Song Dekui removed the saddles from the two horses, loosened the bit, and let them graze.
Song Liyun then began looking for a place to set up camp.
Old Ma was tired, and it was also a reminder to its owner to find a safe place to rest before dark.
The reason it chooses places with many rocks is because there is little grass there, the view is open, and it can avoid attacks from predators such as jackals hiding in the grass.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Xiaoyun, this old Ma is quite something!"
Song Dekui returned carrying the saddle. Looking at the flat and spacious area, though it was full of rocks and there wasn't even enough room to stand, he frowned and said, "Xiaoyun, what are we going to do? Can your little hut hold it?"
Song Liyun also came over, looked at the pile of stones the size of a human head, and nodded: "It's okay, we just need to move these stones away, and it will be a flat area. In addition, these stones can be used to stabilize the foundation of the house."
As she spoke, she took out a small silver-white pouch from her bosom...
"etc!"
Song Dekui's eyes widened, and he dropped the saddle and jumped and ran over.
Song Liyun was somewhat puzzled.
Seeing Song Dekui run to his side, he first rubbed his hands vigorously under his armpits, then respectfully held the small silver bag in his palms and knelt down with a thud.
He closed his eyes and murmured, "Great Immortal, please protect us! From now on, every year I will choose the fattest and most delicious sacrificial animals for our offerings, and the most expensive and thickest incense and candles." After saying that, he kowtowed three times.
"well!"
Song Liyun gave a bitter smile.
The reason Song Dekui dared to risk entering the grassland with him was because of this small silver bag.
That is, the lucky bag of the "cloth bag monk" mentioned by Song Zhenping.
From the moment Song Liyun decided to keep Uncle Kui, she had discussed with Song Zhenping that they should tell him about the "lucky bag" thing, otherwise it would be troublesome to deal with many things and explain them afterwards.
Moreover, in the hearts of the three siblings, Song Dekui was the only trustworthy relative in the Song family.
Song Liyun had once been very careful in persuading Song Zhenping to accept this "miracle product".
Unexpectedly, when Song Dekui heard about the lucky bag that could store things, he instantly believed it.
He even knelt down and kowtowed when he saw Song Liyun demonstrate her "divine skills".
After all, the saying "a universe within a bag" was originally uttered by Song Dekui himself at the Cloth Bag Monk Temple outside Suijin Town, and was only borrowed by Song Liyun.
The temple is now thriving, and Song Dekui deserves some credit for that.
Since ancient times, when people burn incense and kowtow, they are only worshipping the desires and fears in their hearts. Whether they are kneeling before gods or objects is irrelevant.
After kowtowing excessively, Song Dekui respectfully handed the small bag back to Song Liyun. Undeterred by the cold and hard ground, he knelt upright, his eyes shining, and said, "Xiaoyun, quickly perform for me!"
He loved watching objects suddenly disappear and reappear, like a magic trick performed at a temple fair, which thrilled him.
But every time Song Dekui thought about it, he felt that he was insulting a sacred object.
As expected of someone with a quick mind, Song Dekui finally came up with a good idea: whenever Song Liyun used the "divine bag," he would kneel on the ground and watch.
Song Liyun was speechless at this guy's absurdity!
She didn't waste any time; the moment her hand touched the ground, the pile of stones vanished, leaving behind a patch of sand.
The old horse, which was lying in the pile of stones, was frightened by this strange situation. It let out a long "xi li li" and seemed to have a different soul. It nimbly leaped up and fled into the distance.
Song Dekui also jumped up, chasing after the horse's rump while shouting, "A pound of salt has run away!"
The man and his horse quickly ran into the overgrown weeds.
Song Liyun immediately panicked!
Old Ma's eyes are his own on the grassland; he can't afford to make a mistake.
Furthermore, Song Dekui was running around on the grassland empty-handed, which would be dangerous if he encountered jackals.
Song Liyun ignored the pile of stones and quickly pulled Juqingma over, mounted the horse, and chased after the old horse and Song Dekui.
The chestnut mare is a gentle-tempered mare who was originally given to Song Liyun by Zhao Tingduo, but now she's gotten together with Juqing.
Seeing Chrysanthemum Green Horse running, the husband and wife followed suit and ran alongside.
Song Liyun quickly caught up with Song Dekui with two horses: "Uncle Kui, mount your horses!"
Song Dekui was panting heavily, his tongue lolling out, when he saw the chestnut horse approaching. He quickly pulled on the reins and mounted the horse, saying, "Xiaoyun... that old salt is up to no good."
What does "Old Salt is Ghosted" mean?
When Song Liyun gave chase, she indeed discovered something amiss. The horse was clearly running unsteadily and wobbly, as if it were about to collapse and die at any moment, yet it just wouldn't die.
Song Liyun and Song Dekui circled around several times but couldn't catch it.
There were times when the old horse had stopped moving, but as soon as people got close, it would break out of the encirclement in a dying struggle.
Song Liyun became increasingly alarmed as she grabbed him. Old Ma seemed to be able to read human thoughts; his intelligence was frighteningly high.
It's clear that it's very experienced in dealing with such attacks; it must have escaped countless wolf hunts throughout its life.
Fortunately, no matter how skilled Lao Ma was, he was still Lao Ma. After struggling for more than ten minutes, he finally ran out of energy and Song Dekui seized the opportunity to put the bridle on him.
It was led back to the rocky beach, looking half-dead again.
After all that trouble, Song Liyun dared not make any more mistakes. She first drove in a wooden stake to tie up the old horse before continuing her work on tidying up the house foundation.
Soon, a space of about thirty square meters was cleared out. Song Liyun shook her small silver bag, and a stack of neatly arranged double-sided wooden plywood and a long wooden pillar with a deep groove were placed on the ground.
Song Dekui's eyes were glued to the screen. Seeing that the wooden board had been removed, he stopped kneeling and hurried forward to help.
The wooden pillars are spliced together one by one with grooves, and then bound together with cowhide ropes to form a long prefabricated frame. Finally, the wall panels with paper cores in the middle of the two wooden boards are fixed into the frame.
The simple prefabricated house was built by Mu the carpenter at Song Liyun's request, and it took him a month to build it.
Due to technical and raw material issues, each prefabricated house is only ten square meters in size, barely enough for one person.
Song Liyun took out the materials for two prefabricated houses and quickly assembled them into two independent small houses.
The small huts were placed three meters apart, thus creating an open space in the middle of the prefabricated houses.
Then, connect and secure the front and back with wooden sticks, and place several wooden planks on top, turning the open space into a stable, providing shelter for the three horses from the wind and rain.
This way, if there is any commotion outside, the people living in the small houses on both sides can notice it immediately and find the horses to react.
As Song Dekui assembled the prefabricated house, he exclaimed in admiration, "Xiaoyun, how did you come up with the idea of using wooden boards sandwiched with paper to make walls, and even made this mobile house?"
Everyone says you have to move overnight, now you can move your house overnight too.
Song Liyun smiled gently: "I was thinking that the Di people of the grasslands live in yurts and tents that are easy to move, so I naturally wanted to make a house that is easy to assemble and disassemble."
"Uncle Kui, don't be fooled by the fact that this house is made of wooden planks and cardboard. Once it's set up, it'll be much more comfortable than living in that damp and stuffy dugout."
In fact, ever since the last time she stayed a few nights at the mouth of the Huangsha River Valley, when Granny Qi specially built a yurt for her, Song Liyun had had this idea.
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