The old man with white hair, hunched back, walked over slowly.
Lao Lin twitched the corners of his wizened mouth, revealing jagged yellow smoke: "Are you trying to trick my son again?"
There was a hint of anger in his tone, but it was also full of warmth.
Uncle Ya put his hand on my shoulder: "Your son, help my son."
I was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
With difficulty, Lao Lin raised his palms, which were as thick as bark, clenched his hands into fists, and blew hard into the gap between his thumbs.
A sharp sound similar to a suona sounded.
The sound was high and low, very rhythmic.
Lao Lin blew to the end in one breath without taking a breath in between.
It's hard to imagine that this is the breath of an old man.
"Thumping..."
A black bird flew out of the woods. The bird was not big, not much bigger than a pheasant.
The moment it flew out, the surrounding birds were startled and fled in all directions.
Lao Lin waved his hand in the sky, and the black bird slowly landed on his curved back.
I took a closer look and saw that this bird had a white head and a black body, its eyes were like torches, and its young yellow beak was like a sickle, shining faintly in the sun.
What the hell is this bird? This is a kite!
The scientific name of this thing is the sparrowhawk. It is the smallest among the hawks, but the most powerful in combat!
Uncle Ya took out a pink square from his pocket, which looked like a dice.
Lao Lin made a cooing sound, and the kite came to him very obediently.
Uncle Ya put the pink square under its nose and rubbed it. The kite flapped its wings and flew away.
When Lao Lin curled his lips, the wrinkles on his face almost squeezed together.
"Remember to buy groceries for my son!"
Uncle Ya smiled and turned around to put away the pink cube.
I pressed his hand and asked doubtfully: "This thing, can't it be the soul-chasing incense?"
Uncle Ya tilted his head slightly and asked, "Do you know him?"
The so-called soul-chasing incense is actually a mixed spice, the smell of which is incomprehensible to humans.
But there is no way to escape these creatures with a keen sense of smell. These animals can follow the smell and chase them for thousands of miles.
The reason why this thing is precious is that it is ground into powder using the carapace of a giant turtle.
The raw materials are rare, and the craftsmanship is unknown.
And Uncle Ya is just a storyteller, but he actually has this rare thing on him?
At this time, Uncle Ya took out a few pieces of cornmeal pancakes from his shoulder bag, divided them around, and several people ate them happily.
I asked vaguely while chewing the steamed buns.
"This Old Lin used to build a fish tent?"
Xingshen refers to a type of people who go to circuses and rely on animals for their meals.
Uncle Ya laughed: "You don't know, do you?"
"Can those who play with dogs and monkeys understand how to play with kites?"
Uncle Ya picked up a stone from the ground and threw it on Lao Lin.
"Tell him quickly, what do you do?"
The way he looks now is nothing like the powerful and resourceful Uncle Ya.
His playful appearance makes him look like a child in kindergarten.
Old Lin grinned and waved his hands: "It's all old news. Now I'm just a bad old man who picks up scraps."
Uncle Ya's face froze, and then he turned to look at me, his voice rising a lot.
"Boy, I'm telling you, you have to remember! Your Uncle Lin is a falconer!"
Only then did I know Lao Lin’s true identity.
The skill of taming falcons was introduced to the Central Plains from the Western Regions during the Tang Dynasty.
It is said that a tamed eagle can carry air, carry messages, and carry out assassinations and surprise attacks.
According to legend, when Li Shimin launched the Xuanwu Gate Mutiny, he had a fleet of magical aircraft under his command, and these people were the falconers.
In short, no one has ever seen the God that is said to be God.
There is a reason why any profession disappears, and falconers are no exception.
To train a falcon requires not only hard work, but also a lot of money.
This thing is inherently wild, and if you want to tame it, there is only one way - boil the eagle.
Watch the eagle day and night, and when it collapses, it will be considered tamed.
Therefore, a large number of servants need to be hired to work in shifts.
This time can be as short as half a year or as long as several years.
Ordinary families cannot afford this expense alone, let alone other expenses.
In this way, Lao Lin is a rare treasure!
