Rise From the Humble

During the Laba Festival, everyone celebrates together, and a single horse goes out to the river.

It was the first time for the black horse to go on a long journey. In the cold wind, it ran all the way with its hooves in a unique spirit. The black hair on its forehead that covered the eyes was swaying in the wind.

The long country road stretches forward little by little under the hooves of the horses.

"Hey, Zhu Pingan, why are you sneaking away? Geez, you look like a lost dog."

At the fork in the road not far from the village, Li Shu, dressed in a red cloak, appeared quietly on horseback. Her clothes were fluttering, her delicate and pretty face was slightly raised, and her big watery eyes looked at Zhu Ping'an teasingly, with an eerie look on her face. .

Behind him was Baozi's little maid Hua'er, holding her skirt and panting as she chased after her young lady.

"Why are you sneaking around in broad daylight? You, are you here to see me off?" Zhu Ping'an stopped killing the dark horse, looked at the sinister girl Li Shu, and raised his lips in slight surprise and asked.

"What a beautiful thought. Who gave it to you? I was here to walk my horse. I saw a toad lying on the back of the horse from a distance, bouncing around. I thought it looked familiar, so I came to take a look."

The sinister girl Li Shu rolled her eyes disdainfully, denied it, and said.

"Toad? Haha, are you wishing me victory in the Toad Palace?" Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly and smiled.

"You are so shameless. You even won the title of Toad Palace. I see you sneaking away in a dejected manner. You are obviously afraid that you will fail the exam and be laughed at by the villagers. The capital is a gathering of talented people from all over the world. You, a toad, want to compete with the talented people in the world. I see that when you leave the capital, you will probably have to sneak away in a dejected manner."

Li Shu, a sinister girl, had a pair of big black and shiny eyes, staring at Zhu Ping'an, and her red lips were also full of sneer.

"Then just wait and see."

Zhu Ping'an killed Matt's dark horse with one shot. Set out again to take the exam.

At the fork in the road, the sinister girl Li Shu kept watching Zhu Pingan's figure disappear into the distance. Then he turned around and led Baozi's little maid back to Shanghe Village.

backer town

As soon as I hear the name, I know that the town is close to the mountain. It is a small town at the foot of the mountain. Because it is close to the foot of the mountain, the transportation is not very convenient. The villages near the foot of the mountain have winding mountain roads, and the mountain roads are also rugged. There are many There are gravel slopes on the road, and even the mountain roads in some places are still in a primitive state, making it impossible for two people to walk side by side.

The dark horse of Sha Ma Ma had just left home and was full of energy. At noon, he had already passed through the mountain town of Qingshan. After passing five or six villages, we rested at the foot of a mountain with a stream.

Zhu Ping'an temporarily removed the things from the horse's back, tied the horse to a tree trunk, and let the black horse rest and eat hay. Zhu Ping'an himself also found a sheltered place from the wind, leaned against a stone, took out the pancakes baked by his mother Chen from the bag, and ate them with pickled vegetables.

The sunshine is not very good, and dark clouds are approaching. The river here is covered with hay, and in the distance there is a shepherd boy leading a big yellow dog, driving the sheep home for lunch. The big yellow dog barked happily behind the sheep. Those sheep that had eaten enough withered grass shook their bellies and followed their little masters home contentedly on this cold winter land.

Had two pancakes. Zhu Ping'an waited for the black horse to eat some hay, then put the things on the horse again and set off for the exam again.

It's winter time. The small stones on the road were frozen to a crisp, and the black horse stepped on them with its horseshoe hooves. The small stone shattered with a crisp sound. Then. As if he had discovered something interesting, the dark horse Sha Matt walked specifically to places with gravels just to hear the noise. Zhu Ping'an on the horse was knocked over by the brainless dark horse Kill Matt. .

As a result, Zhu Ping'an pulled the reins several times to change the bad habits of the brainless horse Sha Matt.

It was the first time he really went out alone. He arranged the itinerary entirely by himself. With little experience and no understanding of the road conditions and the road ahead, Zhu Pingan missed a mountain village in the evening, and then rode his horse for seven or eight miles into the desert. Not a single village in sight.

Before I knew it, the setting sun had set into the Western Mountains, burning the mountain ridges as red as fire, and the dark clouds also changed color.

Looking around, there are many mountains, and there is no trace of life. There is only a mountain road spreading forward and disappearing into the distance.

Sha Ma and Dark Horse were also tired, and they had no strength to rush, and their speed also slowed down a lot. This made Zhu Pingan give up the plan of returning to the village behind Bali.

Zhu Pingan was riding on the horse and looked around. There were many mountains. Just when Zhu Pingan was disappointed, he saw what seemed to be a small house at the foot of the mountain about fifty meters away on the left side of the mountain road. He got off the horse and led Sha Matt. The black horse went down the mountain road and headed towards the small house along an almost invisible path.

As we get closer, we can see that this house seems to be a simple house for hunters in the mountains to rest temporarily. It is made of wood and thatch as the main materials. It seems to be somewhat similar to the shanty that was hijacked by the demon Ruonan on the way to Tong Sheng's trial, but this one seems to be better. .

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Zhu Pingan was outside the door, holding his hands and asking loudly.

No one answered. Zhu Pingan asked loudly three more times, but still no one answered. It is estimated that no one has lived in this shanty for a while, and it is estimated that Orion hunters don't come here often.

Zhu Ping'an led the black horse to the door, opened the latch and pushed the door open. It was still clean inside, but it seemed that no one had lived in it for a while.

Zhu Ping'an led the black horse into the shed and tied it to the pillar. Then he took the things off the horse and placed them on the bed made of straw in the shed. Then Zhu Ping'an found a sickle in the shack, took it out of the shack, cut some hay around with the sickle, and carried it to the shack to serve as fodder for killing Matt's black horse. He hugged it three times.

The living utensils in the shack were quite complete, including an iron pot with a hanging ring and firewood, rice, oil and salt. Zhu Pingan borrowed it temporarily, picked up some firewood and hay from outside, and took the iron pot to the creek not far behind the house. He broke open the ice with a stone, washed the iron pot with stream water, and then filled an iron pot with cold stream water and carried it into the shanty.

Rice, fire, cooking, scones.

The fragrant millet porridge and the cucumber side dishes pickled by mother Chen are a real pleasure after a day of running around. After eating and drinking enough, he poured the remaining millet porridge into a basin, then brought it to Shamate Black Horse, asking him to drink some hot water.

After that, Zhu Pingan tidied the bed again, covered it with thick straw, then spread the bedding he brought on the straw, and then closed the shed door from the inside.

After running around for a day, even though I was riding a horse, I was still very tired. Fortunately, my mother, Mrs. Chen, had made rabbit fur padding for the saddle, so that my legs would not be worn out.

However, he was exhausted, and Zhu Pingan did not rest immediately. Instead, as usual, he prepared to read for a while before going to bed.

A fire was lit in the shack, and thick and thin wood was mixed in. The flames burned brightly, providing both lighting and warmth.

Zhu Ping'an sat in front of the fire, holding a volume in his hand, and read with interest by the light of the fire. The firewood made a crackling sound, and the warm temperature hit him. Zhu Pingan snorted in comfort, changed into a comfortable posture, and continued reading.

After adding firewood twice, Zhu Pingan put away the books and prepared to rest. He moved the straw and firewood far away from the fire to eliminate potential safety hazards before going to bed.

Lying on the bed, facing the window, you can have an unobstructed view of the window.

The crescent moon highlights the faint floating clouds, which easily reminds people of their parents and brothers in their hometown. They were speechless all night and gradually fell asleep.