A thousand-year-old stable naturally could not have survived exposure to the elements all the way to the present. The current stable was merely a reconstruction in the old style on the site of the original collapsed stable, consisting of rammed-earth walls built around the building and a sheltering roof overhead.
Some horse-related tools still sat on a wooden table in the corner, things like horseshoes and mane brushes.
Since this concerned his next film, Jiang Haojie walked briskly with his flashlight, inspecting every part of the stable's layout. His mind had already begun involuntarily picturing that Chasing Cloud Horse. It had to be an exceptionally athletic, powerfully muscled horse, one that would stand out even in this simple stable.
This was... so exciting.
As Jiang Haojie thought this, his feet involuntarily shuffled a step forward.
But fearing that some monster or ghost might appear here too, he still did not dare stray too far from the group. Yet... in a daze, he seemed to hear a warhorse neighing and snorting.
He looked up again and saw a majestic warhorse standing in the stable, its head held high, seemingly as proud as its master. Its master was an outstanding figure among men, and it was a Red Hare among horses.
At that moment, the desire to torment it consumed Jiang Haojie's entire being. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, stretched out his arm, and reached over the stable wall to stroke that imaginary warhorse.
The black cat in his arms immediately landed on the ground and watched Jiang Haojie's actions coldly.
[??? What's wrong with Jiang Haojie? Why is he touching thin air?]
[Is he possessed?]
[That shouldn't happen, right? Don't you Qi Gu fans say he's so amazing? How come he can't even spot a ghost in the stable?]
[Maybe he