As soon as you get on the road, Moyu doesn't mean to stop and rest. It wasn't until noon, when the sun was getting stronger and the temperature was getting hotter, that Mo Yu stopped in front of a small liquor shop on the side of the road.

Hearing that business came to the door, a village girl in her teens who was napping with her chin propped up hurriedly got up and greeted her with a smile and said, "Son, please come in and rest." ”

Although Mo Yu covered her face, the village girl didn't feel strange, she opened her door to do business every day, and some strange people were missing?

But she was startled when she saw Baba Porphyry on horseback: Dead?

Mo Yu grabbed the clothes of Baba Poon's vest and threw it on the ground: "Go down!"

Baba Porphyry was burdened head to foot for a long time, and he was already dizzy, where could he still stand? He fell on his back, with his feet facing the sky, struggling to stand up, but his hands were tied, and he couldn't exert his strength, and rolled around on the ground.

Seeing this, the village girl breathed a sigh of relief: Alive!

Mo Yu jumped off the horse and pulled the rope, and Baba Porphyry used his strength to get up.

It was hot at noon, there were few pedestrians on the road, and there was not a single customer in the wine shop.

The liquor store is small, with only two or three tables. Mo Yu found a random one and sat down. Baba Porphyry felt resentful in his heart, and didn't want to sit with Mo Yu, so he found a side to sit on.

The village girl quickly sent a pot of tea and said with a smile: "Childe must be thirsty all the way, so drink a cup of herbal tea to quench your thirst first." As he spoke, he poured a glass for Mo Yu.

Don't say it, Moyu is really dry, I drank it all when I picked it up, and I suddenly felt cool and sweet, and it was cold wherever I drank it, and it was indescribably comfortable.

"What kind of tea is this, so refreshing?"

"There's nothing peculiar about the tea, it's our own old tree tea, but after brewing, we hang the teapot into the well behind it and ice it. The village girl replied.

No wonder! In the hot summer, a pot is really victorious, but there are countless delicacies in the world, mainly when people are thirsty, they are not interested in any delicacies in the world.

Mo Yu drank three glasses in a row before stopping.

"Childe, if you eat in this restaurant, the tea is free, if you don't eat, you only drink tea, a pot of silver. Would you like to eat something, the food in our store is good and cheap, to ensure that Childe eats comfortably. ”

After three cups of herbal tea, hunger poured down.

"Eat, eat, of course, what are the good dishes?"

"In the countryside, there are no good dishes, some are small dishes with wine glasses, beef cold slices, white-cut chicken, salted edamame......"

"That's enough, that's enough, that's all it takes, just have a plate, and bring another pot of tea to the man, and then bring a basin of water to my horse. ”

"Okay!" said the village girl, who agreed to enter the house, and brought out a pot of tea from the well and brought it to Baba Porda. He was thirsty when he saw Mo Yu drinking tea, and as soon as the tea came up, he couldn't wait to pour it, so he picked up the teapot with his tied hands and poured it directly into his throat.

The village girl brought a basin of water to the phantom blood, and the phantom blood plunged into the water and did not lift it. None of them can do it.

Soon, a plate of beef, a plate of white-cut chicken, and a plate of boiled edamame in salted water were served.

"You're fast, are you, usually you're alone?" Mo Yu slightly approved.

"No, my father will be there in the morning and evening, and there are few people at noon, so I can handle it alone, and my father went to the field to clean up the crops. Childe, do you want some wine? There is bayberry wine that was just brewed this year, and the altar that was opened yesterday. Bayberry wine is a good way to relieve the heat!"

It was a hot day, Mo Yu didn't want to drink, and when she said this, she said, "Then come to a pot of bayberry bar." ”

"Okay!"

"Wait, do you have pig food at home?"

"What country house doesn't feed pigs and chickens? The village girl smiled.

"Bring some and I'll count the money for you later. ”

"You don't need this, it's worthless. As she spoke, the village girl went to the backyard and brought a large pot of pig food and put it in front of Phantom Blood.

Phantom Blood had already drunk enough water, and when he saw that there was something to eat, he stretched out his head, and as soon as he smelled the smell, he hurriedly waved his head a few times to get out of the way.

"Hey, it doesn't eat yet, Childe, your horse is so delicate. The village girl said with a smile.

"Oops, not for it, for him. Mo Yu pointed to Baba Porphyr, "How can my horse eat this? There is dry bread of grain on the horse's back, pour some for me."

"Oh......" The village girl was full of surprise, but she didn't say anything, took the bag from her horse and poured it into the basin where the phantom blood drank water. Then bring the plate of pig food to the table where Baba Portha was served.

Baba Bada hurriedly stepped out of the way and looked at the pot of pig food with a disgusted expression.

"What do you mean, don't deceive people too much!" he said angrily to Moyu.

"I'm going to bully you, what are you going to do? Not convinced, aren't you?" Mo Yu took a sip of his wine glass and looked at him coldly.

Baba Po glared at Mo Yu, and his eyes almost erupted with fire, after all, he was also a captain of the golden soldiers, how could he have been treated like this?

"A beast like you who is not as good as a pig or a dog, it's good to have pig food for you to eat. Of course, you can also choose not to eat, as long as you feel that you can make it to Jingzhao Mansion. Mo Yu lazily stuffed a slice of beef into his mouth and chewed slowly.

In a small space, the air is filled with the smell of wine and meat, which is simply cruel to a person who has long been hungry. Baba Porda turned and sat with his back to Mo Yu, no longer looking at him.

Mo Yu drank wine and tea, and after a while, he felt the urge to urinate, so he asked the village aunt where the toilet was. The village girl pointed him to a thatched hut built with orange poles under the big boulder on the opposite side.

Mo Yu got up and went to the latrine, and the village girl was busy working in the back room. All that's left is jaw and blood.

Baba Bada looked at the phantom blood that had been eaten, and a thought flashed out: Run! Such a great opportunity, if you don't run now, when will you wait?

He has seen the speed of phantom blood with his own eyes, as long as he rides on a horse and rushes out, and waits for Mo Yu to hear the voice and chase it out, no matter how powerful he is, he can't catch up with a BMW that travels thousands of miles a day!

If you want to run, you have to be fast, and you don't have time to hesitate, otherwise you won't have a chance to wait for Mo Yu to come out.

He rushed to the side of Phantom Blood in two steps, grabbed the saddle with his bound hands and stepped up, not daring to make a sound, his legs clamped the horse's belly, thinking that Phantom Blood would "swish" out at once, and from then on he could get rid of the mercy of Moyu and gallop freely.

Jin people have lived on horseback all their lives, known as the "nation on horseback", and they can be said to know the habits of horses well, and controlling horses is their strength.

It's just that he doesn't know that Phantom Blood is a wild horse, and a wild horse with a spirit. Whoever can tame it is its master, and it only recognizes one master in its life.

Except for its owner, others who want to ride it can be said that they are not bored.

As soon as Baba Bada approached it, it plowed the ground with its front hooves and kicked it with its hind hooves. It's a horse warning you: What is this fool going to do? Stay away from me!

Baba Bada knew this temper of the horse, but he was confident that with his many years of riding skills, he had not encountered a horse that he could not control, so he ignored the warning of the phantom blood.

As soon as he got on horseback, Phantom Blood stretched his neck and hissed, as if to say, "This birdman still dares to come up?"

I saw that the front legs of Phantom Blood were raised high and almost vertical, and Baba Porphyry was lying tightly on the horse's neck, and Phantom Blood saw that he did not knock Baba Porphyr down, and then his hind legs rushed forward, Baba Porphy grabbed the reins in his hand, and his body leaned backwards to maintain balance, and he was also thaumaturgically brilliant, and he would have been thrown off if someone else had changed.

Seeing that he didn't knock Baba Porphy down in two blows, Phantom Blood was furious, jumping and hoofing, jumping higher than the house, spinning in place, and in a few strokes, Baba Porphy was dizzy, unsteady, and fell heavily from the horse.