Chapter 193: Miasma
Seeing Gu Zhirong riding away on the big horse, the young master couldn't help but add a sentence in the back: "Be careful, don't ride far." ”
Green Water wanted to see his young lady riding a horse, so he simply sat on the wheel of the carriage. And the young master also changed to another horse at this time, and rode slowly following the carriage, slowly walking forward.
The young master suddenly thought of a question: "Green Water Girl, who did you learn this riding technique from your young lady? Why can't I see which school this style is at all?"
Since the ancestors of the Jokhang Kingdom, there have been regulations, and the children of the official family must be able to read poetry and books, and be able to ride and shoot martial arts. Therefore, horseback riding has always been a popular sport for children in Beijing.
And then came into being the jockey industry, all kinds of riding skills rose, and gradually formed several famous factions, such as what "cloud riding", refers to the movement of getting on and off the horse is chic and elegant, like clouds, "tiger riding" is fast, fast, accurate, and in one go, and what other "Tai Chi riding", "jumping riding" ......
Eventually, a biennial riding competition was formed. If any faction wins, the number of disciples recruited in the second year will be particularly large, and the more famous it is, the more profitable it will be.
However, the young master Rao is very serious, and even looked at Gu Zhirong's riding skills without blinking, but he still didn't understand which faction Gu Zhirong's riding skills seemed to be very "weird" to him.
"Which faction?" Lu Shui was stunned by the young master's question.
To be honest, she didn't know when her young lady learned to ride a horse, and as for where this riding master was taught. Then I don't know.
However, she has also been with Gu Zhirong for so many years, and she still has the ability to adapt to changes. So she rolled her eyes. Immediately said: "I learned it from Master Ji." ”
Lu Shui once heard Gu Zhirong mention the name Aji, and said that she learned to ride a horse with this Aji in a dream, so in a hurry, she gave birth to a quick wit and replaced Aji with "Master Ji".
"Master Ji?" the young master was inexplicable. He knows almost all of the jockeys who are slightly famous in the capital, so why hasn't he heard of such a jockey?
Green Water glanced at the young master. Haha, he said: "Young master, of course you don't know this person, he is a Mongolian jockey. Not famous. Our young lady also studied with him for a while, and then his family had an accident, so he ...... So he went back to Mongolia and did not come back. ”
The young master nodded. It seems to be believed: "I see." ”
Green Water secretly stuck out his tongue. What is it if not? Could it be that I will tell you what Miss said. Did our young lady learn this riding technique in her dreams? Can you, the young master of the Baojian Hall, believe it?
She said in her heart: Actually, in the end, I don't believe it.
After a while, Green Water sensed that something was wrong, and couldn't help but stretch his neck to look around.
The young master also noticed something unusual: "What's the matter, I've been gone for so long, what about people?"
They were passing through a coniferous forest, with a large canopy of trees that shaded the daylight. Only a few points of light leaked sporadically, reflecting the bright and dark mountain road ahead.
But there was silence all around. It was so silent that not even a single insect could be heard.
Lu Shui's heart suddenly tightened, and he lost his voice: "It's been some time since Miss went, why didn't you see a turn?"
As soon as the words fell, the young master immediately instructed Qin Lu: "You follow the horse's hoof prints and ride to the front to see, what is going on?"
Qin Lu must be a master of tracking in this regard, so he answered, rode his horse forward, and disappeared between the taiga after a while.
Green Water's hand gripped the wheels tightly, and his nails almost sank into the wood. She said in a trembling voice: "The horse I just saw the young master riding is very handsome, why haven't I seen the young master ride before?"
The young master immediately understood the meaning of green water. It is often said that horses are very spiritual and loyal, and they only recognize one master. He lost his voice and said: "This horse, just passed by the market, saw a person who was in a hurry to get rid of it, and I am a person who likes horses, and saw that the price was cheap, so I bought it......"
At this, his heart sank instantly. He was so careless, why didn't he see the horse seller's eyes rolling non-stop? And the sad smile on his lips......
He was anxious, and with his horse, he was about to rush forward. At this time, Qin Lu came back.
Everyone was a little surprised that Qin Lu turned back so quickly. And the latter looked at the young master with a solemn face, and said: "The subordinates followed the horseshoe prints all the way over, and then, and then ......" Speaking of this, he paused, as if thinking about what to say.
The young master's eyes sharpened: "And then what?"
Qin Lu frowned tightly and said in a deep voice: "Young master, when my subordinates chase to the side of a stream, the mount refuses to go any further. The subordinate jumped off his horse and jumped over the stream, and as soon as he entered the forest, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground. The subordinates noticed something was wrong and didn't dare to stay for a long time, so they held their breath and retreated. ”
The young master was stunned: "That, what kind of place is it?"
Qin Lu was well-informed, and he pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "If the subordinates are not mistaken, that forest should be full of miasma, and as soon as a person enters, he immediately falls to the ground and faints." ”
Lu Shui's face suddenly turned pale: "Miasma, then Miss ...... she?"
The young master didn't say a word, he tightened the reins, and was about to rush forward.
Qin Lu hurriedly grabbed his reins: "Young master, don't!" This forest is full of miasma, but it is colorless and tasteless, making it difficult for people to guard against. If the young master dares to enter, I am afraid that my life will be in danger!"
The young master scolded angrily: "Let go!" As soon as he raised his horsewhip, he whipped it into Qin Lu's hand.
Qin Lu let go of the pain, and the young master's horse had already swept past him at a high speed, and went straight to the forest with a "da-da-da".
Qin Lu punched his leg, and his remorse was overwhelming. Why were they so useless and didn't stop the young master? If something really happened to the young master, what should they do?
He thought about it and thought about it, but he didn't care, lifted the reins, and rushed into the woods.
It was a dense forest, with clumps of shrubs in front of it, and there seemed to be a path that meandered and twisted, and it was not known where it led.
On the ground of the forest, there was a thick layer of withered yellow leaves, and strangely, there was no smell at all, and this place was as dead as silence, and not a single insect could hear it.
And it is precisely because of this that this forest seems extremely weird.
Qin Lu followed behind the young master, and the horses were left outside the stream. The two of them held their breath, stepped on the soft dead leaves, and walked slowly. Rao was like this, they still felt it, and their brains began to swell little by little.
Suddenly, a ray of sunlight shone obliquely through the gap between the branches and leaves. A faint layer of white mist suddenly rose on the ground, slowly rising into the air. Slowly condensed into golden balls with slightly blurred outlines, hanging in the air. The small ones are like ping-pong, and the big ones are like wheels. Suddenly, a round ball fell from the middle of the sky, suddenly burst, gradually dispersed, the colors were gorgeous, the five colors were all over the field, like a rainbow like clouds, indescribable magnificent and weird.
"It's a miasma!" Qin Lu lost his voice, and then fell to the ground with a "bang". The young master wanted to rush over to help him, but he suddenly inhaled a breath of miasma, but he couldn't support it and fainted. (To be continued......)