Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 282. 281. Skeleton Horse Head
Inside the carriage, it was unusually quiet.

It's not that Hongying deliberately kept silent.

In fact, she has been paying attention to the expression on the Taoist priest's face... or his eyes.

She found that the other party's eyes were always somewhat empty.

It's not the kind of dullness that doesn't look bright, but empty.All kinds of emotions rolled in the eyes, but in the end it was still nothing.

Very strange.

But Hongying instinctively didn't want to disturb her.

Even... She really wanted to know what the Taoist priest was thinking.

"..."

"..."

In the silence, there was only the rattling of horseshoes, and the creaking of the wooden structure in the carriage due to the squeeze of the joints when the carriage and horses were walking.

After leaving, there will be about a hundred or so rest time.

The coachman had already seen the stone bridge over the Luoshui River.

There are 5 stone bridges linking the north and south cities of Luoyang.

This place is the one closest to the Zhen Beast Pen.As long as you cross the stone bridge, and then go west all the way... through five streets, you will arrive at the Wenfeng Building.

It was snowing during the day, so there were few pedestrians on the street.

At night, the temperature drops, not to mention the cold.

At this time, even the beggars don't know where to hide to warm up, who will go out?

Therefore, when the chariots and horses set foot on the stone bridge, there were no shadows of people around.

The coachman's consideration was also very simple. This time the carriage and horses left, they didn't let them wait to pick them up, but just sent them to the place.

After going to the local place to get the money, I get off work, and then get two or two drinks to supplement the expenses when I go home. After returning home, I can comfortably burn my feet, tease my half-year-old grandson, and enjoy the happiness of that day.

Beautiful, beautiful.

Thinking of this, he let out a breath of cold air.

The beard on his face was covered with a layer of ice.

Today...it's too cold.

He couldn't help but took out the water bag in his arms.

The water bag has dried up, but there are still two sips of wine in it.

He planned to drink it in one gulp to drive away the cold.

But it was the kung fu of taking out the wine, uncorking, pouring the wine, corking the cork, and exhaling the smell of alcohol comfortably, the driver was suddenly taken aback...

this bridge...

Why is it so long?
The bridges of the Luoshui River are all built close to the mouth of the river.And this stone bridge is the shortest, and it can be crossed in only thirty or fifty steps.

Horses and chariots travel faster.

But... when I remembered to drink just now, the carriage had obviously already boarded the bridge.And I've finished drinking, why... haven't I reached the middle of the bridge yet?

Looking at the highest point of the arch bridge uphill, he was a little puzzled.

Are you drunk?

With this thought in his mind, he even tugged on the rein.

Originally, it was just to control the horses not to run wild, and accidentally rushed down the bridge.But this time when pulling the rein, he shook his hand and scolded:
"drive."

The horses pulling the cart picked up speed and continued to climb towards the top of the slope.

But the coachman felt something was wrong again.

This... this top, why is it still in front?

It's as if the horses and chariots have no place to move.

"???"

There was some doubt and perplexity in his eyes.

fell into deep self-doubt.

Could it be that I was really drunk?
Couldn't help but turned around, turned around, and wanted to see the back road.

But just looking at this back road and that one, his face turned pale in an instant.

road……

Where is the road? !
At some point, there was fog behind the carriages and horses.

The mist filled everything between heaven and earth.

Nowhere to be seen.

No dwellings were seen.

No lights.

Nothing... is gone.

"Ho...ho..."

Any fool can feel something is wrong.

The coachman tried his best to make some noise and call for help, but suddenly found that his mouth could not speak, as if it was blocked by something.

The horror in his eyes was slowly replaced by fear.

This……

Haunted... Haunted! ?
Turning his head back... only to find that the arch bridge in front had also disappeared into the mist.

Ahead, there is no road.

Behind, there is no road.

There was no sound around.

Only the old horse in front is running tirelessly.

But while running, he suddenly heard the wailing of his old buddy who had been with him for many years, and then "poof", the horse spurted blood from its mouth and nose... No, not only the mouth, nose, eyes, ears, even its hair A trickle of black blood gushed out.

In an instant, the horse wasted into skin and bones.

Then those furs rotted rapidly, and under the thick stench, only a running skeleton remained.

Never stop.

I... my horse!

Before the coachman had time to think about it, he suddenly saw the skeleton of the running horse disintegrate, and two hollow holes floated out of nowhere in the eyes of the pale horse's head, and turned his head to stare at him.

He obviously lost his eyeballs, but the coachman felt a chill suddenly spread from his eyes all over his body!

That is hate!
Hate why he killed himself!

Obviously I have been running around all my life for your livelihood!

But why do you still want to kill me! ?
"Ho...ho..."

I'm not... I... I don't... old man... I don't...

……

Usually you don't feed me good fodder.

When business is bad, I often reduce my forage!
Even my shack is about to collapse and I can't bear to buy some solid wood.

You abused me while you were alive.

kill me.

I want you to die! !
……

"Ho...ho..."

I'm not... I'm not...

……

The coachman's face turned purple at some point.

Eyes full of pain.

Stared at by the horse-headed skeleton, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to suffocate.

But at this moment...

A hand suddenly patted his shoulder.

"Snapped!"

The voice was obviously muffled.

But in this space, it's like throwing a stone into a calm lake.

Ripples stirred the mist.

Slowly spread to the distance.

"Bashi, what's the matter? What are you thinking?"

The clear and clear voice was like a ray of light, breaking through layers of thick fog and shining in in this terrifying and silent abyss of despair.

In an instant, the thick fog dissipated, and the horse's head turned into powder.

"Ho! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

The terrifying thick fog of the abyss dissipated without a trace.

In front of the stone bridge slope, the coachman with a face full of shock looked at the Taoist priest who showed concern...

And that beautiful woman in the back...

It doesn't matter when the two of them got out of the car.

He grabbed the Taoist priest's arm:
"Daoist...save me! Daoist! My horse...my horse is going to kill me!"

"..."

The Taoist priest's face was deeply speechless:
"You're a handlebar... It's okay to steal a drink while running a sports car, why are you talking nonsense? Look carefully, isn't your horse here?"

Pointing at the horse that stood still and snorted, the Taoist patted him on the shoulder three times in a row.

"Hands, a drop of wine while driving will bring tears to your loved ones. If you don't drive properly, you will be finished sooner or later. I am going to meet a distinguished guest today. Your drinking is a waste of time, isn't it?"

After speaking, he shook his hand.

A string of about twenty copper coins was thrown into his arms:
"Go, go, I don't need you. Get the hell out! Really, I'm wasting my time!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the handlebars and stepped straight onto the bridge with the silent woman.

But he didn't leave, but just stood on it.

It's just like……

Waiting for someone.

　Ask for a monthly pass! ! !The third watch is full of sincerity!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)