Under the setting sun, the singing was distant and high-pitched, and the herdsmen were driving their flocks. Occasionally, young people would look back at the beautiful figures riding horses, and they would suddenly appear intoxicated.
"Mo Rigen, don't look at it. Sarenqiqige is a flower on the grassland. She is destined to marry Taiji. You have no hope."
The joke from his companion made Mo Rigen's face darken.
A whistle sounded in the distance. Morigen straightened his body on the horse and looked towards the sunset. In the afterglow, a horse galloped straight towards this side.
The singing stopped, and a sound like an oriole came from the distance: "Mo Rigen, go see if it is my grandfather who has sent a message."
Morigen responded and rode his horse towards the lone horseman. The two horsemen gradually approached. In the eyes of the herdsmen, Morigen suddenly slowed down his horse and drew his bow and arrow warily at the incoming man.
The two said something loudly, and the stranger just waved slightly, and Morigen fell off the horse. What was strange was that the stranger also swayed and fell off the horse, and then Morigen climbed up from the ground.
Get up, jump on the horse and run straight towards the west.
"Mo Rigen, where are you going?" The inquiry with a voice like an oriole received no response. More than ten feet away, Mori Gen glanced at him with extremely unfamiliar eyes, which made the owner of the voice shudder.
Sarenqiqige bit his lip and couldn't figure out why Mo Rigen, who usually liked to be next to him the most, suddenly became so strange. A herdsman rode his horse to check on the stranger and came back shouting: "That man is dead."
, he has a strange face, he looks like someone from the west."
"Simian? Bayan?"
"I'm afraid we have to go further west."
"Western Region?"
In the midst of the discussion, strange noises came from the west again. Sarenqiqige waved his hand, and all the herdsmen stopped talking and looked towards the west.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, a strange vehicle made a churning sound and was quickly approaching here.
The vehicle looked like a pony, carrying two people on it. When the stranger's body was near, the vehicle stopped in a circle. A man and a woman jumped out of the car, and they were talking around the body.
What.
Sa Renqiqige went to Guisui and saw bicycles ridden by Han people. The vehicles looked similar to bicycles, but were much larger, giving them an industrial aesthetic.
With curiosity in her heart, Sa Renqi rode her horse towards the man and woman without checking herself. When the other herdsmen reminded her, she had already ridden her horse for dozens of steps.
"Sa Ren Qi Qi Qi, don't be reckless!"
The sound made a man and a woman who were inspecting the corpse look this way. The man's figure was tall and straight, his face was like a crown jewel, and he was even more beautiful than the best-looking young man Saren Qiqige had ever seen in Guisui City; the woman's figure was
She is petite and her face makes Sarenqiqi feel slightly inferior.
The woman and Sarenqiqige looked at each other, jumped up and waved: "Hey, your clothes are so beautiful."
This sentence made Sa Renqiqige, who was a little wary, suddenly feel good about her. She said sincerely in Chinese: "Your clothes are also good-looking."
Fu Yunzhao asked with a smile: "Do you know this person?"
Sarenqiqige was very close to the corpse at this time. He glanced at it, shook his head and said, "I don't know him, but everyone said he looked like he came from the Western Regions."
At this time, Fei Jingting spoke up: "Little girl, what did this person do before he died?"
Sarenqiqige said: "The warrior Mo Rigen in the banner went to ask questions, but he didn't know what he said. Both of them fell off their horses. Mo Rigen got up and rode away."
Fei Jingting looked at the corpse and said: "This man's magic is very evil. He looks like the clansman who took away the little girl's body. But he used some means to ignore my soul-chasing skills."
The soul-chasing technique, as its name suggests, tracks the soul of the subject. Logically speaking, even if the person uses evil methods to change his body, he cannot escape Fei Jingting's pursuit, but he escaped by chance. It's true.
Evil door.
Fu Yunzhao said: "People have three souls and seven souls. The soul-chasing technique anchors one soul. If this person gives up one soul, there should be no major problems in the short term."
The other party's evil spells are unbelievable, and they seem to focus on the soul. Hu Qigu said that these people are connecting shamans from all over the country. Could it be that they are also shamans?
After thinking about it, Fei Jingting said, "Maybe we can find useful clues by looking for shamans nearby."
Fu Yunzhao then said: "This place is not far from Guisui, why don't we go back to the city and inquire about it."
Sarenqiqige, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, couldn't help but interrupt: "You want to find a shaman? We happen to have a forehead."
"Forehead?"
Sa Renqiqiqi said: "On the grassland, the male shaman is Ebo and the female shaman Odegen." Her eyes wandered on Fei Jingting and Fu Yunzhao, and asked: "Are you going to be guests?
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Without waiting for Fei Jingting to say anything, Fu Yunzhao said happily: "Okay, okay, will it be too much trouble?"
Sarenqiqige also said happily: "No, the people on our grassland are the most hospitable."
The living environment on the grassland is harsh, and when the water and grass are abundant, the grassland people are naturally hospitable. But when encountering drought, or even the white-haired wind in winter, and livestock die in large numbers, the grassland people can only turn into hungry wolves and plunder everywhere.
The dividing line for farming is the 400 mm precipitation line, and the dividing line for nomadic life is the 300 mm precipitation line. For thousands of years, as the earth has gone through several ice ages, the temperature has changed back and forth, and the precipitation line has also moved back and forth.
When it is warm, like in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the grasslands were completely conquered by the Central Plains dynasty, the Eastern Turks surrendered, and the Western Turks fled away; when it is cold, things like the Five Husbands disrupting China and the Qing troops entering the country would happen.
During every Little Ice Age, the Central Plains dynasty would collapse. The only exception was the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
Why do you say this? The Little Glacier in the mid-19th century had already put the Manchu Qing Dynasty in danger. Hong Xiuquan almost defeated the Manchu Qing Dynasty. If the Manchu Qing Dynasty had not relied on the assistance of the great powers, I am afraid that the Manchu Qing Dynasty would have changed its dynasty long ago.
It must be emphasized here that because the Manchus themselves came from outside the customs, they were well aware of the threat of the grassland. Therefore, they have continued to reduce the grassland for hundreds of years, and the war has also entered the era of hot weapons, so they were not threatened by the grassland.
impact.
Seeing Saren Qiqige leading the two men back, the vigilant herdsmen in the distance breathed a sigh of relief, loosened their scimitars and bows, and came forward to greet them warmly.
On the way, Sarenqiqige asked: "Are you Han?"
"Yes, I am Fu Yunzhao, and this is my husband Fei Jingting. What is your name?"
"Sarenqiqige." Sarenqiqige glanced at Fei Jingting vaguely, feeling a little disappointed. Such a good-looking man didn't want to get married so early.
"Sarenqiqige? What does it mean?"
"Moonflower."
Sarenqiqige's tribe was not far from the nomadic place. Before dark, Fei Jingting and Fu Yunzhao saw a group of tents in the distance. Sarenqiqige's father was the second son of TMTZQ Taiji.
According to the rules, his father cannot inherit Taiji. If the Manchu and Qing Dynasties were still there, the old Taiji would write a letter to the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, ask for a false name for his father, and then divide him into dozens of herdsmen. But the Manchu and Qing Dynasties have long since passed away.
His father called himself Taiji.
Sarenqiqige jumped off his horse and walked briskly towards the largest tent. He pointed his horsewhip and said, "My father is in the tent. I will take you to find Ebo after you say hello."
The door of the tent was open, and Sarenqiqige walked straight in and shouted: "Abba, I met two friends."
In the tent, a big man was making milk tea by himself. He raised his head and looked at his daughter dotingly, and then saw Fei Jingting and Fu Yunzhao.
The big man clapped his hands: "Hey? Come on, come on! Welcome friends in Guan, hurry up and serve the wine!"
Sarenqiqige said angrily: "Abba, these two friends have something to ask Ebo."
The big man's eyes were shining brightly, and he shouted loudly: "Grab a lamb and bake it. Where's the wine? Bring all the good wine I bought from Guisui... Looking for Ebo? Don't worry, drink it first!"
Fei Jingting thought to himself, isn't this too enthusiastic? He turned to look at Sa Renqiqige. Sa Renqiqige said awkwardly: "My father made the whole family drunk, so he made a rule that only those who come
Only guests can drink."
Oh, oh...so you finally found a reason to drink?
The big man had already stood up. He was in his early thirties, not much older than Fei Jingting. Although he had a strong face, he smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, and there was a sense of joy all over his body.
Fei Jingting was still hesitating, but Fu Yunzhao beside him said cheerfully: "Okay, I'll drink with you."
"You?" The big man suddenly frowned, shook his head and said, "Little girl, you'd better forget it. I poured a bowl of wine, it's boring."
"Dare you look down on me? Brother Jingting, open the door and I'll get some wine!"
Fei Jingting immediately understood and reached out to touch Fu Yunzhao briefly, and Fu Yunzhao was immediately drawn into the small world.
The big man and Sa Renqiqige were startled: "Huh? Where are the people?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yunzhao reappeared with a large barrel of liquor in his hand. Fei Jingting glanced at it and saw that the brand was "Suffocate the Donkey. Good guy, this is going to kill people!"
Fu Yunzhao raised his chin: "Big man, do you dare to drink with me?"
The big man was amused: "Haha, do you dare? Prairie people don't have the word "dare". Come on, come on, I'll drink you down first, and then I'll find a pretty boy to drink again."
"Abba!"
"Oh, you took the pretty boy to find Ebo, but he went to the mountains to look for herbs again."
The big man rubbed his hands and took the wine barrel thrown by Fu Yunzhao. This guy didn't know a few Chinese characters, he just looked at the wine barrel and smacked his lips and said, "Is your wine good?"
"Whether it works or not, you'll know if you try it?"
The big man unscrewed the wine pot, picked up the sea bowl, poured himself a bowl, and said: "This bowl doesn't count, I want to taste it first."
He raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp. The big man's eyes bulged out, and he closed them in one breath. After a long while, he opened his mouth and hissed: "Oh, what a good wine! What's the name of this wine?"
"Suppress the donkey!"
The big man raised his thumb and said, "Okay, you treat me to a drink, and I treat you to roast lamb. Where are you? Hurry up and grab the lamb and roast it! Bring all the milk tofu and other things to me in the tent!"