The tall and thin horse seemed to understand what Qing Qing was saying. He suddenly raised his face covered with dirty hair, and a faint light suddenly appeared from the depths of his muddy eyelids. One person and one horse met each other's eyes.
, Qingqing almost didn’t think about it. He stepped in front of the crowd and rushed in front of the young man and said:
"I want it!"
"Which one?" The young man was a little confused when he saw her suddenly coming forward. He didn't realize what Qingqing was saying for a moment.
"This one is golden." Qingqing stretched out her hand and pointed, and everyone looked in the direction of her fingertips, but they only saw the horse that was said to be gray or not, or yellow or not, and its whole body was covered with mud from vegetation that had not been washed for an unknown amount of time.
, where is the golden horse?
With a sound of "Coax--", bursts of loud laughter erupted from the dock in the early morning.
Unexpectedly, this young man looked up and down, looked at Qing Qing, and unexpectedly nodded, and said to everyone in a tone of disbelief: "This girl is right. We just found this horse."
When I was young, my whole body was really shiny and golden. Unfortunately, as I get older, I am no longer the material to be a thousand-mile horse - what good can a good-looking fur do?"
Hearing what the young man said, the noisy crowd just calmed down. There were even a few people covering their mouths and looking at Qing Qing with a snicker. I wonder if this girl who also knows how to read horses is going to set up a ring and smash it.
Into the young man's place?
But how could Qingqing know how to look at horses? He even learned how to ride a horse when he met Kong Yuechuan after going down the mountain. Seeing that the golden horse was almost starving, he used all his strength to look at Qingqing with his fiery eyes.
Completely wrapped up, Qing Qing finally made up his mind and asked the young man selling the horse:
"How to negotiate the price?"
The young man narrowed his eyes: "You can't ride such a horse. If the girl wants to eat horse meat, I will charge you a total of ten taels of silver. I will kill it for you here, so that the little girl will not take it back and see the blood.
,how?"
Speaking of ordinary things, a natural killing intent emerged from the eyes of the horse seller. Just hearing the three words "slaughtered", the golden horse whined in fright, shrank its hooves, and was already extremely thin.
The appearance of the body was wrapped into a wrinkled ball. Qingqing shook his head:
"I'll take it back and keep it."
"Keep it?" The young man thought that the price was very fair. If Qing Qing opened his counter-offer, the minimum price would be eighty taels of silver, no less. But who would have expected that the woman opposite actually rejected his offer to help slaughter the horse.
The young man couldn't help being slightly startled and opened his eyes wide, "How to raise it?"
"I don't know how to..." Qingqing was immediately stopped by the question and could only mutter, "I guess there is food and drink, as long as I don't starve to death."
This sentence turned the crowd into boiling water, and the pot exploded with a "boom"!
Several people looked at Qing Qing strangely. They saw that she was dressed in rags, with bulging elbows and waist. She looked like clothes picked up from someone else's house, and they didn't fit. She had been wearing them for the past three years.
, Qingqing has been wearing the few old clothes that An Ge had left behind. An Ge is much thinner than Qingqing, so Qingqing naturally looks shabby in what he wears.
Dressed like this, he must not be from a wealthy family. How can he have the spare money to raise a horse that cannot be ridden and does not eat meat?
After hesitating for a while, the young man smiled awkwardly and said: "Girl, this horse has been getting old for a long time. It's not like you can't see it... Even if you raise it well, it won't be able to ride it for a few years. Besides, while you're here, you can't ride it for a few years.
The horse still has some strength, so why not buy some horse meat and take it home early, lest the horse dies one day and the meat becomes sour..."
"I won't kill it." Qing Qing interrupted him suddenly, "Give me a price?"
With a sigh of "Alas", the young man heard what Qing Qing said, and had no choice but to say: "You can give it to me. If you don't eat meat, it won't be worth much money."
It wasn't until the young man's words fell that Qingqing realized as if she were waking up from a dream. There was no money left in her whole body! She, Linghu Qingqing, was still a dependent, and without her freedom, what else could she offer?
Buy this skinny horse? The air suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on this penniless woman with unknown origins.
After hesitating for a moment, Qingqing took out the white jade flute from his waist, placed it on the square table in front of him, and asked, "Is this okay?"
"Um..." The young man frowned, like a shriveled bitter melon, "Girl, our horse isn't worth anything, so there's no reason to price it like this, right? Who still lacks this kind of broken wooden stick now? What if it's gone?
We can go into the forest and chop a big basket of firewood ourselves!"
The people who gathered around were leaning forward and laughing one by one. As the sun gradually rose, more and more people were walking in the streets and alleys, and soon the narrow stone road was blocked by more than half. Qingqing bit his tongue.
Lip, suddenly raised his hand, raised the wooden flute, and struck it hard against the square table in front of him.
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In the eyes of everyone, the square table looked very solid. The young man was jumping up and down just now, but he didn't see the table legs swaying. Who would have thought that with the sound of "clang", as Qing Qing raised his flute, the wooden table actually changed from the normal position.
In the middle, a big crack opened.
Immediately, the corners of the table legs shattered to the ground with a "crash" and turned into several pieces of sawdust with unrecognizable shapes.
Even the young man included, the crowd watching the fun was stunned. Everyone's eyes were widened, and some people's lips moved, not knowing what to say. Qingqing took one end of the wooden flute and held it with the other end.
In the air, he handed it to the young man:
"How about this?"
The young man selling the horse swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously: "Dare you ask me, girl, where did this treasure come from..."
"Sell or not!"
"Sell!"
Hearing Qing Qing's decisive interruption, the young man quickly agreed. He couldn't wait to take the treasure and played with it up and down in his hands, as if he couldn't believe it, but a skinny horse with no strength could do it.
In exchange for such a rare thing.
The onlookers, whose eyes were gleaming, couldn't wait to gather around the young man in a circle and scrambled to grab it. They wanted to take a look and try it themselves to see what kind of treasure it was that was so powerful. Some people turned around from the crowd and asked Qingqing.
Roll your eyes:
I wonder if it was an heirloom from my ancestors or most of my life savings, but why did it fall into the hands of such a prodigal? The one who spent so generously even had to replace it with a bad horse!
But Qingqing ignored all these and took advantage of the crowd and hurriedly led the scrawny horse out of the crowd. Qingqing looked at it and shouted:
"Star!"
The golden horse didn't even care about the dirty dirt all over his body, and was anxious to rub it on Qingqing. They hadn't seen each other for more than three years. When the golden horse saw Qingqing, he was still affectionate as before, and couldn't wait to use his big rough tongue.
Licking the saliva all over Qingqing's face.
Qingqing couldn't even remember how he and his master took the horse to the foot of Lirong Mountain, but turned around and completely forgot about the golden horse. Speaking of which, at that time, human life was not a concern at all, so there was nothing left to spare.
Do you want to take care of this horse?
From this point of view, what Mr. Ruo said, that Lirong Mountain was burned to the point of being burned and no one survived, is not without other possibilities.
After Qingqing took the golden horse and wandered back to Tiankeju, he realized that something was wrong. The gate was quiet, and the disciples who were late in the morning on weekdays were coming and going, or stuffing stuff into their mouths.
Holding steamed buns for breakfast, or walking like flying, running faster than when Mr. was checking his internal strength.
I don’t know what happened today, but it seems like there was a holiday during the New Year. No, if it had been a holiday, those children would have been noisy and crazy. How could it be so peaceful?
After standing there and wondering for a long time, Qingqing tentatively stepped forward and knocked twice on the door. There was no sound of the door opening at all. Instead, he listened carefully and could hear a few small and steady breathings.
.
What are the people inside doing? Qingqing can't figure it out. Even if his running away is discovered, he can just come out and arrest him. What kind of trick is he hiding behind the door? Qingqing puts his hand on the door.
, took a deep breath, and suddenly pushed the door open with a "swish" sound.
The moment the door crack opened, a dazzling light pierced Qingqing's eyes. Qingqing had no time to think, and hurriedly took a few steps and jumped down the steps. Unexpectedly, the light followed closely and rushed out all the way.
Qingqing's eyes almost touched Qingqing's short eyelashes.
Qingqing opened his eyes wide and took a closer look - this was obviously a sharp axe, and it was about to split his head in half!
Just then he heard the movement inside the door. Qing Qing had already been on guard. He turned around and walked away from the big ax that was rushing out. When the ax came towards him, he stretched out his hand to touch it.
At the waist, a "Thousand Miles of Clouds Formation" will be placed across the body...
No, the fact that Bai Yuxiao was no longer with him was completely forgotten before he blinked.
Seeing that the sharp edge of the ax was about to hit her waist, if she didn't get out of the way, she would probably be killed in front of the front door of Tian's guest house. Holding her breath, Qingqing gritted her teeth.
Try to jump as high as you can -
Now that he was half a cripple with his meridians cut off and no skills, he could no longer perform as well as he did in the "Bi Zhen Qing Gong" before. Seeing that his toes were just an inch higher than the axe, Qingqing expected that he would never be able to jump again.
Then he kicked against the wall behind him. Qingqing felt a pain in the soles of his feet, and before he could take a breath, he jumped onto the thick axe.
Immediately, with the strength of the sinking, he grabbed both sides of the ax with both hands, not caring that his fingers were cut open by the sharp side, and only heard a "click" sound.
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Something suddenly broke, and a deep sound echoed in the air.
Only then did Qing Qing see clearly that the arm holding the ax was thicker than his calf. The "click" sound just now must have broken the man's wrist bone in a collision.
Looking closely, Qingqing felt that a burly figure he had never seen before blocked most of the sunlight in front of him. This man was bigger and taller than the men he had seen in the Northern Desert.
A circle. In terms of this body alone, among the people I have seen, only King Taming can compete with him.
It's just that this man's body is far from those strong and tight muscles. The fat on his belly is almost flowing to his calves. His chest is exposed, and the skin on his front and back is dazzlingly white under the sun.
This tall and mighty man swung the ax with great strength, and the wind around him made a whirring sound. Qing Qing dodged left and right, and saw that he was about to lose his strength, and the old wounds were not fully healed.
There was a dull pain, and blood oozed from the clothes again. Under the scorching light and shadow, from an unknown direction, a purple light flashed before Qingqing's eyes.
Without thinking, Qingqing grabbed the light and shadow in front of her and raised her hands to protect her.
Sure enough, when he heard a "clang" sound, the ax collided with something unknown. The temperature in the palm of his hand was still familiar and cold. Qingqing raised his head -
The thing above his head that he held in his hand was indeed the white jade flute left at the dock early in the morning!
Why did the wooden flute arrive here at this time? Qingqing had a question in his mind for a moment, but before he had time to think about it, he quickly turned around and let the forward-cutting ax rub against his back. Then he heard the force of the wind, and Bai Yu
He raised his hand with the flute and struck it squarely on the sharp edge of the axe.
The axe, which was bigger than the man's head, was silent for a moment, frozen in the air, and cracks quietly appeared on the surface of the axe. Then there was a "pop" sound, and the entire iron plate was shaken into small fragments the size of fingernails, roaring
They scattered and fell to the ground, like a rain of iron pieces.
"I don't believe it..." The man's face was facing away from the sun, and his distorted facial features were more and more clearly revealed. His red nose swelled like an old cow, and he gasped for breath and yelled: "I don't believe it. I'll kill him."
I can’t stand this Linghu demon girl!”
After that, he used great force and with an angry shout, he pulled out the door bolt of the door. The door bolt was more than ten feet thick. Because it locked the outermost door, it took the West Lake
Made of rare ancient bronze, this single door bolt weighed nearly a hundred pounds. The man was like a mad bull with red eyes, straightening up the door bolt and holding it to his side, shouting "Ah!" and ran towards Qing Qingli.
direction.
With the wooden flute in hand, Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little more at ease. Seeing that the force weighing a thousand kilograms was about to hit him all over, he first glanced at the "Lu Duan Rhino Elephant" and accidentally avoided the gathering weight.
Before the heavy door bolt could turn the corner, Qingqing's men immediately used the "peak rock fall". With the help of the big man's own strength, his own internal force gently triggered, and the behemoth collapsed into two halves.
, like a fragile wooden pole, suddenly broke.
"Interesting." Someone behind him clapped his hands, with a little smile hidden in his voice.
"What fun!" In the manic rage, the man seemed to be extremely angry and sad, and almost cried out, "This witch killed my brother, I will not avenge you today, and I swear I will not be a human being!"
This man is truly gifted with strength from God. Even though he was weakened by the roar, he was still able to hold up the broken door latch with both hands, assuming a life-and-death posture today, with red eyes.
If there is wind under your feet, you will rush to Qing Qing.
The more you are restrained by emotions, the more flaws will appear. People who have practiced martial arts to a certain extent in the martial arts world are well aware of the truth. Unfortunately, this ax man seems to have forgotten the taboo of competition long ago, and he has not yet waited.
When he exerted his strength, he saw Qingqing take a step sideways, and instead used the flute head to hit the door bolt, causing the bronze plate to rush in the original direction, much faster.
With a "bang", the door bolt plate, which was twice as wide as the man's body, suddenly hit the wall, causing the roof beams to sway and falling down a lot of sawdust and soil. With the force that had not dissipated during the collision, Qing Qing
Qing performed another "Crashing Waves and Thunderous Run" move, and skillfully drew out a "Nu" move. Pushing the incomplete door bolt, he immediately changed direction and ran towards the big man holding it.
Before the ax man could react, he realized belatedly that he was the one who was about to be smashed into a pulp by the door bolt!
At the critical moment, I suddenly heard a loud shout in the distance: "Stop!"
Then he hurriedly ran forward. I didn't know where the light strength came from, and he steadily opened the door bolt in front of the big man, causing the rare bronze plate to fall heavily to the ground and become a
It looked like it was falling apart. Then a woman's shrill voice sounded in Qingqing's ears: