Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1160 1151. A vicious horse will be sharpened by a vicious tiger

The foal born to Mansur's pure white Arabian racehorse, Night Breeze, had been delivered several days ago.

The mother and father of the big white horse gave birth to a gray foal.

The color is quite dark.

Mansur insisted that the white horse was this color when it was young, and it would naturally turn white when it grew up.

But Luo Yihang didn't believe it. He always felt that his stallion had something green on its head.

It would be nice if the foal was green.

There are three horses in the house, red, yellow, and green, just enough to form a traffic light.

The foal is only three months old and is not even as big as a white deer. When it stands up, it is only as tall as an adult's thigh.

However, the characteristics of an Arabian horse have already emerged. It has a big head, like a birthday boy, which is quite festive.

He follows the little white deer around all day long, eating and drinking for free, and has been led to walk in a bouncing manner.

One day, Mansur saw this and slapped his forehead in worry. What a good racehorse material, but he was raised as a deer. From now on, he can only practice dressage.

Who can he blame? It's his own fault. The foal was only three months old and still didn't know much when he was sent here. All the animals in Ping'angou are free-range.

There is only one with four hooves here, so it has to recognize its mother again.

But ever since those two big horses came over, the foal changed its mind.

Maybe it discovered that the other two looked more like it.

If you have nothing to do, just run to the stable.

I always want to get in.

The foal is small, like a dog, and can squeeze into any gap and run quite fast.

It’s not easy to catch him.

It almost annoyed Bo Zhihong, who was looking after the stables, to death.

These days, Bo Zhihong is in charge of the stable, taking care of the two horses' eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, which is very hard work.

Horses will not grow fat if they don't eat grass at night, so I have to get up in the middle of the night to add grass for them.

But letting Bo Zhihong do this job is not bullying him.

The guys who were in charge of the stables took turns, changing every half a month. The first shift was taken by Bo Zhihong using force.

Because, the big horse, the Ferghana horse, every young man has a dream of becoming a general, and every young man doesn’t want to ride a horse and whip it.

The boss is a generous man and will definitely let them ride.

But who goes first and who goes later depends on who has a better relationship with the two horses.

These two Arabian horses had just arrived at the new place and were still in the adaptation period. Although it seemed that there was nothing to adapt to, they were quite relaxed on the day they arrived. They chewed about 200 kilograms of sweet elephant grass with grunts, and their bellies were full.

Then the two horses pulled more than 100 kilograms of poop together...

yue~~
Apart from eating and pooping every day, life is a leisurely life.

After a few days, I could tell the temperaments of these two horses.

The stallion Sun King has a bad temper and is very aggressive. He won't let anyone touch him. If food comes late, he will kick the water bucket, and if you give him hay, he will bite people.

If it can't bite, it will hiss like it's swearing in the street, and the swearing must be very dirty.

It's a vicious horse.

The mare Flame Queen has a much better temper. She doesn't fight, grab, or bark. She also allows people to touch her and likes to walk around in circles in the stable when she has nothing to do.

So, if the foal sneaks into the mare's stable, it's fine, but if it sneaks into the stallion's stable, the stallion may not recognize it as a fellow countryman and may kick it to death.

Bo Zhihong had to serve the older ones and stop the younger ones.

What a bitter experience.
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Look, the foal came again that day.

Bo Zhihong blocked left and right, pounced and ran, and even used his lightness skills, and finally got rid of this little ancestor.

Alas, it’s such a little ancestor that I dare not use too much strength for fear of hurting it; if I don’t use too little strength, I really won’t be able to catch it.

It's a little thing but it runs fast.

As a result of this delay, the other ancestor was fed up with it.

He kicked the bucket away with a bang, and Xiliuliu let out a series of screams.

Bo Zhihong hurriedly picked up a bag of fodder to provide a snack for his great ancestor.

When pouring the food into the trough, the Golden Horse Sun King stretched out his mouth and took a bite of Bo Zhihong's arm.

Bo Zhihong was quick to move and pulled his arm back. The Sun King missed the bite.

He snorted and retracted his head, but stared with wide eyes, still looking for an opportunity to bite.

Bo Zhihong was already used to it and reached out his hand tentatively.

The Sun King immediately lowered his head and made preparations.

Bo Zhihong retracted his hand again, and the Sun King raised his head.

Usually after four or five times, the Sun King would get annoyed and would snort and turn his butt towards people, and then Bo Zhihong would start to reveal the secrets.

But this time is different.

Sudden.

A gray shadow fell from the roof and hit the Sun King on the side of his face, causing him to stagger.

What the hell?
Even Bo Zhihong was shocked. The Sun King was an adult Arabian horse, weighing more than 1,200 kilograms.

What could have knocked it off balance?

After hitting the Sun King, the gray shadow flipped in the air and landed on the ground.

Bo Zhihong looked closely and saw a fat cat, crouching with its body bent, raising its head and staring at the big golden horse.

"Chairman!" Bo Zhihong exclaimed.

Isn’t it Ding Xiaoman?

Only then did the Golden Horse Sun King see who had hit him.

I spent a long time looking for him because he was too tall.

He lowered his head and breathed heavily, apparently he was very angry.

Just raise your leg and kick Ding Xiaoman.

Ding Xiaoman dodged, then jumped high, somersaulted in the air as fast as lightning, and kicked the horse's body with his hind legs.

Counter a flying kick with a flying kick.

Bo Zhihong couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Chairman, don’t you have any idea of ​​the size of the group? You are just a little bit older than others, and you are still kicking them?
Why don't you give it an over-the-shoulder throw?

The Golden Horse Sun King didn't care. He twisted his neck and opened his mouth wide, intending to take the opportunity to bite.

result.

Ding Xiaoman used his two rear claws to kick Sun King behind the shoulder blades. Sun King was struck by lightning, and fell forward with his tongue hanging out, while his two front legs slid out to the sides.

She did a split.

Bo Zhihong was also shocked as if he was struck by lightning.

You are a cat, can you kick a horse down? ?

kick?
Still fighting?
Ding Xiaoman kicked the Sun King down to the ground and got on the horse.

He propped up his upper body with his hind legs, raised his two front paws, opened them to the left and right, and hammered the horse's neck and head.

The way they fight is like a tiger.

The Sun King turned his neck to bite, but was slapped back by Ding Xiaoman.

The Sun King was jumping and kicking wildly in the stable, trying to throw Ding Xiaoman off.

Ding Xiaoman stood as steadily as if he was clinging to the back of a horse, and even found time to give a few more slaps.

During this beating, Bo Zhihong watched the Sun King's nose become crooked, his eyes became swollen, and several patches of his long mane were pulled out, making him look like he had alopecia areata.

Is this a cat?
This is obviously a tiger!
The neighing of the Golden Horse Sun King became smaller and smaller from being deafening, and the snorting sound also became smaller and smaller.

The panting sound became louder and louder.

But at first I was angry, and then I was tired.

I don’t know how long it took, but the Golden Horse Sun King finally stopped and stopped struggling.

He knelt on his front knee and lowered his originally proud head deeply.

Ding Xiaoman also stopped his meow punch, jumped onto the back of the Sun King and sat down, looking very proud.

The proud Arabian horse was ridden by a cat first...

(End of this chapter)