The Korqin prairie under the night sky is as beautiful as a dream. On the horizon, a group of fast horses galloped across the grassland, leaving behind the dark shadows of horses on the emerald grassland.

"Fight!" Wushuang twitched the reins and shouted. It would be rare for a Han man to have such a peerless riding technique as he did.

The horse team galloped on the Korqin prairie all night. The sky was dawning in the east, and the horizon in front gradually showed white fish belly. The brothers' faces were covered with dewdrops. No one shouted that they were tired, and they knew they could not rest.

"Wow..." Wushuang tightened the reins.

"My master, what's wrong?" Yun Qiang asked him.

“How far is it?”

"From here, you can see Bayanwula Mountain for about a hundred miles." Yun Qiang said that after running all night, Wushuang's cloak was covered with water droplets, and Yun Qiang quickly brought him a new one to replace it.

"Everyone is thirsty and hungry after all, so take a break." Wushuang turned over and jumped off the horse, but his whole body was already stiff, and he fell down inattentively. Fortunately, Yun Qiang caught him. He was too tired, and the man who was so fierce could not help but behave like this!

He sat on the wet grassland and stretched out his arms. The pain was still unbearable on his back. He frowned and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He didn't dare to shout it out, for fear that his subordinates would worry.

"You guys, hurry up, go find some food for me!" Yun Qiang ordered.

Although the vast scenery on the prairie was full of food, there were a lot of food to eat. The horse gang brothers grew up on the prairie since childhood and soon found a rabbit hole and lit the wet grass at the entrance of the cave. The poor little white rabbit was so smoky that it could not bear it and ran out of the cave and became a delicacy for everyone.

The warm sunshine shone down, Wushuang looked east with the dazzling sun. Although he had not seen the legendary Bayanwula Mountain, he saw a platform made of gravel not far away. The platform was filled with colorful flags, and the colorful flags were floating with the wind. Not only that, such piles of stones appeared around them, at a distance of hundreds of meters in each direction.

"Qianzi, what are those tables made of stones?" Wushuang asked without understanding the customs of the Mongolians.

"My master, that's the Sky Burial Platform."

"Is it the place where you Mongolians cut their flesh and feed the eagles after their death?" Wushuang thought about that scene and found it difficult to accept it. He didn't understand why the Mongolians had this tradition. It is said that not every dead person can practice sky burial. Sky burial is the highest etiquette. Only those with high virtues are qualified to give their body flesh and blood to the sky to the eagles and birds.

Sky Burial is also real now. This is a funeral ceremony that Mongolians and Tibetans have always believed in. The corpse was carried to the funeral platform by their relatives, and they were stripped naked. The eagles and birds in the sky like to eat rot, and when they smell the smell of dead people, they would circulate in the sky. The relatives and friends who were attending the funeral surrounded the funeral platform to watch the ceremony. They watched the eagles and birds in the sky fall down and peck at the flesh and blood of the corpse. It is said that the cleaner they eat, the more blessed they are.

This custom is similar to some funeral cultures of the Han people. It emphasizes that gold and silver things are not brought by life and death. Of course, the Mongolians are more pious. Which one of us Han people can really let go?

"Ah, after death, people will be carried to the sky burial platform by their relatives to strip them naked and wait for the eagle to come down and bite them." Yun Qiang did not think there was anything wrong with the sky burial. On the contrary, the Mongols believed that burial was prepared for sinners abandoned by Changshengtian. The corpse must be conserved and implicitly suffered under the soil, endured by the pain of being pecked and bitten by thousands of maggots, and finally rotted into a bone, and the soul was bound to the soil and never reborn.

"How come there are four sky burial platforms? Could it be that the family of four people died together?"

Yun Qiang said that he didn't know this. Usually, the sky burial platform is not built casually, and no one is qualified to perform sky burial after death. They must have wisdom. If they are devout believers of the Changshengtian and the promises of local shamans, they will never know in advance whether they are qualified to perform sky burial. The sky burial platform is generally not built in such a place. Although the funeral customs of the Mongolians are different from those of the Han people, Oriental people pay attention to the same Feng Shui. This sky burial platform is generally built at the foot of the mountain, because the souls of the deceased can climb to the top of the mountain and approach the sky. Moreover, generally goshawks are only available near the mountain.

"Strangely, this place is flat and not a Feng Shui treasure land. How could a sky burial platform appear? Four of them appeared in a row? Let's go over and take a look."

"My little master, the Sky Burial Platform is a place to see off the dead. People who have no relatives or reasons cannot go to see it casually!" Yun Qiang stopped him.

"Don't rush!" Wushuang pushed him away.

The burial platform was very high this day. A pile of chaotic times was more than two meters high. There was a mat flat on it. The straw mat had been stained with blood. Due to the angle, Wushuang could not see clearly whether there were corpses on the burial platform. However, as soon as he approached, the colorful flags around the burial platform stopped moving that day.

Wushuang raised his nose and sniffed it. It seemed that it was not a human bloody smell, but more like an animal. He twisted the blood on the straw mat with his hands. The blood was almost dry, and it might have been a sky burial held a week ago. But since it was not a human, what animal could afford the sky burial? And the four animals died together?

Wushuang kicked the sky burial platform with one foot. The sky burial platform was made up of countless stones of uneven sizes, so if the force is unbalanced, it will collapse if there is a slight external force. With a thud, the gravel slid down, and the entire sky burial platform was kicked down by him.

Several thick white bones slid down from the sky burial platform. He caught them and found that the bone was very big, definitely a circle larger than the bones of ordinary humans. The largest human bone is the spine on the back, and this bone is obviously much thicker than the spine.

Yun Qiang is a devout believer of Changshengtian. He said to Wushuang: "My master, isn't it good for us to do this? He is disrespectful to the dead! He will be cursed by Changshengtian!"

"Look, is this a human bone?" Wushuang threw it to him. The bone was too heavy and Yun Qiang almost couldn't handle it.

"What... is this?" He didn't recognize it.
Chapter completed!