Ling Zhaoyan said: "This horse reminds me of a story, a story related to the academy. ”

Some things just need a little reminder.

When Ling Zhaoyan mentioned that this horse was related to the academy, Zhou Fei realized something.

The biggest legend of the academy is not from the master, nor from the senior brother and the second senior brother, but from the little uncle Xin Zhige, who has been dead for many years.

In the words of later generations, although the brother is no longer in the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes still have the legend of the brother.

When people in the Great Wilderness mention Xin Zhige, they basically say three things.

Demon slayer, demon enchantment, and a horse.

The first two events are mentioned most frequently because of their huge impact.

But the last thing is not often talked about anymore.

However, not mentioning it often does not mean that people in the Great Wilderness have forgotten it.

At that time, Xin Zhige rode this horse and left Chang'an and began a life of wantonness.

That horse witnessed Sinzhigo's most glorious moments.

It can be said that during that time, the sound of the horse's hooves became a nightmare for many people.

As soon as the shadow of that horse appears, it means that something is going to happen.

Later, Xin Zhige died, and the horse carried him all the way back to Chang'an and returned to the academy.

No one knows how the horse escaped the Temple.

But it just did.

Carrying the corpse of its master, he returned to the academy from the Garan Temple.

It brought back the news of its master's death.

After that, the people of the Great Wilderness are familiar with it.

The master was furious, and the temple was adrift.

But the horse is gone.

Many people have paid attention to the horse, and although it is thin, although it is not strong, it is loyal and intelligent.

What no one can do, a horse can do.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a god horse.

But the horse seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Gradually, rumors appeared that the horse had gone to its owner.

It is impossible to know where and where this rumor came from, but the rumor has come true a thousand times, and everyone believes that the horse is indeed dead.

After all, this kind of rumor has a tragic beauty, and it can also win many people's tears.

But the second senior brother once inadvertently mentioned that the horse would never die.

At that time, Zhou Fei didn't take this at ease, but now that he saw the horse, he suddenly felt that what the second senior brother said was very reasonable.

How to say it, maybe this is the understanding of idols by brain-dead fans.

After all, the idol of the second senior brother is the little uncle.

Of course, Zhou Fei couldn't be sure that this horse was Uncle Xiao's mount back then.

You must know how many years the little uncle has been dead, although the life span of a horse is long, but calculate the time, if the horse is still alive, it will also reach the age of waiting for death.

Although the horse in front of me is a little old, he is still in good spirits and can flirt with the mare!

Zhou Fei said: "I'll go over and say hello and see if I can get two horses back." ”

Ling Zhaoyan pulled him: "Forget it, the road is not too far, these horses are very fierce, you are not well injured." ”

Zhou Fei patted the back of her hand and said, "I'm also from the academy, if that horse is really Uncle Xiao's mount, it should give me a thin noodle." It's the head horse, and it's not a matter of minutes to arrange for the two younger brothers to be our mounts. ”

Ling Zhaoyan said: "I just said it so casually, why are you still serious." ”

Zhou Fei sniffed: "Because I think what you said makes sense." ”

"But according to the time, the horse should not have much power to move if it doesn't die. Ling Zhaoyan said.

Zhou Fei reassured: "It's okay, don't worry, I won't joke with my safety." If I can't communicate, I'll be back. ”

Seeing that he couldn't convince Zhou Fei, Ling Zhaoyan had no choice but to let him communicate with the horse.

Zhou Fei cautiously approached the horses.

The herd was slightly restless.

The old yellow horse glanced up at Zhou Fei, snorted, and let out a neigh, and the horses instantly quieted down.

Zhou Fei was very surprised.

This old guy can do it, and he can control it.

can train the unruly wild horse herd to be like a domestic one, which has to envy how many wranglers have died.

Zhou Fei became more and more convinced that this horse was Uncle Xiao's mount.

Otherwise, there's no way to explain it.

Can ordinary horses have this kind of domineering?

"Hi, hello. Zhou Fei raised his hand and waved: "Introduce yourself, my name is Zhou Fei, and I am from the academy." You know the academy, right? It's where your last master stayed. ”

The old yellow horse ignored him and continued to graze with his head down.

Zhou Fei took two more steps forward and continued: "Do you recognize Xin Zhige?" Xin Zhige, the representative of the academy in the world, once rode you through the entire Great Wilderness, and trampled on how many heroes under your feet, does it still have an impact?"

The old yellow horse's grazing action stopped.

Its front hooves began to dig the ground.

The nose also doesn't stop.

It seems to be starting to get grumpy.

Zhou Fei didn't dare to move, and stood in place as if he was on a telephone pole.

The old yellow horse raised his head and stared at him, and that look made Zhou Fei feel a sense of panic.

No one believes it.

He was frightened by a horse.

However, this is the case, the old yellow horse's eyes at the moment made Zhou Fei think in a trance that he was looking at the little uncle.

Even if he had never seen Uncle Xiao, he could be sure that this look was Uncle Xiao's.

It's amazing, it's very illogical.

But...... It's as simple and crude as that.

The old yellow horse began to move closer to Zhou Fei.

A trademark smirk appeared on Zhou Fei's face.

It made him feel as if he had returned to his childhood, and he was participating in a debriefing performance on Children's Day.

That's how he laughed back then.

Soon, the old yellow horse came to Zhou Fei's side and began to circle around him, coming forward from time to time to snort, or bite the corner of Zhou Fei's clothes or something.

Zhou Fei didn't dare to move.

Ling Zhaoyan, who was not far away, also didn't dare to breathe in a nervous atmosphere.

After about a third of the incense, the old yellow horse neighed at the herd.

Soon two red horses came over with a tick.

The old yellow horse rubbed the two horses as if he was explaining something.

Then it returned to the herd and led the herd away.

Only the two red horses remained.

Zhou Fei knew that this was a "gift" left by the old yellow horse to himself.

It understands everything except that it can't speak.

Zhou Fei took a deep breath and took a deep look in the direction where the old yellow horse left: "Junior, thank you for the gift of the horse!"

In the distance, the neighing of the old yellow horse could be faintly heard.

Zhou Fei felt that this was not the neighing of horses.

It's the little uncle who is talking to himself.

Uncle Xiao said: "Stinky boy, what you are experiencing now, Lao Tzu also experienced back then. Don't be afraid of anything, God wants to destroy you, then poke a hole in the sky! A man stands between heaven and earth, and is not afraid of ghosts and gods, because my life is up to me!"