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At the end of February, most of the snow in Pangshan Mountain melted, and Muma Valley was still green, unchanged at all.

Dozens of brocade-tailed horses scattered and fled, and the red horse with an ordinary tail did not know why, but also followed a white mare and ran to a remote place, and soon it changed its mind, neighed at the mare, and motioned for the other party to follow him.

The two horses ran one after the other to the entrance of the valley and asked the young horse wrangler for help.

Xiaoqiu greeted the jujube red horse from the edge of the pond, hugged its neck and whispered comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, just cut a few hairs, it will grow back soon, and you don't have to worry at all, they don't want your tail hair." ”

The red horse pushes Autumn towards the white mare with his head, indicating that this is why he has come to ask for help.

Xiaoqiu circled around the white horse for half a circle and smiled in surprise, "It's pregnant with a pony, is it yours?"

The jujube red horse raised its head and neighed, in Xiaoqiu's impression, it was at least twenty years old, and it was a very old horse, but after staying in Pangshan for a few years, it actually became strong and younger, and it seemed that it was even a few inches taller.

Two blue-clothed Taoist priests came from a distance, the more panicked the mare became, turned around and wanted to run, Xiaoqiu stopped it, gently stroked its mane, and persuaded: "It's a very simple thing, it will be over in a while, don't be shy, all the horses must cut off their tail hair, you eat grass and beans for nothing here, and you should pay a price." ”

The Taoist priest approached and exchanged Taoist salutes with Xiaoqiu, they had sent someone to greet him yesterday, Xiaoqiu already knew the task of the two, and stepped forward and said, "Two senior brothers, can you cut off the tail of the jujube red horse? Let it be an example." ”

The two Taoist priests agreed with a smile.

The jujube red horse was very docile and did not resist at all, one of the two Taoist priests took out the cloth bag, and the other put his hands together, gently brushed the horse's tail, and the long hair fell into the cloth bag one after another, and finally only a thin tail remained.

The red horse flicked its tail and glanced back. His eyes widened in astonishment, but instead of anger, he turned to the mare and signaled that it was nothing.

The white horse hung its head sullenly, its tail hair was colorful, in stark contrast to the white of the whole body, it was its most proud and favorite place, by no means comparable to the ordinary tail of the jujube red horse, but it did not run again, once in five years. Every time it is inevitable, it will be doomed.

After cutting the tail hair of the white horse, a Taoist priest said with satisfaction: "It's the first time I've seen the brocade-tailed horse so honest, and it saves a lot of trouble.

"It's a jujube red horse. Xiaoqiu said happily, feeling proud of the jujube red horse.

"It's rare for a brocade-tailed horse to conceive the offspring of an ordinary horse, and I hope that the one who will be born is still a brocade-tailed horse. ”

The two Taoist priests left the cloth bag with the red ponytail hair, which they kept useless, and then said goodbye to Xiaoqiu and flew into the air. Go find the other brocade horses in the valley.

The jujube red horse quickly adapted to the hairless tail, there are few mosquitoes in the valley, and there is no need to run from time to time to avoid natural enemies, and the tail hair is actually not much of a role.

But the white horse was not happy. Wandering listlessly in circles, occasionally raising his head and screaming, he refused to eat even the grass with his nose lowered.

The jujube red horse runs in front of and behind the white horse, and it can't be coaxed to be happy. had to ask Xiaoqiu for help again, stretching out his head and rubbing against him.

Xiaoqiu scratched his head, and the tail hair of the brocade-tailed horse is an important material for making zuò magic tools. It is very precious, and Pang Shan's purpose in raising them is this, and he is unable and qualified to stop them, let alone conjure a tail for them.

"You're stumped me...... a flash of inspiration flashed in Xiaoqiu's mind, "Come with me, maybe there's a way." ”

The two horses followed Xiaoqiu to his bedroom and waited obediently outside, and Xiaoqiu went in for a while, and came out with a colorful silk horse.

This was sent by Zhou Ping a month ago, they still remembered Xiaoqiu's previous request, and pooled the money to buy back the colorful satin, Qianxue porcelain and floating sea gelatin, these things were useless to Xiaoqiu, and he also gave up the idea of punishing them, but Zhou Ping still left the things and said in a tone of mutual understanding: "Give it to the old lady, she must like it." ”

Xiaoqiu felt that there was no need to give the old lady a gift, so she stuffed it in the rattan box and didn't move, but she didn't expect it to come in handy today.

He didn't ask about the specific value of the multicolored satin, only that it was expensive, but he didn't care at all, he tore off a large piece of it, put the whole piece of cloth on the ground, walked behind the white horse, and wrapped the multicolored satin around its bare tail a few times, tying it as firmly as possible.

The white horse flicked its tail, and the multicolored satin shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight, and it suddenly became excited, and chased after its tail several times like a puppy.

The jujube red horse immediately put its thick and wide buttocks in front of Xiao Qiu, it also wanted such a tail, and even barked twice in dissatisfaction, if Xiao Qiu had thought of this idea earlier, it would have been able to integrate into the circle of the brocade tail horse earlier.

The two horses compared their multicolored satin tails with each other, and happily left, walking a long way and turning back to Xiaoqiu to neigh in gratitude.

"It's finally working. Xiao Qiu put away the rest of the colorful satin, and was about to find a quiet place to practice, when a bald man's hoarse voice came from a distance, "Brother Xiao Qiu, come and see, the brocade-tailed horses have become bald-tailed horses! Haha, they should be called bald." ”

Xiaoqiu stood at the door, and the bald man's head flew like a strange bird without wings.

The bald man was taken to the Old Ancestor Peak for the second time, and returned to Xiaoqiu three days later, he had very little memory of the events of that night, but he felt as if he had eaten a delicious meal, which made him have endless aftertastes, he didn't know that he had been refined into a magic weapon, and Xiaoqiu didn't say anything.

In mid-February, Yang Qingyin gave the bald man an interesting gift - a copper hoop plate made by a master of the Honglu family, which was blessed by several high-ranking Taoist priests to become a flying magic weapon, of course, it still needs to be cast by Taoist priests.

Xiao Qiu, who succeeded in Ning Dan, kept the promise he made to the bald man before, and the first spell he took the initiative to learn was the Frisbee technique, which Yang Qingyin personally taught, and it took him three days to learn, at first he could only let the copper plate fly out of the bald man for more than ten zhang, no more than a few feet high, and after more than ten days, the bald man had been able to fly in the Horse Husbandry Valley for at least half an hour, chasing and frolicking with the brocade-tailed horse.

"Haha, that's ridiculous. The bald man flew in front of Xiaoqiu, laughed too violently, fell back, turned around, shook his head slightly, and asked, "Why didn't they come, old lady?"

"Xiao Qingtao is going to survive today. They all stayed in the village to protect her. ”

"Oh. The bald man was a little disappointed, "I've been thinking about you these days, and I seem to have a little feeling, although I don't have a body, but the seven knots are still there, and the Mud Pill Palace is not lacking, maybe I can also open a trick and get through a field or something." ”

"Then you just go for it. Xiao Qiu smiled and said that it was impossible for a bald man to practice, but he liked to do the same thing as everyone, and Xiao Qiu naturally would not dampen his enthusiasm.

Bald people can only live another one to ten years. Then it will turn into a cold skull magic weapon, and when she thinks of this, Xiao Qiu will feel a wave of anger in her heart.

Shen Zhun has lost his demon thoughts and inner dan, and has become an ordinary person with dementia, Xiaoqiu even has no revenge to avenge, in the eyes of the vast majority of people, the price Shen Zhun paid is far higher than the danger he caused, after all, the value of a starfall Taoist priest is incomparable to a head and a few ordinary disciples.

Xiaoqiu thought about it with the bald man. The latter was just making a appearance, floating a few feet away from Xiaoqiu's head, at the same height, closing his eyes for a while and opening his eyes for a while. Occasionally, he will fly around with a stern face in case something gets close to interfere.

The valley was quiet, and the two Taoist priests cut off all the tail hairs of the brocade-tailed horses and left on their own. The bald man flies around, purely playing a one-man game.

It was close to noon, and Xiaoqiu was cooking in the house. The bald man flew in, "It's not good, the bald tail is not happy, I'm looking for you to fight." ”

Xiaoqiu walked to the door and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

More than thirty brocade-tailed horses with bare tails stood a dozen paces in front of the door, all facing him with their hips, and a little farther away, the red and white horses were walking side by side, showing off their shiny false tails to their companions.

The youngest motley was already familiar with Autumn, and its tail hair had not yet grown and therefore had not been cut off, and at this time it also stepped back, twisting its ass at Autumn, turning its head to let out a flattering cry of joy, hoping to have a new tail as well.

Xiaoqiu spent the whole noon dealing with these horses, and there was only one of them, and he had to divide them evenly to ensure that each horse could cover up its ugliness. The bald man only adds to the mess, and he prefers a bare tail, so he flies to the back of each horse and tries to bite off the multicolored satin that Xiaoqiu has tied up.

He succeeded several times, Xiaoqiu had to do repetitive work, and it didn't take long for the problem to be solved, and the black-headed horse kicked the bald man out dozens of steps with one hoof, and he hurriedly flew back to the house, looking around in the mirror, for fear that the coil under his neck would be damaged a little.

"The Taoist priest of Old Ancestor Peak should be allowed to do this. Xiao Qiu muttered.

The Taoist priests only came once when they were shearing, and they didn't care much about the depression of the brocade-tailed horses, and the wranglers before Xiaoqiu preferred to avoid them rather than take the initiative to help, so for countless years, this was the first time that the brocade-tailed horses were not particularly sad after shearing, and even a little excited.

Driven by this excitement, the herd made an unprecedented move, and that evening they lined up in front of the little autumn gate, each with several long tail hairs in their mouths, as gifts to the wrangler.

Xiaoqiu accepted the gift in surprise, "It turns out that you still hide good things, and even the Taoist priest of Old Ancestor Peak has hidden it." ”

The jujube red horse and the variegated foal were rude, and they rubbed a few more times on Xiaoqiu's body.

A small handful of colorful long tail hair, worth dozens of times that of a multicolored satin, Xiaoqiu held it in his hand, but he didn't know what to do.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Qingyin was the first to come to Muma Valley and brought news that Xiaoqingtao had successfully survived the catastrophe.

There is a reason why Yang Qingyin came early, today is the first day of the first month of March, and the Discipline Department is holding a demon elimination conference, and the two Ning Dan disciples of the Zhiyi Institute have to participate.

Xiaoqiu took out the tail hair and asked Yang Qingyin for advice, and the old lady was envious after hearing what happened yesterday, "I also have a multicolored satin, actually ...... You're in luck. These tail hairs are used for many purposes, what is it good to make? Rope, you must make a rope, wait for your inner Dan to be stronger, bless it with some mana, this rope can be as long and short as you like, and the demons and even Taoist priests bound by it don't want to break free. ”

"Okay, let's make a rope. Xiao Qiu asked a little worriedly, "Old Ancestor Feng won't confiscate these tail hairs, right?"

Yang Qingyin widened her eyes, "I didn't steal or rob, who would dare to confiscate it from the Jinwei Horse for you?" Then she raised her head slightly at Xiaoqiu, "Hey, have you made a decision, do you want to go to the Cardiology Department?" Remind you, the Nianxin Department has no heirs in the Nine Great Avenues, and you will be a bare-bones at that time." ”

"I'll make a decision only after I get to the bottom of it. Xiao Qiu said that today he not only had to participate in the Demon Eradication Conference, but also went to the Forbidden Secret Department to be personally inspected by Zuo Liuying, because tonight's second watch was also the time when the young demon appeared, but since Brigadier Shen summoned it in advance, it has not appeared for several consecutive seven days.

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