Chapter 8 Shaman

Langarte agreed, and said to Su Wu: "Master Su, it is safest here now. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Everyone rests on the spot, my uncle and I will make a few horse meat, how about getting up tomorrow morning and having a good meal?"

"Then it depends on the ability of the two of you!Mr. Hu, what do you say?" Su Wu suspected that this incident was specially arranged by Hu Tuli to be filmed, and asked deliberately.

"Hey, what's this, it's on us!, sir, you can rest in peace with everyone!" said Hu Tuli and Langar pulling a bloodied and struggling horse to the side of the grass. Often with a torch, Hu Tuli drew his waist knife and stabbed the horse into the heart accurately, and the horse did not move for a while. The two quickly peeled off their skins......

Looking at their skillful and accurate use of knives, I often think that this Hu man is really powerful, and he doesn't know how many cattle, sheep and horses he will eat in his life...... Langar took out the bloody horse heart and handed it to him: "Come, Brother Changhui, take it!"

I often look at the things that are still moving in his hands, and I don't dare to pick up the hot and bloody things, but I can't show my fear, so I hurriedly dragged the long grass aside and said, "It's clean here!"

Although there were soldiers in charge of security patrols every night, Su Wu was also very tired, lying on a camel lying on the ground, and did not dare to close his eyes. Over the years, although there are no Xiongnu in Mobei now, how can we explain what happened just now? He looked at Hu Tuli not far away, and saw that he was busy concentratingly......

Su Wu got up, circled around the sleeping team sitting next to the camels and horses, woke up Zhang Sheng and instructed: "Tell the gang to get up, make firewood to bury the pot, and cook meat!"

"We're almost out of water, and it's going to be a problem for people to drink it tomorrow!" Zhang Sheng was embarrassed.

"Then tell them to go and collect firewood and roast meat to eat!"

"Good way!" Zhang Sheng immediately called someone to collect firewood.

Su Wu came over, looked at Hu Tuli and Lan Gar and asked busily, "Mr. Hu, can this horse meat be roasted and eaten?"

"These horses are not very old and their meat is tender. I can bake it!"

"Do you eat horse meat a lot?"

"Reluctant!" Hu Tuli said, "Tonight is an extraordinary time, if we don't eat, we will be wolves after tomorrow!"

It doesn't look like he's arranged it tonight......

Early the next morning, after a delicious meal of roast horse meat, everyone packed their bags and took advantage of the cold weather to go on the road. The guide, Hu Tuli, carefully questioned the rescued youths and asked them about their tribe. It turned out that they were the people of the tribe that the procession was passing through and intended to rest. Fearing retaliation if the other party found out about the situation, he took the young man on a detour along the path on the edge of the prairie.

Two days later, at noon, they arrived at a tribe of twenty or thirty families living next to Yuwushui (now the Tula River in Mongolia). There is already a post station for the Hu people here.

Under Hu Tuli's arrangement, the team set up tents in an open area, and after arranging for everyone to eat and rest, it was almost evening. The elderly escort saw the grassland and became much less ill. Hutuli and Langar took the wounded young man to see the shaman, who they were going to leave him to live in. After Su Wu and Zhang Sheng arranged to stand guard and patrol, they walked out of the station with the regular meeting and inspected the surroundings.

The rivers here are lined with endless grasslands. They walked up to a higher place, and Su Wurang Chang Hui took out a compass and determined the direction. The river flows from south to north, and the west of the river should be the edge of Yanran Mountain (now Hangai Mountain, Mongolia) as said by the topographic expert Lu Daren, and the east of the river should be the edge of Wolf Juxu Mountain (now Kent Mountain, Mongolia). According to the tips of the adults on the road, we have reached the edge of the valleys of Yuwushui and Jushui (Orkhon River in Mongolia), and we are almost at our destination. The terrain here is high in the south and the river flows in the north. They looked north. Under the sunset, the vast and deep, boundless grassland is draped in gold, and some tall woods are dotted in between. It's a really nice place.

They walked along the river and among the trees, and observed that in some wide areas there were buds sprouting and rape with yellow flowers. In addition to the domed tents built by most nomads, there are also several yurmin houses built with birch walls, and several long-term residents of Han Chinese adobe-walled wood-roofed houses living together. On the street, there are three food vendors selling cows, sheep and dairy products, and two vendors selling daily necessities for nomadic people. They walked forward and came to the door of a log roof house, Su Wu saw that there was an iron ring with a tiger's mouth and a few small copper rings hanging above the door, and said to the two, "Let's go in and find Guide Hu!"

Suddenly, a young man with a tiger's head opened the door, and when he saw that it was a Han person, he shouted inside in a panic: "Dad, Han people!"

Inside, Hu Tuli was talking to the shaman, and when he heard about the Han people, he hurriedly ran to the door to take a look, and happily: "It's Suda!"

The male host, who was in his thirties, had both the fierceness of the Hu people and the honesty of the Han people, and hurriedly followed, smiling sincerely and nodding.

Hu Tuli warmly said: "Everyone, please come in!"

Su Wu looked at his master with a smile and said politely, "Can you enter?"

The host hurriedly and enthusiastically: "Please! please!"

They went into the house and sat down on the mats. Su Wu looked at the wooden planks divided into four parts, one at the door was the hall, and the other three rooms with curtains hung on the door, and praised: "This house doesn't look too big on the outside, but it's really not small on the inside! It's so beautiful!"

The host said, "Master Su has won the prize! This is the place to see a doctor." ”

"Oh, it's the medical hall that our Han people say!"

The master nodded and introduced himself: "I, Gelshaman!"

"Su Wu!"

Shaman asked Su Wu, "Your medicine for healing wounds is very good!"

"How so?"

He walked into the room on the left, pulled out the young man sent by Hu Tuli, and said happily: "His arm has grown now!

Su Wu asked with interest, "How do you know?"

"I can touch it!" he said proudly.

Su Wu immediately raised his big mother finger: "Amazing!"

"Can I talk to your doctor?" asked Frustration.

Su Wu looked at Hu Tuli with inquiring eyes, and Hu Tuli introduced him: "Master Su, this is the famous shaman of our Hu people, the descendant of Fuqu Tenglin, Fuqu Geer!"

Although Su Wu didn't know about this doctor's situation, he felt that this person was very remarkable just because he could feel the quality of the bone wound growth with his hands. He then said cheerfully, "Yes." Now if we have time, let's go to the barracks together!"

Of course they were happy. On the one hand, it gave Hu Tuli face, and it also made Fu Quger very happy, and it would be very beneficial to be able to discuss with the Han doctors in this locality.

Hu Tuli shouted into the other house, "Langar!" but there was no response.

He called out his son and told him to take care of Brother Gar, and followed Su Wu and them out.

On the way, Zhang Sheng asked Su Wu strangely: "Brother Su, how do you know that Mr. Hu is there?"

Su Wu smiled and said, "When I saw the iron ring next to the lintel of Fuqu's house, I found Mr. Hu!"

Hutuli: "Why?"