Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Old Story of King Ma

Pegasus!

Han Feng vaguely remembered that he had heard these two words. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info That was what Huang Jidu and Tan Bo said before going to Hongyuan to fight that day.

He remembered that Huang Jidu said that Wuqi and Chihua were both afraid of the Rong Qiang wolf ride, and only the Pegasus was not afraid. And the Pegasus is produced in the westernmost part of Daqingshan, and it can kick the dead wolf with one kick.

I thought it should be the "behemoth" among the horses, but now when I see it, I know that it is so handsome and exquisite, but with the nobility of a king who cannot be blasphemed.

Han Feng smiled slightly, secretly thinking that the horse merchant deserved to be a horse merchant. He saw Meng Xianxian riding on a horse with a heroic posture, and couldn't help but praise: "This jade-topped fire unicorn is really a treasure of one in a million." Meng Gongzi, with the help of the Pegasus, it will be easier for us to subdue the Mustang King. ”

Meng Xianmiao's eyes widened, and her face was full of surprise: "Eh, do you recognize my horse? Haha, I'll just say, of course Brother Ye's friends are not laymen." ”

Han Feng secretly felt embarrassed, thinking that if it wasn't for Bai Tong's presence, he was afraid that he would really recognize this Tianma as a good-looking Chihua.

The group continued to walk towards the mountain, and after another half an hour, they saw that the terrain on both sides was gradually rising, and the road became narrower and narrower, Han Feng knew that this had completely entered Xiji Mountain. The mountain road only allows two or three horses to ride in parallel, and the big man surnamed Zhu and a bodyguard are in the front to be responsible for opening the road, and Han Feng and Meng Xianxian are parallel to each other in three or four rows behind. He walked in the team in two, so he naturally couldn't go fast. However, Yizhang Hei and the Jade Top Fire Qilin are both competitive and competitive, and they can't help but be anxious when they see that the road ahead is blocked by ordinary horses.

The vegetation of Xiji Mountain is luxuriant, and it is the height of summer at this time, but walking in the mountains does not feel stuffy, but because of the shade everywhere, it feels cool and pleasant. Looking across the bushes, you can occasionally see a red figure flashing in the shade of the trees - presumably a lone wild horse.

Meng Xianxian's eyes were a little frozen when he saw Han Feng's figure when he saw the figure of the wild horse, and said with a smile: "Brother Han, since these horses are lonely, they are not good horses, but they are eliminated from the wild horse herd. Although it is easy to catch, it is difficult to use it as a military horse, but it is mostly used by ordinary people to drive cars and pull goods. ”

Han Feng nodded and said, "Meng Gongzi's family history, I can be regarded as a long-term insight today." ”

Meng Xianxian smiled: "Don't praise me so much. Let's walk a little longer, cross the Prancing Horse Pass, and when we reach the Happy Horse Plain, we can see the wild horses!"

Han Feng said, "Okay." He suddenly remembered Ye Silai, and secretly thought that the fourth brother loved horses so much, but unfortunately he couldn't come in person this time.

Meng Xianxian looked at him and smiled lightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Feng said, "It's nothing. It's just that since the wild horse herd is so easy to find, how difficult is the wild horse king to tame?"

Meng Xianxian didn't reply, but the big man surnamed Zhu, who led the team in front of him, sneered: "Han Gongzi, don't underestimate our wild horse herd in Xiji Mountain. There are small groups in the Prancing Horse Pass, and there will be no horse king in that kind of place. ”

"Oh?"

Meng Xian said with a smile: "Uncle Zhu is right. The Prancing Horse Pass grass grows and the water is beautiful, although there are many horses, but because they are well fed and there are no natural predators, the wild horses over there are very lazy. On weekdays, if we don't have enough horses in our racecourse, we will send someone to catch the horses in the Prancing Horse Pass, which is easy to get tight! Dad gave me ten days, if I just go to the Prancing Horse Pass, I can go back and forth in one day, how can there be such trouble!"

Han Feng asked curiously, "Then where are we going?"

At this time, the brigade was walking to the opening and closing place at the foot of the mountain, Meng Xian's slender hand pointed into the distance, only to see that looking across the mountain, there was a fiery red peak in the distance towering into the sky, surrounded by white clouds on the peak, and there was no end in sight.

Meng Xianxian said: "That's Ma Wangfeng." Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a great king of wild horses among the red horses, who ran faster than the Pegasus, and was able to fight dragons and tigers. Later, there was a very powerful horse hunter named Tuodu in Luzhou, who chased it on a unicorn and chased it until he reached the shore of Yulin Lake. When the king saw that he couldn't run away from the lake, and was unwilling to be chased by the horse hunters to become a mount, he jumped angrily towards the center of the lake. As a result, the heavens were moved by its pride and took it to become the god of the king of horses. And its shell stopped on the shore of Yulin Lake and turned into Mawangfeng. Tuodu thought that he had forced the Wild Horse King to death, and he was very sad, and since then he has been facing Mawang Peak day and night, and over time, it has become a boulder under Mawang Peak, that is, the Hunter Stone. ”

She spoke beautifully, and told a long list of stories in a gurgling voice, which made Han Feng listen attentively. He looked at the crimson mountain from afar, and almost forgot the purpose of his trip, only to feel that this story was so moving, whether it was the king of horses or the hunters, they all had their attachments. Although the two are hostile, the king of horses is tragic and strong, and the hunter is affectionate, which makes people feel sorry.

Meng Xianxian said: "We have to go to the bottom of Mawang Peak to see the real wild horse herd, and we can also meet the best wild horse king." But......" she said here, with a sudden sigh and a gloomy face.

Han Feng came back from the story at this time, and when he looked sideways, he saw that her eyes were flowing, like tears, and suddenly remembered Meng Feiran's situation last night, secretly thinking that she probably remembered her brother who died young because of the search for the Wild Horse King before, so she was so sad.

Han Feng asked in a low voice, "Young Master Meng, if you don't mind, can you tell me what happened to Brother Ling when he was looking for the Wild Horse King?"

Meng Xian frowned, and said calmly: "I don't know too much. My brother went to the Wild Horse King that time and brought a total of twenty people with him, and his mount was the Eight Treasure Brocade Leopard, which was also a Pegasus, and it was said that even if he couldn't find the Wild Horse King, nothing would happen, but he went for twenty days without hearing from him. My father was very worried, so he took another fifty people to look for him, but he saw more than a dozen corpses under Ma Wang Peak. My brother was holding a half-cut leash in his hand, and he was covered in hoof prints, which should be ...... It should ......," she said, and suddenly two lines of tears ran down her cheeks.

Han Feng's heart sank when he heard this: According to this, Meng Xianxian's brother was trampled to death by the wild horses. He is the son of a horse merchant, and it can be said that he grew up in the saddle since he was a child, and his riding skills should be very proficient, even if he can be trampled to death by the wild horses, it can be seen how dangerous it is to catch the wild horse king. But...... There were only a dozen corpses, but what Meng Xianxian said was that he brought twenty people with him, so there should be those who survived. How could those who survived not go back to Meng's house to report the news, but let Meng Feiran wait for twenty days?

He was wondering to himself, but he heard Bai Tong say: "If I think correctly, this should be a man-made disaster, not an accident." Her brother was killed. ”

Han Feng silently agreed: "You say, could it be a horse thief?"

Bai Tong said: "Of course. Hehe, the surname Meng has been forbearing, maybe I want to use you to go into the mountains to find the Wild Horse King this time, and come to a trick of 'gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late'. ”

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