Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 363 Cumin and Pepper Salt

Wang Mingqian didn't know what it was and was about to ask a question when he saw his friend, who always loved cleanliness, suddenly put his fingers with dirt in them into his mouth, sucked them twice, and then smacked his lips as if he was tasting it seriously.

He was so shocked by the look that he was dumbfounded: "Cui, Cui Yi, you, you, this, this is dirt."

I still don’t know how many people and animals have stepped on this soil!

Cui Bianxu's eyes lit up as he hurried back to the team. Seeing that his horse's hooves had been wrapped, he immediately jumped on the horse, squeezed his legs together, and rushed out.

His young slave is really smart!

The white on the handful of soil is salt, and there is also inconspicuous pepper powder and cumin powder mixed in the soil. Jiang Shangxian always remembers his identity as a chef, and he carries bottles and jars of seasonings with him whether he is at home or going out.

This must have been spread by her!

He was not wrong, it was indeed Jiang Shangxian who spread it.

In fact, she didn't want to leave any mark at the beginning. After all, she didn't carry anything that could spread thirty miles, and Chaoyuan Temple was just standing there and wouldn't run away.

At the fork in the road, she ran a few dozen meters towards the other road at first, but when she smelled the fragrance of Cui Shuhua's incense becoming weaker, she retreated.

Since they might have taken the wrong path, and assuming that Wang Mingqian brought the Jinwu Guards with him, they might have also taken the wrong path, she scattered some barbecue ingredients on the ground, believing that Xiao Wang should be able to find them.

In the end, she still overestimated Xiao Wang. This guy just ate and didn't remember anything. Fortunately, Cui Bianxu was there, otherwise she really wouldn't understand.

Beside the broken carriage, Jiang Shangxian, Zhou Qiu, the guard, and Jiang Wangri were chasing. Xiao Jiang was afraid that Zhou Qiu would become beastly and turn around to hurt Jiang Wangri, or that he would suddenly attack Cui Shuhua and the others, so he kept running while spitting foul language and stirring up hatred.

To some extent, her strategy was successful. Even the usually expressionless guard had an expression on his face as if his whole body was about to break apart.

Truly speaking, the future mistress is too good at scolding!

He couldn't even imagine how he would be scolded if he did something wrong when the mistress came home if he managed to survive today.

But the problem is, even if her speed is fast enough, her endurance is far from comparable to Zhou Qiu's. She has begun to be exhausted and is running on her last breath under the threat of death, but her speed has slowed down visibly.

She was nearly chopped down several times.

That's right, what kind of martial ethics does someone like Zhou Qiu have? At first, he wanted to beat her into a pulp with his fists, and then he just chopped her with a knife.

If it weren't for the guards, Jiang Wangri, and Yingzi who kept harassing him, Xiao Jiang felt that he would have been injured.

Suddenly, Xiao Jiang, who was running wildly, felt her heart tighten suddenly, and a chill quickly approached her back. The human's keen sense of danger made her control her urge to look back and look at the situation. She stretched her legs a few more times, but unfortunately she had really reached her limit.

Those who are often unlucky enough to be forced by their teachers to run a 1,500-meter long-distance race at sports meets know that for non-professional runners, the long-distance race is very fast at the beginning, but by the halfway point, they will feel a burning sensation in their chest.

After going through this painful time, people will suddenly enter a state of mental suspension, where the brain and legs act separately, the brain is vague, and the legs run mechanically on their own.

But this couldn't last long. Her chest was burning and her mechanized legs were slowly starting to jam. Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell heavily to the ground, with screams ringing in her ears.

She was not prepared to wait for death. My fate is in my own hands. Life is about fighting. Xiao Jiang would not give up until she was stabbed to death by the knife.

At the same time, she also believed that others would not watch her being hacked to pieces. Xiao Jiang swore that her brain cells had never been so active before. Perhaps it was because her potential exploded at the moment of death, her mouth was still uncontrollably yelling and cursing: "Come on! If I frown today, I will not be the successor of communism! You idiot who gave birth to a son with an asshole and a mouth! The mud under my feet is more handsome than your appearance!"

While yelling and cursing, she rolled desperately on the ground. She couldn't get up, and the slope of the dirt road made her roll quite fast. She just felt the thrill of being thrown back and forth, just like riding some kind of equipment in an amusement park.

"Nian Nu!" The whistling sound of the wind was mixed with someone's shouting. Unfortunately, Jiang Shangxian could no longer tell who was calling her. She felt dizzy and couldn't even open her eyes. She suspected that she was about to suffer a concussion.

When Cui Bianxu arrived with his men, he saw this puzzling scene, but he recognized the humanoid creature rolling on the ground and rolling farther and farther away. He was wearing an ivory-white, pottery-red crabapple-patterned round-necked robe, and boldly matched yellow, green, orange, and blue striped pants.

He personally drew the pattern and selected the materials and had someone make it for Jiang Shangxian. It was obvious who the person rolling on the ground was.

The moment Cui Shuhua saw him, she collapsed into Qiaoxiang's arms, silently praying to the Bodhisattva, "He's finally here!" She pointed in the direction of Jiang Shangxian with a trembling face and said, "Quick, quick, that's Nian Nu!"

Without her saying anything, Cui Bianxu flew out at the first moment. Seeing Zhou Qiu still trying to chase and chop Jiang Shangxian with a knife, he became angry. He shouted and stepped hard on his head. The huge force made Zhou Qiu's knees soften, and he slumped down and almost knelt down on the spot.

How dare you bully his wife!

After all, he was the leader, so Zhou Qiu reacted quickly. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Cui Bianxu's calves, trying to throw him to the ground.

Zhou Qiu was very experienced in the action of lifting someone's legs and slapping them on the ground like a stick, but Xiao Cui was faster. He quickly kicked Xiao Cui on the forehead with his other foot, kicking him backwards, and used the force to land in front of Jiang Shangxian.

Seeing that Jiang Shangxian's face was about to collide with his legs, Cui Bianxu hurriedly changed from squatting to kneeling, bent down with his hands open to relax his muscles, not daring to use too much force for fear of hurting his wife. He was knocked by the fat and dizzy Jiang and slid backwards to his knees and stopped a little.

"Nian Nu, Nian Nu, how are you? Where does it hurt?" Regardless of the pain in his chest and arms, Cui Bianxu hugged the man in his arms and raised his hand to pull at Jiang Shangxian's eyelids that were covered with dirt.

Xiao Jiang, who was dizzy from the pain all over her body and couldn't open her eyes, didn't feel that someone was holding her in an embrace at all. The overwhelming damp and foul smell mixed with the smell of sweat, blood and something unknown quickly occupied her entire nasal cavity and was inhaled into her lungs at the fastest speed, making her already dizzy head even more dizzy.

Her throat was so dry from all the cursing that she couldn't help but suspect her tonsils were stuck together. "Damn it, are you trying to fuck me in the swamp?"