The process of walking is always boring, but fortunately, this time there is one more object of teasing. You guessed it right, it's Guo Jia, there is no doubt.

After Guo Jia bumped on the back of the galloping horse for nearly half an hour, he finally couldn't help but spit out with a "wow", and the loudness of the voice was really shocking. When Ma Zhong heard this sound, he raised it as if he was frightened and kicked it non-stop, if it weren't for Ma Zhong's special learning of the art of horse control with Bai Ren for a while, it might really draw a very humorous end to this trip to Yingchuan.

However, it is a pity that Ma Zhong's riding skills are definitely above those of normal cavalry, and it seems that he has an indescribable talent for these things related to speed, concealment, and tracking. But Guo Jia is not as talented as Ma Zhong in this regard, as soon as the horse raised its hooves, Guo Jia was thrown high, and there was still half of the unfinished crumbs in his mouth. However, Guo Jia's luck is good, at least he is not on Yu Ji's horse.

Ma Zhong saw that Guo Jia was thrown up, but his eyes were quick, he was holding the reins with one hand, but the other hand was grabbing the belt around Guo Jia's waist. After pulling back with one hand, Guo Jia, who had been thrown up, was firmly lifted by him. Although Ma Zhong has no innate divine power, it is still very casual to grab a skinny chicken-like person with one hand. And after Guo Jia was caught by this, the half of the unknown filth in his mouth was spit out.

Xiang Cheng and Yu Ji hurriedly stopped their horses when they heard the noise here, and when they turned their heads again, they knew that tears were pouring down the ground.

The horse that Ma Zhong rode was originally a yellow Dawan horse, as for whether the bloodline was pure or not, let's say otherwise. Now the yellow horse is mixed with those indescribable and strangely colored stickies, coupled with the frightened and disgusted eyes of the horse, it is really a unique masterpiece. Ma Zhong moved quickly, and at this time he had already turned over and dismounted, and Guo Jia was even more retched by Ma Zhong pulling the belt around his waist.

"What's the matter with you two?" Xiang Chengqiang asked with a smile.

Ma Zhong glanced at Guo Jia, and replied helplessly: "It's not this kid yet, he is obviously awake but he is pretending to be asleep right away, now it's okay, I'm dirty." ”

Guo Jia heard that Ma Zhong said that he was very dissatisfied, so he forcibly stopped retching and wiped his mouth and retorted: "What do you tell me to pretend to be asleep, if you don't rob me, can I do this?" If you don't rob me, I'm sure I'm still asleep, dreaming, and waking up at noon with fine food and wine. Look at the present, in this wilderness, there is not even a mouthwash! Think for yourself who exactly is sorry for whom! ”

Guo Jia's question is not not sharp, and it goes straight to the question itself. And after Ma Zhong thought about it, he was surrounded by Guo Jia, in fact, there was no way to say whether this matter was right or wrong, it was nothing more than two sides of each other's heads to put on each other's heads, as long as one side was weak, then it would be incomplete. There may not have been a fixed name for this form of dialogue in the Han Dynasty, but Xiang Cheng from later generations knew that this form of dialogue was called "debate".

And Ma Zhong seems to be very bad at debating with people, putting aside the disadvantage of "congenital insufficiency", Ma Zhong's character who is willing to think about others and likes to empathize is already destined that this debate may not even enter the second round.

"I ...... I...... You...... You ......" As Xiang Cheng expected, Ma Zhong was speechless for a moment.

At this time, you can only look at Xiang Cheng's ability. But Xiang Cheng didn't seem to have the desire to debate with Guo Jia, and sighed lightly and said, "Okay, okay, find a place to wash this horse." Fengxiao, you and I can ride together. After speaking, he pulled Guo Jia, whose head was less than his waist, and walked towards the yellow sky and black soil.

And Guo Jia is rare that he didn't resist, and I don't know if Xiang Cheng's domineering leakage or something else. Of course, I prefer to believe that Guo Jia woke up when Xiang Ji broke through the city gate, and now he can't tell the difference between Xiang Cheng and Xiang Ji. As for Xiang Cheng's domineering leakage, it is impossible, it is impossible in this life.

Ma Zhong has no horses to ride, but fortunately, Xiang Cheng is righteous, and the oldest and youngest two of this group are leisurely on the horses, but the remaining two are walking slowly. It is also thanks to the fact that a few people ran fast enough out of the city gate, and they actually walked the path and the mountains and forests, although it was just over half an hour, but now they can no longer see Yingyin County, and a few people are also stepping on this mountain stream path. And the most important thing is that I am afraid that no one in Yingyin County will dare to hunt down this line of people now. After all, the people who can casually leave the city gate behind are probably not something that those militia city defense troops can take.

After walking for a while, the sound of the mountain spring slowly entered everyone's ears, but Ma Zhong immediately pointed out the approximate location when he heard the sound. Now I don't care if the horse is dirty or not, so the two of them got on their horses and ran towards the mountain spring.

Guo Jia, who was sitting on Xiang Chengma's buttocks, didn't wait for Huang Tian Heitu to run, but he felt sick to his stomach for no reason, and he was about to vomit out again. The yellow sky and black soil have a lot of spirituality, and they don't even need to look at it, they feel the abnormality on their backs, and they raise the horse's hooves to throw Guo Jia out. After all, the Dawan horse that was vomited on his back just now was ridiculed by it all the way, and now the feng shui turns to his own home.

But Guo Jia learned to be smart this time, and before the horse's hooves were raised, he grabbed Xiang Cheng's clothes tightly, and Xiang Cheng felt the restlessness of the yellow sky and black soil, and stopped as soon as he pulled the reins.

"Ma Zhong, why don't you let Fengxiao ride with you." Helpless Xiang Cheng shouted.

After hearing this, Ma Zhong had a black line, and he nodded helplessly, but the Dawan horse that Ma Zhong stepped on was suffered. That's right, Guo Jia still couldn't hold back...... The horse walked briskly towards the spring in fear, anger, reluctance, and ridicule by the other two horses.

Fortunately, this mountain spring is not far away, and a few people arrived here after about a stick of incense. That Da Wan Ma waited for Guo Jia and Ma Zhong to run downstream as if they were lying, rolling in the water non-stop, and everyone laughed. Of course, there is no Guo Jia among the people who laugh.

The whole night and morning did not enter the water and rice, and at this moment there was this mountain spring as a companion, but everyone was here to get off the pot, ready to eat and drink enough before going on the road.

Ma Zhong couldn't stop brushing Dawanma's hair, and he had to rely on it as a leg before he arrived at the post station. Xiang Chengle got out of the pot and lived, which is just equivalent to Ji preparing to eat when he is ready.

Guo Jia said that he was going to relieve himself, but Xiang Cheng waved his hand casually and signaled him to go.

However, Guo Jia had helplessness written on his face, and looked at the indifferent Xiang Chengzhi and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will run away?" I'm also what you call a 'ghost', can you give me a little respect? ”

"You're not afraid that there are jackals in the forest, so you don't dare to relieve them alone, do you?" Xiang Cheng got up, patted the soil on his buttocks, and said. Guo Jia was speechless for a while, and his expression seemed to be full of worry about Xiang Cheng's IQ, but fortunately, Xiang Cheng still followed.

"Should I call you the Overlord now, or Xiang Cheng?" After walking more than ten steps, Guo Jia suddenly asked.

Xiang Cheng was shocked for a moment and asked rhetorically, "How much do you know?" ”

"When I entered the demolition house, I almost woke up."