This result made me very satisfied. As long as I can master its flight trajectory, it is a good weapon.

Finally, I looked around and then walked onto the commercial road with my horse. Although it was still late at night, I saw with my own eyes that all the resentful ghosts in Xujia Village were wiped out, but I still had some psychological barriers and didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

After walking silently for a long time, the east sky finally began to shine gradually, and the birds that had been silent all night began to chirp again, and this sound reminded me that it was time to have breakfast.

I don’t know how long I have been in the ghost realm. Anyway, I am hungry now, so the only food I can eat are naturally these little birds who have just woken up.

First, hunting, then setting up a fire. After working hard for a while, my breakfast was finally cooked, and after eating it in a hurry, I started rushing to go again.

After walking in the open air for several days, I didn't meet the caravan. On that day, when it was about to dark, I saw more than a dozen dilapidated thatched houses appeared on the roadside, with several children playing in front of the house, and some adults gathered together to chat in groups of three or three. Both adults and children were pale and thin, and their clothes were patched and patched, and they couldn't see the original color of the clothes.

I feel that this place should be a small village, but there is no wall. It is not difficult to understand. If you are so poor, how can you have money to build a wall?

After seeing me, everyone's first reaction was to pull their children and run into the house in a hurry. After a loud latch rang, the small village that was still very lively just now became quiet.

This scene really made me a little depressed. Am I so scary? But then I found that not everyone was hiding in the house, and an old man stood in front of the door of a thatched hut near the roadside.

"Hello, uncle," I hurried over to say hello, "Hello, young man, where are you from?" The old man was very kind and did not have the vigilance of other villagers. "Where did I come from?" I pointed on the way, but didn't dare to say that I came from Tongyi City. After all, this place is not very far from Tongyi City, and I still feel a little guilty. I don't know if the news of my murder has spread here.

The old man didn't care much about my vague answer, and then asked me where I wanted to go. I couldn't answer this question, so I had to say that I was going to travel around. It was late now and I wanted to spend some time here.

The old man agreed very happily, then tied the horse for me, untied the saddle, and finally cut a large bundle of grass on the side of the road to feed the horse. All of this was done very skillfully, so that I, a novice who knew nothing about raising horses could only stand by and watch, and could not get started at all.

"Uncle, have you raised a horse before?" I asked curiously, "I have raised it for more than 30 years." The old man said casually while busy. Then, before I could continue asking, the old man slowly told his experience.

So I learned that the old man's surname was Liang. Everyone here called him Dad Liang. His previous home was more than ten miles from here. There was once a small town close to the commercial road, named Xiemai, which was a very important foothold on this commercial road. The caravans who came and went liked to rest there. Dad Liang worked as a clerk in a caravan shop in the town since he was a teenager. His main job was to take care of the horses for the caravans living in the store, and he worked for more than 30 years.

More than ten years ago, a group of robbers came to Xiemai. They were very cruel. They not only robbed money, but also killed people, and finally set fire to the entire town.

Mr. Liang's wife and children, as well as most people in Xiemayi were killed in this disaster, and only a few escaped. Mr. Liang was one of them. They dared not go back until the robbers left. All they saw was a piece of rubble burned by the fire. Because they were afraid that the robbers would come again, they did not dare to continue there, and they finally fell into this place.

When talking about these things, Mr. Liang looked sad. Although more than ten years have passed, the tragic phenomenon of that night has not been forgotten at all. However, in addition to sadness, there is only helplessness. So far, he doesn't know who did this. In fact, even if he knows, there is no way. As an ordinary citizen, he can't beat the robbers and will not be the master of Qingtian to decide for them.

In this lawless world, robbers are everywhere, not only full-time, but also part-time, such as caravan bodyguards or the army guarding the city. Those who appear to protect the people often turn into robbers who kill and set fire at night. In order to eliminate the evidence of crime, they are often more fierce than full-time robbers, killing people when they see them, robbing things when they see them, and then setting fire to burn all traces.

After telling his own experience, Mr. Liang raised his hand and wiped his eyes, and then squeezed out a smile with apologies. "Young man, I'm so sorry. I originally meant to raise horses, but as I spoke, I talked about these sad things."

My father Liang's words made me feel a little ashamed. He is really a kind old man. He is so kind that he doesn't want to bring bad emotions to others. Unfortunately, I can't do anything, so I have to change the topic and say, "Dad Liang, tell me about raising horses."

"Yeah," Dad Liang nodded gently, and then gently stroked the horse's back. "This is a good horse, what a pity----" At this point, Dad Liang stopped and turned to look at me, "What a pity?" I asked quickly.

"It's a pity that I've suffered a little with you," said Mr. Liang bluntly, "Suffer?" I looked at him in surprise, almost doubting whether I had heard it wrong. I have taken care of this horse with all my best efforts.

"Yes, it's really afflicting," said Mr. Liang affirmatively. "Young man, if I guessed correctly, this horse shouldn't have been in your hands for a long time, and you've never raised a horse before, right?" "Hmm." I nodded honestly, not knowing how Mr. Liang saw it, and he was so accurate.

"Young man, this horse must have never loosened the bellyband after you got it, right?" "What is the bellyband?" I asked curiously. For a moment, I saw a deep helplessness in Dad Liang's eyes. He picked up the saddle placed on the ground and pointed to the straps hanging down on both sides and explained to me, "The bellyband is the thing." "Oh, these two straps are the bellybands." I nodded quickly.

The helplessness in Dad Liang's eyes deepened a little bit. Fortunately, we just met and were not familiar with each other, otherwise he would definitely say, "Little bastard, you don't even know what your belly is, but you dare to ride a horse!"

"Look here" Dad Liang pointed at the horse's ribs. I hurriedly looked over his fingers and found two deep indentations there, and the hair on the indentations was worn out. The exposed flesh was worn out, and the traces of blood were clearly seen.

"Did you see it?" "Hmm" I nodded quickly, "The horse's belly belt should be tighter. If you want to ride a horse to fight, the belly belt should naturally be tighter, so that you can sit more steadily on the horse and not fall off when you use force. If you are on a long journey, the belly belt should be looser, and you should immediately untie it when you rest," Mr. Liang explained patiently.

I didn't expect that a small belly belt would have so much knowledge. I can only say that I was too ignorant before. "And you, the horse, have been eating grass all the time recently?" Dad Liang suddenly asked me, "Don't horses just eat grass?" I looked at him in confusion.

"Oh" Dad Liang finally couldn't help it with my ignorance, and sighed a long time ago, "The main ingredient of horses is of course green grass, but in order to maintain their strength, you should add bean noodles and eggs to the grass. Do you understand?" "I understand." I nodded vigorously again, but what I was thinking was, "Can I eat good things like bean noodles and eggs myself?"

Then Dad Liang squatted down again, reached out to grab the horse's hooves, turned them up and looked at them, then stood up and said, "It's time to change the horse's hooves, otherwise they will be worn out soon and will hurt the horse's hooves." "How much does it cost to change the horse's hooves?" I continued my true nature of ignorance.

However, this time Mr. Liang couldn't give me the answer. After all, he has not raised horses for many years. He doesn't know the current market. He just told me that if it is a farmland or a cart, it won't cost much to change a pair of horseshoes. However, I am a top-notch war horse and I have to use the best refined iron to build horseshoes, so the price is definitely not cheap.

Of course I know this principle, the price of Shaley's tires and Bentley's tires will definitely not be the same. For me, money is not a problem, my problem is that I have no money at all.

Now I finally understand a truth: Good horses are money-burning things like luxury cars. If they are a salaryman who earns only a few thousand yuan a month, they can't afford to drive even if they give him a Bentley. My situation is even worse now and I don't have a monthly salary at all.

Since I can't afford to raise it, I just stopped raising it. So I asked Dad Liang, "How much would this horse be worth if it was sold?". As soon as he said this, Dad Liang immediately widened his eyes and looked at me in surprise, "Do you want to sell horses?" This reaction was a bit beyond my expectations, so he hurriedly covered up and said, "No, I just asked casually."

However, my concealment did not work. "Although this horse is not a thousand-mile horse, it is definitely a good horse that is hard to come by. It is your luck to get it. Since you get it, you must treat it well. Even if you don't eat or drink, you must let the horse eat well." Mr. Liang's tone became extremely harsh.
Chapter completed!