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Chapter 115 A Good Horse with a Good Saddle (5)

Ling Zikai said, "How could this happen! Sis, what would your reaction be if you touched this saddle?"

"Not everyone will react when they touch it. According to my grandfather, only people with the blood of the Durunk clan will feel this kind of reaction. This is not only a warning to the clansmen who offend the saddle , At the same time, it is also a small punishment for the blasphemer. If it is not for us Durenke people, we will not be so lucky, and we will often be cursed unknowingly without any warning."

"But, I'm not from the Durenke tribe either, why was I warned?"

"Although you are not a member of our tribe, you have all been passed down by the ancestor gods. You are a new generation of shaman!"

"Since I am a shaman, I should be recognized by this saddle, why are you not allowed to touch it!"

Ling Zikai seemed to break the casserole and ask the end.

Du Juan was immediately stopped by the question, and was stunned for a long time, before he said a dumbfounding sentence: "I think it's probably because the god saddle didn't recognize your identity as a shaman for a while, which caused a misunderstanding! Or Say, it hasn't recognized you as master yet! Why don't you try again?"

Oolong incidents will happen to the omnipotent gods?
Although Ling Zikai is not very interested in the identity of the shaman, since this saddle is the exclusive item of the shaman in the past, why should I not be allowed to touch it when it is my turn to succeed me!
Ling Zikai began to defend himself confidently, and stretched out his hand to grab the saddle again.

Strange to say, when Ling Zikai grabbed the saddle again, the electric energy no longer appeared. On the contrary, when he injected a trace of ancestral god energy into the saddle, he immediately felt a gap between himself and the saddle. This kind of blending like milk and milk, this saddle seems to have become a part of its own body, inseparable.

What's going on here?Could it be that Du Juan really guessed it right? It was a misunderstanding before, but now he has recognized the master?
Ling Zikai couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

After taking the saddle out of the box, under the guidance of Du Juan, a pad made of an unknown animal was laid on the back of the white horse, then the saddle was put on, and the saddle belt was tied.Then he put a bridle on the white horse.

At the same time, Du Juan put another harness on the black-maned red horse.

When Ling Zikai looked at the white horse with the harness, he always felt a little awkward and nondescript.

"Sister, I think this white horse is not as beautiful as it was before with this saddle. Isn't the aesthetic sense of your ancestors of the Durunk clan too bad?"

Du Juan glanced at the white horse, and it was exactly as Ling Zikai said. After installing the yellow saddle eroded by the years on the back of the horse, which was originally white as snow, it was wearing a gorgeous dress with a beautiful little girl. Putting on an old short jacket outside, he suddenly became embarrassed.

"It shouldn't be! According to the descriptions handed down by the ancestors, after the shamans of the past generations sat on the saddle, they seemed to be sitting in the colorful rays of light. From a distance, it seemed that the messenger of the ancestor god descended from the sky on a divine horse. .Why don't you sit on it and try to see if there is any change?"

In order to verify the magic of the saddle, Ling Zikai turned over and sat on the white horse. After letting it walk around the yard, he asked, "Sister, did you find anything?"

Du Juan stood in the middle of the courtyard and shook his head at Ling Zikai.

It seems that the descriptions handed down by the ancestors of the Durunk tribe are just false rumors, in order to promote the mysterious identity of the shaman.

Thinking of this, Ling Zikai wanted to get off his horse.When I grasped the front saddle bridge with my hand, unintentionally, a trace of ancestor god energy flowed in the palm of my hand and injected it into the saddle bridge.

At this moment, Du Juan let out a scream: "I see a change, Zikai, look at that saddle!"

Hearing the sound, Ling Zikai looked down at the saddle sitting under his buttocks, and sure enough, he found that the fish scale pattern on the unknown leather cover wrapped around the saddle seemed to be alive.

what!
Ling Zikai immediately realized that the reason for the change in the saddle must be related to his infusion of the energy of the ancestor god.

In order to better observe the changes in the saddle, Ling Zikai increased the energy output.Sure enough, with the continuous injection of the ancestor god's energy, the fish scale patterns on the entire leather cover flowed more smoothly, as if countless fish were swimming non-stop.

It was evening at this time, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone in the courtyard. When it hit the holster on the saddle, it immediately reflected a burst of colorful light. From a distance, Ling Zikai riding on the horse really seemed to be bathed in colorful lights. In the glow.

Du Juan was dumbfounded, looking at Ling Zikai, he couldn't help feeling an urge to kneel on the ground and worship him.

Fortunately, at this moment, Ling Zikai stopped the energy input, and those flowing fish scale patterns also slowly stopped, no longer reflecting the colorful rays of light.

Ling Zikai jumped off the horse, and found that Du Juan was still immersed in the spirituality just now.

In fact, let alone Du Juan, even Ling Zikai was extremely shocked.

Since he got the inheritance of the ancestor gods, he has experienced too many miraculous events. Sometimes, even he himself doubts whether he is living in a dream world. After all, the various abilities bestowed on him by the inheritance of the ancestor gods are too mysterious, Bizarre and so far removed from real life.

Take what happened just now, can you explain it clearly with modern scientific theories?

Fortunately, the saddle will not change until it is injected with energy, otherwise he really wouldn't dare to equip the white horse with this saddle and appear in public.

Even if there are no strange changes, just looking at the appearance of the saddle, people will notice its extraordinary features. It seems that it needs to be modified and covered with an unobtrusive coat. OK.

It took a while for Du Juan to regain his composure, but he looked at Ling Zikai with a different emotion, which probably stemmed from the worship of the ancestor gods in his heart, so that he felt a little awe of Ling Zikai's identity as a shaman Feeling.

Ling Zikai disliked this kind of mood very much.

He faintly felt that the reason why Du Juan refused to accept his feelings was because of his taboo about his shaman status, besides his status as a sibling.

If it was really because of this reason, Ling Zikai would rather not have the inheritance of this ancestor god, but also want to be loved by Du Juan.

Seeing that it was getting late, Du Juan asked Ling Zikai to rest in the yard for a while, while she quickly went to the town to find some people and hired them to go to the forest farm tomorrow to help dig ginseng.

After waiting for a long time, Rhododendron came back and said that he had found ten people. They were all old mountain visitors who often went to the forest to release mountains. The ginseng under the forest should be fine.
Afterwards, the two rushed back to the forest farm with five horses.

When he returned to the forest farm, he unexpectedly found Zhang Hao's ball-like figure, squatting in the open space outside the wooden house, holding a large plate of fresh meat to feed the big white eagle and the young eagle.

After tying up the horses, Du Juan greeted Zhang Hao, and then got busy preparing dinner.

Before Ling Zikai could reach the wooden house, the big white eagle had already spotted him and chirped happily.The young eagle even flapped its little fleshy wings, and drew it up with staggering steps.

Ling Zikai grabbed the young eagle in the palm of his hand, injected a bit of energy into it, and then said to Zhang Hao: "Why did you come to the sea of ​​clouds so quickly, kid? Are you done with the licenses?"

After Zhang Hao picked up a piece of fresh meat from the plate and threw it to the big white eagle, he stood up and said, "How can it be so fast, you don't know, the state now has strict approval for beauty and health care products, even if I hit the old man It’s not easy to get through some barriers.”

"Then why did you come to the sea of ​​clouds instead of staring at Baishan!"

Zhang Hao smiled wryly and said, "I'm following the old man's imperial edict, I'm here to ask for your help!"

Hearing that it was Deputy Mayor Zhang who asked him for help, Ling Zikai asked curiously: "What made the dignified Deputy Mayor find trouble, and asked me, a commoner, for help!"

(End of this chapter)