I'm not a wild eater

cuckoo

Goo goo goo!

Mu Qing followed Yan Shu, and walked slowly along the source of the voice.

The crowing of the hen ceased.

Every few steps, Yan Shu would stop, hold his breath and listen for a while, and then move on.

The two of them went down from the top of the mountain to the mountainside on the back of the leeward slope.

Yan Shu pointed forward.

Muqing set up the arrows and drew them fully.

Lower your body and walk forward.

call out!

Feather arrow left.

cuckoo

From the position where the bow and arrow were shot, there was a soft cooing of the pheasant, which soon died away.

"Hee hee, it's quite a big one, it can be used for cooking chicken soup."

Yan Shu ran forward quickly, picked up the wild pheasant that was already flying to the west, and shook it.

"It's really a hen."

"Let's find out where the eggs are."

As Mu Qing said, he pulled out the feather arrow from the pheasant, inserted it into the soil to wipe off the chicken blood, and put it back into the quiver.

Backing the bow and arrow again, he began to look for chicken coops in the grass.

Yan Shu pulled a long vine, hung the pheasant on a branch beside him, and joined in the hunt for eggs.

The two searched around for half an hour, but still found nothing.

"Hey, that's strange, can the chicken eat the eggs by itself?"

Yan Shu crossed his hips and said indignantly.

"Your hearing is so good, listen to the sound of eggs." Mu Qing said with a smile.

Yan Shu rolled Mu Qing's eyes, but didn't respond.

[Shu Ye: I'm afraid I'm not a fool. 】

[Egg: I'm here!I'm here!Come eat me! 】

[Listen to where is the egg?I died from laughing, how did Lord Mu think of it. 】

[No one noticed?Mu Ye hit the target again. 】

[I noticed, and then what? 】

[Isn't this normal?Shouldn't it be? 】

[Now Mu Ye shoots his prey with his eyes closed, I don't think it's strange. 】

Ok?

Mu Qing suddenly reacted.

You can’t hear it if you listen to it, but what about smelling it?

How could there be a smell of chicken feces and feathers on the side of the egg?

Mu Qing took a deep breath and activated the dog-sniffing skill.

moment.

Muqing felt that his nasal cavity was attacked by a mysterious force.

Countless indescribable breaths poured into Mu Qing's nose in an instant, and the processor of the brain was almost stuck.

After a few seconds of adaptation, this feeling gradually eased.

Muqing smelled the wild pheasant hanging on the tree.

Follow the familiar smell and walk to the other side of the mountain.

"Where are you going?" Yan Shu shouted.

"Expand the search area and see if there are any over there." Mu Qing said, continuing to search along the way.

The feeling of being stuck in the brain reappeared briefly.

Then, Muqing felt that his sense of smell had failed, as if he couldn't smell anything anymore.

This is the effective time of the skill.

After feeling an unusually rich breath, and then returning to a simple one, there will be such a situation.

Just like a person with a light taste, after eating a bowl of salty food.

If you eat your daily food again, you will feel a little lighter.

Eat a few more mouthfuls, and you will gradually feel that it is just right.

The plug-in is gone.

Mu Qing could only continue to search for eggs in this area according to the memory just now.

A few minutes later, Mu Qing found what he wanted in an unremarkable grass pile.

"Xiao Shu, I found it."

Mu Qing made a circle with his hands and shouted to Yan Shu.

"Did you really find it? It's so powerful."

Yan Shu responded, took the pheasant and came to Muqing.

"So much?"