The night gave me black eyes, but I used him to find the light.

When Ding Dang stretched his long lazy waist and muttered this strange sentence that he heard from somewhere, the east was already slightly shining, and the whole Yellowstone Town was like a chicken that had just hatched out of its shell, exuding a fresh breath.

And all kinds of noise in Yellowstone Town have gradually subsided at this time, and those who have been tossed by the inexplicable noise all night finally return to their homes with tiredness, staggering, and then, lying on the bed board, sleeping calmly, even if the sky falls, they will not be awakened.

It's all quiet.

When tranquility appeared in Yellowstone Town with dawn, Ding appeared on the street again vividly, proud, and even casually, except for the few people who gambled with him last night, I am afraid that no one knew that such a big mess in Yellowstone Town was actually caused by him.

Although at the beginning, everyone was a little suspicious of him, thinking that only he, a little demon king of the world, could make such a big prank, but now, as soon as they saw his leisurely appearance, all doubts disappeared, because no one could still wander the street so leisurely after poking such a big basket.

However, they seem to have forgotten that Ding Dang is not an ordinary person, and since he is not an ordinary person, how can he guess his deeds in the hearts of ordinary people.

Seeing that others didn't associate themselves with the riot last night, Ding Dang seemed a little disappointed, because in his opinion, this should be a very majestic thing, and of course the majestic thing should be well displayed in front of people, but everyone didn't take him to heart at all, how could you let him not be disappointed, so he grabbed the clothes of a pedestrian, pointed to the stalls that were still messy around him and said proudly: Hey, hey, do you know whose masterpieces these are?

If he was holding a resident of this town, the man would definitely hold his stinky feet, and said: Then do you need to ask, of course it's your masterpiece, brother, but, unfortunately, the one he pulled was a foreigner— Ding Dang's sign among the locals is very loud, but in the eyes of the outsiders, he is not even a fart at all, so the man looked at his strange appearance, snorted, and said: What are you doing, you want to rob, be careful that I look for you to do it, you are nervous, what is going on in front of the public?

Ding Dang wanted to show off in front of outsiders, but he didn't expect to be scolded as a neurotic, so he immediately felt a lot of emotion, a kind of heroic loneliness, looking at the still messy scenes around him, he couldn't help but say: Alas, sometimes, invincible is really lonely.

He rode on his horse, and felt that invincibility was lonely, but others were not as leisurely as he was, and the inns and tea shops that had been trampled and trampled by horses and camels were still in disarray, the railings of tables and chairs had collapsed to the ground, the pots and spoons were torn apart, the silk village that had caused the fire due to chaos was still smoking, and the hundreds of brocade and silk were turned to ashes in the blink of an eye, and the proprietor of the gold and silver pawnshop, who had been robbed in the darkness and chaos, was still sitting on the threshold of his house, crying and crying, and his voice was so miserable, so sad, as if his father had just died。

Looking at such a messy scene in the whole Yellowstone Town, Ding Dang rode his thin, small horse lazily, sighing and shaking his head, as if he really felt guilty for breaking through such a big mess, so his invincible face looked even more lonely.

Although he really wanted to stop and help everyone clean up this mess and comfort their wounded hearts, he also believed that these people would never accept his affection, he would help them clean up the mess, he would come to comfort their wounded hearts, hum, the ghost believed that he was telling the truth, but they believed that he was here to make trouble and take advantage of the fire to rob.

Alas, sometimes it is too difficult to be a good person, since it is difficult to be a good person, since they will never accept his affection, so he did not come to help.

He couldn't help but yawn, those originally bright, big eyes were now like an oil lamp that was about to be dyed, crumbling, almost without brilliance. This is probably because he has been tossing all night and is too tired. He really needed a good night's sleep.

He fell asleep, and when he fell asleep, the whole Yellowstone Town seemed to be suddenly quieter, how it was quiet, I can't tell, probably due to psychological effects. Anyway, he belongs to the kind of person who can toss and toss. Ding Dang has a famous saying: When people live, they have to toss, because after death, there is time to rest. Although it's a bit nonsense, it just shows his style of doing things.

However, then again, when he was tossing and turning, there was no room for me to interject to give a detailed description of him as a person, because the mess he did was enough for me to be busy narrating, and where was there time to interject his own experiences and character introductions.

Now that he's asleep, everything is quiet, and I've finally found an opportunity to give a good introduction to the profile and profile of Ding Dang and his horse.

In fact, at the beginning of the story, if you are willing to take a closer look at him, you may find that Ding Dang is really a very strange person, the dragon is a dragon, and the phoenix is a phoenix, so the pony he rides is also very strange, strange.

As mentioned earlier, his horse was thin and small, almost no bigger than a rabbit, but it had a red coat, and when it ran, it was like a burning fire, so Ding Dang gave it a very majestic name, called the Red Rabbit Horse.

Red Rabbit Horse? Such a horse, which is not much bigger than a rabbit, would dare to be called a Red Rabbit Horse? If the real Red Rabbit Horse under Master Guan's crotch knew that such a horse was actually embarrassed to be called a Red Rabbit, I don't know how he would feel, and he would definitely blush for it.

However, although the size of this horse is very small and the body is very thin, but on the back of such a horse, which is not much bigger than a rabbit, it is carrying a saddle larger than a wooden boat, swaying leisurely, and it is very likely that it will fall off accidentally, but it is this saddle that is one of the three things that Ding Dang is most proud of. Because someone else's saddle can only be ridden, while Ding Dang's saddle can not only be ridden, but also lie in it and sleep.