Chapter 5 This thing always feels like it's not easy

The next day, it was not long in coming. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As a chicken, Da Hong slept soundly.

As a person, Zhao Shenping felt that he slept very poorly.

Lying in Huang Rong's arms all night, he didn't do anything, Zhao Shenping felt that there was nothing more wretched than this.

The precise biological clock in the body made Zhao Shenping wake up before the sun rose.

Although there were many distractions in his heart, Zhao Shenping still conscientiously fulfilled the duty of a big rooster.

Come to a clearing and shout!

"Oh oh . Oh... ”

Huang Rong heard the scream, opened her hazy eyes, and just saw a big red rooster outside the ruined temple, crowing with his head held high.

"Big Red!"

Huang Rong turned over, ran out, squatted in front of him, stretched out her thumb, and said happily: "You were so angry just now!"

Although Zhao Shenping wanted to hear the word "really handsome" more, he was still very happy in his heart, and he dragged it up when he walked, and Huang Rong giggled.

"Let's go, Da Hong, I'll take you to find something delicious. ”

After speaking, Huang Rong rushed into the broken temple, grabbed a handful of cigarette ash from the fire that burned last night, and wiped it on her face casually.

Looking at Huang Rong's black dirty hands and greeting him, Zhao Shenping was anxious, and hurriedly stretched out a wing and pointed at Huang Rong's black dirty hands and screamed, shaking his head vigorously.

Huang Rong was clever, and immediately guessed the reason, giggled and said, "Ghost spirit, you wait." After saying that, he turned around and left, found a water source, washed his hands and ran back with brisk steps, and saw Da Hong standing in place to arrange his feathers from a distance, Huang Rong smiled, jumped back in front of him, shook his white and tender hands in front of his eyes, and said, "Look, wash it up! Can I hold you this time?"

Zhao Shenping nodded willingly, and secretly said that if your clothes can be changed, it will be better.

Picking up Dahong, Huang Rong touched his head and grinned: "What a clever ghost." After speaking, he greeted the morning light and walked forward.

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Zhangjiakou is the north-south passage, the place where the outer fur is distributed, densely populated, and the city is prosperous.

When Huang Rong entered the city gate with the big red rooster in her arms, the sun was already shining, and the streets were full of people coming and going. After she ran away from home, she wandered aimlessly, with a sense of breaking the jar and falling wherever she went, and somehow came here. Huang Rong saw that this place was densely populated, and thought that there must be a lot of delicious food, and she could feast on it again.

"It's just that it's a little troublesome to hold the big red. Huang Rong muttered to herself, it was just before, she often ate overlord meals for three days, anyway, she ran fast, and others couldn't catch up, but now she is very popular, if she is as unscrupulous as before, she is afraid of hurting him. And Huang Rong used to rely on martial arts and didn't care about money, so that now she is penniless, and it is difficult to buy a steamed bun, touched her stomach, and looked at the honest Da Hong in her arms, Huang Rong secretly annoyed in her heart: "Da Hong must be hungry and has no energy, no, I want to find something to eat as soon as possible." ”

Along the way, Huang Rong also saw a lot of beggars begging, she also couldn't put down her body to beg, but every time she didn't succeed, although she was clever and her mouth was sweet, but whenever people saw her holding a big rooster and stretching out a pair of white and tender hands to beg, there was always a feeling of being despised for IQ, and even people who were anxious accused her face-to-face: "You hold a big rooster to beg for food, when we are stupid, we can't get a tael of silver if we sell the rooster, really." ”

"That is, looking at his fine skin and tender meat, he does not look like a begging for food. ”

Huang Rong was not angry when she heard this, she just wanted her to put Da Hong down, it was impossible, people came and went, if something happened, she would not be killed in a hurry. In a fit of anger, Huang Rong hugged Da Hong and left.

After more than half an hour, Huang Rong felt hungry herself, and unconsciously came to a big restaurant with Da Hong, in front of which a handsome little red horse was tied to it, eating grass leisurely.

Huang Rong glanced at it twice, and subconsciously compared it with the big red in her arms, and suddenly felt in her heart: "That horse also looks at the spirit, and it is estimated that it is average, and there is a big red and aura in my family." At this time, the shopkeeper of the restaurant took out a cage of big white steamed buns, Huang Rong was overjoyed when she saw this, and whispered in Dahong's ear: "Da Hong, you stay by that horse's side for a while, and I'll go get you a white flour steamed bun to eat, okay?"

As soon as Zhao Shenping heard the steamed buns, his eyes immediately opened, and he looked around for a while, and shouted in his heart: "What? Where? Steamed buns are much better than weeds." ”

Huang Rong smiled, touched Dahong's back, and said softly: "Stay obediently and don't run around." Then he cautiously walked to the lobby of the restaurant.

Without Huang Rong, Zhao Shenping immediately woke up, and secretly warned himself in his heart: This is the world of the Legend of the Condor Heroes, and you may encounter martial arts masters everywhere.

To be a chicken, you must be self-aware.

Still, this red horse is good.

Zhao Shenping squinted at the tall horse beside him, and muttered to himself in his heart.

In his previous life, when he traveled to Inner Mongolia, he had ridden a horse on the grassland several times, and when he saw such a handsome red horse, he was inevitably a little nervous in his heart.

Zhao Shenping looked around for a while, and found that although there were many people coming and going, few people would look at this side, estimating that he might be raised as a restaurant, and then looked at Huang Rong, who was arguing with the shopkeeper at the moment, holding a steamed bun in his hand and not getting out smoothly, he couldn't resist the urge to ride a horse in his heart, Zhao Shenping flapped his wings twice, and flew to the saddle slowly.

It's lively.

As if frightened, the horse neighed and jumped vigorously.

Zhao Shenping flapped his wings and dangled on horseback, trying to maintain his balance, and he was angry in his heart.

You said that you are a tall horse, and you are ridden on the back by one of my chickens, what is there to make a fuss about, what kind of strength is called, what kind of strength is jumping!

What a disappointment.

Zhao Shenping was so angry that he couldn't control his mouth, and he pecked at the horse's back all of a sudden.

The red horse was even more irritable.

The terrible screams spread for miles, and I don't know what I thought Zhao Shenping had done to it.

Zhao Shenping suddenly didn't hold steady, he was shaken down, he could only flicker his wings, fluttering to the side, and at the same time secretly screaming in his heart.

Because he saw a shopkeeper abandon Huang Rong and come straight to him, pointing at him and scolding.

"Big Red, watch the back!"

At this time, Huang Rong's anxious shout came.

Behind!?

Although Zhao Shenping was surprised in his heart, he subconsciously chose to believe Huang Rong, and the two wings fanned hard, slightly changing the direction, and the sky deviated a lot.

Seeing Huang Rong's relieved expression, Zhao Shenping was curious, turned his head to look back, but suddenly sent it down, and a horse leg shook in front of his eyes.

Zhao Shenping was shocked in his heart, and then his heart became angry, and he scolded in his heart: "Okay, you are a dead horse! It's too ruthless! Don't I just stand on your back? Use it so hard! If this horse's hooves are kicked, Lao Tzu's life will not be finished! You wait for Lao Tzu, don't stew you, Lao Tzu will be called a horse from now on!"

Seeing that Da Hong was safe and sound, Huang Rong was still not at ease in her heart, so she immediately ran over, grabbed Da Hong before the shopkeeper, picked up Da Hong, and kicked the red horse's leg, kicking the red horse neighing, which was still angry, and she was still waiting to kick the second kick. Just then, a rough shout came.

"Stop!"

Huang Rong glanced at the man who was talking out of the corner of her eye, but her feet did not stop at all, and the foot still mentioned the red horse.

The man's face immediately darkened, and he strode over, and asked angrily, "Hey, where did you come from, little beggar, why are you kicking my horse for no reason?"