There are special saddles and whips for sale at the entrance of the livestock market, and Gao Feng bought a pair there, and then led the horse out of Nancheng. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't know how to ride a horse, and he didn't dare to indulge in the city, and in case it was a nuisance to hurt someone, he wanted to try it out of the city.

Easily turn over the horse, gently clamp the horse's belly, and the horse will move. The first time he rode a horse, Gao Feng still had a sense of novelty, and he experienced the feeling of the horse shaking when walking, which was a very wonderful feeling that made him want to stop.

The horse, though small, was docile and steady, and Gao Feng sat on it and let it go along the road, without restraint or where it was heading.

Of course, he doesn't know how to ride a horse, and he doesn't dare to ride a horse, his body and the horse still can't reach a tacit understanding, and besides, there are crops all around, and it is not his wish to trample on other people's crops.

He just wants to be familiar with the temperament of the horse, and it is best to reach a level of proficiency, so that he can ride the horse in the future if there is an emergency.

Drifting farther and farther away, Gao Feng enjoyed the scenery along the way while experiencing the pleasure of horseback riding, and unconsciously came to the crossroads in the south of the city, which was the fork in his sneak attack on Hejia Villa, and he was waiting for Feng Xiaomo near here.

Looking at the fork to the west, Gao Feng turned there without hesitation, that side led to Zhang An, he didn't want to go back to Zhang An, but he knew that the Dasha River was in that direction, that is, more than five miles south of Zhang An. The Dasha River is surrounded by barren land and sand everywhere, which is a good place to train his horse, and he plans to practice his riding there.

No matter how slow the horses were, they were much faster than the people, and it didn't take long for the rush to arrive after a ten-mile journey.

A big river lies in front of you, and both sides of the river bank are full of white sand, which is the Dasha River that has been harming for many years.

The width of the Dasha River is more and more than 100 zhang, it looks magnificent, but that is only the width of the river embankment, the river may be able to overflow during the flood season, but the river water is only 20 zhang in normal times, especially now that the solar term is cold, the river level is even more sharply reduced, and it is more than ten zhang.

There is a simple wooden bridge on the river for pedestrians to cross, and the peak leads the horse across the bridge to Henan. The sandy area here is wider, which is more suitable for him to ride a horse.

Jumping on the horse, the slow march all the way made Gao Feng have the courage, only to see him clamp his legs, the horsewhip was raised, and he got off the horse and ran out with a "driving".

This rush alone shocked Gao Feng into a cold sweat, and he almost fell down, but fortunately he grabbed the saddle in advance, otherwise he would have fallen off the horse. Hurriedly leaned down and clenched the saddle, which stabilized.

The horse's hooves were galloping, and there was a cloud of sand and dust behind him, and he gradually got used to the bumps as he rode the horse, and he finally straightened up and had the heart to look around.

The endless white sand, the occasional dwarf trees and shrubs, that is the world where men gallop. Riding a horse and flying, everything is under control, and at this moment, Gao Feng seems to have great ambitions, as long as he wants, everything will be stepped on.

After a few more moments, Gao Feng finally realized that he was arrogant, and the horse was not really as fast as he thought, it was just an illusion that he had generated.

The frog at the bottom of the well really didn't know how big the world was, and it was strange that such a thin horse could run fast, Gao Feng laughed self-deprecatingly.

However, he was also comforted that this discovery at least showed that his riding skills had improved, and that he would be able to truly control the horses after a while of practice.

The land is vast and sparsely populated, and the white sand is sparse, just right for the horses to gallop, and Gao Feng has no worries, he keeps urging the horse to fly, trying to find its fastest speed.

It's just that no matter how much he pushes, the horse runs so fast, and there is not much change from before. Gao Feng shook his head speechlessly, he was adapted, but the horse was not strong, this kind of horse was not suitable for fast running.

Even so, Gao Feng was in a good mood, and riding a horse was a skill that he was about to master.

After galloping again for nearly an hour, Gao Feng's riding skills had improved, and he was even able to stand on the pedal and ride the horse, and this progress brought him one step closer to proficiency.

The horse's speed was as usual, but Gao Feng was already feeling tired, and he realized that the horse was not fast, but it was full of stamina, as the man said, ordinary horses could not catch up.

Gao Feng wanted to dismount and rest, but when he stopped the horse and jumped off, a heart-piercing pain came, which made him very unbearable.

The two hips are sore, the two thighs have been worn out, it turns out that riding a horse is not as beautiful as imagined, it is not only a technical work, but also a physical work. This is still a situation when the horse is not fast, if you ride on a tall horse, you don't know how many sins you will suffer?

It's still comfortable to sit in the car, and Gao Feng is a little nostalgic for the car in his previous life. If he had a car, even if it was a big truck, he would not want to ride a horse.

With a dry mouth and no water on his body, Gao Feng led the horse to the river, wanting to drink water from the river to relieve fatigue.

Walking up the riverbank, there is a gentle slope below, which is an ideal place to drink water.

But Gao Feng suddenly stopped, and his eyes were fixed on a place, which was a bush, and there was a man lying there.

What's going on? Why are people lying there? Is it dead or alive?

Gao Feng did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly rushed down the river embankment and came to the man's side.

He was a young man, but his face was pale, and although he was still breathing, he was in danger.

Gao Feng took a look and saw that his right arm was swollen and blackened, with a few blades of grass wrapped in a cloth, but it looked messy from the hasty bandage.

It was obviously a snake bite, and the man had obviously had some treatment, but he was hurt because of the time constraints.

Now that you understand the reason, it's easy to do. Tearing open the bushes, Gao Feng dragged the man out, led him to a crooked-necked tree, and took the basket he had left on the ground, and examined it, which contained a water bag, some dry food, a sickle, and some herbs.

Tear off a piece of clothing, tie it tightly over the man's wound, and then remove it and bandage it. The herb used by the man to bandage was the ghost needle grass, which was also symptomatic, but the venom was not discharged, and the effect was still unsatisfactory.

After repeatedly washing the wound with water from a water bag, then lighting a pile of hay with flint and using fire to disinfect the tip of the sickle, Gao Feng then made a cross on the wound with the sickle and squeezed the perimeter with his hands.

Seeing the black and red blood dripping out, he was still not at ease, so he tore off a clean cloth from his body, folded it in four or five layers, and when the blood flow was not smooth, he put the cloth on and began to take drugs, until the flow of bright red blood stopped.

Several leaves of Needle Grass were found from the back basket, mashed and applied to the wound.

Feeding the man a few sips of water, feeling his vitality slowly recovering, Gao Feng finally took a breath, if nothing else, this person should be able to be saved.