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

Chapter 1326, Chapter 1313: Indulging in the World

These two kittens are quite energetic.

As soon as the people mounted their horses, the animals leaped up as well.

If you know where they're going, then you should follow them.

Look, even Wang Shaopeng is completely confused.

They're beginners, unlike you two. You ride horses all over the mountains, and you're so tired of riding them that you want to ride ponies instead. Don't you even look at the stars? Only a small, flatbread-like creature like you can carry both of you.

Luo Yihang thought to himself, then waved to Xiao Xiaoman.

Little Man jumped off the Flame Queen and landed behind Luo Yihang, then started shoving.

Luo Yihang placed Ding Xiaoman in front of him, no longer holding her. Ding Xiaoman tucked her hands into her pockets and lay on the saddle to catch up on sleep.

Xiao Xiaoman stopped scratching.

He sat obediently on the horse's rump, his upper body held high.

Luo Yihang tugged on the reins and steered the horse out of the yard.

The two cats sat steadily on the horse's back, one lying down and the other sitting.

The Flame Queen kicked the ground twice with her hoof, signaling to Wang Shaopeng on her back. Without any control, she caught up on her own.

I rode my horse out and turned a corner, and I arrived at the old Party Secretary's house.

The old Party Secretary was already waiting at the door, riding a horse—a gray Mongolian horse.

The Sun King showed no enthusiasm for his fellow horsemen. He walked over, looked down at the gray horse, snorted, and his face was full of disdain.

Why are you showing off that you're better than others?

Mongolian horses are certainly not as tall as Akhal-Teke horses, especially since Sun King was a champion horse that was carefully selected.

These two horses have been in Ping'an Gou for so long that they seem to be developing a kind of supernatural ability.

He actually showed disdain.

If you look down on someone, so be it. The Sun King snorted and then bit them.

The old Party Secretary was so frightened that he quickly spurred his horse away.

Step back one body length behind the Sun King.

The Sun King was finally satisfied and let out a loud cry with his mouth wide open.

This guy, he's back to his old habits as soon as he goes out, he won't let any other horse go in front of him, huh?

Fortunately, the old Party Secretary had a good temper, otherwise a fight would have definitely broken out.

The old Party Secretary had a good temper; even after pulling his own horse away, he still praised Sun King, saying, "Little Luo's horse is really good, so beautiful and golden, and so big too."

Although the Sun King couldn't understand the words, he knew it was a compliment, so he shook his head and snorted.

Luo Yihang slapped it on the head, "It's just that it has a terrible temper and is not obedient."

"Young Master Luo is a real man; he has to ride a spirited horse." The old Party Secretary was really flattering him.

Luo Yihang was a little embarrassed by what he said.

Ding Xiaoman, on horseback, seemed to be awakened by the Sun King's head-shaking.

Before its eyes were even fully open, it raised its paws and gave the Sun King a good beating.

The Sun King immediately became obedient, standing still without moving.

Why are you wandering around aimlessly? You've angered this ancestor! Don't you know how fierce he can be when he wakes up?

This left the old Party Secretary speechless again. "Uh... Xiaoman is amazing too."

He naturally knew Ding Xiaoman, the chairman of Cat Head Cat, who was probably the most famous cat in the country.

Upon hearing the name Xiaoman, Xiaoman poked her head out from behind Luo Yihang and let out a fierce "Awooo!"

This little rascal is unhappy again.

The old Party Secretary quickly added, "Xiao Xiaoman is so beautiful."

Xiao Xiaoman was finally satisfied, so she pulled her head back and swayed her tail around her body.

Goodness gracious, the old Party Secretary is practically sweating bullets. Luo Yihang looks like he's dressed like he's from a zoo; it's really hard to please him...
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After a few interruptions.

The others arrived as well.

It was the same group of people as yesterday. Ge Qihong, a section chief from the Department of Culture and Tourism of the Autonomous Region, was in his forties, didn't talk much, and seemed more like a scholar.

Narisu, another director of the Alxa League Culture and Tourism Bureau, is a Mongolian man in his thirties. He is very talkative, can drink, and is good at dancing. Last night, his Mongolian dance shocked the audience and also got Wang Shaopeng drunk.

The person who came from the Malan base was a woman named Bao Chuxi, a staff member of the Malan Museum. She was a former soldier, born and raised in Malan, and a descendant of those nameless heroes from back then.

She's an old acquaintance; she provided the story of Old Cheng at the Malan base in "There's a Story to Tell You," and she stayed in Tianhan for more than two months overseeing the production and providing assistance.

They sent her again this time because of something else.

A group of people gathered, all riding horses, and headed north along the highway under the guidance of the old Party Secretary.

Cars are not allowed on the “miracle” grassland; this is a new rule set by the locals, so only horses are permitted.

As for why it's called a guide.

The Sun King, that stinky horse, still wouldn't let any other horse get ahead of it.

Fortunately, there's only one main road, so there's no fear of getting lost.

Not long after leaving the village, we entered the desert.

The vast expanse of yellow sand stretches as far as the eye can see.

But before it ended, snap! A green snake stretched across the yellow sand, cutting the desert in two.

On the way, when they met Luo Shaoan, the old Party Secretary specially stopped his horse and pointed to the sand dunes, telling him about what happened that day.

The sand dunes are now covered with grass checkerboard patterns.

The villagers and volunteers in Buwusu Township did not stop their efforts to combat desertification just because they had the super iris grass.

According to them, the grassland can only be covered once a year, and the desert won't move away on its own the rest of the time. The sooner the desert is controlled, the less suffering future generations will have to endure.

"Young Master Luo, why didn't that young man come the other day? I was in such a rush back then, I didn't even have a chance to have a drink with him." The old Party Secretary Batu Chaolu's shout pulled Luo Yihang back from his gazing into the distance.

"Him? He'll be here in a few days, during the Naadam festival. Right now, he's busy selling pigs and getting scolded," Luo Yihang replied loudly.

"Hahahaha!" The old Party Secretary laughed heartily. "I know, I know. I even had the young people in the community buy some for me. They bought them from all around. We didn't have any here, so I found someone called... a purchasing agent..."

“Young Master Luo’s pigs are really well raised. One bite and your tongue will melt in your mouth.” Na Risu chimed in, “That’s right. We don’t have a sales point here. If we want to buy some meat, we have to find a proxy buyer. Young Master Luo, when will you open a distribution point for our alliance? With this grassland, our alliance really longs for your products.”

"I don't know either. The fresh meat is all handed over to them for distribution. I'll ask them later," Luo Yihang said with a smile.

"Just one sentence from you, Mr. Luo, is more effective than a hundred from us." That day, Su seized the opportunity.

As expected of an official, he never forgets to bring benefits to the local area.

Chatting and laughing, they continued along the road.

We can see the border gate now.

The old Party Secretary turned his horse around and went down the road.

There is a sand-prevention forest about 100 meters wide near the border crossing.

After passing through the sand-protecting forest, a vast expanse of green suddenly opens up before your eyes, stretching majestically towards the horizon.

This is the "miracle" grassland, which is covered with iris grass.

On this vast green carpet, there were scattered purple flowers, which were the blooming irises.

The leaves of the iris are long and upright, swaying gracefully in the wind in clumps and clusters. And on the flower stems that emerge from the green leaves, there are delicate little flowers with six petals, which are pale purple in color, and the center of the flower is tinged with a bit of deep purple, just like a blush that accidentally flies up on a beautiful woman's cheek.

Standing up and looking into the distance, the purple flowers and green grass stretched to the horizon, meeting the blue sky and white clouds.

In the blue sky after the rain, wisps of white clouds are scattered.

Strands and strands, not forming a shape.

Like a celestial being drunk, carelessly crushing the clouds of sorrow... Beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.

Seeing this beautiful scenery before my eyes.

Everyone stood on their horses, gazing greedily into the distance, speechless for a moment…

a long time.

The old Party Secretary spoke up.

"Isn't it beautiful? There's no more beautiful scenery in the world. I come here every day, and I can't get enough of it."

“Beautiful, so beautiful,” Bao Chuxi murmured in agreement.

Luo Yihang turned his head and said, "Sister Bao, is the Malan base like this too?"

Bao Chuxi nodded, then shook her head.

"The Malan plants in the Malan base are not like the continuous patches here; they grow in scattered patches, very large, and can be found everywhere."

“The new shoots will sprout every April and bloom in May and June. It’s so beautiful.”

"However, the Malan flowers at the Malan base are blue and white, while the Malan flowers here are purple, and they look like they just bloomed."

"They've just started blooming," the old Party Secretary replied. "The first one bloomed half a month ago, right there, very far away. I was the first to see it, and there have been more and more every day for the past two weeks."

The old Party Secretary spoke of this with great pride, saying that he really did come every day and could notice such details.

Bao Chuxi nodded again, "Then we can see it for a long time, if the flowering period of the iris here is the same as that of the iris base."

"Same, flowering period is fifty to sixty days." Luo Yihang said with great certainty, "Its origin is in the Malan base, it is an extension of the Malan grass that grows there."

Upon hearing this, Bao Chuxi was deeply moved. "Oh my, it's like I'm home now."

“Of course.” Luo Yihang continued with particular certainty, pointing to the grassland in front of him, “From here on, every blade of Malan grass is a Malan base, an extension of the Malan spirit. It will turn this vast yellow sand green.”

“Yes, that’s right!” Director Ge Qihong chimed in. “Therefore, this year’s Naadam Festival is being held here, symbolizing the indomitable spirit of the people who have worked hard here, and also symbolizing that the desert has been reborn and is as beautiful as a flower.”

“It will definitely be spectacular. Little Luo said the flowers will bloom for fifty or sixty days. The Naadam Festival lasts for a month, and during the festival, this grassland will be covered in flowers.” Narisu said, raising his whip. “I just wonder what it will feel like to run!”

"We'll know once we take a ride!" the old Party Secretary shouted with pride, whipping his horse and galloping into the grassland.

When the Sun King saw that other horses had run ahead, he couldn't stand it and let out a long neigh.

Luo Yihang understood its meaning, shouted loudly, and squeezed the horse's belly with his legs.

Upon receiving the signal, the Sun King reared up and charged into the grassland.

It turned into a golden thread.

Galloping freely, its four hooves pounding like the beating of war drums.

At first, it was fine; the horses' hooves pounded the ground, splashing up grass and yellow sand.

But in no time, the Sun King picked up speed, his four hooves flying so fast that they seemed to barely touch the ground.

Golden mane flew wildly, like a streak of light cutting through the green fields; the wind howled in my ears, almost suffocating me.

The grassland stretched out beneath their hooves, truly boundless. In the distance, the iris grass merged with the clouds on the horizon, green waves surging towards the sky. The purple irises, scattered like stars, which had been blooming quietly, were now transformed into a flowing purple mist by the galloping hooves, stretching out hazy bands of color with the speed of the horse.

A herd of gazelles grazing on the grass roots were startled and suddenly leaped up, scattering like golden arrows. Several larks fluttered up from the grass, darting frantically into the blue sky.

Another pair of gray rabbits were startled from the iris grass and ran around like headless flies, disappearing into another patch of grass in the blink of an eye.

The sudden movement startled several grasshoppers hiding in the grass, which fluttered their wings and hopped away to either side...

Upon seeing this, the others also spurred their horses and rushed into the grassland.

Their riding skills are not bad.

Apart from Wang Shaopeng.

The Flame Queen followed docilely at the back of the herd, walking slowly without vying for anything, displaying her gentle nature.

But then they saw the Sun King leap out.

She reacted as if a switch had been flipped.

Suddenly, it transformed into a ball of raging fire and shot out.

Wang Shaopeng was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he gripped the reins tightly with both hands, his whole body swaying and rocking like a withered leaf in the wind.

I felt dizzy and disoriented. The sound of horses' hooves was like thunder. The grasslands on both sides turned into a flowing green curtain, and the purple flowers were like splashing points of light that dazzled my eyes.

Wang Shaopeng was so frightened that he lost his grip on the reins and clung tightly to the horse's neck, almost crying out, feeling as if he was about to be thrown off at any moment.

No matter how much he pulled or tugged, the Flame Queen didn't stop and wouldn't listen to him at all.

Anyway, I'm not familiar with him.

The crimson horse beneath him ran faster and faster, its hooves whistling through the air, each step feeling like it was treading on Wang Shaopeng's heart.

Suddenly, the Flame Queen leaped into the air and flew across a shallow ditch.

Wang Shaopeng was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly and screamed, making incoherent noises. He himself didn't know what he was saying.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I had landed safely.

Gradually, a strange rhythm came from the horse's back. Wang Shaopeng tentatively began to follow the undulating rhythm, no longer resisting it.

The wind tugged at his clothes, but it also gradually pulled away his fear.

He tried to loosen the reins slightly, and the red horse seemed to sense it, its gait becoming increasingly smooth and free.

Horse hooves swept across the sea of ​​Malan flowers, stirring up the petals and creating a misty purple haze in the air.

Wang Shaopeng passed through the purple mist and saw flowers falling like rain, their fragrance filling the air.

Suddenly, an unprecedented sense of exhilaration rose from the bottom of his heart, and he opened his throat and let out a shout that was half fear and half joy.

I don't know what I'm shouting, I just want to shout, I want to yell.

Sizzle~~~
As if in response to him, it let out a long, loud neigh and ran even faster.

Ahead, all the horses neighed in unison, and the riders shouted in unison as well.

Indulge in the beauty of this azure sky and verdant grass...
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I don't know how much time passed, or how far I ran.

The old Party Secretary reined in the horse and shouted for everyone to stop.

Luo Yihang had already run out and was almost out of sight.

But he has good hearing; he heard the sound and turned his horse around.

The Sun King was still a little unhappy, and he didn't slow down when he turned around.

It was puffing out white steam.

Luo Yihang touched the horse's mane. The Sun King's golden mane was soaked with sweat, and the blood under his skin was full and red, shining like a sunset in the sunlight.

This creature doesn't bleed red blood; it just has thin skin, and its bright fur interacts with sweat in the sunlight, creating a red illusion.

The Sun King hadn't run so freely in a long time. After turning around, he ran for a while longer before gradually slowing down under Luo Yihang's control.

As Luo Yihang reined in his horse, he looked back and saw a winding trail running through the sea of ​​Malan flowers. Startled birds were still circling in the air, while the grassland stretched silently into the distance...

We had reached the border between the grasslands and the desert, where the greenery gradually faded.

Not far away lies a vast sea of ​​sand.

Ding Xiaoman and Xiao Xiaoman have never seen a desert before.

Suddenly seeing so much sand.

He jumped off the horse in a flash and hopped into the desert.

One on each side raised its tail and stuck out its butt.

With more force... "Mmm~~"

Hey, a super-sized litter box...

(End of this chapter)