The eight horses were all very handsome. Any one of them was at least as good as the white horse that Chanyu of the Left King's Palace had given to the Flower Addict years ago. One could imagine how luxurious the sedan must be to have eight horses pulling it.
However, the truth was that the carriage was very shabby. The holes on both sides had been blocked by a few pieces of dead wood, and even if they were successfully repaired, the embroidered cushions on the carriage had long since rotted. No matter how one looked at it, it looked like it had been picked out from a garbage dump.
But this was not the point. The point was the donkey on the sedan. The donkey was not big and was completely black except for its mouth. It was lying lazily on the sedan with its four hooves pointing to the sky like wooden sticks.
There was a basket of yellow fruits on the sedan. The black donkey was chewing one in its mouth. Judging from the crisp sound of juice, it should be rich in juice.
In a desolate and uninhabited swamp, there was actually a herd of tens of thousands of wild horses. This was already a very shocking thing, but the one commanding this herd of wild horses was actually a donkey. Furthermore, this donkey was sitting on the chariot like a human, lazily eating fruit. Anyone who saw it would think that it was a monster.
Ning Que knew that the black donkey was not a monster because he was used to seeing such behavior in the back of the mountain of the Academy. Whether it was the old yellow bull, the big white goose or his big black horse, they were all like this. If the black donkey on the sedan was really a monster, then he had lived with monsters for many years.
When he first saw the black donkey on the chariot, he had already guessed its origins.
In the back of the mountain of the Academy, on the top floor of the House of Red Sleeves, at the bottom of Daming Lake, from Second Brother, Aunt Jian and many others, whenever he heard stories about Youngest Uncle, he would always hear people mention the little black donkey.
He became familiar with it after hearing so many stories. Although he had never seen the little black donkey, it had always occupied a place in his heart. He was not afraid at all. He only could not suppress his excitement. He jumped off the carriage and rushed to the shabby sedan.
It was only when Ning Que came to the front of the chariot that he noticed that the black donkey's fur was not very smooth. Some parts of it had already fallen off, making it look like a bald spot. He could not help but be stunned and then felt sad.
Decades ago, Youngest Uncle rode the little black donkey out of the Academy and entered Chang 'an. Then, he rode the black donkey to travel the world. He went to the Lanke Temple, entered the Wilderness, and went to the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine. The little black donkey witnessed countless legends in the cultivation world. However, decades later, even though the little black donkey was still alive, it was still old.
It was no longer a little black donkey, but an old black donkey.
Several strong wild horses came from the back of the sedan and blocked Ning Que's view.
Ning Que jumped up and waved at the sedan, shouting, "I'm from the Academy! I'm from the academy! "
The old black donkey leaned against the back of the chariot and chewed on his fruit with a lazy expression. He didn't care at all.
Ning Que thought that even if the donkey could understand human language, it would not believe that he was from the Academy with just a few words. He could not help but feel that he was stupid.
With a slight thought, the crystal liquid floating in the depths of his body rotated slowly. The pure Great Spirit slowly poured into his arm and then dissipated into the air along his fingers.
A strong and determined aura suddenly appeared beside the shabby sedan.
The black donkey continued chewing on his fruit and still ignored Ning Que. It thought mockingly that if it had not discovered that Ning Que was a disciple of the Academy, why would it waste so much effort to save him? It could not even understand this and actually used the Great Spirit to perform like an idiot. How embarrassing. It seemed that the Academy was getting worse with each generation.
Ning Que did not understand why the black donkey did not respond, but he understood the mocking expression on its face. He sighed and thought that it was indeed Youngest Uncle's donkey. It was actually so proud and arrogant.
The big black horse stared in the direction of the shabby sedan with its round eyes.
It had spent a long time with the old yellow ox in the back of the mountain of the Academy. How could it not know about the black donkey? Looking at Ning Que's expression, it guessed that this was the black donkey. It could not help but feel shocked and uneasy. After thinking about it for a long time, it finally plucked up its courage and walked over.
The eight extraordinarily handsome wild horses saw the way it walked over with its head lowered and felt that it was too sneaky. They neighed solemnly and issued a stern warning.
The big black horse was so frightened by the stern neigh that its front legs turned to jelly and it almost knelt down.
The black donkey did not want to pay attention to Ning Que, but it was obviously interested in the big black horse. It cawed twice and gestured to the eight horses that it was its nephew and asked it to come over.
The big black horse moved with great difficulty to the front of the sedan with trembling legs. It was extremely humble and careful as it stuck its head into the sedan and gently rubbed the black donkey's round belly. It stuck out its tongue and licked it.
In the back of the mountain of the Academy, it had been bullied by the big white goose named Wooden Fish. It thought that the white goose was only a Senior Brother, and the donkey was its Uncle. It did not know how to deal with it, so it had to quickly please it.
The black donkey hummed twice and seemed very satisfied and comfortable. It clumsily patted the basket beside it with its front hooves and gestured for the big black horse to take some for itself, just like an elder giving snacks to a child.
The big black horse understood and was ecstatic. It did not dare to take more and carefully held one in its mouth. Then it bowed its head repeatedly to show its most sincere respect and gratitude. It wagged its rump and tail to please the eight horses before it trotted away. It returned to the front of the sedan and began to chew happily.
The black donkey looked at its silly and shameless behavior and could not help but shake its head. It called softly as if it was sighing. Then it looked at Ning Que and thought of his silly and shameless behavior when he fought with the shameless Taoist nun in the swamp yesterday. It shook its head again and called softly, looking very disappointed.
Ning Que was a little embarrassed. He thought that the combination of him and the big black horse was indeed a little embarrassing compared to the combination of Youngest Uncle and the little black donkey in terms of temperament and strength.
The black donkey cawed twice, and the eight horses in front of the sedan raised their heads and were ready to leave.
Just as Ning Que was about to speak, the black crows on the black horse carriage finally could not help but caw with him, looking very happy.
The black donkey was furious. It did not care if you were Yama or a broken crow transformed by Haotian. How dare you imitate me and caw again. It was too disrespectful.
The black crows were not real to begin with. Ning Que could not kill them with arrows or talismans. But when they heard the black donkey's caw, they suddenly felt dizzy and did not dare to make another sound in fear.
Looking at the broken sedan that was gradually moving, Ning Que chased after it and shouted, "It's rare for us to meet. We should at least talk more. I'm considered Youngest Uncle's official disciple. I'm the only one who can use the Great Spirit now. His inheritance should be mine. If you continue like this, I won't be polite to you anymore."
The black donkey bared its belly and faced Haotian leisurely. It did not care about Ning Que at all.
Ignoring him was the greatest humiliation.
Ning Que became even more embarrassed and said, "Then how can I find you in the future?"
The black donkey still did not respond.
Ning Que said again, "Don't you want to go back to the Academy? The Headmaster is still alive, and so is the old yellow bull. Eldest Brother and Second Brother are not children anymore. They should miss you very much. "
The black donkey hesitated slightly and turned to look at Ning Que. After a moment of silence, it grinned, revealing its white teeth as if it was laughing. Then, with a loud caw, it retracted its left foreleg and pointed its right foreleg to the north.
The wild horses that were resting on the meadow raised their heads without hesitation when they heard the donkey's caw. They abandoned the first fresh grass they had eaten in more than ten days and gathered into a herd to gallop.
In an instant, smoke and dust rose and the sound of hooves was like thunder. Countless wild horses covered the entire Wilderness and began to gallop at high speed. There was no disorder at all and they seemed to be extremely disciplined, like an army.
Ning Que had thought that the black donkey was very funny when it retracted its hoof and stretched out its other hoof. Now, looking at the shocking scene of tens of thousands of horses galloping, he suddenly felt that the black donkey was like a majestic and inviolable general who was reaching out his right hand to guide his army to a target.
The wild horses galloped away and the smoke and dust gradually settled. Ning Que stood on the meadow and looked at the black dots that covered the mountains and plains in the distance. He looked at the broken sedan that was faintly discernible among them and remained silent.
After a long time, he muttered to himself, "I'll never eat donkey barbecued again."
Ning Que vaguely understood that the black donkey was the leader of the wild horses. It had led countless horses through the two ends of the swamp and the cold plains in the north to chase after water and grass.
Any place that the herdsmen could not go or the cavalry could not reach was their world of freedom. The truth in the herdsmen's legends might have been formed by the wild horses trampling through the swamp overgrown with water and grass over the past few decades.
As for the bloody battle between him and Ye Hongyu, when he was about to die, the black donkey and the wild horses happened to pass through that place … There was no such coincidence or luck in the world. Naturally, the black donkey wanted to save him and bring him out of the swamp.
"But why are there eight horses pulling the sedan? What's so special about it? "
He looked at the wild horses moving like shadows in the distance and asked subconsciously.
Sangsang placed her little face on the window and looked at the horses that were stirring up smoke and dust in the distance. She said, "Did Youngest Uncle and the Headmaster of the Academy like to send out eight horses when they drank wine?"
"Maybe?"
Ning Que walked into the horse carriage and looked back at the wild horses that were getting further and further away. He thought to himself that Youngest Uncle had been seeking freedom all his life. The black donkey was living such a life now. Why should he bother it and feel sad for it?
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The sky was blue and the field was vast. Cattle and sheep could be seen in the grass when the wind blew.
Now that it was spring, the grass was not very tall. When the wind blew, the grass would bend slightly and then shoot up instantly. When the grass was standing, it could not block the sheep that were scattered in the meadow like clouds.
The black horse carriage left Yuelun and passed through the mud and swamp. Finally, it came to the Wilderness where the Golden Palace was.
The Golden Palace was a country that was almost forgotten by all the countries in the Central Plains, except the Tang.
Ning Que joined the army in the City of Wei and belonged to the Northern Border Military of the Tang Empire. He had been collecting firewood at Shubi Lake for many years and was naturally very familiar with the Golden Palace and the Wilderness.
The black horse carriage passed through the sparsely populated meadow in silence.
Like a black cloud.
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