Chapter 1146 Sweaty BMW

"But Brother Timur, I'm really not hurt..."

Zhuang Rui never thought that he would see this legendary professional witch doctor, and he was pulled by Timur to see a doctor, so he couldn't help crying and laughing.

"Brother Zhuang, your face is full of blood, and you said you were not hurt. Who hurt you? I'm going to waste him..." Peng Fei also rushed over at this moment, pushing away Timur, who was much stronger than him, with a murderous face.

Peng Fei is a little depressed. Every time he is with Zhuang Rui, the world is always peaceful. When this brother acts alone, he always has to do something. After all, his bodyguard is not responsible enough.

"Is your face full of blood? Are you talking about me?"

Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard the words and stretched out his hand to touch his face. As soon as he raised his hand, his whole body was petrified, because his hands were full of red blood.

"This...this...what's going on?"

Looking at the blood in his hands, Zhuang Rui was a little dumbfounded and quickly touched his whole body. Only then did he find that his neck and clothes were full of red, but he put his hands to his nose, but did not smell the fishy smell of blood, but there was a faint fragrance.

"It's not blood..., after Zhuang Rui smelled the smell of red ** on his hand, he was immediately relieved.

However, looking at himself in red, Zhuang Rui also smiled bitterly. This image is really too bad. No wonder Zhuang Rui will be stared at by Battle and others when he rides on the wind in front of him. If he is in the city, it is estimated that he will be questioned by the police if he can't take a few steps.

Peng Fei also put a little red ** from Zhuang Rui's hand into his mouth, and immediately distinguished it. He said angrily, "It's not blood, Brother Zhuang, do you think you have wiped all the paint to scare us?"

"Does it hurt when I'm idle? Is your head going crazy or something? Make yourself red to scare you?"

Zhuang Rui stared at Peng Fei angrily, but then he was a little confused, "Where on earth is his red color stained? When he got up in the morning, he didn't seem to have it yet. Could it be... Zhuang Rui was suddenly shocked and turned to look at the wind leisurely gnawing the grass on the roadside, "Is it... Is it... Dude, did you win the big prize?"

Strongly held back the excitement in his heart, Zhuang Rui shouted, "Chasing the wind, come here...", "Puff..."

Chasing the wind raised the horse's head when he heard the words. The trot seemed to be beside Zhuang Rui, and his eyes were looking at Peng Fei and others.

Especially when he saw Battle, he turned over his nose and snorted at Battle. His front hooves were also ready to move. As long as Battle had any movements, it was estimated that the hooves would be kicked over.

"This...is this the horse?"

Just now, several people's attention was focused on Zhuang Rui, who was covered with "blood stains". No one paid attention to the horse that Zhuang Rui had just rode. Now the wind is coming to the front, it immediately shocked Battle and others.

The appearance of Chasing the wind is really good. Among other things, the height of nearly two meters is something that Bartel, who has played horses for half his life, has never seen, and Chasing Feng's red to dark, with a faint touch of pale golden skin, makes it look extremely elegant and noble.

When he caught chasing the wind before, Battle was riding on a horse. At that time, he didn't feel anything. Now standing in front of the tall chasing wind, it is an old rider like Battle, and he feels a little depressed.

Zhuang Rui nodded and said, "That's right, chasing the wind, don't hold a grudge. These are all my good brothers..."

"Zhuang...Brother Zhuang, how did you tame it? How can this be possible?"

Although chasing the wind was in front of him, and Battle also saw Zhoucai Zhuang Rui riding on it with his own eyes, he still didn't believe it. How could such a horse king, which can be called a "sky horse", be tamed by Zhuang Rui?

Zhuang Rui waved his hand and did not answer Battle's question. Instead, he looked at Wuyun Qiqige and said, "Let's talk about this later, Qiqige, give me your towel..."

The little girl was looking at the wind with little stars in her eyes. When she heard Zhuang Rui's words, she immediately wrinkled her little nose and said, "No, Brother Zhuang, you stink to death. I won't give you Qiqi's towel..."

"I didn't wipe it for myself... Zhuang Rui rolled his eyes and didn't bother to argue with the little girl. He went straight to the yellow spot of Peng Feiqi and pulled out a white towel from the package next to the saddle.

"Brother Zhuang, it's true to find a place to take a shower and change your clothes. Why do you take a towel?"

Peng Fei was also a little confused, so it was Battle, Timur and the legendary witch doctor beside him, who looked at Zhuang Rui nervously, as if guessed what he wanted to do.

"Wow..."

"Don't make trouble, twist over..."

Zhuang Rui took a snow-white towel and put his hand around Chasing Feng's neck. Chasing Feng thought that Zhuang Rui was going to be intimate with him, so he immediately put out his tongue and licked Zhuang Rui's face.

After watching Zhuang Rui wipe the hair around the neck of Chasing Feng with a towel, Battle asked in a trembling voice, "Zhuang...Brother Zhuang, is it...is it?"

"What are you talking about? What is it? If you don't wash yourself first, why do you wipe the sweat for a horse? Peng Fei was a little puzzled by Zhuang Rui's behavior and the expression of Battle and others.

"Brother Battle, really... It's really a sweaty horse, and it should be pure blood... Zhuang Rui ignored Peng Fei and reached out and handed the white towel to Battle. The original snow-white towel has now turned red.

And the "blood stains" on Zhuang Rui's face and body have finally been found, which is caused by the sweat flowing out of the chasing wind while running, but the color of the sweat is a little special.

"Immort life is above, get up... This is a divine horse...,, before Battle had spoken, the old Mongolian man knelt down with a "plop" and worshipped the chasing wind with a devout face.

"Oh, old man, don't do this. I can't stand it..."

Because Chasing the wind was standing behind Zhuang Rui, the old man's behavior was more like kneeling down to Zhuang Rui. Zhuang Rui did not react for a moment and reached out to pull the old man up.

"Who worships you, boy, get out of the way, I worship Shenma..."

The old man was more depressed than Zhuang Rui. His youngest son was eight years older than Zhuang Rui, and he didn't want to be taken advantage of by this boy.

"Ha ha, I said old man, it's a wild horse. What kind of horse is it? Floating clouds, they are all floating clouds..."

Zhuang Rui was proud and couldn't help but say a few words of modesty, but the smile on his face really wanted people to punch him.

"Law..."

The chasing wind behind Zhuang Rui was not happy to hear it. After a long hissing in his mouth, he turned his head and stretched out his mouth to bite the saddle on his back, and threw the saddle to the ground very skillfully.

"De, de, ancestor, aren't you a god horse? Why did he do this again? As soon as Zhuang Rui saw the move of chasing the wind, his head suddenly became big. Is this boy addicted to threatening himself? If you don't like a word, you can directly shake your face off the chain.

"Oh, I remember..."

Peng Fei, who was beside him, suddenly patted his head and shouted loudly. His cold voice was so shocked that he almost kicked him with his hooves.

"What's wrong with you? I don't know that the horse can't be frightened? Zhuang Rui kicked behind Peng Fei's buttocks. This should be replaced by chasing the wind. I guess it's stable that Peng Fei can't get out of bed for two or three months.

"Hey hey, I remember, Brother Zhuang, is the sweat-blooded horse you are talking about the little red horse that Guo Daxia rides in The Legend of the Condor Heroes?"

Peng Fei is very proud of his "extensive" knowledge. This martial arts novel is not in vain. At least he knows what kind of big guy in front of him.

Zhuang Rui nodded and said, "Yes, it's the sweaty BMW in martial arts novels..."

Timur looked at the tall chasing wind and said with envy on her face, "Zhuang Rui'an replied, your luck is really good. Such a pure sweat-blooded horse has not been seen on the grassland for more than half a century, but I didn't expect to be tamed by you..."

Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard the words and asked strangely, "For more than half a century? Isn't it said that the sweat-blooded horse has disappeared for one or two years in the Middle Kingdom? Zhuang Rui doesn't know much about the sweat-blooded horse. He only knows that this horse is called Dawanma, which is produced in present Turkmenistan.

The reason why the sweat-blooded horse is so famous is that in addition to the mention of Jin Daxia in martial arts novels, it is mainly because of the fact that. A few years ago, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had two bloody wars with the Dawan Kingdom of the Western Regions at that time.

Battle shook his head and said, "Where has it been so long? At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were dozens of sweat-blooded horses in Xinjiang, and some time ago, I also found a pure sweat-blooded horse in Xinjiang... In the year of the earthworm, in order to improve the horses of the cavalry, China introduced stallion from the former Soviet Union, including q horse Ahama, Sweat-blooded horses, at that time, these groups of sweat-blooded horses were raised in the stallion of Xilingrad League, Inner Mongolia.

Unfortunately, the sweat-blooded horses introduced by the complete genealogy management system at that time were not able to breed naturally and hybridize with local domestic horses.

Although this can improve the quality of domestic horses, it inevitably caused the degradation of Ahama. After just a few decades, there is no trace of sweat-blooded horses in the Xilingrad League of Inner Mongolia.

The discovery of a sweat-blooded horse in Xinjiang was that Hayato Shimizu, a Japanese horse researcher, took out a photo at the horse research conference held at the University of Tokyo. From the photos he provided, it can be found that the shoulder called the "sweat-blooded horse" did flow out like blood**.

This incident caused a great sensation in the past few years. Experts from China and Japan have conducted in-depth research on this, hoping to solve the mystery of sweaty horses.