Chapter 7 Horseback riding
The Caixia Mountains are known for their strange beauty and steepness around Ping'an Town, and the most important thing is the dangerous peaks, among which the most famous in these ten miles and eight townships is the Gujian Peak. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The knife-like cliff rises from the ground, and the sky is cloudy, and the dangerous peaks stand upright, which is daunting. From a distance, the cliff was steep and dangerous, as if it had been split by a giant axe. When I got closer, I saw clouds and mist, like a sharp sword, towering between the sea of clouds, from which the name of the ancient sword was derived.
Although the ancient sword peak is steep, but the top of the ancient sword peak is boundless, the scenery is infinite, if you want to go to the peak, you can only go up from the only narrow mountain road on the mountainside. The mountain road is narrow, and there is nothing to support next to it, although the scenery on the top of the mountain is beautiful, but not many people can match its appearance.
Gu Jian Peak, which has always been uninhabited, is very lively today, a large group of people gathered in the middle of the mountain, and there was a shout, it was Wang Tianci and others.
Lin Fengjiao wiped the sweat overflowing on her head with a handkerchief, and shouted at Wang Tianci in front of her with some panting and annoyance: "Wang Tianci, why did you take a large group of us to run around here? ”
Wang Tianci ignored Lin Fengjiao's annoyance, and casually beckoned his entourage to lead the horses brought from the foot of the mountain, stroking the soft hair on the horse's back, and his handsome face showed a trace of femininity.
"There's only one way up to Ancient Sword Peak from here. ”
"Isn't it hard for any of us to get to the top? Before Wang Tianci finished speaking, the young master of the Zhang family interrupted him rudely.
Wang Tianci frowned slightly, and raised his eyes, "Of course it won't be so simple, but I want to ride the horse next to me to go uphill." The people around were instantly stunned when they heard Wang Tianci's words, you must know that it is not easy to walk on the top of the Ancient Sword Peak, let alone riding a horse, which is the result of the destruction of the horse if you are not careful.
Seeming to be very satisfied with everyone's surprise, Wang Tianci looked around and saw a hesitant look on the face of the young master of the Zhang family, and couldn't help sneering: "Brother Yinxiang If you don't want to try the next method, or if you're afraid, that's okay, anyway, we and Miss Lin both know what kind of person you are, so there's no need to prove yourself." So saying, he pretended to let the servant take back the horse in his hand.
When the little young master of the Zhang family, who was a little hesitant, heard this, he subconsciously glanced at Lin Fengjiao, who was frowning his eyebrows, and a young man's impulsive blood surged into his head, his eyes lit up, and he quickly rushed to Wang Tianci, snatched the reins from Wang Tianci's hand, and shouted hoarsely: "When have I Zhang Yinxiang been afraid, Miss Lin, take a good look at what a real man is." As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to turn over and get on his horse.
The development of the matter made Zhao Ping, who witnessed everything, have no time to think about it, and rushed out in a panic and stopped in front of the young master of the Zhang family, who was about to ride on the horse. Zhao Ping, who has been with the little young master of the Zhang family for three years, can be said to fully understand the skills of his little master, he has no ability to ride a horse on such a narrow mountain road, in case the horse is frightened on the mountain road, it will be dead and there is no place to be buried.
The young master of the Zhang family looked at Zhao Ping, who was blocking in front of him with a flustered expression, and looked surprised.
"Zhao Ping, get out of the way, you don't have to worry about this young master's affairs. Seeing that Zhao Ping didn't move at all when he heard his words, a trace of annoyance flashed on his face, and he couldn't help hating Zhao Ping in his heart, you must know that he Zhang Yinxiang is the little master of the Zhang family, and now he says that even a little scholar dares not to listen to what he says, isn't this a slap in the face.
Seeing that he didn't listen to his advice and insisted on getting on the horse and preparing to go up the mountain, Zhao Ping's heart was full of worry, and seeing that he couldn't persuade the little master alone, he immediately glanced at Lin Qu, who was standing on the side like a straight pine, meaning to ask him to hurry up and help persuade the little master.
Facing Zhao Ping, who was constantly staring, Lin Qu was looking at the sky, the old god was still there, and he looked indifferent.
The young master of the Zhang family, who turned over and got on the horse, shouted to Zhao Ping, who was standing in front of him in a daze, to get out of the way, but Zhao Ping didn't make any action when he heard this, just persuaded him to get off the horse. His eyes glanced at the faint mockery on Wang Tianci's face beside him, a feeling of humiliation came to his heart, his delicate face was filled with anger, and he didn't care about Zhao Ping in front of him at the moment, he pulled the reins, and the horses under his crotch collided with Zhao Ping.
Looking at the horse that was getting closer and closer in front of him, a trace of hesitation flashed in Zhao Ping's eyes, but he was immediately annihilated by firmness. Zhao Ping has been in the Zhang family for three years, and the Zhang family treats him well, although the relationship with the little young master is not deep, but Zhao Ping tried to ask his own person, and he couldn't do it to see the little young master in danger.
Seeing that the horse was about to hit Zhao Ping, Zhao Ping, who was standing still, suddenly shook to the side and passed by the horse. Just when everyone thought that Zhao Ping had given up on blocking the little young master of the Zhang family. Zhao Ping rushed to the front of a rich man, and drew the saber at his waist in the stunned eyes of this man.
A fierce color appeared on his face, and he raised the sword in his hand and screamed at the young master of the Zhang family who was riding a horse.
In Zhang Yinxiang's frightened eyes, the sword in Zhao Ping's hand slashed the horse's leg, the injured horse involuntarily fell forward, the dust flew, and Zhang Yinxiang on the horse's back flew out of the horse's back like an arrow from the string, fell to the ground, stirring up a piece of dust.
The people on the side were stunned by this scene, and they were silent for a moment, and they were even more surprised that Zhao Ping could stop Zhang Yinxiang with such a ruthless hand. It wasn't until Zhang Yinxiang, who fell to the ground, let out a hearty howl that Lin Qu and the others came back to their senses and hurriedly pulled up Zhang Yinxiang, who was covered in mud.
Zhang Yinxiang's current image is not flattering, his smooth brocade clothes are full of mud, his face is also, and there are some abrasions on his arms, which can be described as embarrassing, but it is estimated that there is no big problem to see that Young Master Zhang is still screaming alive.
Zhang Yinxiang, who was being supported by Lin Qu, looked at Zhao Ping who was holding a sword fiercely, and the anger in his eyes seemed to ignite Zhao Ping. Just as he wanted to speak, a joking mockery came from his side, "Brother Yinxiang, are you okay?" I said that you were afraid, but I was embarrassed to admit it, but I instructed your retinue to cut the horse so that you don't have to ride up the mountain?" The mountain road is difficult to walk, and the horses are left at the foot of the mountain, and this horse is specially brought by Wang Tianci, and there is only this one horse.
"Fart, how could I do such a thing, am I Zhang Yinxiang such a person. This is all Zhao Ping's own behavior, and it has nothing to do with me, don't slander me. After dealing with the wounds on his body, Zhang Yinxiang immediately danced back.
"Hehe, is it?" Wang Tianci just sneered twice, and did not respond to Zhang Yinxiang's words, but the disdainful look on his face showed that he did not believe Zhang Yinxiang. The people around him also looked disbelieving, and their expressions were a little disdainful.
Seeing that everyone didn't believe him, Zhang Yinxiang suddenly became angry, and he couldn't blame Zhao Ping for the time being, so he left Zhao Ping, who was holding a sword on the side, and scolded Wang Tianci. It's hard to hear, it's hard to hear. Seeing Zhang Yinxiang scolding himself angrily, Wang Tianci refused to show weakness, and immediately returned the salute. After being involved for a while, it was not too early, so they could only pack their things and go down the mountain to their respective homes.