Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 35: The Black Donkey, No One Dare to Ride
The eight horses are very divine. Among them, one of them appeared in the world, at least it was the level of Wang Tingzan, who was given to the idiot, so eight horses were given.
The luxury.
However, in fact, the pupae is very tattered. The holes on both sides do not know who made a few dead woods blocked.
Then, then
However, this is not the point. The donkey on the 的 is the focus. The donkey's body is not large, the body is black, only a piece of white mouth, lazily lying on the cricket, the four hoofs are silly like a wooden stick to face.
The sky is in the sky.
A basket of clear yellow fruit, can't recognize what originally, is chewing a black donkey's mouth, listening to the sound of crispy slurry, it should be rich in slurry.
In the wild swamps, there are tens of thousands of or even more horses composed of Mustang. This is already a very shocking thing.
Sitting on the same time, eating fruits lazily, whoever looks at it, will feel that it is a monster.
Ning Que knows that this black donkey is not a monster, because he is used to this kind of faction in the mountains of the college. Whether it is an old ox, a big white goose or a big black horse, it is this. Assuming that the black donkey on the 辇
I am coquettish, so he has lived with the monsters for many years.
When he saw the black donkey on the first glance, he guessed the origin of the black donkey.
In the back mountain of the academy, on the top floor of the red sleeve, at the bottom of Daming Lake, from the second brother, from Aunt Jian, from many people, whenever he heard the story of the uncle, he can always listen to the little black donkey
Then, then
After listening to it, it is naturally familiar. Although he has never seen a little black donkey, he has always had its position. Where would he be scared, only the excitement of unshakable, jumped out of the carriage and rushed to the broken.
Before coming to the puppet, Ning Que noticed that the fur on the black donkey was not very smooth, and some places had fallen off. Looking at the alopecia areata a little ugly, I couldn't help but stun, and then I couldn't feel sentimental.
Decades ago, Uncle Xiaobu left the college riding a small black donkey, entered Changan, and then walked around the world with a black donkey. He went to the Wasteen Temple.
The legendary story happened, but after decades, although the little black donkey was still alive, it was still old.
Now it is not a little black donkey. It is the old black donkey.
Several strong wild horses came around from behind, stopped in front of Ning Que, covering his sight.
Ning Que jumped up and shouted at his hoe: "I am from the academy! I am from the academy!"
The old black donkey leaned against the back, chewing the fruit with nourishment.
Ning Que thought that even if it could hear people, it was impossible to believe that they just shouted a few words. It made it believe that it was the college, and I couldn't help but feel that it was stupid.
The heart was slightly moved, and the suspended crystal liquid in his body slowly rotated slowly, the pure and extremely vast anger, slowly poured into his arm, and then dispersed along his finger to the air.
A very strong and powerful atmosphere. Suddenly appeared next to the broken.
Black donkey continued to chew the fruit, and still ignored it would rather be unburdeded. I thought about it, if it hadn't been discovered that you were a disciple of the academy, I would like to save you to do it?
Hao Ran was so embarrassed that it was really shameful. It seems that the academy is really not as good as a generation.
Ning Que did not understand why the Black Donkey did not respond, but understood the mockery on his face, and thought about it. It really deserved to be the uncle's donkey.
The big dark horse stared at the direction of the broken eyes.
It has been confused with the old scalper in the back mountain in the back of the academy for a long time. How can I not know the truth of the black donkey? At this time, looking at the expression of Ning Que, I guessed that the donkey was the donkey.
I was anxious and scared, thinking about it, after all, I still had the courage and walked over.
The eight gods that were unusual, seeing it looked down, and felt that this guy was too sneaky, Zhuang Su's hissing sound, very serious warnings.
The big dark horse was scared by this serious hiss, and it was almost knelt down.
Black donkey was unwilling to take Li Ning Que, but obviously had some interest in the big dark horse. He called twice and signaled that the eight horses were their own nephews. Let it come over.
The big dark horse trembled his legs, and he moved to the front of the pupae, and he stretched his horse's head into the pupae very humblely and carefully. He gently stretched the black donkey's round belly, stretched out his tongue and licked it.
At the back mountain of the academy, it was bullied by the big white goose called the wooden fish. It was thought that the white goose was just a brother. If the donkey was regarded as an uncle, he might have to clean up himself.
The black donkey snorted twice, seemed very satisfied, very comfortable, and then patted the basket beside him with a clumsy manner, signaled that the big dark horse took it, just like the elders gave children snacks.
The big dark horse understands the meaning, a ruthlessness, but dare not take it more, he took one with his mouth very much, and then bowed his head to express his most sincere respect and gratitude.
Talent left, and returned to the carriage to start chewing beautifully.
Black donkey looked at its stupid and shameless appearance, couldn't help shaking his head, and sighed lightly, and then looked at Ning Que, thinking that the man yesterday in the swamp and the shameless Taoist aunt fight yesterday.
I looked stupid, shook my head again, and called it, and it seemed very disappointed.
Ning Que was a little embarrassed. I thought that the combination of it and the big black horse. Compared with the combination of the uncle and the little black donkey at that time, it really looks a bit shameful in terms of temperament and strength.
Black donkey groaned twice, and the eight horses in front of the ravioli raised their heads to leave.
When Ning Que wanted to speak, the black crows parked on the black carriage finally couldn't help but screamed with Gaga, and it seemed very happy.
Black donkey was furious, thinking about whether you were Pluto or the broken crow turned out to be. I dared to learn my call. It was too respectful. I called twice again.
Those black crows did not exist in essence. It was not possible to kill them regardless of the arrows or symbols, but at this time listening to the black donkey screaming, they suddenly felt stunned and dared not dare to speak in horror again.
Then, then
Looking at the broken and moving break, Ning Que followed two steps and shouted: "It's rare to meet. I always say two more words. I want to be regarded as a disciple of the uncle.
People will, make sense, his legacy is mine, you have to be like this, I can not be polite to you. "
Black donkeys are bare -belly, facing Haotian, leisurely, unreasonable at all.
Ignore is the greatest humiliation.
Ning Que became more embarrassed and said, "How to find you in the future?"
Black donkey still has no response.
Ning Que said again: "Don't you want to go back to the academy to see? The master is still alive, and the old ox is still alive.
The black donkey was hesitant, turning his head to look at Ning Que, and after silence, his lips were exposed, and he was full of white teeth, as if he was laughing, and then called back, retracted back to the left front leg, and pointed to the north with his right front leg.
The Mustang Group, who was resting on the meadow, listened to the donkey, and raised his head without hesitation, abandoned the first tender grass that was eaten for more than ten days, gathered into a group, and started running.
For a while, the smoke and dust, the sound of the hoofs, countless horses, covered the entire wasteland, and started to move at high speed. There was no confusion. It seemed very disciplined, but it was like an army.
Previously, Ning Que looked at the black donkey's hoof and stretched a hoof, and felt very funny. At this time, watching the shocking picture of Wanma's Pentium, suddenly felt that the black donkey was like a majestic and inviolable famous general.
In the right hand, the goal of the thousand troops and thousands of horses of the Majesty.
The Mustang Qun went away, and the smoke and dust gradually fell. Ning Que stood on the meadow, watching the black spots under the mountains in the distance, watching the looming break, silent and speechless.
After a long time, he said to himself: "I will never eat donkey meat again in the future."
Ning Que vaguely wanted to understand that the black donkey was the leader of Mustang Group. Over the years, he has led tens of thousands of steeds to walk through the two ends of the swamp and Hanyuan in the north.
Any place where any shepherds can go, and the cavalry cannot be discharged, it is their free world, the real path in the legend of herdsmen, perhaps in the past few decades, Mustang Group has been stepped on in the overgrown mud ponds.
As for a bloody battle with Ye Hongyu, he was about to divide and die, and it was most likely when he was going to die. Black donkey took the Mustang Qunyou just through that ...
Naturally, the black donkey wants to save himself, and leaves the swamp with himself.
"It's just why is it eight horses dragged? What are you particular about this?"
He looked at the Mustang group that moved in the distance and asked subconsciously.
Sang Sang put his small face between the windows, looking at the horse group that raised the sky in the distance, and said, "Is it when the uncle was drinking and drinking the order in the past, and I like eight horses?"
"Maybe?"
Ning Que went to the carriage and looked back at the farther and farther Mustang group. I thought that Uncle Xiao was pursuing freedom in his life. The black donkey lived in this life now. Why bother it to be sentimental?
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Tian Cang Cang, the wild is vast, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep.
Nowadays, when Fang Jinchun, the grass is not high. When the wind is blowing, the grass will bounce up slightly, and when the grass branches stand, there is no way to block the sheep scattered like the meadow.
The black carriage left the moon wheel, crossed the mud pond swamp, and finally came to the wasteland where the Golden account king court was located.
Golden Account King Ting is a country that is about to be forgotten by the Central Plains. Except for the Tang people.
Ning Que was in Weicheng. It belonged to the northern border army of Datang. He has been fighting firewood in Combi Lake for many years.
Black carriages are silently through the scarce meadow.
Like a black cloud.
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Nympho
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