My 1995 Small Farm.

Chen Ling had no idea that a car was following him when he left the city.

They didn't even notice that Er Tuzi was following them overhead with a flock of pigeons, because they hadn't released the pigeons intentionally, nor had they tied any pigeon whistles to them.

As soon as he left the city and entered a secluded part of the forest, he put away all the things he was carrying on horseback into a cave, lightening the horse's load.

Although these things may not weigh much.

But once the horse runs fast, these things can make it uncomfortable.

I can't run freely anymore.

He put these odds and ends into the cave, then took out a cowboy hat in the style of a Western cowboy and put it on his head.

The little blue horse accelerated again.

Generally speaking, to get from Lingyun to the city, you have to detour through Kuliu County, which is north of Lingyun. After leaving Kuliu County, you will travel along a relatively flat and wide riverside road.

It was built intermittently by the people who mined in Wangbacheng to facilitate the hauling of ore.

After the riverside highway, there are continuous ups and downs of mountain roads with extremely steep slopes, then mountain roads, dirt roads, then dirt roads, and then mountain roads again, in a cycle...

But this time, Chen Ling rode a horse and didn't walk like that.

They took all sorts of detours, including forest farms and village roads. Some ditches and bumps that could block vehicles were no match for the little green horse.

So they rushed to the riverside highway in a very short time.

There are many ore transport trucks here, so there are also many hotels and auto repair shops.

The road is difficult to travel, and if you are in a hurry, the journey can be very arduous. Therefore, many out-of-towners who have visited Chenwangzhuang and are preparing to leave stay here.

Upon seeing Chen Ling riding up the road, they were taken aback for a moment, then waved and greeted him.

"Good heavens, it's Boss Chen! You've taken your horse this far?"

"Haha, it's not about walking the horses, I have some business to attend to in the provincial capital."

Chen Ling didn't stop, nor did he slow down. He simply waved his hand, left a message, and then drove away.

The remaining group of people were stunned for a long time.

"What? Did I hear that right? He's going to the provincial capital? And he's going on horseback like that?"

"That's what he said."

"Impressive! The road ahead is so difficult, how can the horse run?"

"Tsk, this young man is different from ordinary people. Look up there, his big eagle is following him, and there's a flock of pigeons behind him."

……

The group ate breakfast and talked about Chen Ling.

Some people who had just arrived on their way to Chenwangzhuang overheard their conversation and saw the young man Chen Ling riding a horse with an eagle. Out of curiosity, they went over to ask him.

Only after asking did I realize that this was the person from the rumors.

For a moment, I felt that seeing is believing.

There are extraordinary people among the common people.

"I heard from a friend on the phone that his wife is very good at treating some difficult and complicated diseases?"

"It's no use, his wife is pregnant, he can't see patients anymore, and the village pharmacies have been closed for several months."

"Yes, you need to find the village doctor's wife."

"Yes, my friend said that this is what the village doctor's wife said. She said that there are some cases that she can't treat, but Mr. Chen's wife can."

"Yes, we've heard that too, but we've been perfectly healthy and safe all the way. We didn't even go looking for that old lady, let alone Mr. Chen's wife."

If you need anything, hurry over; otherwise, the village will be full.

"what?"

……

They continued to discuss Chen Ling.

As soon as Chen Ling arrived at this flat riverside road, he instantly felt more at ease.

The little blue horse is getting faster and faster.

gradually.

Scattered vehicles and pedestrians along the roadside, as well as rivers, villages, mountains, and vegetation, all kinds of scenery rushed past in the field of vision.

For a moment, Chen Ling's ears were filled with the sound of galloping hooves, and he could no longer hear the exclamations and curses of passersby.

Chen Ling's clothes fluttered in the wind, and the little blue horse's long mane danced wildly in the wind.

It's no exaggeration to say it was lightning fast.

We drove quickly along this riverside road.

The road ahead gradually became steeper, and the hills were in sight, but the little blue horse did not slow down.

Uphill, downhill, over mountains, across rivers.

They continued their journey at a rapid pace.

Around noon, they unexpectedly arrived at the small town where Chen Ling had spent the night traveling by motorcycle.

It can be said that the journey has been reduced by half.

At this moment, the little blue horse also showed signs of fatigue and gradually slowed down. However, the fatigue was only physical; mentally, it was in a state of great excitement and high morale.

The joy and excitement in his eyes seemed to be overflowing. He trotted along with light steps, flicking his mane, looking radiant.

Having traveled such a long distance, it was impossible to stop immediately, so Chen Ling took it and circled the town a few more times.

After the sweat on my body subsided a little.

The heavy breathing from his nose wasn't as intense.

Only then can it slowly stop and begin to rest.

They don't rest outside the home.

Instead, it was hidden away in a secluded place.

Resting here is much faster than outside.

Then I checked the time and exclaimed, "Good heavens, it's not even midnight yet! Strictly speaking, the speed is already over 50 kilometers per hour."

"Well done, Xiaoqing, you're almost as fast as a Mongolian iron-hoofed horse!"

The Mongolian horse is known as the world's most enduring horse breed.

Even the internationally renowned Thoroughbreds cannot rival the Mongolian horse.

Although those thoroughbreds are fast and have great explosive power, they can only run very short distances and their endurance is far from sufficient.

Mongolian horses rarely experience pulmonary hemorrhage during long-distance races of tens of kilometers.

According to Yu Qi'an, there was a competition after the founding of the People's Republic of China. The competition covered a distance of 100 kilometers and started at 5 a.m. The champion horse finished the competition in three hours.

Mongolian horses were even more impressive; they reached the finish line in just 58 minutes during the 59-kilometer Naadam festival.

The speed was close to 60 kilometers per hour.

Moreover, this type of horse has been excellent since ancient times; even when armored, it can maintain a high speed for eight to ten hours.

There is a local proverb: "A thousand miles of swift wind and ten thousand miles of rosy clouds cannot catch up with the iron-hoofed horse of Baicha."

Yu Qi'an initially liked this kind of horse very much, but after buying the foal, he stopped raising it after more than half a year because he found it boring.

Chen Ling was quite puzzled when she heard about it.

Mongolian horses are known for their endurance, robustness, and susceptibility to illness, making them suitable for both riding and pulling carts.

It's a very good horse.

Why doesn't this old man take care of himself?
Yu Qi'an said with a helpless expression.

This horse is fine.

However, professionals believe that raising this kind of horse requires little technical skill.

Many people say this is just a pure novice horse.

It's fine if an amateur likes horses but only talks about them theoretically; once you buy a horse, it won't cause any major problems no matter how you raise it.

If you're not a resident of the grasslands, buying one of these horses will eventually only get you used as livestock, like pulling carts.

Simple and easy to care for, but it won't bring many surprises.

That's one aspect. Another very important point is that Mongolian horses are too short, their breed is not outstanding, and their appearance is not particularly striking.

Needless to say, Mongolian horses were excellent horses for ancient military campaigns.

But that won't work in peaceful times; modern people pay more attention to appearance.

Today's Mongolian horses are far inferior to the tall, elegant, and high-quality thoroughbreds on the international stage.

"Tsk tsk, my little blue horse is still the best. It's good-looking and runs fast. With some training, its endurance will also improve. Hehe, I can open a horse farm in the future."

Chen Ling stroked the little blue horse's nose twice.

The little blue horse snorted happily when Chen Ling praised it twice.

With its tail held high, it circled around Chen Ling, then frolicked around the thatched hut, drank water from the fishpond, and peeked out to reach for the flowers and vines under the eaves of the hut.

Extremely happy.

They then ran straight into the lake, soaked themselves in it, and drank water while taking a bath.

A lake formed by the convergence of spiritual waters.

It relieves fatigue very quickly, even more so than soaking in a hot spring.

Meanwhile, the jackal and the tailless leopard, who were far away in the cave, watched this scene with envy in their eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Ling stomped his foot at them and made a gesture as if to throw stones at them, scaring the jackals and leopards into fleeing in panic.

Hearing the noise, the little blue horse poked its large head out from underwater and looked around curiously.

"Alright, you can relax and take a bath here. I'm going out for dinner."

Later, Chen Ling also drank some water, washed his face, and rested in the cave before going to the town outside for a meal.

This small town is already close to the outskirts of the city.

The road will gradually become easier as you go further on.

So there are plenty of food options in this town, and many small factories of all kinds. It seems even more prosperous than Huangni Town.

Chen Ling ordered a large bowl of mutton noodles and some sliced ​​beef, enjoying a delicious meal with a little wine.

During the meal, he was also thinking about the two tigers, Afu and Ashou.

But it only took one month.

Logically speaking, even if blood was drawn and wildness and hunting instincts were aroused, it shouldn't have become this serious.

Moreover, he also enlightened the two tiger cubs.

I really shouldn't have done that.

I don't know if the magic water can cure it.

Since the problem stems from mental and psychological issues, even the veterinarian couldn't help.

If you are physically injured or have contracted an illness.

With the spiritual water of this grotto, it will eventually heal.

For example, even if the little green horse has a lung hemorrhage after traveling such a long distance, it is not afraid. It can be fully recovered after resting in the cave for half a day.

"...Was it a mistake for me to enlighten Afu and Ashou?"

He shook his head, feeling a bit confused. After paying, he got up and walked out, thinking, "I need to hurry and see what's going on. I have my own little haven, so things can't be too bad."

So they went outside the town and led out the horse. The little blue horse knew it was time to set off again. Having rested well in the cave, it immediately became energetic and eagerly pawed the ground with its front hooves, snorting incessantly.

"Let's go, let's see if you can reach 60 kilometers per hour this time."

Seeing the little blue horse in this state, Chen Ling felt relieved and mounted the horse. "Even if Afu and Ashou can't stay in the zoo anymore, I'll find a way to get them to the cave. I'll feed them good food there, and with the wonders of the cave, they'll recover eventually."

Then they sped along at breakneck speed.

The road gradually becomes easier to travel further on, but as we approach the outskirts of the county, there are still quite a few highway robbers and bandits setting up roadblocks.

Chen Ling arrived on horseback this time, even more aggressively than when he rode a motorcycle last time. Upon seeing this kind of person, he didn't slow down at all. He pulled out a steel fork from the cave, shouted "Die, you thief!" and charged forward with it.

This guy, with such a fast horse and someone swinging a 'stick' on its back like a madman, scared these scumbags so much that they ran away everywhere.

After Chen Ling left, they started cursing: "In the middle of the day, whose brat went crazy? If the horse gets spooked, he'll crash into the ditch and die."

Some people, enraged, decided to shoot, but suddenly a cry of an eagle rang out from the sky, and a huge black shadow fell straight down from the sky...

A series of screams suddenly erupted at the intersection.

……

Perhaps the rest and recuperation at the cave was particularly effective, or perhaps they ate something delicious there.

Or perhaps, it's because all the muscles and bones in my body have been thoroughly warmed up.

The little blue horse continued to gallop at high speed on the road, unlike the morning when it was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

So even after dark, it was only a little past eight o'clock when we arrived at the provincial zoo.

Chen Ling made a phone call to the old director from outside the door.

The old director was surprised by how quickly he arrived and hurriedly brought people over to pick him up.

When they came out and learned that he had come on horseback, they were even more shocked. They all stared at him and the little blue horse, speechless with astonishment.

"Seriously, Xiao Chen? Even people who deliver urgent messages need to change horses. You set off in the morning and arrived in the provincial capital at nine o'clock at night, and you even took a lot of mountain roads... Are you sure the horse will be alright running like that?"

The old zookeeper stared at the little blue horse, fearing that it might foam at the mouth and collapse to the ground dead at any moment.

"Haha, it's alright. My horse is very tough, with stamina comparable to a Mongolian horse. It can run for eight or nine hours a day without any problem."

Chen Ling took off his hat, patted the little blue horse's cheek, and said, "Come on, little blue horse, walk a few steps for them and prove yourself... You've got to be right, you can't be scared so badly your legs go weak when we get to the zoo."

The old zoo director and his friends laughed, saying that many cats, dogs, and livestock dared not approach the zoo, especially the predator enclosure.

Lions, tigers, leopards, and bears are all not to be trifled with.

Then they saw that the little blue horse was completely unharmed. In just a short while, pools of sweat appeared under its four hooves.

Everyone exclaimed in amazement, saying it was a fine horse.

The old director pointed at Chen Ling with his finger: "I see now, young Chen, you definitely have some skill in raising and taming animals. You raise dogs well, and you raise horses just as well... Come on, come on, hurry up and come into the park with me. Let's go see Afu and Ashou. They've suffered a lot lately."

"Okay, let's go take a look."

Chen Ling nodded, hoping that knowing the situation sooner would allow him to devise a countermeasure.

He tied the horse to the gate and hurried toward the predator enclosure.

Along the way, the animal trainers and keepers who came with the old director also told Chen Ling about the recent situation in detail and poured out their grievances. The tiger cubs that they had watched grow up no longer recognized them, which was really heartbreaking. At the same time, they were even more tormented by the two tiger cubs' illness.

I want them to get better quickly.

As always, it was lively and playful, mischievous with the big tiger, or pestering him for food.

It's the same feeling as when your pet cat or dog gets sick.

They always hoped that after taking some medicine, they would be lively and energetic again, but in reality, things never went as planned. So these days, they have been enduring torment and distress that ordinary people do not know.

"Awooo, awooo..."

Some hoarse tiger roars could be heard intermittently. In this dimly lit predator enclosure, only the tiger park was not peaceful.

To ensure the animals get a good rest at night, there are no streetlights in the park, and the former director and others lead the way with flashlights.

He said to Chen Ling, "Did you hear that? The two little tigers are still roaring. If things don't improve soon, this won't do."

Quarantine wasn't working, so we had to move them out of the zoo. After all, if the veterinarians couldn't do it, we didn't have many other good options.

Chen Ling nodded in understanding.

As the tiger enclosure drew closer, the flashlight shone through and revealed pairs of dark yellow fluorescent lights swaying gently in the distant forest of Tiger Mountain.

And then, hoarse tiger roars rang out one after another.

suddenly.

The tiger's roar was no longer audible; two pairs of dark yellow, fluorescent eyes were rapidly approaching.

"Hmm? Let's step back a bit..."

The old kindergarten director didn't finish his sentence.

'哐——'

The tall iron cage walls were shaking violently. Two tigers stretched their heads and stood upright, clinging to the cage walls, staring longingly outside.

More accurately, he was watching Chen Ling outside.