Even in modern times, there have been countless attempts to renew patch masks.

In ancient times when materials were scarce, Jiang Zhimian needed to consider not only the method, but also the cost.

For a while, I couldn't think of a suitable idea.

It's a mess in my head, and the more I think about it, the more headaches I get.

Jiang Zhimian had no choice but to give up, leaving these things behind him first, and planning to go out for a spin to find inspiration or something.

As soon as he came out of the leisurely house, he met Chi Mohan who was chasing the wind.

"It's such a coincidence, where are you going with the wind?" Jiang Zhimian stepped forward and asked.

During these days, chasing the wind has grown a lot, and the horsehair has also been scattered for a long time, because it is combed by Chi Mohan every day, it is very smooth, with a brown glow in the sun.

Jiang Zhimian had a little itchy hands, so he braided a twist braid for Chasing Feng, from the top of his head to his back, and playfully inserted a small flower on the side of the road.

Chasing the wind shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of that little flower.

You know, it's a boy!

"Go back to Jiangjia Village, take the wind chasing, just camel something." Chi Mohan replied.

This is not to squeeze the little chasing wind, but to let the chasing wind get used to the feeling of having something on his back since he was a child.

When you grow up, you won't throw the person on your back directly because you don't fit in.

Seeing that it was still early, Jiang Zhimian proposed to go back together.

Just stop and go on the road, if you see something, maybe you can think of how to solve it?

Chi Mohan agreed, and said, "Go home and change your clothes, it's more convenient." ”

"Okay, then you wait for me for a while." Jiang Zhimian said and entered the house.

After all, it's a normal requirement to walk back, and it's normal to change into clothes and shoes that are easy to walk.

Jiang Zhimian picked out a set of blue clothes, the cuffs and trousers were strapped, and then changed into Mrs. Jiang's family cloth shoes, which was quite a bit of a heroine.

After admiring himself in the bronze mirror, Jiang Zhimian took out the saber in the depths of the cabinet and pinned it to his waist.

Well, it's even more heroic now.

If your chest is flattened and your eyebrows are thicker, you're a pretty guy~

Jiang Zhimian thought, looked down at himself, and changed his mind, as if it was enough to draw thick eyebrows......

After packing up, he went out to find Chi Mohan.

Standing at the door waiting for her, it was not only Chi Mohan and Chasing the Wind.

There was also a big brown horse, the saddled kind.

Chasing the wind stood next to him, and suddenly looked extremely petite.

"You...... Where did you get the horses? Jiang Zhimian was stunned for a moment.

Big change of live horses, ah, this is!

"Do you know how to ride?" Chi Mohan asked.

Jiang Zhimian shook his head, "No." ”

She really hasn't tried this kind of transportation for the ancients.

Of course, she is not very proficient in modern means of transportation - cars.

After taking the driver's license test, I bought a car in a hurry, but I was sent to the repair shop in three days, which was miserable.

At the thought of riding a horse, Jiang Zhimian suddenly thought of a series of human tragedies in his heart.

What fell off the horse and broke his neck, was trampled on by the horse and broke his arm, and was thrown out by the horse and spun three hundred and sixty degrees in the air......

"I'd better walk." Jiang Zhimian tightly covered his life.

Seeing her nervousness, Chi Mohan had patience and gentleness in the corners of his eyes, "It's okay, you just sit on it, I'll hold it next to me, and nothing will happen." ”

There was an undercurrent in his obsidian-like eyes, and he rushed towards Jiang Zhimian in waves.

"Trust me."