Since An Geng fell into the dark river with the wild horses, An Gong has been depressed all day long, and he doesn't think about tea, and he misses it very much. Months had passed, and one morning I heard a report from a stableman that the mare who had mated with the wild horses had given birth to a foal. After hearing this, An Gong took a sedan chair to the racecourse to take a look. The colt is slightly thinner, but has prominent bones all over the body, especially clear eyes. When An Gong saw this foal, a nameless fire suddenly appeared in his heart, and he shouted: "This evil animal is the murderer of my grandson, I will break it into thousands of pieces, and if someone comes, throw it into the dark river of Changchong Slope!" With that, the attendants pulled the foal out of the pen with a rope and prepared to pull it and throw it.

At this time, a group of people passed by, and when they saw this scene, they asked the horse stable the reason, and when he heard it, he smiled. stepped forward and bowed to Gong An and said, "Master An is going to throw this horse into the dark river?" Seeing this humane bone fairy style, An Gong couldn't be lazy, so he calmed the fire in his heart, found a place to sit down and ordered his subordinates to watch tea, and slowly told the Taoist what happened. After listening to An Gong's words, the Taoist said to An Gong: "I can understand Master An's feelings of losing his beloved grandson, but there is a certain number of things coming and disappearing, maybe this horse can repay the grace of An family without killing in the future, and Master An must not go against the will of heaven!" An Gong has always respected the virtuous, and after thinking about it, he listened to the words of the Taoist priest and asked the stableman to take a good look at this horse in the future.

An Gong invited the Taoist priest to the mansion to talk, the Taoist priest did not shirk, came to the An Mansion, An Gong asked someone to arrange dinner, prepare wine and hospitality, An Gong and the Taoist priest just drank tea and chatted in the Juxian Hall. It turns out that the Taoist priest lives in the middle of the mountain in the black sheep Daqing forest, and his ancestral home is Jiangxi, and the Taoist name: Zhizhen. Traveling all over the world to see the unique water potential and strange mountains here, it is the treasure of the overall situation. He lived here for several years. The basic study of the surrounding mountains and the sand and water is thorough, and only waiting for those who are destined. An Gong was even more impressed by him after hearing this. The conversation was flourishing, and the next person invited An Gong to eat, and An Gong invited Zhizhen to move to Jing Xin Zhai for dinner.

After three rounds of drinking, the sky also darkened, the subordinates lit lamps and candles, drank and fed, and came to An Gong's study, An Gongcheng really invited him to live in the house, and talked about his fatigue and understood astronomy and geography. Seeing that An Gong was also a man of temperament and knowledgeable, he couldn't help but look at each other in his heart, so he agreed to live in the village temporarily.

Zhizhen accompanies An Gong every day to talk about the five constants of ethics, and also goes out to watch the mountains and listen to the water, and talks about some geographical things. Zhizhen has lived for more than half a year, and An Gong's mood has also improved greatly.

One day, the weather was fine, and An Gong invited Zhizhen to go to the racecourse to watch the horses. There are about dozens of hunting beasts and horses, all of them are smooth and smooth, and their muscles are fully displayed, and it seems that they have been trained daily. There were nearly 100 other pack horses. An Gong asked how the little wild horse was fed? The stables did not dare to be sloppy, and replied that they were fed with the best essence, but they did not grow up, and they were still the same. Gong An felt strange in his heart, so he asked the stableman to lead the way to investigate. After seeing it, there was no discrepancy with what the stableman said. Seeing this, Zhizhen closed his eyes slightly, pinched his fingers, and said to An Gong: "An Gong is not in a hurry, this horse is extraordinary, and it needs to be bathed in the water of the real dragon to grow up!" ”

An Gong said: "Isn't Daoist Mo joking with me? Where is the water of the true dragon? ”

"The dragon stream is the water of the true dragon, and this horse only needs to wash the dirt to grow up. If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to take it away and wash it, and you will know that poverty is not a joke. ”

An Gong seemed to believe it or not, and immediately asked someone to lead the foal to an open place in the upper reaches of Huanlong Creek in the sheep farm, and An Gong and his party also followed to see what was going on.

When the foal saw the water, he jumped impatiently, and rejoiced in the water, only to see the foal rolling around in the water, and each time he rolled it grew a little bigger, so that it lasted for half a pillar of incense, and a blue-green horse with white hooves appeared in the water. Everyone was dumbfounded. I can't believe that this is the little wild horse that can't grow no matter how much it is fed, and at this time it has become a strange skeleton and a radiant horse. (Here is called by later generations: sheep farm wash horse pond)

An Gong was shocked, and then admired Zhizhen in his heart. The True Daoist said to An Gong: "This horse is the incarnation of the white dragon and the lucky star of Anfu. An Gong was overjoyed when he heard this, and he wanted to get on the horse and try it, and everyone advised, but he said: "This body can ride a white dragon good horse once, and there is no regret in death!" The entourage could only lead the horse ashore, and Gong An said that he would jump on the horse.

Although An Gong is old, he has learned good martial arts since he was a child, and his body is still very tough. Riding on horseback, only hearing the whirring of two ears, unable to open his eyes, busy cheering and turning his head, dismounting and rejoicing, to reward the true Taoist. Zhizhen did not accept money, but felt that Master An was a good person and a person worthy of his own assistance.