Feathers, the legendary horse that runs faster than a bird.

I look at the portrait of the feather on the paper and think about the number 3 I saw in my dream, and the feather on the portrait is simply another completely different horse— Although it is not a horse, but it is tall and strong, its back is longer than the average horse, the chestnut-colored fur is bright and heavy, the mane tail is thick, the front hooves raised high are vigorous and powerful, and the huge white wings on the back are the most difficult to take off the eyes, yes, the portrait has more than twice the length of the feather wings, it looks thick and heavy, I don't know how many layers of feathers are superimposed on top of each other, if it really runs as fast as the legend, the feathers on the wings will definitely churn like a river, no wonder everyone calls it feathers。

"Well, I know what you're thinking, but I'm the same horse as the lame ugly guy in your dreams," the painting snorted, "and the air here is so bad that it feels like 10,000 feathers are tickling me in my nostrils." ”

"Because the paper with the Eight Horses is already in storage... Well, I don't know how long it's been stored, it's been a long time anyway. I said, "When you first take it out, it's all dust, and you're going to feel uncomfortable hiding in the painting." ”

"I don't want to hide in the painting, but if a horse suddenly appears in this big city, or a horse with wings, I'm afraid it will cause you trouble. The feathered lips are thicker than those of ordinary horses, and when they speak, they move and move, which is inexplicably funny, "I'll come out when you get to a place where there are fewer people." ”

"Ordinary people can't see you, can they?" I said, "and you monsters, demon killers shouldn't be boring enough to take the initiative to harass you." ”

"It has nothing to do with humans," said Feather, "As long as I'm in this portrait, other youkai won't be able to perceive my demonic powers, but once I'm out...", it bared its teeth maliciously, "You know, the older the youkai are, the more they provoke right and wrong, and it's not good if you cause any trouble." ”

"Thank you so much for your thoughtfulness..."I hope I don't get involved in the monster dispute again...

"Oh, don't be so polite," it didn't understand what I meant at all, and thought I was really thanking it, "Raise your hands, raise your hands!"

"Feather, you... It should be you," I asked, "why do you want to go back to No Man's Land?"

"No, enough is enough in the human world. ”

“... That's because of this?"

"yes, or not?"

"Then you can find a place away from human beings, the earth is so big, there are many places where human beings have not set foot in it," I said, "why bother so much," seeing that it didn't speak, I added, "and use your own memories in the human world as a ticket, the price is too high." ”

"That number 3 is the number 3 on the racetrack," Flip Feather did not answer my question directly, "don't you think it's strange that a horse like that can be on the racecourse?"

As soon as it said this, I reflected the inexplicable sense of disobedience in the dream just now, horse racing has high requirements for the horse itself, whether it is age, appearance, physique or even pedigree, there are strict thresholds, not to mention anything else, just a pedigree certificate is enough to keep a large group of horses out, and No. 3... That is, flipping feathers, even if it can use its demonic power to fool around in age, but the rest seems to be difficult, right?

"Indeed," I said, "I don't know anything about horse racing, but I understand that not just any horse can participate. ”

"That's what it means," the flip feather on the screen twisted his head, and a pinch of white hair on his forehead was exposed, "Look at the guy next to him, that's a good billet for a racehorse." ”

The good billet that Flip Feather said is the Jedi next to him, the eldest of the eight horses, and it is rumored that he is not trampling the soil.

"Well, the Jedi look more like a horse than you do, tall and handsome," I said, "you look more like..."

"I look more like a coolie, and I don't have a Jedi nobility at all, phew!" Flip Feather snorted again, "Your human aesthetics are also quite boring, what is there to look at the Jedi Arabian horse? What else will it do but run it? Let it pull a cargo and try it? Try it on a long journey? Forget it, boy, you remember, the river meandering horse born under the power of the ancient river is a symbol of beauty and strength!"

"You also have a breed differentiation..."

"That's natural, we were all horses from different regions before we became youkai," said Flip Feather, "and even after becoming a youkai, that person didn't get some of the nature that seeped into the blood out of our body." ”

"That person?"

"Just find the eight of us who still draw us on this piece of paper, don't change the subject, the matter of No. 3 is not finished yet. ”

"I'm more interested in the guy who drew you on paper," I said, "and that guy..."

Before I could finish speaking, I was back on the racetrack again.

"Hey!" this time I'm sure it's not in reality, it's definitely a trickster, "why did you bring me to a dream again." ”

"Because you have too many problems, you might as well be quiet as you seem. Feather Flip said, standing at the starting point, it no longer has the dejected appearance of No. 3, but has restored the tall and strong feather flip on the screen.

The rider and the horse are already in place, and the feathered rider is dressed in a blue jacket and waits for the starter to give the order.

I couldn't hear anything quietly, and I was the only spectator on the side of the oval track, and I wanted to say something, but I found that I couldn't make a sound.

The starter raised the gun in his hand, a puff of gray smoke came out of the muzzle, the horses rushed out of the starting line, the riders rode on the horses in the previous squatting position, it is said that this can release the horse's energy to the greatest extent, the first 100 meters, everyone is just galloping on their own track, can start from the 101st meter, the real duel begins.

The flip feather is still No. 3, and its rider seems to be an experienced man, and although I can't see his eyes, he is noticeably more calm than the others.

"It's a standard speed race, it's not the same as the previous one. At the moment when its front hooves crossed the 100th meter, there was a sudden earth-shaking shout in my ears, the collision of horses' hooves, the breathing of riders, and the shouts of the spectators, all of which penetrated into my ears, and I suddenly felt a burst of tinnitus, pain in my ears, and hurriedly covered my ears with both hands.

But even so, there was a sound that could not get out of my ears.

"No. 3!

"No. 3!

......

Unlike the previous racetracks, almost everyone in this arena was shouting the name of a competitor, or a pair of partners, and that was No. 3 - Feather Flip and its rider.

Once the pain in my ears had subsided, I let go of my hands and returned to the field.

I saw that the flip feather overtook the rider in front of him from the right under the direction of the rider, and after a few steps he was one more runner ahead, and easily ran to the second place, which seemed to have deliberately slowed down and kept himself in the current position.

The sound on the field was still one after another, and when there were less than two hundred meters to the end, the hooves of the feather seemed to suddenly increase in frequency, almost in the blink of an eye, it was already about to catch up with the first runner in front of it, unlike the other horses panting, the feather flip seemed to be completed very easily, without the slightest tiredness.

I guess it's the first. That's what I thought to myself, and I guess the rest of the audience thought so too.

Just when everyone thought that the race was no longer in suspense, suddenly, No. 3 leaned, and even the man and the horse fell sideways on the track, at that sprint speed, the feather rider was almost thrown out, fell heavily on the ground, and turned over several heels before stopping, and the feather was hit the track fence, and the instant impact almost made the feather get stuck in the fence.

There was silence in the stands for less than a second, followed by screams and cries, some players were forced to stop, and some players struggled to get around the fallen man and the horse, and the horse that came first was still first.

Everyone thought it was an accident and kept regretting it.

"Alas, what a pity. ”

"Yes, if the horse falls, it will definitely be useless. ”

"I guess people are not much better, and the fractures are all light. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity..."

"It can't be helped, there are always surprises in the game. ”

"Yes, General Chang Sheng is estimated to be replaced. ”

......

The words around me came into my ears clearly, and my heart seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and I couldn't breathe.

Just now, a second before the feather fall, I clearly saw strange dust drifting out of the hands of the rider in the first place, and the dust directly hit the feather flip face, and then the feather fell out of control.

It must not have been an accident, it must have something to do with that dust! Why didn't anyone see it? Didn't you notice? I shouted in my heart because I couldn't make a sound.

"It's useless, they're invisible. "The sound of the feather flip ringed in my ears, I looked at the horse that had fallen on the field, it was motionless, and several medical personnel soon came to the field, they carried the feather and its rider away, the race was announced, the awards were awarded, and the spectators left.

"You can see because you're seeing with my eyes. The voice of the feather rang out again, "I am the only one who knows the truth, everyone thinks it was an accident, so it is better to treat it as an accident." ”

"Why? ”

"When a horse falls, it loses the meaning of getting back on the track. "It's the same with the rider who falls, that's how horses are, no matter what I do, we're all forgotten runners." ”

(End of chapter)