Ghost Blowing Lantern II

However, I was so eager to save people that I forgot that I was on a slope. The horse's front legs were raised high under my crotch, and the two hind legs that were pushing on the ground lost their center of gravity. When the horse's hoof fell, it failed to hit the centipede as expected, and instead fell towards the slope. I stumbled in the downward direction, but I didn't rein in the horse. The horse took me down the grassy slope.

When I looked back, I saw that the experienced "Lao Sheeppi" was not galloping on the slope. He knew that there might be other mouse holes on the grass hill, and in this kind of terrain, if one hit failed to save him, Before Ding Sixian arrived, it was too late to turn around again, so he was half a step slower than Fatty and I. At this time, Lao Yangpi had pulled the "Kangxi Sword" out of its sheath, and the blade was reflected in the fiery red sunset. With cold light.

It was too late to say, but soon, just as the centipede was about to pounce on Ding Sitian, he saw a flash of the knife in Lao Yangpi's hand, and struck the opponent's foot on the side of the centipede. The shell will gradually become hard, but only the feet are so thin that they are incompatible with the body. They often break, but they can be regenerated. The old sheepskin knife swung down and cut off three strips of the giant centipede. long.

The centipede rolled over in the long grass several times in pain, but finally failed to bite Ding Sitian. However, it twisted its body and swam in the grass like the wind, and then leaped into the air with a rush, heading straight towards Lao Sheepskin. Pounced over, Lao Yangpi saw that the centipede could not be cut into two parts with his sword, and the opponent came back again. Fortunately, although he was old, his years of nomadic life made him still agile, so he hurriedly leaned down on the saddle bridge, The centipede flew over his back with a gust of fishy wind and fell into the air.

Centipedes have strange habits. They cannot be seen during the day. They emerge after dusk and move when they smell fishy smell. The black-spotted centipede on the grassland is the most poisonous. It is not surprising that it kills horses, cattle and sheep. I saw the empty centipede falling behind Lao Sheeppi. , without turning around, he climbed straight onto the bay-red horse with a broken leg. The bay-red horse was unable to move when he saw a thick centipede crawling on it. He knew that if he was bitten by it, he would be doomed, so he wanted to turn the horse over and bite himself. The weight of the centipede crushed the poisonous insect to death, but before it could move, the centipede's gills and legs pierced its nerves. In an instant, its eyes turned blue, and it died stiffly in the grass.

Although centipedes can poison cattle and horses, cattle and horses are thick, so they usually only eat small animals, and some large centipedes occasionally eat humans. The herdsmen value the horses as much as their lives. When Lao Sheeppi saw the bay red horse died, he was naturally very sad, except He felt sorry for the horses, and was even more worried that many cows and horses had died this time. He would not be able to explain to the pastoral area when he returned. However, he soon discovered that the big yellow-green-and-black-spotted centipede had killed the horses and then pounced on him and Ding Sitian. Come over.

At the critical moment, she didn't care about feeling sorry for the bay red horse. She quickly reached out to Ding Sitian and pulled her onto the mount. The two of them rode the retired old army horse together, knocking the stirrups with both feet, and the old army horse carried the old sheepskin. He and Ding Sitian jumped down from the slope of the grassy hill.

The fat man and I turned our horses and were about to rush back again, but we saw Lao Yangpi and Ding Sitian running towards us. There was a rustle in the grass behind them, and the big centipede more than one meter long was also chasing after us. At that time, I saw that the centipede was coming so fiercely that it could poison a Mongolian horse to death in an instant, so I didn't dare to step on it again. I made a gesture, and the fat man turned the horse's head again, and everyone urged the horse to escape into the forest. , hoping to use the speed of the horse to get rid of the pursuing centipede.

But as soon as I entered the woods, I regretted it. The trees became denser as we went deeper into the mountain. It was indeed a pleasure to run a horse on the wide grassland without any obstruction, but riding a horse in a place with trees was really dizzying. The horses were galloping among the trees, watching the strange-shaped ancient trees fly by, feeling as if they would hit the trees at any time.

I didn’t run very far, but my clothes had already been torn several times by branches, and I didn’t know where my dog-skin hat had fallen. I saw that the trees in the forest were growing sideways and towering, blocking out the sun. If I continued running, everyone would have to run away. , I quickly pulled the reins, but only a specially trained horse can stop at will. My horse was not very obedient. Instead of stopping, it rushed out diagonally, pushing the fat man riding next to him out of the way. route.

The fat man's horse led him towards an old tree. The old tree had a thick branch that grew very low, just across the fat man's path. When the fat man saw this, he hurriedly hid in the grass. This move only looked at the grassland. The herdsman on the horse had done this before, but he had never practiced it. He pulled his legs out of the pedals, tilted his body awkwardly on the horse, curled up and fell to the side of the mount. Although the movement was ugly, he just avoided the Horizontal branches.

The fat man was quite proud of his performance. He was afraid that other people would not see his move, so he shouted for everyone to pay attention to his movements. However, he could only half-imitate the movements while hiding. He was fat and heavy. It was difficult to get back on the horse. At this time, his horse was about to run between two big trees. The width of the two trees could pass a horse, but the horse's side and the fat man couldn't get through anyway. The fat man couldn't get through. Seeing that he was about to hit a tree, he had no way to hide, and it was impossible to stop the horse, so he simply closed his eyes and abandoned the horse and rolled to the ground, falling into a mess of grass. The horse didn't even look back. The ground jumped deep into the dense forest.

I was just watching the fat man hide in his legs, but he was also knocked off his horse by a thick branch. Thanks to the thick clothes he wore, his ribs were not broken. Moreover, he held the branch with both hands and hung in the air, while the horse galloped with his hips. After getting up, he and the fat man's horse ran into the dense forest and thick fog, and disappeared in a moment, leaving only the sound of horse hooves.

I was holding a tree branch and hanging in the air. I couldn't reach the sky or the ground. My ribs were hurt from being hit. I was about to let go and let myself down, but I heard a few rustling sounds in the grass under my feet, and the ribs were cut away. A big centipede with three pairs of legs popped up from the grass, raised its head with teeth and claws, and jumped on my feet. When I didn't see it, I quickly used my waist and legs to turn over and climb up the branch of the tree.

Lao Yangpi was skilled in equestrian skills. Although he and Ding Sitian were riding together, and they were riding an old horse, they still ran much faster than us in the woods. After entering the woods, they left the fat man and me behind. Ding Sitian When they turned around and saw the fat man and I falling off the horse, they immediately told Lao Yangpi. The two turned around and saw me hiding from the centipedes on a tree branch.

The centipede was advancing and retreating like lightning in the old trees and long grass. Without waiting for Lao Sheepskin's horse to advance, it turned from the grass to behind them. It stood up and spread its paws and bit the old army horse's hindquarters. I lay on the branch of the tree. Seeing it so clearly, I exclaimed, thinking that it was a pity that this retired military horse, which could understand people, died tragically at the mouth of a centipede.