Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter 475 Picking up a sweat-blooded horse

"So they are praying." Wang Sen did not dare to disturb them at this time. It was estimated that it took about five minutes before the old man raised his head, put on his shoes and made a gesture to Wang Sen, "Young man, bring your eyes and your heart, come to our beautiful Hassan Valley to browse, and see the masterpieces given to us by Hu Da."

Wang Sen was also interested in browsing the entire oasis, and hurriedly pinned the scimitar on his belt, and followed the old man Seimir out of the tent.

This valley is big or small. Wang Sen estimated that it was five miles long from north to south and nearly ten miles from east to west. An underground river called Hassan exposed the water here, forming this typical valley impacting the plain and also bringing a little green to the desolate desert.

The river surface is not wide, only about five meters, and the river water is very shallow. You can clearly see the stones at the bottom of the water. Occasionally, one or two small fish swim by. Old Man Seimer smiled, "This kind of fish was brought by a British adventurer. It has already reproduced a lot in the river water and tastes pretty good."

Long Shicai couldn't help it anymore. He grew up in Southeast Asia and has always been passionate about fish. When he saw a live fish this time, he couldn't help but move his index fingers. He simply rolled up his pants and soaked it in the water to catch the fish. As soon as he entered the water, he felt cold and couldn't help but chill.

"The water in this river flows down from the snow-capped mountains in the distance. The water is as cold as the ice on the top of the mountain. Young man, I hope Hu Da will bless you not to be frozen." Old man Seimir smiled. Long Shicai's upper and lower teeth were fighting, but he never admits defeat. He draws his gun if he can't catch the fish. Wang Sen is shocked, what are you going to do?

Long Shicai raised his gun and shot at the small fish swimming in the river, splashing water. Finally, he finally hit three big fish, set up dry mulberry branches by the river and roasted them. Old Man Seimir also tasted it, and the taste was very good.

The gunshot attracted the children of the tribe. They looked at the fish grilled on the fire in fear and novelty, and the fragrance penetrated into their noses. Wang Sen greeted them enthusiastically and tore the fish in their hands into strips and stuffed them. The children did not dare to pick them up, but looked at Semir with inquiring eyes. Semir smiled and nodded in acquiescent agreement.

A few fish made Wang Sen's relationship with these children closer. A few brave children even took out grenades from his pocket and started playing with them. Wang Sen was so scared that his heart skipped a beat and hurriedly snatched the grenade back. This thing is not your toy, it will kill people.

"They have learned to shoot at such a young age. This kind of thing is nothing to them." Seimir took the grenade and said with a smile. "The years of war have turned every man here into a warrior."

"Don't they go to school?" Wang Sen remembered that when he was as old as them, he was already intimidated by his father's broom bump. When he mentioned this question, the old man sighed again, "There is no school, nor does the imam. Where do they go to school, what can they learn? I can only teach them a little bit of scripture, but this thing is basically not enough. It would be great if I had the opportunity to go to Suladin. It is said that there is a school there that can teach children knowledge."

Wang Sen looked up at the gradually gloomy sky. The sun slowly sank into the mountains. In the sky to the east, a new moon slowly rose up. With a cold breath, he couldn't help but tremble.

Old Man Seimir already believed that Wang Sen was not an invader, but an employee of a large security company. Their company had obtained a mining license from the new government and came to mine minerals specifically. The old man expressed gratitude for this matter, but he was also a little worried in his heart, hoping that they would not disturb our life that had finally calmed down.

In order to avoid the tribe's misunderstanding of itself, after eating the complete sheep feast, Wang Sen picked his teeth with a weed pole and returned to the outside of the defense wall outside the tribe. At this time, the soldiers of the security army had already set up tents, and the air was filled with a strange smell of fast-heating food. After seeking the permission of the leader of Seimir, Lin Neng led the people to fetch water in the river and filled everyone's water jar containers. The most feared thing about the desert Gobi was that there was no water to drink.

Now all the soldiers have moved to the hillside outside the Hassan Valley. The main purpose is to facilitate water collection, and the supplies and supplies have also been transported over. Most of the bandits captured were shot, leaving only a few people who looked famous and were detained in an empty tent waiting for Wang Sen's interrogation.

When Wang Sen returned to the camping site, Peng Wei was holding the reins of the red horse, holding a handful of fresh tender grass pulled from the valley in his hand to seduce it. The war horse wanted to eat grass but couldn't eat it. He sniffed violently, desperately trying to break free from Peng Wei's shackles.

"Boss, you are back!" Peng Wei shouted happily when he saw Wang Sen's figure. The war horse shook his head and stretched his neck forward, then he ate the fresh tender grass that was drooling in his mouth.

"How about it, the compressed biscuits taste good!" Wang Sen teased, Peng Wei's face pulled down and snorted, "I heard that you have eaten the whole sheep feast. Why didn't you leave me any of them?"

Wang Sen smiled apologetically, spread his hands, proving that he was empty. He walked to the war horse, stroked the war horse's red mane like charcoal, and couldn't help but exclaim, "This horse is so beautiful!"

"This horse ran so fast, like the wind." Peng Wei interrupted. Wang Sen found that the war horse was sweating. When his hand moved away from the horse, he found that the hands that had touched the war horse's skin actually emitted a faint pink light. A flash of inspiration in Wang Sen's mind, "Is it a sweaty horse?"

"That's right, that's right." Wang Sen carefully looked at the body of the war horse. The horse had a slightly thin head, a slender neck, beautiful lines, and light steps. Especially those eyes, when looking at people, there was always a sense of proud domineeringness, and it seemed that it did not take the group of fully armed guys in front of him seriously.

"A sweaty horse? This is worth a lot of money." Peng Wei slapped his forehead suddenly when he heard this. It was so miserable. In the fierce battle in the afternoon, he killed at least three such horses. Now he felt ache when he thinks about it. They were all good horses, so he sold one or two horses and sent it.

"This kind of horse is simply priceless." Wang Sen reached out to put his hand around the horse's neck. The red horse was not grateful at all. He swung his neck and avoided Wang Sen's hug. He looked like a proud lady, who refused the dirty claws of poor ** without hesitation.

"What a proud war horse." Wang Sen was not angry, but just patted the war horse's neck. The horse's hair was fifteen centimeters long, and it trembled as the war horse walked back and forth, like a red flag floating in the wind.

"What's the smell?" Peng Wei sniffed his nose, and a faint fragrance came to his nose. He immediately looked for the source of the fragrance. Finally, he smelled Wang Sen. Wang Sen opened his head, subconsciously covered his pockets, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"It smells so good!" Peng Wei hugged his thigh and sucked his nose hard, and said intoxicatedly, "Boss, I knew you must have hidden a good product in private. Take it out and try it for me. Tsk tsk, it smells so good. It must be barbecue. My nose is very good."

"Look at your unpromising look!" Wang Sen gave him a thunderous sniff, gave him food instructions to not speak. Peng Wei nodded vigorously, and Wang Sen tied the horses up, and the two of them tiptoed into the tent like thieves.

As soon as he entered the tent, Peng Wei rushed Wang Sen to pieces, grabbed Wang Sen's pocket with both hands and snatched him. Wang Sen tried his best to push him away, "Baby, don't be impatient!"

"Can't wait!" Peng Wei's hand was stuffed into Wang Sen's pocket and touched a soft thing. He stopped and asked in an inquiring tone, "What is this? Is the source of the fragrance?"

"You can tell if you take it out and take a look." Wang Sen said with a smile. Peng Wei took out the thing hard. With the dim light, he finally saw clearly that it was a roasted lamb leg!

"Haha, I finally found it." Peng Wei hugged the lamb leg like a hungry wolf who hadn't seen meat for many years and ate it hard. His mouth was filled with stuffing, and he said in a vague sense, "It smells so fragrant! It smells like a hometown."

"Okay, don't be tickling. Your hometown is from northern Myanmar. There is only grilled fish there. Where can I get the whole roasted lamb?" Wang Sen snatched the lamb leg without hesitation and tear off a large piece of it and stuffed it into his mouth. Peng Wei reached out to grab it. Wang Sen quickly and stuffed a large piece of lamb into his mouth. Unexpectedly, Peng Wei didn't give up. He pinched Wang Sen's chin with both hands and pulled out the lamb stuffed into his mouth!

"Okay, you eat it!" Wang Sen looked at the piece of mutton that was the size of a palm falling to the ground and said in annoyance. Peng Wei hurriedly lowered his head, tearing off the lamb legs in his hand and chewing them slowly. He looked at Wang Sen with his eyes tightly, for fear that he would snatch the cold one over and grab it.

A sniff sound came from outside the tent. Peng Wei was about to hide the lamb leg when the tent door opened. Li Gang bent over and walked in, his nose that was more erect than a dog. His eyes lit up and saw the mutton falling to the ground. He immediately picked it up and patted the sand on it, giggling, "Boss, why don't you eat it? Haha, I'm not polite!"

In the surprised eyes of the two, Li Gang stuffed the mutton into his mouth and kept saying that it was so fragrant. Is there any more?

"Peng Wei, don't hide it, take out the good goods quickly." Wang Sen smirked at Peng Jiaxiao, Li Gang slapped her face and leaned in front of Peng Wei, "Brother, can you give me a stutter?"
Chapter completed!