Chapter 41: In Search of the Snowwalking Horse
"Immortal...... Immortal ......"
The leader almost poked his ass on the ground, and his eyeballs were wide to the limit.
"Wouldn't this be too high-profile?" Jumping down from the back of the cloud-chasing eagle, Ye Qing looked at the panicked crowd and flattened his mouth: "You see that the people and horses are scared, they are all thin." ”
"Brother Ye, aren't you going to fly to the door to play majestic?" Xu Changfu rolled his eyes and shouted again: "Sister, I also want a white eagle, and I will ride the white eagle back next time I go home." ”
Xu Yuwei ignored her brazen younger brother, and looked at Ye Qing sideways: "My home is in Xu Mansion in Xicheng, you can go home first and take a look! ”
Because she didn't know her very well, Xu Yuwei didn't interfere in Ye Qing's family affairs.
Nodding, Ye Qing snapped his fingers again and asked the cloud chasing eagle to find a nest and squat in the mountains and forests by himself.
When he stepped into the crowd at the city gate, the panicked crowd immediately parted, and their eyes were lowered to the ground. The four soldiers almost got up with their hands and feet, and pushed away from the crowd of people who were still in a daze. Even the old horses on the side of the road were kicked wildly and pushed aside.
Ye Qing stepped into the city gate, and the four soldiers retreated respectfully to the side, not even daring to have the courage to speak.
After Ye Qing left, several officials exchanged glances with each other, in addition to being shocked and envious, they also had some doubts.
This immortal ......
How to look familiar.
After entering the city, Ye Qing went straight to Qionghua Lane.
At this moment, the sun is setting and the moon is rising, and when people are resting and relaxing after a busy day, Qionghua Lane is full of lights, and the men with light eyes are familiar with one flower building after another.
Walking into the depths of the alley, the door of his own vermilion lacquer was closed, and Ye Qing's door was banging like a drum.
"Who... Who ......" It took a long time for a vigilant voice to come from inside the door.
Ye Qing reported to himself at the door of his house, and Zhu Qing's door was opened with an uproar, revealing two women holding faces.
They are the old cooking mothers invited back by Ye Qing, what is their name Ye Qing doesn't remember. But they had a deep impression of Ye Qing, and when they saw the young master coming home, the two old mothers dragged Ye Qing in.
"Young master, you can come back, master, he ......"
Ye Qing strained his face: "How is he, the lung injury has recurred?"
"No...... It's not ......" The two old mothers swallowed, and with the situation of them holding the face palm, Ye Qing's heart suddenly beat wildly.
"Wow, yes", Ye Qing was as fast as a cheetah, and he stepped into the inner courtyard and rushed into the master bedroom.
As soon as you enter, the master bedroom is filled with the strong smell of herbs. Xiaoshuang and Xiaoyu are lying on the edge of the couch and shedding tears. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and saw clearly that it was his young master who had returned, and flew over from the chair with tears in his eyes.
"Who did it? Who did it?" Ye Qing was trembling all over, lying on the couch, his father was lying there naked, his chest and head were wrapped in bandages that were still oozing blood, and his eyes were closed.
The wound on his chest was exactly where he had accumulated old wounds, and the skin around the edge of the bandage was purple and swollen.
Ye Qing roared, Xiaoshuang and Xiaoyu cried even more, and told Ye Qing the ins and outs of the matter with tears in their eyes.
The wound was not from being beaten, but by being struck by a horse.
Things are not complicated, yesterday morning his father went out for a walk, but was hit by a son-in-law riding a horse. I heard from the neighbors that the boy had just come out of the flower building, and he was scolding when he hit someone on horseback, tightened the reins of the horse, let the horse raise its front hooves, and stepped on his father's chest.
It was a few old mothers who carried him back and invited Lang Zhong again. Later, Chen Zijia also came, that is, he used a very expensive pill to save the old man's life.
As for the letter, it was written by Xiao Shuanghui, she was too young and not literate. I heard that it was a letter from the young master, so I cried and drew a lying villain, and asked the young master to come back quickly.
It turned out to be a lying villain, Ye Qing didn't have time to investigate why she didn't draw a couch for her, tried his best to control his trembling body, and asked, "Who is that person in Zhilu Dao, and which flower building did he come from?"
The little pair and the little jade shook their heads crying, and Ye Qing asked what color the horse was.
"The people in the neighborhood said that it was Guixianglou, and the horse was all black, but its four hooves were snow-white. ”
Ye Qing gently patted the heads of the two little girls with both hands, nodded and said I know.
The whole body is jet black, but the four hooves are snow-white, this ** is called stepping on the snow horse, which is the best among the horses. With such obvious characteristics, Ye Qing couldn't believe that he couldn't figure out this little deflated three.
Looking at Ye Dashan, who was still unconscious, Ye Qing asked them to go back to the house to sleep first, and he came to guard here.
Waiting for Xiaoshuang Xiaoyu to leave the bedroom, Ye Qing closed his eyes and opened them at the same time. There is an extra round of red gold in his hand, a compass full of simplicity and mystery.
The Great Heavenly Compass.
Ye Qing dipped a little of the black-brown blood on the side of Ye Dashan's wound and smeared it in the central circle where the Great Tianyan compass was trapped.
"Yan!" Ye Qing shouted.
The Great Tianyan Compass seemed to be able to understand human speech, or maybe that drop of blood gave the Great Tianyan Compass some kind of power.
After a faint flash of white light, the nine dials in the Great Tianyan Compass, and more than 4,000 scales, moved and combined out of thin air with mysterious and complex connections.
After a few breaths, the compass stopped, and many mysterious patterns shimmered on it.
Ye Qing's face was pale, and the compass represented the pattern of death, which was emitting a gray light. And the pattern that represents the vitality is only a little bit of brilliance.
Among the five qi, the luster of fire and gold qi is also very weak, and it seems that it may be extinguished at any time.
Ye Dashan's cardiopulmonary function is very, very poor.
In addition to these, there are many scales on the compass that represent other patterns that glow. There are leaves, flowers, and beasts, and their luster is different.
These are the medicinal properties in Ye Dashan's body, which wandered in the blood and were calculated by the Great Tianyan Compass.
Closing his eyes again, Ye Qing shifted his thoughts to Hei Jiao.
In the cave under the cliff of the Feiyun River, the dragon wearing black scale armor slowly opened its fiery red pupils, and there was a fire burning inside.
Ye Qing hated to swallow that bastard alive, hit someone, and actually reined in the horse and stepped on it again, is this what people do?
Swimming out of the water, Heijiao rode the fiery red demon wind and flew towards Huangyu County.
With the ontology as the navigation coordinates, Ye Qing only needs to fly straight according to the induction in his mind. There was a thunderous whistling wind in the dragon's ears, which showed that the speed of the black dragon was already faster than the speed of the arrow from the string.
An hour later, in the black clouds and mist over Huangyu County, a three-clawed dragon appeared.
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