Fu Ningdie was walking sickly on the foothills, and the shrubs and bushes on both sides always annoyingly blocked her path and hooked her backpack.
The further she walked, the more annoyed she became. In the end, she simply threw the things away, and her little figure sat on the roadside and began to sulk.
Hong Wending had superb ear skills and heard the noise behind him. He gradually slowed down and turned to Ningdie.
"Junior sister Ningdie, if you don't hurry up, you won't be able to chop down ten bundles of firewood."
Fu Ningdie covered her ears and shook her head.
"Don't bother me! I can't stand this anymore!"
Hong Xiguan's nurturing spirit is the same as that of his father. He is never disturbed and misled by the other party's emotional expression, and he always points out the key to the problem to the point.
"Then why don't you leave? My mother-in-law and my father can send you back."
Fu Ningdie was so angry that she couldn't let it out. When she heard these words, she became discouraged. Tears instantly filled her eyes and she stubbornly raised her head to prevent the tears from flowing down.
"I...I don't want you to worry about it! Also, don't call me this annoying name! I don't call it this name!"
Hong Wending put his hands behind his back and picked up dry branches nearby. In autumn and winter, as long as there is no rain and dew, these dry trees are good firewood.
Fu Ningdie shed tears for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Hey, aren't you going to comfort me?"
Official Hong Xi didn't even raise his head, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "My father said that when a woman is angry, she is just like a drunk person. As long as she wakes up, she will be fine."
Fu Ningdie said angrily: "What do you mean just wake up! Do you think I'm making trouble unreasonably?"
Hong Wending stepped on a tree trunk, flew forward and broke a dead branch. After his feet landed on the ground, he made no sound. He showed considerable attainments in Qinggong, so much so that Jiang Wen couldn't find a weak point to teach him.
"I just remembered a rumor. When it gets dark on this Dawang Peak, big-haired men will come out to arrest people and tie them deep into the nest without a trace. I am going to go to Tianjian Pond to fetch water first. You can follow after you have rested. "
Fu Ningdie's scowl suddenly stopped, and she opened her mouth to ask, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the deep trees beside the stone steps.
After Hong Wending said this, she began to feel a larger-than-normal shadow swaying in the woods, slowly approaching her location...
A cold feeling passed through her heart. She quickly put on her backpack and chased Hong Wending, who was about to be out of sight, as she turned around the col.
"Wait...wait for me, I didn't say I wouldn't do it..."
She said aggrievedly, "Why do you trust that bad master so much? I feel like he is just a charlatan who cheats and deceives."
Hong Wending's tiger-headed look was in sharp contrast to his calm tone. He sighed like an adult: "Hey, I can't tell you."
"You must speak clearly!"
Fu Ningdie was not polite, and chased after her with her hands on her hips, following behind and pestering her endlessly.
"Let's put it this way, if the master is a liar, why do the world and the people in the world respect him so much, and thank him one benefactor after another at the foot of the King's Peak?"
Fu Ningdie rolled her eyes: "There is only one possibility, that is, he deceived them all!"
Hong Wending tilted his head and said: "Since he can deceive so many people, why can't he deceive you alone? Are you the only one who is smart and has a sharp eye?"
Fu Ningdie was speechless for a moment, but she still sniffed and continued to say stiffly: "This possibility cannot be ruled out..."
The two children just chatted like this, and walked all the way back to Tianjian Pond from Zhang Xianyan at the Wuyi Mountain Gate. They put down the bundles of firewood and prepared to put the water in the pond into barrels and put it into a large water tank.
But when they came to Susukian by Tianjian Pond, they saw a person suddenly walking out of the simple wooden house.
This wooden house is located on the edge of Han Pond, and it has a sign specifically called "Humble House" - you can tell from the miserable appearance of it being drafty on all sides, there is no humility in this title.
The man who came out was thin, with silver hair, and a face full of wrinkles. He moved slowly, as if he had some inconvenience in his legs and feet. The old man led the horse out with narrowed eyes, and happened to bump into the two children.
"You are... the leader's new disciples, right?"
The old man holding the horse smiled, his eyebrows narrowed even more, giving people a cautious and restrained feeling.
"That's right, who are you, Mr. Hong?" Hong Wending asked.
"Just call me Lao Ye. I'm a horseman from the Wuyi sect. I usually take care of the teahouse at the foot of the mountain. I just happened to go to town to nail horseshoes on this trip. I didn't expect that there would be new people on the mountain."
The old man looked at the child with a smile and patted the former's tall horse.
This horse looks particularly majestic, with fluffy mane, strong hooves, and faintly visible muscle lines. It looks like a majestic horse at first glance. A good horse like this would cost hundreds of taels of silver in the horse market in the north, and it is even rarer in the south.
The tall horse was almost as tall as the wooden house, with a fluffy mane covering its face, thick hooves, a flat belly, and a high and hanging tail. It stood there like a wild beast. It reminded Ningdie of the legend of the big-haired man who caught people, and secretly He retreated behind Hong Wending.
The well-informed Fu Ningdie suspected that its temper was as unfriendly as other horses, so she whispered.
"Grandpa Ye, can you tame this horse?"
The groom, Lao Ye, smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, this horse is very docile. If you don't believe it, look at it -"
Lao Ye stretched out his hand and brushed away the horse's forehead hair, revealing its long face hidden under the mane, revealing its eyes like hanging bells...
(◍•͈⌔•͈◍)!
"It seems to like you very much."
Lao Ye patted the horse's head with a generous hand and said cheerfully.
Before he finished speaking, the horse jumped forward and moved its front hooves, approaching Ningdie, and waited proudly for the other party to smooth its mane.
Fu Ningdie was stunned by this move. Before she could react, the horse took the initiative to rub its head against Ningdie's face and licked him with its rough tongue.
"Haha... so itchy..."
After Ningdie reacted, she finally hugged Ma's head and started making out, but it was Hong Wending and Lao Ye who said.
"Grandpa Ye, this horse's expression...isn't it a little too vivid?"
The horseman Lao Ye smiled and nodded: "Headmaster Jiang said the same thing when he saw it. This horse was fostered here by a friend of the headmaster. It usually runs in the mountains and walks around. It's a good thing to get close to people. .”
The shaggy horse and Fu Ningdie hit it off immediately, and they deliberately lay down, hoping to get the other person to climb onto his saddle and take her for a walk. As a result, Fu Ningdie was only six or seven years old, and she couldn't climb up even after climbing for a long time.
In a fit of anger, Fu Ningdie picked up some stones from the roadside and arranged them into a square shape. She used the light steps of a swallow to step over the eaves. She stepped on the stones and gradually took advantage of them. When she was close to the saddle, she suddenly jumped up. After jumping as high as his body, he finally jumped onto the horse lying on the ground.
"drive!"
Ningdie grabbed the reins vigorously, imitating the posture of an adult riding a horse, but her short legs couldn't reach the stirrups at all. She swayed slightly while riding the horse, then hurriedly lay down on the saddle and tightly grasped the saddle. Don't dare to get up.
The horse seemed to be aware of the situation, tapping its hooves and walking along the mountain road, deliberately controlling its speed and stability.
"This horse is so smart!"
Hong Wending nodded and praised.
The horseman Lao Ye said cheerfully, "Yes, this horse is good at everything, except that it snores like thunder. The master originally raised it on Tongtian Rock, and the thatch on the roofs of several rooms was almost knocked off. Settled here.”
Ningdie rode the horse, and Hong Wending followed Lao Ye back to Tongtian Rock.
As soon as I went back, I saw the small stone soaking in a tank of water, with firewood set up underneath and burning continuously. While it was cooking here, Xiao Shitou picked up the condiments next to it, peeled them and added them to the water...
