"Who are you? Why did you trespass on our territory? The man spoke something that was somewhat different from the language spoken by outsiders now, and Zhang Lingdao could barely hear it clearly.

The words spoken by the people of this era are very different from the Mandarin spoken by later generations, and if you insist on pronunciation, it is actually more similar to Cantonese.

It's just that this person is different, his words are more jerky, but his words are very clear, and the speed of speech is not slow, and he should use this way of speaking from childhood to adulthood.

Of course, Zhang Lingdao can't say that he came here for good horses, knowing that you have good horses here, he came here to look for them. If he said this, he would probably be beaten out, and he could only find a reason for himself.

"I was a traveler who came out to visit, and I suddenly noticed something strange about this place, so I came to take a look." He honestly stated the reason why he came, this place looked weird, and he had better not deceive more.

"It turned out to be a traveler who strayed into this place, well, you come with me!" The man suddenly realized, and there was no more vigilant look in his eyes, but he warmly invited him to come with him.

Zhang Lingdao was confused, are these people so unsuspecting? If he had been brought in by these people, wouldn't their village have suffered?

Although he thought so, he was not stupid enough to say it directly, and obediently followed the young man, stepping on the water.

Because the two were not familiar with each other, they did not talk to each other along the way, so Zhang Lingdao had time to take a closer look at this person.

When he looked at it like this, he really found something wrong. The people of the Song Dynasty, whether it was the Northern Song Dynasty or the Southern Song Dynasty, the living conditions of ordinary civilians were much better than those of the previous dynasties.

The main reason is that some people have counted that the wealth of the Song Dynasty, even more than 10 times that of the Tang Dynasty, can be said to be very terrifying, and even the wealth of ordinary people is calculated by multiples.

Compared with the people of the Tang Dynasty, the people of the Song Dynasty can be regarded as the most comfortable era in history, so the people of this era are in very good physical condition and mental outlook, and it can even be said that the people of that era are much better physically than the previous eras.

And the young man in front of Zhang Lingdao was obviously very thin, not that kind of natural thinness, but similar to malnutrition, as if the various vitamins in the body were not well maintained, which caused a kind of physical deficiency.

But the horses he rode under him were different, Zhang Lingdao always thought that Ah Nuan's horses were already the best in the world.

After all, Huang Xun had already explained to him in detail about Ah Nuan's status in the divine sword, plus Xu Hai was in a remote area, there were many horse farms, and even the largest horse racing organization, the Galloping Horse Hall, was there, Ah Nuan's horses were definitely the best ones in the world.

But this horse, you overturned his idea, what kind of handsome wind god is this, it is impossible to describe it in words, this horse is not inferior to Ah Nuan in terms of fur, mental outlook, body shape or agility.

Moreover, Ah Nuan's horse is a hybrid of the West Asian bantam horse and the Dawan sweat blood BMW, which is first-class in terms of combat effectiveness and staying power.

But Zhang Lingdao was surprised to find that with his eyesight, he couldn't see where the physiological limit of this white horse was, it seemed to be a natural king, and it walked on the water step by step, terrifying.

However, the relationship between this white horse and its owner is obviously very good, and at first glance it is not the one the system says, Zhang Lingdao can't help but look forward to his trip, and wants to know what kind of horse is waiting for him not far ahead?

The two of them did not walk long before they crossed the water and went ashore, and when they got ashore, the white horse ran around with joy as if he had let go of all restraints, and even the young man on the horse could not hold back.

He dismounted from his horse, loosened the reins, and let the horse rejoice everywhere. Zhang Lingdao noticed that he didn't even have a saddle and a horse's pedals, so he sat on the horse very naturally, as if he wasn't worried about being turned upside down at all.

"Xiaobai, it has been at sea for too long before, and now it has finally come to the shore, of course you have to let it play by itself for a while, go from this side, and I will take you to meet the village chief." The young man looked at Zhang Lingdao and pointed to the path on the right.

"Good!" Zhang Lingdao was still silently observing, nodded like gold, and followed him again.

This seems to be a very large island, even bigger than the island of Leifeng Pagoda where Zhang Lingdao stayed before, no wonder the horses can have fun everywhere in it, full of flying grass and flamboyant trees, a good pasture scenery.

However, Zhang Lingdao became more curious about this place, he couldn't see from the outside world that there was such a big place here, and it was always a turbulent water from the outside, if he hadn't stumbled upon it today, I'm afraid it would have been hidden here for a long time.

Walking along the path, there are grasses and trees everywhere, and all kinds of horses are living in this meadow, and not far away, there are more than a dozen sparse houses, and there is some smell of fireworks.

Zhang Lingdao breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was okay, the people who lived here should be from the same tribe, he even thought that these people lived in yurts, but now in this era, the Mongolians don't know which horn bump in the north to stay in, how can there be such a thing as a yurt?

Those who worked in the fields outside the houses deepened his opinion, these houses still belong to the kind of small bridges and flowing rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, and it seems that the people who live here should also be from this area, but for some reason, they have moved to this mysterious place.

Those people obviously saw the two of them as well, and it didn't seem that some strangers came here very often, so they were all very curious about Zhang Lingdao.

There were men and women, old and young, and there were hundreds of them in total, and they did not have some vigilant eyes when they met the living, but only endless curiosity.

The young man didn't seem to have encountered such a situation, so he hurriedly stepped forward, "Fellow villagers, I still have to take him to the village chief, don't block the way, okay?" ”

The voice is very gentle, and there are no flies in the eyes of everyone, and there is a very comfortable state of existence.

Everyone seemed to have a lot of respect for the village chief in his mouth, and after hearing this name, they hurriedly got out of the way, and the young man was able to continue to carry Zhang Lingdao forward.

Their target was a shabby-looking hut in the distance, but it was very large, there seemed to be three or four of them, and this should be the location of the village chief, right?