XVII. The Beginning of the Matter - Into the City (II)

After the shopkeeper left the room, Saburo was tired from the journey, so he simply ate a few bites of the wine and food on the table, and then lay on the bed and fell asleep, I don't know how long I slept, and I heard someone knocking on the door.

Saburo was woken up by a knock on the door, and shouted outside with a reluctant face, "Who? ”

"Childe, Childe." This is the voice of the shopkeeper just now.

San Lang frowned, got up and opened the door, but saw the shopkeeper standing at the door with an anxious face and said, "Childe, it's not good, your big black horse, he ran away!" ”

"Ran away?" San Lang came to his senses in an instant, looked at the shopkeeper in front of him in disbelief, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"We didn't know, we had been feeding him fodder there, and then he seemed to hear something, and he broke free from the reins and rushed out the back door of the inn."

San Lang didn't know what was going on, but it was a fact that the big black horse ran away, so he had to follow the people in the inn to look for it.

At this time, it was close to dusk, and the sunset in the west slanted in the world sprinkled the last bit of afterglow, and then gradually sank westward, until it slowly disappeared from people's sight.

Saburo followed a few people from the inn to the backyard, this is the stable where the big black horse was before, but now it is empty, and it is messy.

When Saburo saw this, he knew that the big black horse had made a big fuss here before running out of the back door, but it shouldn't be the only big black horse here.

Thinking of this, Saburo asked the shopkeeper who came with him, "Is this my horse here?" ”

"Childe, how is it possible, you see that our inn business is booming, how can it be just your horse."

"And why is this stable empty now?"

The shopkeeper's expression was strange, and then he was resentful like a resentful woman, and said to San Lang: "It's not your big black horse, Son, I didn't say anything about it, and I also let go of the other horses in the stable." ”

San Lang listened to what the shopkeeper said, and the whole person was stunned, he knew that his big dark horse was powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, he didn't count his own escape, and he could help other horses escape from prison.

Saburo looked apologetic, and then without waiting for the shopkeeper to say anything, he went out of the back door of the inn in a gloomy manner.

He didn't want to hear any more bad deeds of this big dark horse, and he didn't know if it was right or wrong for him to listen to the young master's words and steal this big dark horse from the Terracotta Division.

The big black horse ran away, but the horse is a horse after all, and he doesn't know how to disguise like a person, so the big black horse who doesn't know how to disguise left a line of horseshoe prints on the road.

Following the horse's hoof prints, San Lang came to the back door of a house, along the gap in the hidden door, and looked at it, he really saw the big black horse that he had escaped from prison, originally San Lang was going to enter the door to drag out this unconscious big black horse, but when he was about to enter the house with one foot, he found that there was a horse next to the big black horse, but unlike the big black horse, the one was snow-white, like a white lotus blooming in the mud, dazzling and dazzling.

At this time, the big black horse, which seemed very intimate, kept snorting, and then looked flattering, and circled around the white horse.

This scene made Saburo stunned, is this still a big dark horse that has been with him for so long, the usual arrogance has long ceased to exist at this moment, and the whole appearance of a hooligan is constantly flattering in front of the white horse.

San Lang looked a little iron-clad, thinking about going inside and dragging the big black horse out, and then educating him well, telling him to chase girls, no, it's chasing mares, it's not right.

It's just that as soon as he thought about it, he heard footsteps coming from inside, and he seemed to be in a hurry, so Saburo hid his figure through the gradually darkening night.

"Childe, look at this horse, he ran in through the back door by himself, and we can't pull it."

The footsteps stopped, it should have been to the stable, San Lang secretly poked his head out to look, only to see that the person turned out to be a young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, almost the same as himself, and then the afterglow of the sunset, he could be regarded as seeing the other party's face clearly, handsome and abnormal, long black hair, holding the bun, fixed on the top of his head by a jasper hairpin, the robe on his body was still snow-white, just looking at the fabric of this robe, San Lang knew that this person was not an ordinary person.

If Qi Lianyu was here, he would be able to recognize at a glance who the handsome young man in front of him was, it was the Dadu Division of the Yasi Metropolitan Mansion, Chu Ci.

Chu Ci was obviously a little excited when he saw the big black horse: "Big black, how did you run to Linqing Mansion?" ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch the big black horse, but at this time the big black horse only had the white horse in his eyes, and the big black horse at this time was showing his majestic posture to the horse in front of him, with his huge head raised, constantly spitting hot air, followed by a series of neighing sounds.

At this time, where can he tolerate the encroachment of others, not to mention that Chu Ci wants to destroy his image in front of his heart, just when Chu Ci's hand was about to touch the mane of the big black horse, the big black horse turned his head to look in the direction of Chu Ci.

This scene was naturally seen by Saburo at the door, he had already expected what kind of attack this young man would be by the big black horse, and even the tragic situation after the young man was attacked, he had already appeared in his mind, thinking of this, Saburo couldn't help but sigh secretly for the young man, lamenting that he was going to become crippled at a young age.

It's just that what San Lang didn't expect was that when the big black horse turned its head to look at Chu Ci, the big black horse who was originally angry because it disturbed it to show itself, at that moment, turned out to be like a well-behaved kid next door, and the huge head actually took the initiative to put it in Chu Ci's hand, rubbing back and forth, and it was not at all the same as it was at the beginning.

At this moment, a black horse not far away came out, came to the white horse's side, and then pursed his thick lips to the big black horse who was selling there and kept spitting hot air, as if he was very dissatisfied with the big black horse's behavior of showing himself to the white horse just now.

This dark horse is obviously a lap smaller than the big dark horse, but the momentum at this time is definitely not inferior to the big dark horse.

The big dark horse didn't pay any attention to the dark horse that followed, but behaved more docilely.

Chu Ci's other hand was raised and stretched out to the black horse behind him, and the black horse, like the big black horse, obediently put his head in Chu Ci's hand and let him caress it.

"Blackie, don't be angry."

This sentence was obviously said to the dark horse that came later.

San Lang outside the door heard the young man's name for the two horses, and felt a little helpless: "This name is too arbitrary, the big one is called Big Black, the small one is called Little Black, and the other white one is called?" Called······· Great? ”

Thinking of this, Saburo couldn't help but smile, and restrained his smile, Saburo continued to look inside.

Chu Ci smiled and stroked the head of the big black horse, as if he was talking to it: "Big black, big black, who brought you here?" ”

The big black horse seemed to understand Chu Ci's words, and snorted heavily in the sky, his thick lips flew up and down in the air, and then the huge head turned to the back door of the house.

San Lang was secretly shocked in his heart: "It's not good! ”