It rained at night, and at the beginning of the morning, the sky was bright, the mountains and forests were lush with vegetation, and all the beasts were ready to move, and they fled in all directions in the pursuit of horses and shotguns.

Some hot-blooded men went to hunt in groups, and it was the time when they were in high spirits, and they boasted about Haikou, wanting to talk about the prey in their hands, compete for the lead, and dominate the scene. A wooden shed was set up in a large open space in the base camp, and tables and chairs were set up under it for the ladies to rest and drink tea.

Ping Yan sat in the corner, looking up at the lush trees showing half a red shadow of the sun, like a salted egg yolk flowing with oil, the clouds overflowed, the morning birds were crying in her ears, and a group of fluttering wings crossed over, as if the dew on the feathers was shaken off and fell into the wet air.

She rubbed the wall of the cup boredly, and then looked at the empty seat across from her, and at the cold cup of tea. Suddenly, there was a picture in front of him, Dong Changlin didn't even look at the tea she had poured, so his face was pale and he brushed his sleeves away, and then he ignored the dissuasion of the inkstone, staggered on the horse's back alone, flicked the whip, and ran away.

Ping Yan didn't know that he still knew how to ride a horse.

She didn't know too much because she never took it to heart.

That's fine, now he ignores her, disheartened, and when the day of blood debt is paid, he will have no thoughts and guilt.

It's just Dong Guosheng...... He didn't respond to his confession, and he didn't know how to do it, but he let people send the 50,000 oceans promised before.

Ping Yan can't be sure, she can only take one step at a time, and if she can't do it, she will die and the net will be broken.

I was thinking about it, but I heard the voices of people and made a noise. Looking up, I saw a group of female dependents surrounded by a heroic shadow, wearing simple and neat riding clothes, shirts and plaid pants, and knee-length leather shoes, it was Lin Lixue. She flicked the horsewhip idly, showing a bit of heroism, talking proudly and confidently, smiling brightly, which is a group of people who stand out and are really dazzling.

Ping Yan drank the herbal tea in the cup, slowly looked away, and felt a sad self-shame in her heart.

She had no other way, and it was difficult for her to get rid of it. Because she is no longer a high-ranking eldest lady, she is lonely, has no shade, and lives like a puddle of mud that no one cares about, and is trampled on the soles of her feet, even if she turns over, she can't become a cloud in the sky.

A whip slammed on the table, the cups flew over, the tea splashed, and Ping Yan's face was all over his body. She took out a handkerchief, her expression was as calm as the walking dead, and she slowly wiped the tea beads on her face silently, as if she didn't see the shining person in front of her.

Lin Lixue has never been neglected by others like this, and Ping Yan's silent patience is just a disguised contempt and contempt in her eyes. In fact, when it comes to family background and appearance, she asks herself if she is better than Ping Yan, but somehow, every time she is in the same frame with Ping Yan, she always feels restless. The more uneasy she is, the more she has no confidence, and the more she wants to teach her superiors, so as to tear off her face and let everyone see what kind of ruin she is.

Ping Yan raised her eyes, her eyes were like black water from a dry well, but Lin Lixue looked at these eyes sparkling and charming, as if she was about to hook people's hearts.

Her brother Shen, Xu was hooked by these eyes.

She didn't get any pungent response, and she was even more angry, and looked at her domineeringly, "The men have gone hunting and running horses, and we women are not to be outdone, do you dare to race horses with me?" If you win, I won't pursue you as a subordinate and seduce Brother Shen's shameful thing, if I win, you will get out of Qingzhou and never appear in front of me again! ”

She has a heart-turning, and she has a good calculation with a bang. If Ping Yan wins, it proves her tolerance and generosity, and confirms the fact that Ping Yan is a fox and seduces the Lord, if she loses, it is exactly what she wants.

Moreover, she will definitely win.

Her riding skills were taught by her mother.

Ping Yan sneered secretly, but there was no mountain dew on her face, she was always plain and did not respond. It's not that she's afraid to accept the challenge, but she can't. At such a juncture, she is walking on thin ice under Dong Guosheng's nose, how can she be in the limelight again? Besides, she didn't want to get involved in the personnel related to Shen Yuchen at all.

Don't go to the ends of the earth, there will never be anything to do, and the constant affection is the most draining.

Lin Lixue saw her thunderous face, her expression was calm, not arrogant or impatient, her eyebrows were like those and she sat there quietly, lined with the morning light behind her, like a bodhisattva with crooked eyebrows and compassion in the temple. In contrast, she is a narrow-minded and uneducated village woman with strong words and red eyebrows and white eyes. She couldn't see Ping Yan's face, and she couldn't wait to throw a string of whip flowers into her face, thinking that she lifted the teapot, slowly walked to Ping Yan's side, raised it above her head, and the slender spout tilted down, and a green tea stream continued to pour on Ping Yan's head, flowing downstream.

She poured more and more violently, as if she wanted to sprinkle all the depression and jealousy accumulated in the coming days into the teapot, and Ping Yan really accepted it under the guidance of everyone, and remained motionless.

Lin Lixue threw the teapot, as if innocent, blinking a pair of big eyes like black pearls, and looked at her face with some confusion, overjoyed. It's like destroying a frosty chrysanthemum and crushing her arrogance. It turns out that as long as she is a human being, she will be afraid of power, and she will admit defeat, even if she grits her teeth, she has to swallow it in her stomach, and she is the same. Who made her born cheap, how can she be qualified to compete with herself?

"Cheap girl, if you have a father and a mother and don't have a father and mother to raise you, and you don't look at what you are, you dare to rob me?" She attached Ping Yan'er.

Lin Lixue's resentment gradually disappeared, and when she was secretly complacent, her arm was dragged fiercely, she screamed, a pot of tea splashed all over her face, and the tea leaves and tea beads fell down in a crackle, and through the blurred sight, she forcibly opened a pair of red eyes, only to see a pair of eyes that were as cold as snow on the outside, black and swarthy, like ancient ink under the sieve, just staring like a soul.

She couldn't help but feel a little creepy, and her back was cold, but she forgot to get angry.

Ping Yan let go of her, she couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to the ground crookedly. The fall brought back to consciousness, she wiped her face, her carefully drawn makeup fell off one hand, and her body was covered with grass and mud stains, and she couldn't be more embarrassed.

She stared, trembling with anger, not knowing whether to be ashamed or angry, her face was swollen, red and purple, and turned into a pale of jokes in the waves of whispers around her.

Ping Yan picked up the horse whip on the ground, twisted her palm, and the whip head flew out in a flowing manner, and everyone could hardly see the shadow of the whip, only to hear the sound of cracking silk like electric light and stone fire in their ears, and Lin Lixuecang's panicked throat scream, and only the grass blade slag that was rolled up by the splitting force was left outside the naked eye, and they fell like broken rain.

The long whip threw a bare fine mark on the lush grass, only a few inches away from Lin Lixue, she was obviously frightened, the whole person was like a bean on fire, swaying, trembling, her face faded, only Mu Mu stared at a pair of eyes that would not blink in a daze, and tears were in trouble.

Ping Yan's hair was scattered, sticky all over her face, and there were droplets of water dripping on the corners of her clothes, which was also embarrassing, but Zhou's body had its own momentum, quiet and silent, like a storm that swallowed the world between the waves of her sleeves.

She threw the whip and threw it coldly, "Okay, I'll race with you, if you lose, don't harass me in the future, just go home and watch your man!" ”

The crowd was like water, automatically rowing a wide road, she turned around expressionlessly, passed without squinting, and picked a red horse in the stable where the good horse was placed opposite, with a small body, smart limbs, and docile, just right. Ping Yan took it out and stroked the mane on its neck while feeding it grass.

Lin Lixue held back the fire in her belly, but she was not to be outdone, she gritted her teeth and stood up, hoping to save face with the help of this horse race, and she was sure that she would be able to lose evenly.

She also went to the shed to pick a horse, and with the help of the stirrups, she turned over neatly.

"Follow this road, about ten miles, until the waterfall in the west, under the waterfall there is the largest and most colorful Manzhu Sawa tree, the first to get the flower wins."

His legs clamped between the horse's belly and he neighed.

Ping Yan got on the horse and caught up. This place is located directly in the Qingfeng Mountains, where wild beasts, insects and snakes are mostly infested, and it is relatively steep and forested, so it is not a suitable location for horse racing. In addition, horse racing not only pays attention to speed and stability, but also the most eye-catching thing is the variety of kung fu tricks on horseback. Today is Lin Lixue's own calculation, there are no spectators along the road, and winning quickly is the key.

It's just that Ping Yan is not familiar with the terrain of Qingfeng Mountain, and she doesn't know if the west waterfall in Lin Lixue's mouth is true, presumably Lin Lixue deliberately designed to get rid of her, and she turned around on this road, and soon disappeared.

Ping Yan looked around, and only headed west.

If it is according to her forbearance, she can wait until Lin Lixue loses the interest in torturing herself, and the big thing becomes small. But she couldn't listen to the insults of others that affected her parents, who gave birth to her and raised her, and treated her dearest.

She would never allow it.

Manju Sahua, the other side of the flower......

A kind of Huangquan Phantom Flower, can be used as medicine, and the fragrance of the flower is strange, it is rare to see in the world, it seems that there is no fragrance, but the wind comes to the petals swaying and can vaguely smell the fragrance, the fragrance is not clear, but it is clear and strong, when it is clear, it is like the residual snow on the top of the mountain, the cold smell invades the bones, when it is thick, it is like a handful of clear water soaked in thousands of flowers, the demon fragrance is full, if there is magic, inhaled into the heart, it seems to rot human bones.

This flower does not attract butterflies and bees that collect honey and juice, nor does it attract snakes, insects, ants and birds to avoid the cold, and its floral fragrance only attracts butterflies that are nearing their lifespan.

That way, as long as you follow a dying butterfly, the waterfall is easy to find.