Chapter 78 Horse Ranch

The first flight after leaving Yangshen Peak was a little unexpected for Xiaoqiu, and even more unexpected for the onlookers. The newcomers were still talking excitedly until they went to bed at night. (っ◔◡◔)っ

The cold wind was howling outside, and the eight people had to squeeze together and share the remaining quilts with a few worn-out quilts.

The quilt was full of holes of all sizes. It seemed that everyone who covered it enjoyed pulling the cotton wool inside. Now it was more like an empty cloth bag.

Even so, the teenagers were still chatting enthusiastically, "One move, just one move, Xiaoqiu turned around like this, and knocked the eldest brother to the ground with a slap, haha!"

"Do you still remember Zhou Ping's appearance? It seemed that he was the one who was beaten, his face was as red as pig liver, his eyes were blinking, and I thought he was about to cry."

The teenagers who saved their rattan boxes laughed happily.

"That senior brother is also quite funny. He was not convinced when he got up. He was covered in snow, like a snowman, and he was still trying to fight. How many times was he knocked down?"

"Five times! The last time he couldn't get up, I'm sure he was pretending to faint because he was afraid of getting beaten again. Haha, what a senior brother, Zhou Ping boasted so much, but it turns out he was vulnerable."

"He was vulnerable to Brother Xiaoqiu's blow."

Daliang Shen Xiuming turned around and looked at Xiaoqiu. The eagerness in his eyes could be seen even in the dark, "Brother Xiaoqiu, when did you become so powerful? I still remember the last time you fought with Zhou Ping, it didn't seem so easy."

"If you keep practicing the bone-forging fist every day, you will become powerful in a year." Xiaoqiu said with a smile.

"One year? Forget it, I'd better wait until spring to learn how to grow flowers." Daliang was not interested in fighting skills, and the other teenagers just thought Xiaoqiu was powerful, and no one wanted to learn.

Xiaoqiu smiled and said, if these disciples had the ambition to make progress, they would not be sent to Zhiyong. He would not tell everyone that fighting with the young demon every seven days was the most important reason why he was so skilled.

The young demon was fast and powerful. Xiaoqiu never had a clear advantage, but he was never willing to be beaten. He had to fight back no matter what. Even if he hit him once, his speed, strength, and even eyesight had changed dramatically. In his eyes, the moves of the eldest brother were as clumsy as a child who had just learned to walk.

Xiaoqiu himself was also surprised by this change.

The three years at Yangshen Peak were not wasted in vain. He had the mysterious power brought by Huotong Santian and rich fighting skills. He only lacked an inner elixir.

"Did they say they were going to find 'old lady' when they left? Who is old lady?" Zhou Ping and others threw a few harsh words while carrying the eldest brother and fleeing in a panic. Xiaoqiu was puzzled.

"Who else could it be? It must be their own mother, who went to cry for comfort after being beaten." Daliang curled his lips and slept in the quilt. The teenagers were also sleepy, and their snoring rose and fell.

In the darkness, Xiaoqiu couldn't close his eyes for a long time.

He voluntarily chose to come to Zhiyong Institute, which was considered stupid and reckless by many people, but he didn't come here to demonstrate to Laozufeng, which was as ridiculous as an ant provoking a tiger, nor to defeat the eliminated disciples with low strength. He wanted to condense Qi into pills with his own strength.

He believed that he had the will and the ability. The only thing missing was the method. The Dujiao taught the basic knowledge of how to cast spells, but did not teach the method of condensing Qi into pills. In their opinion, this step must be strictly supervised by senior Taoists.

It is very dangerous to practice privately.

Xiaoqiu didn't ask Lin Sa for help. Lin Dujiao might really feel guilty, but he was a disciple of the Forbidden Secret Department after all. Since Xiaoqiu was not going to enter any department, he didn't want to keep in touch with him.

Only Fangfang could help him.

Fangfang promised that once she mastered the method of condensing qi into pills, she would teach him as soon as possible. As for how she could leave Laozu Peak, she could only think of a way when the time came.

Xiaoqiu couldn't sleep, so she quietly got off the kang, pushed the door open, and found a secluded place behind the house. She practiced the female ancestor's bone-forging fist several times until she was sweating. Then she walked to the leeward wall, sat on the ground and meditated, and went back to her room to rest in the second half of the night.

Early the next morning, Zhang Qi woke up all the newcomers, handed them over to the old disciples one by one, and began the hard life of Zhiyong Institute.

Xiaoqiu was going to release the horses, and Zhang Qi showed him the way, "Go west along the main road. You will see a T-junction in about half a day. Turn north and walk a little further. Enter the valley and you will reach the horse ranch. There will be someone to hand you over. Go, I won't find someone to send you off. I heard that you are agile, so there should be no problem."

Zhang Qi's last reminder was a bit strange, and Xiaoqiu didn't ask in detail. She said goodbye to Daliang in a hurry and set off alone.

Xiaoqiu wanted to see how much she had changed after opening up the three fields, so she ran as fast as she could. She finished the half-day journey in only half an hour. The whole way was covered with snow and wilderness, and there was no scenery to see. Xiaoqiu stood at the intersection and looked around. The road to the north really led to a valley, but the road to the west led nowhere.

The valley was very large, with slight ups and downs in the middle. There was no end in sight, and it was connected to the mountains in the distance. Xiaoqiu knew that this place must have been blessed by magic like Jinghu Village, so it would present such a beautiful scenery in the middle of winter.

Xiaoqiu was quite surprised that Zhang Lingsheng was willing to give her such a good job.

There were several houses not far from the entrance of the valley. Xiaoqiu walked over there, thinking that the person who would take over would definitely be here. However, after walking around the houses, she did not find anyone. Bundles of grass were piled on one side of the house, and more than ten stone troughs were lined up next to them, with a few uneaten beans left in them.

"Is anyone there?" Xiaoqiu shouted.

No one answered, and Xiaoqiu was puzzled. After a while, she noticed that someone was gesturing at her from the window of a room, with a face full of anxiety and fear, as if she had encountered an accident.

Xiaoqiu hurried over, and the man pushed open the door, pulled Xiaoqiu into the room, and then quickly closed the door and bolted it.

The room was spacious, but it had not been cleaned for a long time, and there was a rotten smell.

The man was eighteen or nineteen years old and looked very strong, but his face was blue and purple, as if he had been beaten severely.

Xiaoqiu was startled, "Your face..."

"Don't worry about my face, are you here to take over from me?" The man said anxiously, with a strong look of expectation in his eyes.

"Yes, my name is Mu Xingqiu. Yesterday..."

"Good, great."

The man was relieved. He looked at Xiaoqiu with tears of joy. He stuffed a bunch of keys into Xiaoqiu's hand and said quickly: "The job is very simple. Every evening - not too early or too late - take out two bags of beans from the warehouse, mix them with grass and put them in the manger, then go back to the house and bolt the door, that's it. Oh, by the way, those piled in the corner are your food. You can take them once every five days of the month."

The man looked out through the window while giving instructions. As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the door open and was about to leave.

"That's all? Do you need to clean the stables, clean the troughs, chop the hay, feed the horses at night, and how often do you brush the horses?"

"No need to chop the hay, there's no chopper here, you can do the rest, no need to brush the horses, you can't brush them." The man let out a long breath, "Good luck, brother, remember, always keep the door bolted, and when adding hay... well, you'll understand soon."

The man didn't even introduce his name, and ran out of the valley like a fly.

Xiao Qiu shook his head helplessly, opened all the doors and windows to release the smell in the house, then took the key and checked around, feeling very satisfied, he just needed such a quiet place to practice and fight against the young demons.

Xiao Qiu has been independent since he was a child. He has been in Yangshen Peak for three years, and his skills have not fallen behind. He made a meal for himself first, steaming a few pieces of bacon on the rice. The only regret is that there are no vegetables. Xiao Qiu wolfed it down, and felt sorry for Daliang. If he saw the bacon, he would eat it all in one meal.

As the sky gradually darkened, Xiaoqiu mixed beans and grass in the trough. These tasks were what he had been used to since he was a child. He was familiar with them and it was not troublesome at all.

Now he only had one question left. The man ran too fast before and did not explain. Since he was releasing the horses, where were the horses?

After dark, the herd of horses did not appear. Xiaoqiu went back to his room and locked the door. He was not afraid of anything. Tonight was the day when the young demon appeared. He did not want to be disturbed.

Around the second watch, the young demon appeared. It did not care about the new environment. As soon as it turned from the light blue smoke into a human form, it rushed towards Xiaoqiu with its teeth and claws. It seemed that it would never be enough to fight. The seven-day wait only made it more energetic.

Xiaoqiu was also ready and planned to try a new tactic - that was a trick he could not use in Yangshen Peak.

The young demon was slightly stunned and continued to rush.

After almost three years, Xiaoqiu used the five-word spell again and had a brand new feeling. The numbness did not disappear immediately after it was transmitted from the heart to the fingertips, but continued and connected with the young demon.

Xiaoqiu immediately concentrated and silently chanted the spell in her heart.

The young demon rushed to a place less than half a foot away from her palm and was forced to stop. It looked around in surprise, looking for the invisible net, then opened its mouth to reveal its sharp teeth, making a clicking sound while biting randomly.

"You have come to this day." Xiaoqiu slowly retracted her left arm and pulled the bound young demon closer.

"Tell me, what the hell are you?" Xiaoqiu punched the young demon in the face.

The young demon's face was about the same size as a fist. After being hit, it shook twice, then its eyes flashed with ferocity, and its hands and feet struggled to hit Xiaoqiu, but it couldn't move anyway, so it could only grit its teeth.

Xiaoqiu punched the demon with one fist until he felt his arm ache, then he stopped. Looking at the young demon who was completely fine, he suddenly became friendly: "You can't move, and I can't kill you. Why don't we make peace? Tell me your origins. Are you a demon or a monster? Or something else? Can you understand me?"

The young demon's facial features slowly came together, and Xiaoqiu thought it could finally speak human language, but the young demon spit out a puff of blue smoke and disappeared completely.

Xiaoqiu fell on the bed tiredly, but his face was full of joy. He knew at least one thing - the five-word spell of the Nianxin Department was effective against the young demon, and he no longer had to deliberately guard against this little monster.

The "treasure in the void" that Mei Chuan'an had picked up with great effort turned out to be from a discontinued inheritance. Thinking of the sad faces of the twenty-nine female descendants, Xiaoqiu shook his head and felt that the history of the Taoist tradition was a mess.

The next morning, Xiaoqiu found that the bean grass in the trough had been eaten clean, and there were fresh hoof prints on the ground, but the horses were still nowhere to be seen. He was concentrating on dealing with the young demons last night and did not hear any noise outside.

After breakfast, he walked deep into the valley, passed two slopes, and finally found the horses and saw an old acquaintance.

The chestnut horse from Yelin Town is here too! Xiaoqiu had always thought it was left in the forest of Yelin Town, but she didn't expect it to be brought here by the Grandmaster.

Xiaoqiu cheered and ran towards the chestnut horse.

The chestnut horse stood alone a hundred steps away from the herd. When it saw Xiaoqiu running towards it, it neighed and its voice was full of sorrow.

After running closer, Xiaoqiu found that the chestnut horse was thin, so thin that it was skin and bones. There was lush green grass under its hooves, but it refused to eat it.

Xiaoqiu was puzzled. The chestnut horse's cry suddenly became urgent. The horse turned its head and Xiaoqiu looked over. She saw forty or fifty horses trotting towards her. They were all fat and strong.

The chestnut horse was bullied here, and Xiaoqiu's anger rose suddenly.

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