Chapter 39: Heng Gong Fish 2

On the desolate snowfield, there is snow as far as the eye can see. A group of people and horses escorted a wide carriage and walked slowly on the ice and snow.

They formed a long line, with seven or eight people in front and behind, and four others walked on either side of the carriage, following the speed of the carriage unhurriedly, looking very neat and orderly.

The snow field reflected a dazzling white light in the sun, and people couldn't open their eyes, so everyone on horseback covered their eyes with a thin black veil.

Fang Zhou, who was at the head of the team, held the compass in one hand and put his palm in front of his forehead with the other, and when he saw the compass constantly turning, he suddenly stopped with a frown.

"Something is wrong in this place." Fang Zhou whispered with a stern expression, "You can't go any further." ”

As soon as the ark stopped, the people who followed after it couldn't help but stop their horses. The horse neighed a few times, trampled to and fro in place, and was finally soothed by the man riding on it.

"Ark, what do you do to stop." A boy who looked like a scholar jumped out of the carriage, panted and trotted over and asked, "Ah Lang is very unhappy, urging him to hurry up!" ”

"There's something strange about this place, the compass is broken, and there's no way to point the way." Fang Zhou flicked the compass, and seeing that the compass was still spinning, he made a decision at the moment, and looked up to the person behind him and ordered, "Release the snow eagle, and we will follow it." ”

The attendant replied slightly, then lifted out a birdcage and lifted the black cloth that was covering it.

A white snow eagle was squatting quietly in the cage with its eyes closed, and when the sunlight shone in, it opened its eyes violently and flapped its wings a few times with some restlessness.

The retinue opened the cage door, causing the impatient Snow Eagle to jump onto his forearm, and then swung his arm forward with a long whistle.

The snow eagle spread its wings and flew high, and after circling several times in the sky with a chirp, it finally waved its wings and flew to the north.

"Archie, where are you going?" Seeing that the snow eagle wandered for a moment and flew straight back to Lu, Fang Zhou was suddenly shocked and shouted loudly, "Dongqiao, call it back!" ”

The attendant immediately answered, and put his two fingers to his lips, making a short, sharp chirp.

The whining whistle echoed repeatedly in the snowfield, but the snow eagle flew away as if it were crazy, without looking back.

"Ark-Ark-" Another boy who looked like a scholar rolled down from the carriage with a sad face, and ran all the way to the ark crying, "No, Ah Lang heard that the snow eagle flew back on the way, and he was so angry that he slapped the table and told me to tell you, don't care about that beast, you can go in any direction, but you are absolutely not allowed to go back." ”

"Is Ah Lang sick again?" Fang Zhou listened to the scholar's words, his frowns tightened more and more, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you watched Ah Lang take medicine?" When did Ah Lang become irritable and irritable? ”

"We all have a regular time to watch Ah Lang take the medicine." A scholar said nervously as if facing a great enemy, "Really, Ah Lang's medicine can't be stopped, we all know it." ”

"Ah Lang has been wrong since last night." The other scholar tried to think about it for a while, and then said, "It seems that it was nightfall, and Ah Lang, who was still reading, suddenly smashed the teacup and asked when we were going to leave, so I ran to you last night to urge us to hurry." ”

"I'm afraid that the medicine dispensed this time won't be able to suppress Ah Lang's illness again." Fang Zhou was not annoyed that the scholar did not inform him of Ah Lang's illness in time, but just stared in the direction of the carriage, and saw that the door curtain on the carriage trembled slightly, so he clenched the reins in his hand and said in a half-loud voice, "Then listen to Ah Lang, let's continue on our way." ”

Glancing in the direction of the sun, he raised his whip and pointed to the southeast, and the attendant who followed him was instructed, so he grabbed the horse's belly and drove the horse to the southeast.

The ark stood still, and when the carriage came to him, he gently knocked on the edge of the carriage door with his horsewhip, and said in a low voice: "Ah Lang, don't worry, after this snowfield, we can find an inn for you to have a good rest." ”

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There was silence in the carriage for a while, and after a long while, a gentle voice came out: "There is no need for an inn, just leave this place, here I only feel panicked in the bottom of my heart." ”

"I see." Fang Zhou saw that Ah Lang was no longer anxious, so he relieved his heart, but he no longer returned to the road of the team leader, but stood by the side of the carriage.

The procession slowly moved towards the southeast, and in the white snow, only a string of horseshoe prints and two deep ruts remained.

Not far from the direction of the team, several white snowballs suddenly moved, and then rolled in the direction of the team.

The sunlight reflected a blinding white light on the vast snowfield.

In the inn.

Tsing Yi saw that the dead wood had brought so many fish, and he was happy and worried for a while.

The joy is that there are fish to eat, but the worry is that these fish are all strange and strange, she doesn't even know any of them, how can she cook when she turns around?

"Where did the master catch the fish?" Tsing Yi squatted down and approached the bamboo basket to take a closer look, and asked very curiously, "What kind of fish is this?" ”

"Didn't Lao Ni go to Xishan to visit friends a few days ago?" Deadwood laughed without the compassion and calm of the monks, but with some showiness, she looked at Tsing Yi repeatedly looked at the fish in the bamboo basket and kept watching, so she simply stretched out her hand to introduce Tsing Yi one by one, "These are all given to me by my old man, this is He Luoyu, this is Ran Yiyu, this is Henggong-"

"Whoa, whoaβ€”"

"Boom-"

Deadwood's voice as he introduced the fish was suddenly interrupted by two hysterical cries, and he suddenly shook his hand and turned his head to look at the second floor.

Tsing Yi also frowned slightly, and just stood up with a cold face, and was trembling by the frightened look on the face of Fei Shusheng, who rushed out with his head in his arms. When she saw the basin-sized flower spider running out behind him, she was even more frightened, and immediately involuntarily took a few steps back, and hit Hei Saburo, she settled down and leaned behind Hei Saburo with a scared face.

Hei Saburo hugged his arms and smiled happily, just watching Fei Shusheng step on the soles of his feet on the corridor, and rolled down the stairs with a few clicks in an instant.

"Oh, my lord-" The flower spider spider girl turned into a human form in the middle of the road, and she couldn't reach out to hold Fei Shusheng, so she had to look frightened, stopped there and called timidly, "Are you okay?" ”

"Hey, hey, Xiaosheng, Xiaoshengβ€”" Fei Shusheng got up in pain and grinned and replied, "Xiaosheng is okay......"

Before the words fell, only a clear eagle chirp was heard, accompanied by the sound of wings flapping, a big white eagle rushed out of the aisle, and screamed towards the top of the spider girl's head with a fierce momentum.

The spider girl screamed in fright, and rolled down the corridor with her head in her arms.

Tsing Yi, who was standing behind Hei Saburo, watched in amazement as she rolled down the stairs and collided with Fei Shusheng, who had no time to dodge.

"Ahh

Spider Niang hid under Fei Shusheng, crying out of breath.

"Where did the Snow Eagle come from?" Deadwood looked at the eagle with a surprised face, and looked at Tsing Yi, who also shook his head gently in confusion.

The guests around immediately turned their heads to each other, and a few of the guests who had always fed on birds showed their attentive expressions when hunting, staring at the snow eagle without blinking, as if waiting for the opportunity to rush up and catch it.

Snow Eagle, who was still attacking Fei Shusheng and Spider Niang, seemed to sense the enemy's breath and stopped the attack violently.

It threw its head up and chirped loudly, then swerved and slammed straight into the direction of the dead wood and Tsing Yi.

Without waiting for Tsing Yi to exclaim, everyone saw a flower in front of them, and in the blink of an eye, they saw that the eagle had already twisted its wings and screamed mourning under Hei Saburo's hands.

Those who had just put on an attack posture and didn't have time to make a move suddenly sat back with regretful faces.

The eagle had apparently been carefully tended and raised, and it looked not only bright-eyed and bright-clawed, but also oily and slippery feathers and tender bird meat, which would be much more tender and juicy than the wild ones in its mouth.

It's a pity, since it's been caught in Hei Saburo's hands, then everyone must not even be able to rub a feather.

The guests who missed the opportunity over there were feeling sorry, but here Hei Saburo was smiling, he stared at Xue Ying's eyes twice, and Xue Ying suddenly froze and no longer dared to struggle.

"Catch it, go back and stew me meat." Seeing that the snow eagle had stopped, Hei Saburo turned around with satisfaction, smiled and handed the snow eagle to Tsing Yi and said, "This eagle is very fat and tender, much more delicious than fish, eat it today!" ”

Tsing Yi only felt that his temples were jumping suddenly, and he reached out and grabbed the wings of the snow eagle with a little fright.

The snow eagle was very smart, as if he knew that the person who caught him now was very weak, so he struggled twice, raised his head and glared at Tsing Yi fiercely with his black bean-like eyes.

Xue Ying struggled slightly, Tsing Yi suddenly felt a little unable to grasp it, seeing that its messy wolf was unbearable, and he couldn't bear it, he thought about it and gritted his teeth and turned his head to Hei Saburo and said in a trembling voice: "San Lang...... Let's leave it to Master Gao...... I haven't cleaned up the Snow Eagle......".

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