It's late at night.

The melodious tune of the horse-head fiddle floats deep in the prairie.

Under the bright moonlight, the clear and rippling lake water shone like gold and rushed towards the shore. The water waves wrapped around the water plants by the lake, like lingering lovers, and did not want to leave their beloved easily.

I don't know who it is, singing to the moon.

Lake Harun is long and long,

Beautiful girl looking under the moon.

The horse drags the reins, and the eagle returns to the nest.

Missing parents for a long time,

The friendship lasts...

Lake Harren...

The melodious and magnetic singing slowly flows like the sound of nature in the night by the lake with the breeze. The singing touches the hare jumping in the grass, touches the vipers that live and sleep at night, and touches all the living creatures around you.

At that moment, Ye Feng softened his steps and wanted to stop and listen to God's chant.

At that moment, the water plants stopped swaying, trying to keep the lingering sorrow.

In a large stable on the grassland, a weak little horsewoman was curled up. His face was pale, his lips were pursed, and a pair of black eyelashes cast deep shadows on his narrow face. He was tied with blue-black cloth straps on his forehead, and he was wrapped around in circles. There were black red blood scabs condensed between his chaotic temples, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Mayne...Mayne... Wake up! Wake up!" An old man in his sixties half knelt on the ground, shaking the boy anxiously.

How can he not be in a hurry?

The battle against the general Yelu Qingge of Min and Liao Kingdom will go to the border to inspect tomorrow. His war horse "Thunder God" has not been fed yet! The divine horse usually only listens to the words of the general and the little horseman, and he cannot get close to him. But in this joke, Meen fell down from the wild horse of Dayuan and fell unconscious. He finally carried him back, but now he can't wake him up no matter how he screams.

"Mayne... Wake up!" He increased his strength and patted the boy's face!

The dazzling halo, the body seemed to be attracted by the strong wind whirlpool, and the pain rushed out like a crack in the volcano. In the torture that would never reach the end of the head, Mei Liangchen gradually woke up from the chaotic state.

"Mayne...you're awake!"

Mei Liangchen half-opened her eyes, and she felt a moment of restlessness. She tried hard to recall the scene before her coma, the tomb passage, the coffin, the strange words, the call, the golden vortex, the Meen...

Wait, Mayn...

Someone called her Mayn?

"I won't get up and feed the horses!" The cheek was slapped in the face this time. The old man grasped the force, which didn't hurt very much, but it was enough to make her sober.

"Old man, where am I?" She moved for a moment, but the burning pain on her forehead and body made her hum involuntarily.

The old man looked at her with a strange look, then touched her head with a rough hand like a blade. "I'm confused? You guy, I forgot what you do!"

"I am an archaeologist! Old man, is this a farmer from Inner Mongolia?" Seeing the old man's incredible expression, she added a place name. She thought that after she fainted, she was temporarily sent by Hassan to the herdsmen's house near the quarry to rest. But she still didn't understand why the old man in a strange robe always called her a bad boy.

"Yeh..." "Ah Yeh..." It seemed far and near, as if the sound of going to the Beijing Zoo when she was a child reappeared in her ears. She didn't care about her head that was about to crack, turned around suddenly, and then stunned...

What is this place?
Chapter completed!