Chapter 10: White Horse
The crescent moon was full of worries, and responded: "Little lady, the slave is not afraid, the slave is worried about you." What if it's some kind of beast?"
Xue Yun said with a smile: "Don't worry, there have been no fierce beasts in this Cangshan so far, at most they are small beasts such as white rabbits and white foxes." You stay here, I'll go and see it. ”
"Little ......" Seeing that Xue Yun insisted on going to the back of the boulder to find out, she wanted to call Xue Yun, but her words were still stuck in her throat, and Xue Yun had already left her side and ran towards the big stone. The crescent moon had to sigh lightly, looking nervously at Xue Yun, who was close to the big stone.
Xue Yun tiptoed close to the big stone, cautiously looked behind the stone, and found that the white mass was not the small piece they had seen before, but a large one, and they couldn't tell what it was. Xue Yun was bold enough to get closer, but she didn't know that the crescent moon standing in the distance had already sweated in her heart at this time.
Such a big ball of white, could it be a white tiger? Xue Yun thought of this, and suddenly felt a cool cold wind pouring into the back collar. The early spring evening in Xining County is as cold as the early autumn, and I don't know what happened to the peach tree in her yard.
She had been to Cangshan several times, but she had never heard of a white tiger appearing in Cangshan in Xining County? Xue Yun thought, not only did her courage magnify a little more, but she saw that the white mass had not moved, so she walked over and took a closer look at it by the moonlight that was about to break through the clouds. When she saw what the white mass was, she was so shocked that she burst out laughing.
The crescent moon stood in the distance, and suddenly saw Xue Yun smiling, and hurriedly dragged the injured leg over. "Little lady, why are you laughing?"
"Come and see, what is that?" Xue Yun said, pointing to the white mass huddled behind the big stone.
"Oh, it's a horse, or a white horse!" The crescent moon looked in the direction of Xue Yun's finger, and after looking at it carefully, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's just that why is this white horse lying here?"
Xue Yun looked at the crescent moon and asked rhetorically, "When have you seen my Aya raising a white horse?"
The crescent moon thought for a while and said, "It's not Ah Lang's, is it the ferryman's at the port?"
Xue Yun did not respond to the crescent moon's words, but squatted down and pushed the curled up white horse with his hand, and found that the horse did not move even though it was breathing smoothly. She asked the crescent moon to step aside, and then tried to pull the white horse out with all her sucking might. However, the white horse was so heavy that she couldn't even carry the crescent moon, so naturally she couldn't pull the white horse.
The crescent moon sighed beside her: "Little lady, you have worked in vain, you can't drag it." ”
Xue Yun stood up, wiped the sweat on his face, looked at the crescent moon, and said, "I've seen it, except for the one on the head of this white horse, most of the scars on the body can heal in a day or two. But strangely, you said that there was nothing on the horse's head, why was it so bloodied?"
Crescent Moon speculated, "Could it be that someone hit me with a sledgehammer?"
"Sledgehammer smashing? Doesn't that have to smash all the heads flat? Why doesn't it show signs of being hit by a blunt object except for the blur of flesh and blood on its head?" Xue Yun quickly took out the bottle of medicinal powder in the bag that was originally used to smear the crescent moon and bruised it for the white horse, and said, "Besides, its breathing is not rapid because of the injury, but it can't wake up like it was hit by the incense." ”