To avoid unnecessary trouble, Tang Qisheng tore the wrapping cloth into strips and handed them out so everyone could cover their eyes.
Li Bai picked out an herb from the medicinal supplies he carried and gave everyone a small piece to hold in their mouths, saying it would help keep them alert.
The tablet tasted slightly bitter at first, then grew more and more bitter. The Fatty couldn't help frowning.
Once everything was ready, everyone covered their eyes. The Fatty gripped the horse's tail and took a deep breath. He'd never imagined that one day he'd entrust his fate to a horse.
And it wasn't just his. The doctor's horse had run off without a trace, so Jiang Cheng had no choice but to stand behind the Fatty and hold on to his clothes.
Horse, Fatty, Jiang Cheng—the three of them had formed a temporary unit, with the horse as its linchpin.
Just before everyone set off, the Fatty seemed to have gained a flash of inspiration from the bitter taste in his mouth. "Uh, I have a question. Why are we stupidly holding on to the horses' tails and following behind them instead of riding them?"
The question left everyone stunned. They'd gotten lost earlier because they'd been leading the horses and restricting their movements. Now they were relying on the horses' instincts, so... Everyone turned to look at Jiang Cheng, who had proposed the plan.
Jiang Cheng took off his blindfold and rubbed his nose sheepishly. "Actually, either way is about the same. But since he brought it up, let's do as he says."
After all that, they changed formation and finally set off. But because of the Fatty's build, Jiang Cheng couldn't ride with him.
Tang Qisheng offered to lend his horse to Jiang Cheng and ride