Laba Festival, the whole world celebrates, and the horses go out of the river.

The first time the dark horse of Kill Matt went out of the house, in the cold wind, the unique spirit spread his hooves all the way wildly, and a handful of partial black hairs covering his head swayed in the wind.

The leisurely country roads spread irregularly under the horses' hooves

"Hey, Zhu Ping'an, why are you sneaking around? Clucking, like a lost dog. ”

At the fork in the road not far from the village, Li Shu, who was wearing a red cloak, quietly appeared on his horse, with fluttering clothes, a slightly upturned face, a white neck, a pair of big black eyes, and a strange face.

followed by the little girl with a bun, panting and chasing after her own lady.

"In broad daylight, how can it be sneaky. You're here to see me off? Zhu Ping'an stopped killing Matt's dark horse, looked at Li Shu, a black-bellied girl, and asked with the corners of his lips hooked.

"I think of the beauty, who sent you, I came to walk the horse, and I saw a toad lying on the horse's back from a distance, and I came to see it when I felt familiar."

Li Shu, a black-bellied girl, rolled her eyes disdainfully, denied it, and said with a pout.

"Toad? Hehe, I wish the Toad Palace a laurel again? Zhu Ping'an shook his head slightly and smiled.

"It's really cheeky, and you still win the Toad Palace, I see you walking around in a gray and sneaky way, obviously because you are afraid of falling off the list and being laughed at by the villagers. The capital is a gathering of talents from all over the world, and I see that when you leave the capital, I am afraid that you will have to go sneakily. ”

Li Shu, a black-bellied girl, had a pair of big black eyes and shiny eyes, staring at Zhu Ping'an, and her ruddy cherry lips were also sneering.

"Then we'll see."

Zhu Ping'an killed Matt's dark horse and set off again on the road to the exam.

At the fork in the road, Li Shu, a black-bellied girl, watched Zhu Ping'an's figure disappear into the distance, and then turned around and led the little girl with the bun back to Shanghe Village.

Backing the town

Anyone who has been here knows that this place is surrounded by mountains, and the foot of the mountain is pregnant with one barren village after another. The ditch rocks are clustered and show irregular shapes. In this irregularity, the people along the road repeat the dance of life that is made at sunrise and rests at sunset.

Kill Matt Dark Horse just left the house. Energetic, at noon had passed through the mountain town of the backing town, passed five or six villages in succession, and rested at the foot of a mountain with a stream.

Zhu Ping'an temporarily removed the things on the back of the horse and tied the horse to the trunk. Let the dark horse that kills Matt also rest and rest, eat hay. Zhu Ping'an himself also found a sheltered place, leaned on a stone and took the pancakes baked by his mother Chen from the baggage, and ate them with pickles.

The sun was not very good, and dark clouds were approaching. This river is full of hay, in the distance there is a shepherd boy leading a big yellow dog to drive the sheep home for lunch, the big yellow dog barks happily behind the sheep, the sheep who have eaten enough of the dead grass shake their stomachs, in this cold winter land, satisfied with the little master home.

Ate two pancakes. Zhu Ping'an waited to kill Matt's black horse and ate hay, then put things on the horse's back again, and once again embarked on the journey to catch the exam.

In the cold winter, the small stones on the road were frozen and brittle, and the black horse of Kill Matt stepped on it with the hooves of the horseshoe, and the small stones made a crisp sound and shattered. Then, as if he had found something interesting, he walked around the place where there was rubble, just to hear the sound. Zhu Ping'an on horseback was killed by Matt, a brainless black horse.

So much so that Zhu Ping'an pulled the reins several times to change the bad habit of killing Matt.

The first time I went out alone in the real sense, I arranged the itinerary completely by myself, and I was inexperienced. didn't know much about the road conditions and the ahead, Zhu Ping'an missed a mountain village in the evening, and then rode a horse for seven or eight miles without being inhabited, and he couldn't see a village.

Before I knew it, the remnant sun had fallen into the West Mountain, burning the mountain beams as red as fire, and the dark clouds were also burned and changed color.

Look around. The mountains are heavy, and there is no breath of life in sight, only a mountain road spreads forward and disappears into the distance.

He was also tired of killing Matt's dark horse, and he had no strength to hurry, and his speed slowed down a lot, which made Zhu Ping'an give up his plan to return to the village after Bali.

Zhu Ping'an rode on the horse, looked around, the mountains were heavy, just when Zhu Ping'an was disappointed, he saw that there seemed to be a small house at the foot of the mountain about fifty meters away on the left side of the mountain road, so he got off the horse, led the black horse that killed Matt down the mountain road, and went to the small house along an almost invisible path.

Getting closer, it can be seen that this house seems to be a simple house for the hunters in the mountains to rest temporarily, made of wood and thatch as the main materials, it seems to be somewhat similar to the shanty that was hijacked by the demon girl Ruo Nan on the road to the child's life, but this one seems to be a little better.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Zhu Ping'an was outside the door, arching his hand and asking loudly.

and no one answered, Zhu Ping'an asked loudly three more times, but still no one answered. It is estimated that this shanty should not be inhabited for a while, and it is estimated that Orion does not come here often.

Zhu Ping'an led the black horse that killed Matt to the door, opened the latch and pushed the door open, the inside was quite clean, but it seemed like there had been no one for a while.

Zhu Ping'an led the black horse that killed Matt into the shantytown, tied it to a pillar, and then moved the things off the horse's back and put them on the straw bed in the shantytown. Then Zhu Ping'an found a sickle in the shantytown, took it out of the shanty, cut some hay with a sickle around and carried it to the shanty, and used it as fodder to kill Matt's dark horse, and so on three times.

The living utensils in the shantyhouse are quite complete, there is an iron pot with a hanging ring, as well as firewood, rice, oil and salt, Zhu Ping'an also borrowed it temporarily, picked up some firewood and hay from the outside, and took the iron pot to the stream not far behind the house, smashed an ice with stones, cleaned the iron pot with stream water, and then carried the cold stream water of an iron pot into the shantytown.

Fill the rice, make a fire, cook, scone the cake.

The fragrant millet porridge, with the cucumber side dishes pickled by my mother Chen, is simply enjoyable after a day of traveling. After eating and drinking, pour the remaining millet porridge into a basin, and then bring it to the black horse that kills Matt, and let it drink some hot water as well.

After that, Zhu Ping'an cleaned up the bed again, covered it with thick straw, and then spread the futon he was carrying on the straw, and then closed the shantytown door from the inside.

After a day of running, although it was horseback riding, it was also very tired, but fortunately, my mother Chen made rabbit fur paving for the saddle, so as not to grind my legs.

However, Zhu Ping'an did not rest immediately, but as usual, he was ready to read a book for a while before going to sleep.

A fire was made in the shanty, and the thick and thin firewood was mixed into it, and the flames burned vigorously, both for lighting and keeping warm.

Zhu Ping'an sat in front of the fire, holding a book in his hand, and read it with relish by the firelight. The firewood made a crackling sound, and the warm temperature hit, which made Zhu Ping'an snort unconsciously and comfortably, changed a comfortable posture, and continued to read.

After adding firewood twice, Zhu Ping'an collected the scroll, prepared to rest, and moved the straw near the fire far away, and the firewood was also moved far away, eliminating the potential safety hazards, and then went to bed.

Lying on the bed, facing the window, you can see the outside of the window.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces, and I can't say how lonely it is. (To be continued.) )