The eight horses are all very miraculous, and any one of them appears in the world, at least it is the level of the white horse that the left tent royal court gave to the back then, so that the eight horses are together, you can imagine how luxurious the chariot should be.

However, in fact, the chariot was very tattered, and the holes on both sides were blocked by a few dead logs, which were considered to have been repaired, and the embroidered mats on the chariot had long since rotted, and no matter how you look at it, it looks like it was picked out of the garbage heap.

But that's not the point, the donkey on the chariot is. The donkey was small, black all over, snow-white only around its mouth, and lay lazily on its chariot, its hooves fizzling at the sky like sticks.

There was a basket of clear yellow fruit, I couldn't recognize the origin, and the black donkey was chewing one in its mouth, and listening to the crisp sound of pulp, it should be rich in pulp.

It was already a very shocking thing that there were thousands or more wild horses in the deserted swamp, but it was a donkey who ordered the herd of wild horses, and this donkey sat on the chariot like a man, lazily eating fruit, and anyone who looked at it would think it was a monster.

Ning Que knew that this black donkey was not a monster, because he was used to seeing this kind of style in the mountains behind the academy, whether it was an old scalper, a big white goose or his own big black horse, it was like this, assuming that the black donkey on the chariot was really delicate, then he could be regarded as having lived with the monsters for many years.

At the first glance of the black donkey on the chariot, he guessed the origin of the black donkey.

In the mountain behind the academy, on the top floor of the red sleeves, at the bottom of Daming Lake, from the second senior brother, from Aunt Jane. From many people, whenever he heard the story of Uncle Xiao, he could always hear people mention the little black donkey.

After listening to it, he naturally became familiar with it, although he had never seen the little black donkey, but he always had its place in his heart. Where there would be any fear, only uncontrollable excitement, jumping out of the carriage and rushing to the ruined chariot.

When he came to the chariot, Ning Que noticed that the fur on the black donkey's body was not very smooth, and some places had fallen off. Looking at alopecia areata is a little ugly, I can't help but be stunned, and then feel sentimental for no reason.

Decades ago, Uncle Xiao left the academy on a little black donkey, entered Chang'an, and then rode a black donkey to walk the world and go to the Rotten Ke Temple. Entering the wasteland and going to the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, the little black donkey didn't know how many legendary stories had happened in the cultivation world, but decades later, although the little black donkey was still alive incredibly, he was still old in the end.

Now it's not a little black donkey. It's an old black donkey.

Several strong wild horses came around from behind the chariot and stopped in front of Ning Que, covering his vision.

Ning Que jumped up, waved his hand at the chariot and shouted, "I'm from the academy!

The old black donkey leaned on his chariot and chewed the fruit deliciously. The demeanor is lazy, and he doesn't pay attention to it at all.

Ning Que thought to himself that even if it could understand human speech, it would be impossible to believe in shouting a few words casually. It was made to believe that it was a member of the academy, and it couldn't help but feel that it was very stupid.

His mind moved slightly, and the suspended crystal liquid in the depths of his body slowly rotated, and the extremely pure Haoran Qi slowly poured into his arm, and then dispersed in the air along his hand.

An extremely firm and powerful aura. Suddenly appeared next to the broken chariot.

The black donkey continued to chew on the fruit, still ignoring Ning Que. Thinking sarcastically, if I hadn't found out that you were a disciple of the academy a long time ago, what would I do to save you with all this effort? I can't even understand this, it's really embarrassing to actually put on a show like an idiot, it seems that the academy is really inferior to the generation.

Ning Que didn't understand why the black donkey didn't react, but he understood the mocking look on its face, and thought with emotion, it was really worthy of the little uncle's donkey, and he was so proud that he reached this realm.

The big black horse stared at the direction of the broken chariot with round eyes.

It has been messing around with the old scalper and others in the mountains behind the academy for a long time, how can it not know the truth of the black donkey, at this time, looking at Ning Que's expression, he guessed that this donkey is the other donkey, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and he was uneasy and scared for no reason, thinking about it, after all, he still mustered up the courage and walked over.

The eight wild horses with abnormal horses, seeing the appearance of it walking with their heads down, felt that this guy was too sneaky, and solemnly neighed a few times, and issued a warning very strictly.

The big black horse was frightened by this stern neighing and his front legs went limp, and he almost fell to his knees.

The black donkey was reluctant to take care of Ning Que, but he was obviously a little interested in the big black horse, and quacked twice, signaling to the eight horses that this was his own son and nephew, let it come.

The big black horse trembled his legs, and with great difficulty moved to the chariot, and with great humility and care, he put the horse's head into the chariot, rubbed lightly on the round belly of the black donkey, and stretched out his tongue to lick it.

In the mountain behind the academy, it was bullied by the big white goose called Muyu, thinking that the white goose was just a senior brother, and if this donkey was a senior uncle, he might not know how to clean himself up, and he had to hurry up to please him.

The black donkey snorted twice, looking very satisfied and comfortable, and then patted the basket beside him a little awkwardly with his front hooves, signaling the big black horse to take it himself, just like an elder giving a child a snack.

The big black horse understood the meaning, and was ecstatic, but he didn't dare to take more, so he took one in his mouth very carelessly, and then bowed his head again and again to express his most sincere respect and gratitude, and then shook his hips and tails to please the eight horses, and then left in a hurry, and returned to the carriage and began to chew beautifully.

The black donkey looked at its stupid and shameless appearance, couldn't help but shake his head, and sighed softly, and then looked at Ning Que again, thinking about the stupid and shameless appearance of this person when he fought with that shameless Dao Gu in the swamp yesterday, and shook his head again, calling lightly, looking very disappointed.

Ning Que was a little embarrassed, thinking that his match with the big black horse was indeed a bit embarrassing in terms of temperament and strength compared to the match between the little uncle and the little black donkey.

The black donkey quacked twice, and the eight horses in front of him raised their heads and prepared to leave.

Just when Ning Que wanted to speak, the black crows parked on the black carriage finally couldn't help it, and they also quacked, looking very happy.

The black donkey was furious, thinking that it doesn't matter if you are the king of Hades or the broken crow from Haotian, you dare to learn from me, it is too disrespectful, and she quacked twice more angrily.

Those black crows were not in essence in the first place, and Ning Que could not kill them with either arrows or talismans, but at this time, listening to the black donkey's call, they suddenly felt groggy and frightened, and they no longer dared to make a sound.

Looking at the gradually moving ruin, Ning Que chased two steps beside him, and shouted: "It's rare to meet, let's say a few words, I can be regarded as the descendant disciple of the little uncle, Haoran is angry and I will be alone now, it stands to reason that his inheritance is mine, if you want to do this again, I will be polite to you." ”

The black donkey was on his belly and greeted Haotian, with a relaxed attitude, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Ignoring is the greatest humiliation.

Ning Que became more and more embarrassed, and said, "Then how will I find you in the future?"

The black donkey still didn't react.

Ning Que said again: "Don't you want to go back to the academy to have a look? The master is still alive, the old scalper is still alive, the senior brother and the second senior brother are not the children of the year now, they should miss you very much." ”

The black donkey hesitated slightly, turned his head to look at Ning Que, and after a moment of silence, he grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, as if he was laughing, and then called sharply, retracted his left front leg, and pointed north with his right front leg.

The herd of wild horses, which were resting on the meadow, listened to the barking of the donkeys, raised their heads without hesitation, gave up the first mouthful of tender grass they had eaten in more than ten days, gathered into a herd, and began to run.

For a time, there was a lot of smoke and dust, the sound of hooves was like thunder, and countless wild horses, covering the entire wasteland, began to move at high speed, but there was no confusion, and it seemed extremely disciplined, like an army.

Ning Que thought it was very funny when he saw the black donkey collecting one hoof and stretching one hoof, but at this time, looking at the shocking picture of thousands of horses galloping, he suddenly felt that the black donkey was like a majestic and inviolable famous general, stretching out his right hand to guide the target of the expedition for the thousands of troops and horses under his command.

The wild horses galloped away, the smoke and dust gradually fell, Ning Que stood on the meadow, looking at the black spots all over the mountains under the sky dome in the distance, looking at the looming ruin in the middle, silent.

After a long time, he said to himself, "I will never eat donkey meat again." ”

Ning Que vaguely understood that the black donkey was the leader of the wild horse herd, and over the years, he had led countless thousands of horses through both ends of the swamp and the cold plains in the north, chasing water and grass to live.

Where the herdsmen could not go, where the cavalry could not reach, was their free world, the true way of the herdsmen's legends, perhaps in the past few decades, wild horses have grown in the mud ponds overgrown with water and grass.

As for the bloody battle between him and Ye Hongyu before, when he was about to separate life and death, and it was very likely that he was going to die, the black donkey and the wild horse herd happened to pass through Guò...... There is no such coincidence and luck in the world, and it is natural that the black donkey wants to save himself and leave the swamp with him.

"It's just that why are eight horses dragging their feet?

He asked subconsciously as he looked at the herd of wild horses moving like shadows in the distance.

Sang Sang put his little face between the car windows, looked at the horses that kicked up the smoke and dust in the distance, and said, "Is it that when Uncle Xiao drank with his master, he liked to produce eight horses the most?"

"Maybe?"

Ning Que stepped into the carriage and looked back at the wild horses farther and farther away again, thinking to himself that Uncle Xiao had been pursuing freedom all his life, and the black donkey was living this kind of life now, so why bother it to be sad for it?

......

......

The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep.

When the wind blows, the grass will bounce up instantly, and when the grass branches stand, there is no way to stop the sheep scattered among the meadows like clouds.

The black carriage left the moon wheel, crossed the mud pond swamp, and finally came to the wasteland where the Golden Horde's court was located.

The Golden Horde is a kingdom that is about to be forgotten by all the countries of the Central Plains, except for the Tang people.

Ning Que served in the army in Weicheng, belonged to the northern border army of the Tang Dynasty, and had been collecting firewood in Sobi Lake for many years, and was naturally familiar with the Golden Horde and this wasteland to the extreme.

The black carriages all sailed silently through the sparsely populated meadows.

Like a black cloud.