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Suddenly, out of nowhere, a stone flew and hit the horse's leg impartially. The horse was frightened by the pain, suddenly volleyed its front legs, jumped up, and lifted Song Qi off the horse, and then galloped all the way.

One of Song Qi's feet was still stuck in the stirrup, and he couldn't shake it out, so he was dragged backwards all the way and slid forward, rolling up the dust all over the ground.

At that time, Mingyu Lingxue was racing on the grassland. had galloped out for a long distance, and saw Song Qi being dragged upside down on the ground by the galloping horses from a distance, the two of them were so frightened that they hurriedly shook their whips, and the two horses galloped and hurried to the accident site.

When she was still a foot away from the loose horse, Ling Xue jumped up from her horse's back, a harrier turned over, volleyed towards the loose horse, grabbed the reins flying in the air, and her body floated with the reins, gently landed on the horse's back, and then pulled back two or three times before the galloping horse was contained. At this time, Song Qi had been dragged three feet away by the galloping horse.

At this time, Mingyu also flew off his horse and arrived, untied the stirrup three times and two times, and separated Song Qi from the horse.

Ling Xue jumped off the horse and helped Song Qi up from the ground. I saw that he was dragged to a blue nose and swollen face, and his mouth was spitting blood, and he was also frightened to the point that he was unable to possess his body and was demented.

Ling Xue saw that Song Qi was dragged so badly by the horse, her heart was sour, tears rolled down like pearls with broken threads, she kicked the horse a few times, reached out and patted Song Qi's shoulder a few times, and shouted loudly: "Brother Song, are you okay?" ”

After a cup of tea, Song Qicai slowly came back to his senses and said in a low voice, "I'm fine." After a pause, he laughed at himself: "My horsemanship is too bad." I almost didn't see you anymore! ”

When Mingyu saw Song Qi like this, he almost wanted to cry.

At that time, Ximen Yun was lying on the grass on the side lazily basking in the sun...

Mingyu seemed to understand something, and angrily walked to Ximen Yun's side, and scolded sharply: "Ximen Yun, you are too much!" ”

"What's wrong with me?" Ximen Yun sat up from the grass casually, with an innocent look on his face, and said, "He can't ride a horse, can I be blamed for this?" ”

Mingyu was speechless for a while, and at this time, she couldn't conclude what Ximen Yun had done to cause Song Qi to fall from his horse, so she stared at Ximen Yun and said, "Then he fell off the horse, you should also go and help." Thanks to you all the time, Brother Song kept opening your mouth and closing your mouth, Brother Song called so kindly, how could you stand by and watch when others were in danger? ”

"You must speak with your conscience." Ximen Yun raised his hand and pressed his chest and said, "I'm here basking in the sun with my eyes closed, how do I know that he fell off his horse?" If I don't know, how can I help? ”

"May you be worthy of your conscience!" Mingyu dropped a sentence lightly and turned to Song Qi.

Fortunately, Song Qi only suffered some extracutaneous injuries, with a slight fracture of his lower leg, but did not hurt his muscles and bones, and the doctor said that he would heal in ten days and half a month.

"Luckily, I'm just a horse, and the horse is not fast, and the damage is not serious. If you fall down while racing, you will either drag the horse to death or drag the horse to cripple. Thinking of this, Song Qi was terrified.

Since then, he has almost become a frightened bird, and when he sees a horse, he is a little respectful, and when he sees Ximenyun, he respects ghosts and gods and stays away, and he is afraid to avoid it.

Song Qizhen didn't know where he offended this big brother Ximen, and he came to the island for more than a month and was secretly run and teased by him many times. Needless to say, that flying stone must have been his ghost...

Song Qi really didn't understand the reason in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: "This Ximen Cloud is really too insidious!" Why does he always have trouble with me? ”。。。

For a few days, Song Qi was depressed, depressed, and difficult to discharge.

Early that morning, he got up early, alone, facing the rising sun, through the jungle, and climbed the highest mountain in the center of the island, Mengyu Mountain.

Song Qi leaned on the side of Tinghai Pavilion, facing the sea, and sighed for a long time.

"I'm Song Qi, it's not good to compose poems, I can't ride a horse, I can't practice martial arts, I can't write an anbang, I can't set the country in martial arts, I can't distinguish between the six animals, and I can't distinguish between the five grains, what else can I do? I'm a waste here! Song Qi faced the sea and felt sorry for himself.

"Why did you cross me over here? This is a big mistake. Oh my God, where did I offend you and provoke you to punish me like this? Song Qi looked up at the sky and asked the sky.

After sighing, Song Qi took out a tube of purple bamboo flute from his bag, put it to his lips, and then whimpered and played, his voice was low and depressed, high and low, like crying, like a complaint, if illusory...

After playing the flute a few times, I blew out a lot of stuffy air in my chest, inhaled a lot of fresh and salty sea breeze, and felt a little lighter.

"I sulked with myself during this time, mainly because I thought too highly of myself, and I was on the same level as the ancient heroes in my mind, thinking that when I returned to ancient times, I could become a powerful hero like Zhang Liang and Han Xin. In fact, I am still me, in my own time, I am just an ordinary part of a billion people, not an outstanding person, how can I expect to become a hero who has become an export chapter and a hero of martial arts? At this time, a gust of sea breeze blew, and Song Qi raised his head to stare at the sea in the distance, and let out a long breath.

"I've been with Mingyu Lingxue and Ximen Yun for a long time during this time, and I unconsciously compared them with them. Mingyu is the daughter of the richest man Ming Zhu Gong, which is equivalent to the daughter of modern Bill Gates, how can I compare with the daughter of the richest man? Ximen Yun is the son of the working emperor Ximen Liu, how can I compare with the son of the working emperor? Ling Xue is the daughter of Ling Helai, a great hero, how can I compare with the daughter of a great hero? Song Qi thought about it.

"People are more angry than others! I'm just a peasant's son, just an insignificant little person, so far from them! The education is only a bachelor's degree, which is equivalent to the lowest level --- Xiucai in ancient times, and there are also people on it, Jinshi, and they are far from heroes and heroes! The profession is just a small businessman, and the difference in wealth is 100,000 times that of the richest man! What am I like to them? It's so funny to be in a bad mood for this... Thinking of this, Song Qi's mood calmed down a lot.

"I'm just like the flute in my hand, although I am in the ranks of musical instruments, I can also play beautiful tunes, but from the background, it is just a bamboo pole with a few holes, how can it be compared with aristocratic musical instruments such as guzheng and piano?" Song Qi lowered his head and played with the flute in his hand, and said...

Thinking about it like this, my mood was much more relaxed, and I picked up the flute again and blew a few more gentle and deep tunes...

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