on the mountain, it roared a few times in its mouth, and the movement seemed a little shrill.

Burigude stood up nervously, frowned and said, "It's scared..."

The eagle came back. After falling down, it rubbed its head against Burigude's arm, and kept calling out "cuckling" until he kept stroking its head, as if comforting for a while, the eagle calmed down, but it still held its wings and its body trembled a little.

"It did not disclose any other information except for feeling afraid. It should only dare to fly in the sky and did not fall down at all," Burigude said cautiously.

"That's why I read it right, it's where," Wang Jingzhe nodded.

"It's scared, aren't you?"

"I'm afraid, but this means there is something wrong there." Wang Jingzhe spread his hands and said, "If there is no trick at all, we don't need to go."

"It's not a good thing," Burigude sighed, knowing that the problem was serious that he could make his eagle so afraid.

Wang Jingzhe said, "It's a good thing. Not long after entering the mountain, I found a place that interests us. It's so easy, isn't it a good thing?"

Burigude was speechless, and what he said was indeed very reasonable.

The next time he determined the direction, he naturally set off. They came down from the mountain and continued to walk northeast. In order to accurately find the direction, Burigude has been using the eagles in the sky to fix the direction they are moving forward, and they will go wherever the eagles fly.

As soon as I left, it was dark. The time for the dark sky in the forest was already early, after all, the light was limited.

In the evening, they found an open space to camp and rest. They would have to rest early if it was dark, and if it was in a hurry, they would have to leave early.

The fire started, and the noodles were cooked with a pot on it, some beef was added, and some wild vegetables were placed inside. Soon it smelled full of fragrance.

While the three of them were eating noodles, a "slam" sound suddenly came from the forest. Burigude and Wang Jingzhe stopped chopsticks at the same time and looked sideways.

A yellow-skinned man emerged from the grass, came to them, four or five meters away, sat down, then raised his forelimbs, the beard on his head trembled twice, and his soybean-like eyes turned several times.

In that case, it was like someone asking for food.

There are many monsters in the mountains, this is a weasel who has become a spirit.

"You are not asking for a seal now. Don't be so serious. Don't just want some food, just give it to you." Burigude put down the bowl, then took out two biscuits and two fruits from his bag and walked over, and placed it in front of the weasel.

The weasel actually opened his mouth very humanely, then picked up the things with his two claws in front and chewed them. It ate very quickly and quickly stuffed the biscuits into his mouth and finished eating.

The Five Immortals originated from the shamanism. When Burigude communicates with them, it is naturally much easier and closer. The weasel may also feel the familiar taste in him, so it is very natural when asking for food. After eating, he even crawled over and walked around Burigude for a few times.
Chapter completed!