sjar Chapter 353 Isn't this a huge loophole?
Chapter 353 Isn't this a huge loophole?
Grandpa Zhao's scalp was covered in blood, and you could see that his scalp had been ripped open.
Chen Xiangqian felt goosebumps all over his body, took two steps back, and exclaimed, "Oh my god, this is terrifying!"
Grandpa Zhao put his dog-skin hat back on, took a sip of tea, and said leisurely, "This bear is very fierce, and it doesn't hide in its den, making it difficult to fight. If you encounter one, you could lose half your life."
On the wall behind him hung an old-fashioned rifle and an old-fashioned cannon. None of these old-fashioned guns could shoot down the Gobi bear.
The Gobi bear is agile and nimble, combining speed and flexibility. It can display astonishing combat intelligence in an instant, even standing upright to easily throw its opponents off balance with a slam. It can also launch an almost savage charge, crashing into its enemies like a storm, its power and the variety of its attack methods are breathtaking.
Their fur is exceptionally tough, like an invisible suit of armor. Their heads are round and robust, their skin and flesh as firm as iron, making them highly resistant to blows. Combined with their rock-solid lower body and strong, powerful neck, the Gobi bear can stand firm even against the fiercest attacks.
In the barley fields of the Gobi Desert, even the most experienced hunters have to risk their lives to fight a Gobi bear.
Over there, a pheasant began to crow again, even though it was late autumn and long past the pheasant's mating season. But this pheasant had been living near Grandpa Zhao's house for a long time, with no chicks or roosters around to keep her company, so her crow was unusually high-pitched and long.
In an instant, several more sturdy male pheasants from the surrounding mountains responded, flapping their wings and gliding down the high slopes, excitedly gathering around the female pheasant.
Li Ju'an was much more astute this time. He quickly untied the thin iron chain wrapped around his right arm and gently whistled at the falcon on his shoulder: "Go!"
The two falcons, having worked together for some time, now had perfect coordination. At a command, they flapped their wings and soared into the sky, their excitement palpable, before swooping down and extending their sharp talons.
By then, it was too late for the male pheasant to run. The eagle's vision could clearly see the scenery within ten kilometers, let alone this barren, rocky Gobi desert terrain.
In the low bushes, a male pheasant seemed to be running around frantically, trying to find shelter among the scattered branches and leaves, dreaming of escaping into the shade of a taller tree.
But the sharp eyes in the sky had already locked onto its trail. The eagle swooped down with the force of thunder, its target the prey hidden at the base of the tree.
Despite its considerable size, the pheasant was actually half a size larger than a young goshawk. However, under the overwhelming pressure of this ancient hunting instinct, all its size advantage seemed insignificant. The goshawk had been starving for several days, and Li Ju'an deliberately maintained its state of hunger, only giving it half-full.
Li Ju'an never fed the eagle to its fill, only giving it a few pieces of meat, just enough to make it half full.
Hunger is the best catalyst to stimulate their hunting instincts.
In the blink of an eye, the terrified pheasant was completely helpless, its entire body gripped tightly by the eagle's iron-like beak. A panicked pheasant was snatched into the eagle's mouth.
Another eagle snatched up a pheasant, and the two falcons grabbed their prey and flew back to Li Ju'an's side.
Chen Xiangqian was initially startled, but now that he saw the two prey were still alive, he exclaimed in delight, "Li Pao, these two falcons have been tamed! Tamed!"
The female pheasant was kept by Grandpa Zhao in his backyard, specifically to attract male pheasants and to lay eggs. Li Ju'an returned the female pheasant to Grandpa Zhao, who was very pleased and said, "You lad, you've got a good eye for eagle training. At this pace, you'll be able to hunt pheasants in just a few days."
Locals call snow leopards "flower dogs." Grandpa Zhao grew up in the falconry village and has always harbored an endless longing for falcons. Eagles are the rulers of the sky; they soar overhead and sometimes swoop down in a flash, nimbly snatching away the village's chickens and ducks.
Chen Xiangqian's gaze swept across the boundless Gobi Desert, and suddenly, a dark shadow caught his eye. He pointed excitedly into the distance, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement: "Master Zhao, look over there, isn't that the trail of an eagle's nest? Why don't we go explore and maybe catch a baby eagle to play with?"
He had been pestering Li Ju'an because he wanted Li Ju'an to give him an eagle.
But as he observed along the way, he also noticed that Li Ju'an treated his hunting dogs like family and brothers. He treated his falcons like future hunting brothers, and when two falcons flew away, he wouldn't leave either one for him.
His wish was dashed, and he could only hope that he could find a baby eagle to play with in the barley field.
Grandpa Zhao grinned as he looked at the excited young man.
He said, "You little rascal, you're just like me when I was a kid. Listen up, if you still want to raid that eagle's nest after I'm done, go ahead and do it, no one's stopping you."
Li Ju'an laughed and said, "Master Zhao, are you trying to persuade him or provoke him? If he listens and immediately runs away, what will I do? His father will definitely beat me up and cause me trouble."
Grandpa Zhao laughed heartily, while Chen Xiangqian could only say with a bitter face, "How could that be? Master Zhao, please tell us."
As he sipped his hot tea, Grandpa Zhao reminisced about his childhood.
In those days, children were raised with a free-range approach by their parents, allowed to grow freely in the vast wilderness. He was always with a group of playful friends, roaming through the mountains and fields. One day, he came to the foot of a cliff, and suddenly a faint chirping sound drifted through the air, coming from high up on the cliff.
Though young, filled with curiosity and excitement, he climbed up the rope. Finally, the view opened up before him, revealing a small eagle's nest nestled peacefully on the cliff edge, inside which two tender eaglets were huddled. Their sparse downy feathers, large eyes, and sharp beaks were particularly striking, clearly indicating they were fledglings.
This thrilled him. When he tentatively reached out his hand, the two fluffy little creatures opened their mouths wide at the same time and made a tender cry for food.
Back then, Grandpa Zhao wanted to raid the eagle's nest, but he didn't dare, fearing the mother eagle would find out and attack him. Eagles hold grudges; if discovered, they could chase and peck at that person for life, which is very annoying.
After much deliberation, he finally decided to go down to the bottom of the cliff first.
The children waited and waited, but neither the eagle returned to its nest nor its eaglets were fed. Their necks began to ache from gazing up at the distant, unreachable cliff top for so long.
Grandpa Zhao guessed that the mother eagle had gone out hunting and perhaps died, otherwise why would she abandon the eagle's nest?
If you can get something for free, why not grab it now! This is a steal, a real bargain, and once you've gotten away with it, you're done.