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General Hei ran around the stable for several times, but still couldn't get rid of Liu Qingye. He was furious and stood up again, neighing, jumping and kicking again. But at this time, Liu Qingye suddenly clamped the horse's belly and shouted, "Go!" General Hei felt the pain and jumped out of the stable.
Dan Ying saw this dangerous situation and shouted, "Liu Qingye, don't be so stubborn. I won't hit Moler. Come down and I will harness a new horse for you!"
Liu Qingye was in a difficult position to get off the horse, so how could he let Dan Ying underestimate him? He grabbed the horse's mane tightly and shouted, "We said we'd have a race and we'll decide the winner. If I win, don't bother me anymore!" As he spoke, the Black General had already galloped away into the distance.
When Dan Ying saw this, he gritted his teeth, snorted, jumped on his horse, and whipped it to ride away.
Moller chased after her, "Ms. Dan Ying, I'm going too—"
Dan Ying jumped back from his horse, whipped him to stop him, and shouted, "Don't come, wait here!" Before he finished speaking, the man had already gone far away.
That journey was so long that it was impossible to estimate - freedom stretched out under their feet, running towards the blue-green sky on the distant horizon, straight into the sky. The waves of green grass, one after another, seemed endless, and the shining sunlight hung on the tips of the grass little by little, as if the sky had split a golden fruit and sprinkled countless seeds, each of which had life and was jumping, sticking to the brave knights and their horses, and the glory of freedom bloomed on them.
Surrounded by such scenery, with only the whistling sound of the wind in his ears, Liu Qingye felt as if time and space were all messed up. He didn't know why he was flying here - he wished there was no great cause to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. He wished there was no bet with Dan Ying, but just himself, playing a dangerous chasing game with his beloved girl.
Alas, if he allowed the situation to continue like this, he would be lost. This would not do! He quickly scanned the scenery reflected on the horizon, looking for a real life to place his thoughts on: a herd of sheep, a stray bird, a tree, anything, anything that would not let him get lost.
He saw it, it was the Red Eagle, clinging to the back of the Rouge Horse, catching up from behind him - not the girl he loved, but the unruly and willful Miss Red Eagle, the one who made his brother Moler infatuated. However, such a flying red figure, on the galloping Rouge Horse, was like a red headscarf fluttering in the wind, so bright, eye-catching, and breathtaking, and it made people feel that if she was missing from the green, there would be no vitality.
Liu Qingye was actually stunned, and it seemed that General Hei was also stunned, wanting to appreciate the beautiful red headscarf - he vaguely heard singing: "On the vast grassland, on the horse, the rouge on the horse's back is more beautiful than the flowers; the flowers reflect the moon, the moon shines on the sand, and the singing in the sand reminds me of my home..."
"Rouge on horseback... Rouge on horseback..." Liu Qingye muttered to himself, "It really refers to the girl as rosy as rouge on horseback!" It was so beautiful that it seemed like a dream!
However, dreams will eventually end. After Dan Ying surpassed Liu Qingye by more than ten feet, he reined in his horse triumphantly, turned around and laughed loudly, "Senior Brother Liu Qingye, you lost, do you still want to keep running?"
Liu Qingye was startled. All his disgust towards Dan Ying came to his mind. He cursed himself for being so obsessed that he secretly admired his opponent during the competition. He thought: I must not admit defeat, or I don’t know how much more ridicule and teasing I will have to endure from her in the future! He then squeezed the horse’s belly hard, slapped the horse’s buttocks hard a few times, and shouted: “The competition is not over yet, don’t be so proud!” The black general felt pain, or perhaps he had the same idea as his master, and immediately ran after him.
Dan Ying in the front chuckled, whipped his whip, and urged his horse to gallop, not to be outdone.
The black general still had the temperament of a wild horse. He ran like a dark cloud in the wind, or like a black-feathered sharp arrow. In a blink of an eye, he overtook the rouge horse. But the rouge horse was just like the red eagle, competitive and determined to win the competition. How could it be willing to fall behind? It chased after the red eagle relentlessly. In this way, sometimes Liu Qingye was in front, sometimes the red eagle was in front, and sometimes they were running side by side, and it was unknown how far they ran.
Gradually, other horses and riders could be seen in the waves of the blue sea. There were also a few tents. Judging from the riders' attire, the men were all wearing leather jackets and the women all had owl feathers on their hats. They were obviously nomadic Kazakhs.
Liu Qingye saw that the grassland was very vast. In front of the tent nearby was a banquet. Men, women, old and young were dressed in fancy clothes. There was also the sound of dombra and hand drum. It turned out that this Kazakh tribe was holding a wedding.
Liu Qingye thought that it would be too rude to rush into someone else's banquet like this, but when he turned around to glance at Dan Ying, he saw that she had no intention of admitting defeat, so he did not rein in his horse and instead leaned on the horse's back and rushed forward.
When he rushed to the edge of the pasture, he saw that there were pairs of young Kazakh men and women playing the game of "chasing girls". According to Kazakh custom, the young man can confess his feelings to the girl he loves in this game, and the girl is not allowed to be angry. On the way back, if the man wants to punish the frivolous man, he will be whipped with a whip. If the man accepts the other party's friendship, he will be whipped twice on the head to show his love. At that time, most of the pairs of men and women were still pouring out their hearts, but the impatient young man had his hat knocked off by his sweetheart, and he was in a mess. The girl who hit him was so anxious that the whip flew out of her hand because she used too much force. The people watching nearby laughed.
Before their laughter stopped, Liu Qingye and his horse had already rushed into the arena. The black general wanted to show off in front of others, so he neighed, stood up, and then ran towards the place where the couples were most concentrated. Liu Qingye couldn't stop his mount, and was extremely annoyed. What's more, he was caught off guard by a sudden gust of wind on his head. It turned out that the Danying whipped him.
Liu Qingye hugged the horse's neck, turned his body to avoid Dan Ying's whip, turned the horse's head and quickly left the crowd.
The Kazakhs who were watching the performance burst into cheers. Liu Qingye didn't understand the Kazakh language, but the black general seemed to understand that people liked his wonderful performance just now. He was so proud that he refused to run out of the stage and just walked around in circles.
Liu Qingye secretly groaned in his heart, hugged the horse's neck tightly, pulled the horse's mane, and forced the black general to turn around. After finally making it slightly obedient, Dan Ying whipped it over the head again and shouted: "It's not that easy to beat me! Get off the horse!"
Seeing that this move was obviously intended to force him to loosen his hands and fall off the horse, Liu Qingye wanted to show off his strength, so he loosened his hands, clamped his legs against the horse's belly, and leaned back, actually doing a cross-legged move on the horse's back, causing Dan Ying's attack to miss again. Then, without straightening his waist, he reached out and slapped the horse's buttocks twice, and shouted, "Go!" and urged the horse to go.
"Don't even think about it!" Dan Ying shouted, and Rouge Horse suddenly caught up a few steps, turned its head, and stood in front of Black General, blocking his way. She loosened the reins herself, turned over, jumped into the air, stood on the saddle, flicked the long whip, and went to wrap around Liu Qingye's neck.
Seeing that she was fighting with all her might, Liu Qingye could not help but yelled angrily, "How can you race a horse like that?" As he spoke, he tilted his body and hung on the horse's neck, avoiding Dan Ying's whip.
Dan Ying didn't wait for his moves to become exhausted. While Liu Qingye was trying to get back on the horse, he whipped him sideways, forcing him to get off the horse again. "Why, you can't win against me anyway!"
Liu Qingye was sweating profusely because of her, and he became even more furious. He shouted loudly, jumped up from the horse's back, turned over to dodge the sharp whip, grabbed the horse's mane, and sat back steadily.
The Kazakh herdsmen who were watching the excitement thought that the two young foreigners were just lovers, but when they saw the fighting style, it didn't seem like a joke. In addition, the two people spoke Uyghur, which made people even more confused. So they whispered to each other, pointed and poked. Even the couples who were playing "girl chasing" turned their horses around and stood on the sidelines to watch. The red eagle was as red and light as clouds, but the whip in his hand was as fast as lightning. Liu Qingye rode on a tall horse without saddle or stirrup, moving left and right, dodging and turning, as if walking on flat ground. These people had never seen such exquisite skills before, and they were all stunned.
Liu Qingye fought for a while. Although he relied on his good Qinggong skills to make Dan Ying unable to do anything to him, Dan Ying was very skilled in horseback kung fu, and he could not defeat her. He was very worried for a while, thinking: If we continue to fight like this, we will see who will die of exhaustion first!
Just as he was feeling upset, he suddenly felt his waist swing sideways, and the golden whip came up to him and wrapped around him tightly. Dan Ying shouted, "Come down!" He felt a strong force coming from the whip.
This was actually what he wanted. He thought about how he defeated Dan Ying yesterday by using the skill of using the opponent's force to defeat him! He then secretly used his internal energy to send Dan Ying's force back, causing her to scream "ouch" and fall off the horse.
Liu Qingye was startled, knowing that Dan Ying would be injured if she fell, and secretly cursed himself for acting rashly. He hurriedly pulled off the whip wrapped around his waist with his left hand, slapped the Black General on the back with his right hand, used the force to jump up, and straddled the back of Yanzhi Horse. At the same time, he shook out a roll of the whip in his left hand, wrapped it around Dan Ying's waist, and pulled her onto the horse.
In a flash, Dan Ying was already leaning on Liu Qingye's arms. Both of them were still in shock, their faces pale, unable to utter a word. But the Kazakhs burst into cheers, clapping, whistling, and shouting. They all came from all around the field, surrounded the two men and their horses in the middle, and then held hands, singing and dancing.
Dan Ying's face flushed with shame, and he fiercely said to Liu Qingye: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"
Liu Qingye was "bitten by a dog" and said angrily: "It's not enough for me to save you, do I have to throw you down?"
Dan Ying grabbed the reins of Rouge Horse, stretched out one hand to push Liu Qingye back and said: "Hurry up and get back on your horse! They...they think we are...it's all your fault!"
Liu Qingye also roughly guessed that these Kazakhs might think that he and Dan Ying were a quarrelsome couple who had reconciled. Thinking of this, his face began to burn, and he jumped back onto his horse.
However, when he just pulled Dan Ying onto the horse, in a panic, Dan Ying's headscarf somehow got caught on his belt. He jumped and pulled Dan Ying's head to the side, causing him to scream "Ouch". Liu Qingye himself didn't notice what was happening, but the Kazakhs next to him laughed even harder. Liu Qingye's ears were hot and his heart was beating fast, so he didn't dare to look closely. He just pulled Dan Ying's headscarf off, held it in his hand and looked at it, and was stunned.
He turned to look at Dan Ying, and saw that her face was as red as the scarf, and she was both embarrassed and annoyed. She turned her horse's head, shouted "Go", and returned the same way. He stood there for a while, and a few Kazakh boys laughed at him and patted his horse, meaning, "Why don't you chase him?" He finally reacted and ran away.
Liu Qingye suddenly had a great idea in mind - he chased Dan Ying all the way back to the territory of Ale tribe, and wanted to return the turban timidly, but Dan Ying didn't even look at him, and just ran away.
Liu Qingye had no choice but to hide the headscarf beside him, thinking: It's better not to let Moler know about this. But why can't Moler know? He himself couldn't explain it clearly. He always felt that he had done something wrong, so he avoided Dan Ying and Moler.
Fortunately, Dan Ying did not bother him for several days, and Moller continued to be Dan Ying's follower as usual and rarely appeared in front of him, so Liu Qingye did not feel uneasy.
However, his life returned to the original state of reading and practicing martial arts in an instant, but he also felt a little lost and disappointed. Especially when he was practicing martial arts, if he saw Dan Ying ordering Moler to lead the horse from afar, or even heard Dan Ying calling Moler to do something, he would feel a different feeling in his heart.
"Liu Qingye, Liu Qingye!" He cursed himself secretly, "Dan Ying is such a willful and capricious character, why are you still obsessed with her here? You are not Moller... Are you possessed by a demon?"
He cursed like this, but his mind was still on Dan Ying. On the evening of the sixteenth day, he began to feel irritated and uneasy, thinking: Why didn't Dan Ying come to see me? Could it be that I took her headscarf and she was really angry? He lost interest in practicing and practiced twice before returning to his room.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw a set of clothes neatly folded on his bed. It was the one that was damaged and torn into two pieces by the Dan Ying whip. Now it had been mended, and in order to cover up the traces of stitching at the crack, flowers had been embroidered on the mended area in the Uyghur style. With such ingenious idea, an old robe was reborn and looked brand new.
