Lao Geng has two sons and one girl. When the girl got married, she married in Jawzigou. The two sons raised a lot of cattle and sheep outside the village, and they all lived in a breeding shed. At home, he, his wife and a granddaughter were the only ones at home. When he got home, the eight-year-old granddaughter ran out and heard the sound. Lao Geng took out the pastry and candy and handed it to her, and ruined the little girl Coke.

His wife was very enthusiastic and let them into the house. After serving tea, she hurried to cook. Their family had beef and mutton raised by themselves, as well as wild game such as rabbits and pheasants sent from time to time by their sons. Soon, she made a table of meat and vegetables, without even a single leaf. There was nothing here, but what was lacking was vegetables.

Lao Geng’s wife is from Mongolian, named Saren, which means the moon in Mongolian. Her skills are very good, and she also brewed the horse milk wine. After drinking a bowl of horse milk wine, the two tasted the dishes made by Saren and cheered. But they didn’t know that the Mongolian hospitality was not ordinary enthusiasm. Lao Geng was not so polite to the wine with them on the train, so he took out all the enthusiasm of the Mongolians to persuade them to drink at home.

I advise you to drink it in bowls. If you don’t drink it, Lao Geng will sing with you. Saren will offer you Hada and let your granddaughter Ao Deng dance. Are you embarrassed to not drink it? The two guys were sweet and fragrant at first, and they didn’t have a high degree of taste. As they drank, they got over the head. After the head was over, they broke the tablets. I don’t know how much they drank in the end. I didn’t know how much they drank. The next day I felt very painful.

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said to Xi Feng: "If you want to say that I am not as good as yours, why are you drunk too?"

Xi Feng rubbed his head and said, "I have a lot of alcohol and it's useful. I have drunk more than ten bowls. It's worth at least three bottles of Fenjiu when I didn't vomit. Besides, they sing and offer Hada. Don't you drink it happily?"

Wang Lin continued to smile bitterly: "If Xiao Ying and Shen Bing heard about this, would they both laugh to death? An old man sings and an old lady gave Hada, which made us drunk. Are you not stupid?"

"You can't say that, at least there is a young girl dancing for us."

"That's too young. I suspect you have a mental problem. No matter what, it's better to have a girl in her twenties sing, dancing, and offering Hada to us. It will definitely taste very good." Wang Lin said, smiling as he said, as if a Mongolian beauty was standing in front of him dancing and offering Hada.

"Come on, if there is really a beauty present, we might not be able to get up today." Xi Feng said unhappily, and got up and went out to wash his face.

The climate here is dry and the wind and sand are blowing. After the night passed, the face seemed to be covered with mud and sand, which made them feel very uncomfortable. After washing up, Saren prepared breakfast, which was milk tea and mutton with hand-grabbing. The weather was dry, so they ate mutton in the morning, which made them angry.

After drinking milk tea, Lao Geng took them to Shibaocheng. There was no one who didn’t ride horses on the grassland. Lao Geng prepared two horses for them, but no one dared to ride them. It was not that he didn’t want to ride them, but that he had never ridden them. Anyway, the road was not far away, so he went on foot. After leaving, the natural scenery here was very pure, and the blue sky was like pure water, which was so pure that it was fascinating. There was a river flowing across the grassland, green grass, green water and distant mountains, forming a beautiful picture.

It took more than twenty minutes for Qili Road to arrive, and the desolate hills and lonely castles appeared in front of you. Although they looked dilapidated, they looked up from bottom to top and felt an immortal momentum. The hills were about 60 meters high. The three of them easily climbed up and stood on a wall. The ancient city was clear at a glance. The stone city was square, about 100 meters from east to west and about 70 meters wide from north to south. They were all piled up with rocks, but now they were scattered into ruins, full of vicissitudes.

Xi Feng asked Lao Geng when he found where the skeleton was. Lao Geng pointed to the left not far away and said that it was in the corner of the wall there. Xi Feng asked Lao Geng to lead the way and walked up to him and took a look. There were traces of charred marks on the nearby walls of stones. The human skin and bones were gone for a long time. Lao Geng said that the township government sent someone to clean up. However, the red blood on the stones could be vaguely identified.

After looking at it for a long time, the two of them couldn't see what it was. After packing up the things, it was difficult to find clues. However, Xi Feng confirmed that these human skins would definitely be manipulated by the craftsman behind the back, and the distance would not be too far. In other words, this craftsman lives nearby.

Xi Feng and Wang Lin climbed up the wall again, looked at the undulating hills in the distance, and asked Lao Geng: "Have you heard of any evil things in the nearby mountains?"

"Yes, there are often ghosts in the nearby mountains, and there is even more evil legend. It is a mountain called Yingzui Mountain not far north. In the middle of the night, I often see a funeral team wearing mourning clothes and playing and playing. But the next day I went to the nearby area to inquire, and there were no dead people. Besides, the way of funerals was like Han people. Most of the funerals were Mongolians, and there was no need for bands like drummers during funerals, and now the Han people here are basically not used. Therefore, the rumors in that area are very evil." Lao Geng said.

Xi Feng whispered to Wang Lin: "Let's go to Jawjigou to find that girl first, and then go to Yingzui Mountain to have a look."

The two of them were no longer interested in the ancient city. Even if they turned around, they were just piles of stones with broken walls and no sight. They were about to talk to Lao Geng down the mountain, and suddenly they saw a wisp of black smoke rising diagonally opposite, and a faint crying sound came. Xi Feng and Wang Lin were stunned. Old Geng was stunned. Usually, there were few tourists coming in the morning. Even tourists could not set fire at the ruins of the ancient city.

The three of them looked at each other, Xi Feng shook their heads, and Wang Lin followed him toward the place where the black smoke rose. Lao Geng was about to follow, and suddenly remembered the flames and shrill screams of that night, and was so scared that he put down his raised feet and dared not move.

Xi Feng and Wang Lin turned a few piles of stones to a corner with scattered stones. They saw a girl squatting on the ground, burning yellow paper, burning a handful of tears and crying quietly. The girl was about twenty years old, with long black hair spreading on her shoulders like a waterfall. Her white face and pretty appearance immediately made them feel good. Her clothes looked very old, but she washed them very cleanly. Although she was dressed very simply, she looked indescribable.

The sound of their footsteps attracted the attention of the girl. When they looked up, they saw that they were two strange men. So they threw the branches that were raising fire to the ground, and hurriedly got up and walked in the opposite direction of them.

After she left, Wang Lin said in a daze: "This girl may have just died of a relative, so she burned paper to worship her here."

While staring at the girl's back, Xi Feng squatted down to check the burning yellow paper. These were not paper money, but were cut into square papers of sixteen pieces. There seemed to be some patterns on them with ink, but most of the paper was burned and difficult to identify. Xi Feng was a little strange. The Mongolians did not seem to have the custom of burning paper money? Besides, even if they were burned for their relatives, they should not choose an ancient city with many tourists.

While wondering, Lao Geng came over and said to them: "The child who just left was driven out of Jawjigou."
Chapter completed!