Chapter 542 There Is a Price to Be Paid for Putting Shit on Me

Mu Feng rode his horse all the way to the east and returned alone.

It is said that he went back to the tribe alone, but in fact, he could see Jiang's people or slaves at intervals along the way.

It can be said that this place has completely become the territory of Da Jiang!

At the bottom of his heart, he was thinking about what Bai Yue said about the western city, and guessing what it might be about the great chief who had never met before looking for him.

When he was in a daze, a flock of birds flew over his head.

Mu Feng turned a blind eye to it, to be precise, he was too distracted to notice it.

But the behavior of the birds had brought their presence to his attention.

Because when they flew over Wooden Wind's head, some of them shitted in the air.

Coincidentally, one lump just landed on Mu Feng's shoulder, and the other landed on Da Lei's neck.

The smell of bird droppings instantly interrupted Mu Feng's thoughts. He looked at the pile of bird droppings on the fur on his shoulder, and couldn't help jumping: "What the hell! This is bullying me!"

The most terrible thing was that Da Lei noticed that something had fallen on his neck, and with a shake of his neck, the lump of bird feces flew out, almost hitting Mu Feng's face!

Mu Feng hurriedly leaned back, watching the lump of bird feces flying out almost close to the tip of his nose!

And he also turned over and got off the horse, raised his foot and kicked Da Lei's ass: "Idiot, you almost shook the bird shit on me!"

The yellow pheasant falcon that had been following him was also startled into a dream by Mu Feng's sudden dismounting, fluttering his wings and "buzzing" around Mu Feng, calling all the time, as if to protest.

Mu Feng frowned, and became even angrier, pointing to the flock of birds that hadn't flown far in the sky: What the hell are you calling?

He also communicated with the Flycatcher with high-level animal taming skills with anger, and the Flycatcher didn't stop after hearing this, and disappeared in front of Mufeng with a "sw-bum-".

When it reappeared, it was already high in the sky obliquely in front of him.

From the looks of it, it really went to catch birds to vent its anger on Mu Feng!

"I'm going, so fast!" Mu Feng hurriedly grabbed a handful of grass leaves from the ground to wipe off the bird droppings on his body, and got on his horse: Hurry up, follow!

Da Lei threw off his four hooves, looked up on the ground and watched the big yellow dots of the Flycatcher flying towards the group of birds that were not flying slowly at high speed.

After more than ten seconds, one person and one horse hadn't caught up with the Flycatcher and the flock of birds, but they saw that the Flycatcher had already skimmed over the flock of birds, and then dived into the flock of birds like a thunderbolt.

"Chirp chirp—"

The pheasant falcon Xiaohuang uttered a loud and crisp cry, and ran amok among the flock of birds.

The flock of birds was instantly disrupted, screaming "cuckoo".

"Huh?" Mu Feng finally realized, "Hey, this voice sounds familiar!"

Before he could figure out what the sound was, one of the flying birds was instantly pecked and fell straight to the ground.

The Flycatcher, Xiao Huang, was persistent and did not come down to pick up his prey. He continued to run left and right, and pecked a few more birds, causing them to fall headfirst.

Coincidentally, Mu Feng rode past and reached out to catch two of them, but the others did not catch them.

"Hey, this little yellow is so cruel!" Mu Feng grinned and laughed strangely, "I want you guys to shit on me, and that's the end!"

He picked up the bird that was only injured but not dead: "Tonight, I will roast the bird meat... Oh, I'm going, this is, this is..."

Mu Feng did not say a few "this is" in succession.

Because he was startled by the bird in his hand.

To be exact, he was so pleasantly surprised!

Because the gray and white bird in his hand is obviously a pigeon!

"Pigeon!" Mu Feng finally exclaimed in surprise, "Haha, pigeon!"

He looked carefully at the other one in his hand, and he was sure that these two birds were pigeons!

"The pigeon that I miss so much!" Mu Feng was about to shout.

He hastened to "chirp chirp" to the flycatcher in the sky, telling it to come down quickly.

Because the pigeons had been washed away by it, scattered and fled.

Flycatcher Xiao Huang dived and circled, landed directly on top of Da Lei's head and squatted down, straightened his head to peck his prey.

Mu Feng hurriedly stopped it, comforted it well, and then dismounted to pick up the other pigeons.

Of the remaining four pigeons that fell, three died and only one survived.

But the three living pigeons were trembling because of the presence of the Flycatcher, and they cried out in panic, "Coo-coo", "Coo-coo--"

Judging by their appearance, if they are scared for a while, they will probably be scared to death.

Mu Feng had no choice but to let Xiao Huang fly above his head, and he healed the three pigeons with the healing technique, but he tied the wings of the three pigeons with ropes to prevent them from escaping.

He neither communicated with the three pigeons nor intended to domesticate them, so he just took them back to the tribe quickly.

It was already dark after returning to the tribe, so he found a cage for the three pigeons and put them in, put some grains of wheat, and went back to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, he hurriedly took Flycatcher Xiaohuang to find Dalong and the others, and then took out the three pigeons, strengthened them again with the wood path derivation technique, and then released them.

Without the slightest hesitation, the three pigeons spread their wings and flew high after breaking free. After circling in the air, they found a direction and flew out!

Mu Feng's eyes lit up standing on the ground: "There is a door!"

He hurriedly told the three of them, Dalong, and Xiaohuang, the Flycatcher: Quickly, fly above the three little birds, don't disturb them, follow!

As he said that, he rolled onto Dalong's back and took Xiaohuang along with him.

He could clearly feel that Dalong was very nervous when Xiao Huang was by his side.

From the bottom of his heart, he marveled at the magic of the world's creations. A huge eagle-feathered dragon would be afraid of a palm-sized Flycatcher, Little Yellow!

He patted the big dragon, signaling it to take off quickly.

He wants to see if these three pigeons can find their way home, so as to determine whether this group of pigeons can be trained as homing pigeons!

You know, homing pigeons can send letters because they can recognize the way home.

And the reason why they can find their way home is because they have a satellite positioning system in their bodies, which allows them to always accurately locate the location of their "home" no matter where they are.

But not all pigeons have this ability, and not all pigeons can accurately find their way home.

So from yesterday to now, Mufeng only fed them food and treated their injuries, but never communicated with them, just to reduce the impact of human intervention, to test whether they have the ability to "return to their nests".

If they do find their 'home', it proves that they can be domesticated as homing pigeons.

And right now, he will also take advantage of the "homing" characteristics of these three pigeons to let them lead him to their old nest, and then use the three eagle feather dragons to connect them to the nest!

After all yesterday he had only one young Flycatcher and could not catch enough pigeons.

Today is the day when he makes the pigeons "pay the price".

"I'll let you guys put shit on me again!" Mu Feng grinned...