Only when the air around us gradually became refreshing, and the mountain breeze on our faces could no longer feel the weight of a miasma, did we dare to take off the "gas masks" on our faces.

There was a clear stream not far away, and a few horsemen washed their faces with water over there. I examined it with my eyes and made sure that the water was not poisonous, so I trotted over with Sharon and washed up with the mountain spring.

As the saying goes: the Tao is in the feces and urine. This time, we really experienced a handful of and pee. I have to say, it's quite tasteful.

While waiting for Uncle Gesang and those who were left behind, I couldn't help but discuss the reason for the sudden outbreak of the miasma with Sharon, as well as Luo Quan and others, who got out of the miasma one step ahead of us.

I remember that the enthusiastic shopkeeper in the horse shop where I settled before once said that miasma usually occurs when the weather is hot, so the Marquis of Zhuge Wuhou of Shu Han did not choose the summer expedition to the south. But the problem is that now that it is the beginning of autumn and the weather has begun to cool, shouldn't there be such a large-scale miasma?

After listening to my question, Luo Quan's mouth was fast, and he took the conversation first: "Maybe the heat hasn't dissipated, right?" ”

I actually thought about this reason, after all, in the south, the summer solar term is really called the "autumn tiger". However, this place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the terrain is wide open and closed, and there is no condition for the formation of steamer-like airflow, so I am afraid that the season is not the main reason.

"Or maybe it's an anomaly?" Sharon was so puzzled that she came up with an exception.

"Unlikely. In this era, there was no air pollution, and there were no things that affected phenology on a large scale, such as global warming, and it should not be the cause of the climate. ”

I was puzzled, I suddenly glanced at the bouncing white deer boy who was pointing to the figure faintly appearing in the lilac miasma, running over to answer, and more importantly, he seemed to be not afraid of those poisonous mist, and he didn't need any protective measures, but ran around in the poisonous mist easily.

In this situation, even Uncle Gesang, who had just leaned out of the miasma, was taken aback. When I asked the senior brothers who took care of him, I learned that the little guy didn't seem to use protective measures at the beginning, and even contributed a large bubble of steaming boy urine for free, and poured it into a few horses whose feet were deeply poisoned and whose complexion had been slightly blackened, and the person actually woke up immediately.

Just when a few monks enshrined the ignorant and unknown white deer boy as an oracle and was about to hold it to the sky, I suddenly thought of something, hurriedly ran to Uncle Gesang, and asked him a few questions.

Seeing my thoughtful look after being confirmed, Sharon couldn't help but be curious, and just stared at me from the sidelines.

I was uncomfortable with her, so I quickly organized the language in my mind and told her my conjectures.

When I asked Uncle Gesang a question before, I actually wanted to know the departure time when he was running a horse a few years ago. The horsemen on the ancient road are different from ordinary caravans, they want to be punctual. Because of the steep terrain and complex climate of the ancient road, the old-timers have long summed up a set of "best practices" for surviving various natural hazards in the best season.

And from Uncle Gesang's mouth, I also learned that the experience he inherited from his father has always been very good, and it was not until this time that things went wrong one after another.

The pot head is also a straight intestine, and when he saw me ask him, he didn't beat around the bush, and bluntly said that along the way, he felt that the biggest variable was me and Sharon, as well as the white deer boy. To put it bluntly, Uncle Gesang also tends to think that too many coincidences along the way are caused by us.

This coincides with my conjecture. Of course, I stand on my own subjective standpoint, and naturally think that I and Sharon are clean. Therefore, I am more inclined to think that all these difficulties and dangers are due to the "butterfly" of the White Deer Boy, who is dressed as an "oracle".

Who made you appear and trigger all kinds of life-threatening incidents?

By the way, let's just say that the poisonous miasma just now, my horse will be damaged in it, and it will be recorded on your head first! Just as I nodded to myself, the white deer boy seemed to sense something, glanced at me inadvertently, and then turned away as if nothing had happened, and went to play with his own.

Cut! Load, keep loading.

Just when I was still thinking about finding an opportunity to expose the "unfortunate son" physique of the White Deer Boy with his own aura of attracting bad luck, Uncle Gesang's hurried bell sounded in front of me.

What's going on again? So fast! Can't breathe? Still don't let people live?

However, a quarter of an hour later, it turned out that what was in front of him was not too bad.

It's just a mischievous little elephant, contented and falling into a bubbling quagmire, out of which he can't get out. It's just that the old elephant is yelling and roaring next to him but can't do anything, which attracts Ma Guotou, who instinctively thinks that something big has happened.

Uncle Gesang has been to the tea producing area many times, perhaps because he has been in awe of the elephant, a creature that is adored and loved by the local people. It is precisely because of this that he did not hesitate to gather the horses and feet who were in danger and injured one after another, to discuss how to quickly and effectively rescue the helpless baby elephants.

After more than half an hour of rest, most of the physical strength of the horse team has recovered eight or nine tenths, if they go into battle together, they use the ropes they carry to pull together, and if it goes well, it should not be difficult to pull the baby elephant out of the quagmire with a visual weight of about 1,000 catties.

The only thing that was difficult was how to get past the anxious old elephant who was frantic and manic when he heard the child's wailing and carried out the rescue operation.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Gesang, who was frowning, hesitated, turned his head and asked me, "Little brother of the Li family, what do you think?" ”

"Well, I think, why don't we find a way to calm it down?"

There is no sedative in the afterlife these days, if you want to calm down the big guy in front of you who is more than four meters tall and has a shoulder maniac of nearly three meters, unless you use poison.

But the current situation is that a group of us have just been poisoned by the miasma that covers the sky and the sun at the downwind, and it is a bit too self-conscious to expect to use toxins to restrain the old elephant.

Besides, the wild elephants that have been growing in this southern barbarian land, although they can't help the poisonous and terrifying miasma, their resistance is definitely much stronger than that of us outsiders.

If you really use poison, I'm afraid that the old elephant didn't fall into poison, but instead lay down on his side first.

Veto!

"If it doesn't work, try to tame it?" Luo Quan saw that Uncle Gesang frowned and was silent, and he also cautiously interjected.

"Okay! You're on. ”

As soon as I heard him speak, I was immediately happy. People really appreciate my brother, so I asked my brother what he thinks, what kind of thing are you? If you want to speak, it won't be your turn in the seniority, besides, your senior brother didn't speak, what are you coaxing.

But now that you've spoken, the ball is yours. Pick it up, boy!

"This ......" Luo Quan was dumbfounded when he saw that I had shamelessly pushed the hot potato to him.

"Well, don't talk about it. Let's ask Lao Sun. "Uncle Gesang saw that neither of me looked like a master who could make the old elephant obedient, so he had to go to one of his subordinates who had been a son-in-law in Menghai for several years.

In a short time, the man came. It's just that as soon as he appeared, it was different from what we expected, not tall and mighty, but a type of five short and three thick. Could it be that those Dai girls have unique tastes, do you like this bite?

"Guotou, are you looking for me?" Lao Sun didn't talk much, and he went straight to the point.

"Hmm. Old Sun, you are the best horse trainer in our team. Can you think of a way to stabilize this old elephant? ”

"It's hard to say...... Otherwise, I'll try. Lao Sun knew that it was really helpless for the pot head to find him, although he was not sure, he had to agree first.

"Howler. Then it will be troublesome for the little brother of the Li family and a few senior monks to help accompany him. "Uncle Gesang is also extremely thoughtful. It can be seen that although he wants to save the baby elephant, he is definitely not at the point of offering his kindness to the local owner at all costs.

Just do it.

"Ahh——!h

As a result, a quarter of an hour later, the grizzled old elephant was driven back by the angry old elephant, not only the helpless old grandson, but also Luo Quan and me, who saw the old elephant with its fangs exposed, hit a big tree surrounded by five people, and turned around and ran away when he saw that the situation was not good.

Since it's not a fight to the death, why bother with it. We were thinking the same thing.

"Is there no way......

Just when Uncle Gesang looked helpless and was about to order the horse team to go on the road, a sharp-eyed young horse's feet suddenly shouted: "Pot head, look! ”

As he looked in the direction of his finger, our group was almost shocked by the jaws.

After making trouble for a long time, the harmless white deer boy snuggled up to the old elephant who had been angry before. Even, as if he could understand him, the old elephant knelt down on all fours, reverently and reverently, and with a curl of his nose, he carried him to his shoulder, laughing and laughing.

Seeing that he was giggling without fear at all, and that the irascible old elephant had quieted down, I reacted first, and hurriedly called Sharon, tiptoed to the little elephant with a rope, and tied the hemp rope with three strokes and five divisions.

"One, two, three! Pull! ”

The people who reacted, seeing that we had wasted no time in completing the most difficult step, also commanded the mules and horses, and under the order of Uncle Gesang, the head of the pot, they worked together, and the people and horses cooperated, and dragged the lost little elephant out of the mud pond in one go.

After untying the rope and letting the frightened baby elephant run back to the old elephant's arms happily, Uncle Gesang also breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the horse's feet also surrounded the white deer boy who rolled down from the old elephant, and held him up to the sky with great affection......

"It's incredible......"

Hearing Uncle Gesang muttering in disbelief, looking at the white deer boy who was surrounded by everyone not far away, making bursts of melodious laughter like silver bells, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but show a fleeting smile.

It's kind of interesting, this unfortunate son of the oracle! Tomb Hunter East White