Song Yuanhuanzhi

Song Huan touched his beloved horse, Xiaolu, and looked at the back that had gradually gone away.

Is an honest man.

Song Huan turned around and took Xiaolu back to the original inn where he stayed, asking Xiaoer to take good care of Xiaolu, take a day off today, and leave tomorrow.

There is nothing wrong with the extra day.

Song Huan tidied up his mood and asked the younger brother, and went directly to the most lively place. Anyway, he came here, so he recorded all the local specialties, and sent them back when the time came, in case they needed them. Woolen cloth.

The next day, the sky was bright and the air was clear, and the wind cleared the bamboo forest.

Song Huan left the room, took Xiaolu and walked out of the city slowly.

After walking for more than an hour, Xiaolu suddenly saw a small stream beside the road, and Xiaolu was unwilling to go, so she stopped and hissed.

Anyway, Song Huan has been with it for so long, and knows a lot about it. In summary, the horse given by this nobleman is also a noble horse.

Have a personality and a temper.

How far she can go in a day depends entirely on Brother Little Green's mood.

Song Huan patted the horse's back and said, "Okay, okay, I'll take off all the baggage, please be patient..."

Little Green: "咴咴". (hurry up!)
Song Huan: "..."

Song Huan resignedly took down the bundle and piled it on the grass. After Song Huan went to wash his hands next to Xiaolu, he sat next to the luggage and looked at the expensive horse in a daze. Its four hooves were submerged in the water and it was there alone. It was a joy to play.

After Xiaolu had a good time, Song Huan had already finished his lunch and was taking a nap.

Song Huan was woken up by the little green arch, she looked at the little green who was close at hand, and seeing its expression at this time, she knew that it was signaling to her that she could go on her way.

Song Huan looked at Xiaolu's wet back and said, "Why don't you go eat some more?"

Xiaolu stared, "???"

It's rare for this human being not to rush himself on his way?

Xiaolu lowered her head and nodded a little.

After Song Huan knew what Xiaolu meant, he took a deep breath, let it out slowly, stood up slowly, and put the burden on its back.

Having such a small partner is really...

Well, Buddhism is fine.

After Song Huan got on the horse, Xiaolu started to run with two whimpers.

Song Huan tightened his grip on the horse's belly, held the leash tightly in his hands, and tried his best to match Xiaolu's rhythm.

After driving all afternoon, Xiaolu's excitement was over, so Song Huan could only take Xiaolu to the ruined temple on the mountain.

From a distance, Song Huan saw fireworks coming from the ruined temple, and there were probably people like Song Huan who couldn't find a place to stay in the village.

At the gate of the ruined temple, Song Ying met an acquaintance, but his face was bruised and purple.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Song Huan asked.

The person opposite still had an impression of Song Huan. Hearing what Song Huan said, he unconsciously touched his face with his hand. He had no other emotion on his face and said, "It's okay, I fell down."

"How did the little brother appear here?" the man asked.

Song Huan said: "I travel everywhere, no matter where I am."

Song Huan is very grateful to this person. If it were someone else, he would either be greedy for Xiaolu, or sell Xiaolu unknowingly. By the time she finds it, it will be too late. After all, Xiaolu can still be sold at a pretty good price. .

Song Huan stretched his hand into the bag, and said, "I have medicinal wine for bruises. You can try it, and the effect is quite good. By the way, my name is Song Huan. I don't know what to call my brother?"

"I'm Bai Sheng, thank you Brother Song, we met by chance, we've already paid off for what happened last time, you won't get rewarded for nothing, I can't use your medicinal wine." Bai Sheng went out after finishing speaking.

It was still daylight, and he had to rush to gather more firewood, otherwise it would be unsafe at night.

Song Huan looked at Bai Sheng who was going away.

The little green next to him made a whining sound at this time, and Song Huan looked into its big eyes and said, "Why, what's so funny."

Xiaolu bit her own leash in her mouth, led herself, and walked directly into the temple with her own dignified steps, looking left and right, as if she was looking for a place suitable for her to live in.

Seeing this, Song Huan laughed, and went straight in to take Xiaolu to the other side, but Xiaolu was still not happy.

Song Huan touched Xiaolu, and persuaded: "That place belongs to Bai Sheng, why are you robbing his place, he took good care of you for a few days anyway! You have no conscience!"

Little Green: "Bah, bah."

After tidying up briefly, Song Huan said directly to Xiaolu: "I'll go out for a while, you stay here by yourself and don't run around!"

Xiaolu: "Hey, hey." (Whispering)

There are traces of people's activities near the ruined temple. It is obvious that the ruined temple has become the foothold of most people.The firewood has been collected almost, and if you want to collect more, you have to go further into the mountains.

Now that the weather is not cold, she doesn't need to take risks for some firewood. Song Huan went back after collecting enough firewood for cooking.

After Song Huan entered the ruined temple, he saw another person inside.

This man was dressed in cassock and was a monk. He looked about 40 or [-] years old.

Seeing that his eyes were closed, Song Huan didn't bother him.

Song Huan went to Xiaolu's side and lit the fire.

She put a small earthen pot on a small stove stacked with stones, so that the firepower was more concentrated.

Song Huan grabbed a few handfuls of rice and poured in the water from the water bag, ready to cook the porridge.

Song Huan looked at the flames swayed by the wind blowing from all directions, and looked outside the door from time to time.

Why hasn't Bai Sheng come back yet?

Could it be going into the mountains?

When Song Huan looked away, his eyes fell on the monk by the way.

She will come for a quarter of an hour, this monk is really capable, he doesn't move at all.

The monk seemed to feel Song Huan's muttering, and he gradually opened his eyes.

Because he was facing the temple gate, he opened his eyes and landed directly on the big tree outside the gate.

The monk said, "The benefactor has something on his mind."

Song Huan was adding firewood, when she heard this sound suddenly, she was so frightened that she fell to the ground, she was afraid of nothing but A Piao.

The monk looked at Song Huan, clasped his hands together and bowed his head slightly towards Song Huan, apologizing, "It was the poor monk who was rude, don't blame the little benefactor."

Song Huan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's better to remind others before you speak out next time."

The monk lowered his eyes and asked a question, "If you don't make a sound, how can you remind me?"

Song Huan: "...For example, coughing and so on are all fine!"

The monk nodded: "The poor monk will remember the words of the little benefactor."

Song Huan kept patting his chest and nodding.

Just remember, just remember.

The monk coughed.

Song Huan: "..."

The monk then said: "The little benefactor has been staring at the door just now, but because of another benefactor?"

Song Huan looked at the monk in surprise, and said, "You know all of this?"

The monk pointed to Mars and some odds and ends in another direction, and Song Huan said, "Then how are you sure it's a person?"

After Song Huan finished asking, he realized that this was not the key point, and continued to ask: "He is ahead of me, and it's getting late. I'm afraid that something might happen to him."

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