After arranging everyone into two yurts, the old flag leader went out to prepare for the evening bonfire party.

At this time, the weather had become warmer and green spots were already rising on the grassland.

Everyone was not in a hurry to ask about the headless knight, but they just waited for the bonfire party to get drunk and then go and make a quick talk.

Of course, this task has to be handed over to Zhao San and others who have been drinking and exploring the world all year round.

Taking advantage of this skill, everyone quickly replenished their sleep. Zhang Meng plunged into the quilt, and Ye Jiu silently held the knife and sat in a corner of the yurt. I don’t know if he was asleep or thinking about his thoughts.

After a few hours, it was completely dark.

The bonfire on the grassland also burned as promised. Zhang Meng and others entered the scene of the bonfire party at the warm invitation of the old flag leader.

The location of the bonfire party was chosen in an empty grassland, and a group of strong Mongolian men built a bracket of wood and piled up piles of piles, and then everyone sat around the wood in turn.

Under the explanation of the old flag leader, Zhang Meng was invited to the pile of wood, and a Mongolian guy smiled and handed over a torch.

Zhang Meng was not sure what was going on.

Aokiji, who has been active in this area for many years, walked over and gently reminded Zhang Meng in his ear: "The head of the family, there is a custom on the grassland, that is, during the bonfire party, if there are original guests, the bonfire must be lit by the guests."

"Oh." After hearing Aokiji's explanation, Zhang Meng finally realized it and immediately lit the bonfire in front of him.

As the bonfire in Zhang Meng's hand was lit, the young men in traditional costumes entered one after another. Zhang Meng and others were also led by this group of hospitality in Mongolian young people, and danced the traditional Mongolian Andai dance around the bonfire in front of them.

The old people behind them played the melodious horse-headed fiddle and sang intoxicating Mongolian folk songs.

Before everyone knew it, they became obsessed with this bonfire party...

After a while of the Andai dance, everyone sat back to their original position. At this time, a Mongolian woman in a dress had already brought the fragrant milk wine up. The old bannerman stood up, held the horse milk wine, and sang a loud toast song.

Pouring wine and toasting guests is not only the Han culture, but also passed down from generation to generation among the Mongolians.

Zhang Meng and others immediately took the horse's milk wine, raised their necks and finished drinking.

The generous people also won the favor of the Mongolians, and everyone immediately became amalgamation. The young people looked for the young people, while the old flag leader pulled Zhao San, and Guo Sheng and others drank.

Xiaolou and Iana were taken to the dance party, singing and dancing.

However, no one seemed to dare to talk to Ye Jiu. Ye Jiu just held a knife alone and slowly cut the mutton beside him into the plate piece by piece, without saying a word.

Of course, Zhang Meng, Fatty, and Lai Zi were afraid that the other party would drink first, so they took turns to drink the Mongolian guy who could speak Chinese. However, the Mongolian guy also had a good alcohol tolerance, and he was actually drunk after drinking ten bowls.

Seeing that the other party was finally drunk, the fat man pulled the topic back: "Hey, I said, drink it all, don't leave it all, I'll tell you

"Don't worry, brothers, the grassland man has never been able to drink."

"I said, your place is really good, with wine and meat, and beautiful girls dancing for you. I didn't want to go back to Fatty..." The fat man looked at the dancing Mongolian girl with greed.

"Brother Fatty, I'll tell you who you like."

"Come on," Zhang Meng smiled from the side, "If he really becomes your son-in-law of the grassland people, you may have eaten up all the cows and sheep on the grassland..."

"It's okay, we lack everything on the grassland, but we don't lack cows and sheep." The Mongolian guy said with a red light on his face: "By the way, brothers, what are you here?"

"We?" Zhang Meng was quick to make up a lie and said, "Did you see that Haidongqing?"

"It's not just seen it." When Zhang Meng talked about the Haidongqing, the Mongolian guy suddenly looked excited: "Haidongqing is a divine object of our grassland people. Have you seen the yurt of our tribe?"

"Yeah." A few people were interested and listened to the Mongolian guys talking loudly.

"You can take a closer look." The Mongolian guy pulled the fat man and Zhang Meng up and said with his fingers: "See, see, see."

"What did you see?" The fat man shook his head in confusion.

"Look, these two wings are like an eagle, an eagle on the grassland."

"You said that, it really looks like it." The fat man nodded and said.

"That's right, the eagle is the totem of our grassland people and our most loyal friend. Especially the king of the ten thousand eagles, Hai Dongqing." The Mongolian guy looked at Hai Dongqing standing on Aokiji's shoulder enviously and said, "I'd love if I could have a Hai Dongqing..."

"Then you go and find it." Zhang Meng said.

"I can't find it, and I can't find it." The Mongolian guy shook his head repeatedly, looking back at Zhang Meng, and asked, "By the way, brothers, where did you find this kind of hawk? I haven't seen it in several years."

"Several years?" Zhang Meng was slightly stunned. Iana said that although this Hai Dongqing was extinct, it was a decade ago.

But what this said to the Mongolian guy is not up to date

Is it true as everyone guessed that there is an unknown habitat of Haidongqing on the distant grassland, where Genghis Khan’s tomb is located?

"Um."

"How many years have you not seen these Haidongqing?" Zhang Meng continued to ask. Seeing that the Mongolian guy was a little confused, Zhang Meng quickly explained: "Oh, I'm going to tell you, this trip north is to find out the whereabouts of Haidongqing and officially list Haidongqing as a world-class protected animal."

"That's a good thing." The Mongolian guy smiled.

"Good things are good things." The fat man sighed in embarrassment: "But speaking of this, we are not grassland people and do not understand the customs of grassland at all.

"I don't understand, I understand, Brother Fat, you said, you don't know what you don't know? I'll tell you." The Mongolian guy patted his chest and promised.

"Take the stone people we saw when we came, we don't know what the grassland stone people are..." The fat man said worried about the country and the people.

Seeing the fat man grinning and asking about the grassland stone man, the Mongolian guy suddenly looked a little strange and immediately changed the topic: "Is it just a few grassland stone man? A few big brothers just bypass it."

"The key to the problem is that you can't escape it." The fat man said in embarrassment.

"Um?"

"I don't know what's going on." Seeing that the Mongolian guy was raising his appetite, the fat man sighed and said, "As soon as Haidongqing meets the grassland stone man, we will not leave. Even if we want to find the answer, we will not be able to find it."

"Haidongqing fell on the grassland stone man?" The Mongolian guy widened his eyes.

Seeing that the Mongolian guy was shocked, the fat man quickly poked the other party, as if he didn't want the other party to have a chance to react: "You haven't said yet, what are these grassland stone people used for?"

"ah."

"What?" The fat man picked up the wine bowl and handed it to the Mongolian guy: "I said you are not worthy of this? Since you don't explain, you have to punish the wine."

"This...this...this...resuspended for a while." The Mongolian guy was so fucked by the fat man and Zhang Meng. In addition, Lai Zi also added wine to each other from time to time, which made the Mongolian guy unable to bear it. Yu Qian blurted out: "In fact, most of the grassland stone people were burial objects."

"The burial object?" The fat man pretended to be confused: "You lied to me, why didn't I see the grave?"

"Of course, we Mongolians do not implement burials." The Mongolian guy explained.

"Oh, by the way, by the way." The fat man did not give the Mongolian guy any chance to react, and blurted out again with a machine gun: "We also saw that there was a small hill in the grassland stone man, and there were corpses behind the hills. Why was no one dealing with it?"

"Most of us are sky burials, and of course we will be exposed to the wild." said the Mongolian guy.

"In this way, aren't you afraid of plague transmission?" Zhang Meng said deliberately with concern: "Spring is coming soon, and bacteria are growing. I'm afraid Tianzang is not very hygienic, right?"

"Oh, we had to do it." When talking about this, the Mongolian guy sighed with a sad look on his face.

"Hmm?" Zhang Meng immediately knew there was a way.

"They...they..." The Mongolian guy looked at the other companions around him in embarrassment. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he lowered his voice and said softly: "They all died of life and could not be buried."

"How did you die from a life-threatening law?"

"Shh." The drunkenness on the Mongolian guy's face had faded, and instead he looked terrified. He said with his lips trembling, "You can't talk about this casually.

"I said brother, you're not interested enough." The fat man curled his lips dissatisfied and said, "If you don't say it, wouldn't you push us into danger? He also said that Mongolian men are the most loyal, I think..."

"No, no." Seeing the fat man misunderstood, the Mongolian guy quickly explained: "It's not that I won't say it, it's that our old flag leader will not let us spread it randomly."

"Hmm?" The fat man frowned.

"He said, if we talk nonsense, it may attract revenge from the ghost soldiers." The Mongolian guy said mysteriously.

"Ghost soldier? What kind of ghost soldier?" the fat man asked carelessly.

"Shhhhhh." Seeing the fat man suddenly raised his voice, the Mongolian guy was so scared that he quickly stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth: "Forget it, let's explain it to you, but you can't make a statement. The earlier you hear it, the better."

"Okay, you said." The fat man asked, spitting out the flesh from his mouth.

"Since you have seen the grassland stone people and the corpses of Tianzang, you must have encountered the stone statue of the headless knight, right?" said the Mongolian guy.

"Yes." Zhang Meng nodded: "To be honest, we are still wondering where the corpses' heads are on."

"Of course it was cut off by that headless cavalry," said the Mongolian guy with a dark face: "When talking about this, it's very strange..."

"Can a stone statue behead his head? What's going on?" Zhang Meng asked.

"It can not only kill people, but also be more powerful than killing people..." The Mongolian guy said nervously: "This is all people from our tribe, and they have seen it with their own eyes."

"Did you see it?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Yeah, I've seen it." The Mongolian guy nodded quickly and said.
Chapter completed!