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

By this time, the weather had warmed up, and the grasslands were already studded with turquoise.

Everyone didn't rush to ask about the Headless Horseman, so they waited for the bonfire party in the evening, drunk the old flag chief, and then slowly talked.

Of course, this task has to be handed over to Zhao San, Qing Pheasant, who drinks and roams the rivers and lakes all year round.

Taking advantage of this, everyone hurriedly replenished their sleep, Zhang Meng plunged into the quilt, and Ye Jiu silently held the knife and sat in the corner of the yurt, not knowing whether he was asleep or thinking about his heart.

After a few hours, it was completely dark.

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

The location of the bonfire party was chosen in an open grassland, and a group of Mongolian strong men used wood to build a bracket and pile them into stacks, and then everyone sat around the wooden pile in turn.

Under the explanation of the old flag commander, Zhang Meng was invited to the pile of wood, and a Mongolian boy handed over a torch with a smile.

Zhang Meng still doesn't quite know what is going on.

The pheasant, who has been active in this area all the year round, came over and gently reminded Zhang Meng's ear: "Owner, 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." Listening to the pheasant's explanation, Zhang Meng finally realized that he was about to light the bonfire in front of him.

With the bonfire in Zhang Meng's hand lit, beautiful grassland girls and boys dressed in traditional costumes rushed in, and Zhang Meng and others were also led together by this group of hospitable Mongolian young people, around the bonfire in front of them, dancing the traditional Mongolian Andai dance.

The old people behind him played the melodious horse-head fiddle and sang enchanting Mongolian folk songs.

Everyone was unconsciously intoxicated by this bonfire......

The whole Andai dance for a while, everyone can be considered to sit back in place, at this time there are already Mongolian women dressed in costumes bring up the fragrant milk wine, the old flag chief stood up, holding the mare's milk wine, and sang a loud toast.

Pouring wine and toasting guests is not only the culture of the Han people, but also has been passed down from generation to generation in Mongolia.

Zhang Meng and the others immediately took the mare's milk wine, raised their necks and drank it with a clatter.

The boldness of the crowd also won the favor of the Mongolians, and everyone immediately mingled, the young people looked for the young people, and the old flag chief pulled Zhao San and Guo Sheng to drink.

Xiao Lou and Lady Na were led to the ball, singing and dancing.

However, everyone didn't seem to dare to talk to Ye Jiu, Ye Jiu was just holding a knife by himself, 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 they would be drunk by the other party first, so they took turns pouring the Mongolian guy who could speak Chinese. However, the Mongolian guy is also a good drinker, and he even drank ten bowls in a row to be considered a little drunk.

Seeing that the other party was finally a little drunk, the fat man pulled the topic back: "Hey, I said, drink it all, drink it all!" Don't leave it to yourself, I'll tell you. ”

"Don't worry, fat brother, the prairie man has never been able to drink."

"I said, your place is really good, there is wine and meat, and there are beautiful girls to dance, I don't want to go back to see the fat man......" The fat man looked at the dancing Mongolian girl greedily.

"Fat brother, which one is in the picture, I'll tell you."

"Come on!" Zhang Meng smiled beside him: "If he really becomes the son-in-law of your grassland people, I'm afraid you will eat up the cattle and sheep on your grassland......

"It's okay, we lack everything in the grassland, that is, there is no shortage of cattle and sheep." The Mongolian guy said with a red light on his face: "By the way, big brothers, what are you doing here?" ”

"We?" Zhang Meng was in a hurry, made up a lie and said, "Have you seen that Hai Dongqing?" ”

"I don't just see it." Hearing Zhang Meng talk about the Hai Dongqing, the Mongolian guy suddenly looked excited: "Hai Dongqing is a sacred object of our grassland people!" Do you see the yurts of our tribe? ”

"Hmm." A few people listened with relish and listened to the Mongolian guy's rhetoric.

"Take a closer look." The Mongolian guy picked up the fat man and Zhang Meng, and said with his finger: "See it, see it." ”

"See what?" The fat man shook his head puzzled.

"Behold, these two wings are like an eagle, an eagle of the steppe."

"When you say that, it's quite similar." The fat man nodded and said.

"That is, the eagle is the totem of our steppe people and our most loyal friend. Especially this King of Ten Thousand Eagles, Hai Dongqing. The Mongolian guy looked enviously at Hai Dongqing standing on the shoulder of the pheasant, and said, "If only I could have a Hai Dongqing......"

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

"I can't find it, and I can't find it." The Mongolian guy shook his head again and again, then looked back at Zhang Meng and asked, "By the way, a few big brothers, where did you find this Haidongqing?" I haven't seen this falcon in years. ”

"How many years?" Zhang Meng was slightly stunned, and Lady Na said that although this Haidongqing was extinct, it was more than ten years ago.

But this is not the right time for what the Mongolian guy said!

Is it really as everyone guesses, in the distant steppe, there is really an unknown habitat of Haidongqing, which is where Genghis Khan's tomb is located.

"Hmm."

"Then how many years have you not seen these Haidongqing?" Zhang Meng then asked, seeing that the Mongolian guy was a little confused, Zhang Meng hurriedly explained: "Oh, I won't tell you, we are going north this time to find out the whereabouts of Hai Dongqing, and officially list Hai Dongqing as a world-class protected animal." ”

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

"A good thing is a good thing." The fat man sighed deliberately embarrassed: "But speaking of which, none of us are from the grassland, and we don't understand the customs of the grassland at all. ”

"I don't know, I know! Fat brother, you say, you don't know anything, right? I'll tell you. The Mongolian guy patted his chest and reassured.

"Take the stone people we saw when we came, we don't know what the steppe stone people do...... said worriedly about the country and the people.

Seeing that the fat man grinned and asked about the steppe stone man, the Mongolian guy suddenly looked a little strange, and immediately changed the topic: "But are they just a few steppe stone people?" A few big brothers bypassed and walked away. ”

"The crux of the matter is, you can't hide from it." The fat man said embarrassedly.

"Huh?"

"I don't know what's going on." Seeing that the Mongolian guy was hung up with an appetite, the fat man sighed and said: "As long as this Haidongqing encounters the steppe stone man, he will not leave, and we can't find the answer even if we want to." ”

"Hai Dongqing fell on the grassland stone man?" The Mongolian guy's eyes widened.

Seeing that the Mongolian guy was taken aback, the fat man hurriedly stabbed the other party, as if he didn't want the other party to have a chance to react at all: "You haven't said yet, what are these steppe stone people for?" ”

"Ahh

"Ahh The fat man picked up the wine bowl and handed it to the Mongolian guy: "I said that you are not interesting enough?" If you don't explain, you have to be punished for drinking. ”

"This ...... This...... Hold off. "The Mongolian guy was choked enough by the fat man and Zhang Meng, and Lai Zi also added wine to the other party from time to time, and the Mongolian guy was already a little unbearable. simply blurted out: "Actually, most of those steppe stone people are burial objects. ”

"Funeral goods?" The fat man pretended to be confused: "You lied to me, why didn't I see the grave." ”

"Of course, we Mongolians don't practice burial." The Mongolian guy explained.

"Oh, yes, yes." The fat man didn't give the Mongolian guy any chance to react, and blurted out again like a machine gun: "We also saw at that time that there was a small hill in the steppe stone man, and there were corpses behind the small hill, why didn't anyone deal with it?" ”

"We are mostly sky burials, and of course we are exposed to the wild." The Mongolian guy said.

"So that there is no fear of a plague contagion?" Zhang Meng deliberately said with concern: "It's almost spring now, germs are breeding, I'm afraid the sky burial is not hygienic, right?" ”

"Alas! We also had to do it as a last resort. When he mentioned this, the Mongolian guy sighed sadly.

"Huh?" Zhang Meng immediately knew that there was a door.

"They...... They ......" The Mongolian guy looked at the other companions around him in embarrassment, and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he lowered his voice and said softly: "They all died unexpectedly and cannot be buried." ”

"Why did you die from the law?"

"Shh The drunkenness on the Mongolian boy's face had faded, replaced by a look of horror, and he said with trembling lips: "You can't talk nonsense about this. ”

"I said brother, you're not interesting enough." The fat man pouted dissatisfiedly and said, "If you don't say it, won't you push us into danger?" He also said that Mongolian men are the most righteous, I think ......"

"No, no." Seeing that the fat man misunderstood, the Mongolian guy hurriedly explained: "It's not that I don't say it, it's our old flag commander who won't let us spread the word." ”

"Huh?" The fat man frowned.

"He said that if we say nonsense, I'm afraid it will attract revenge from the Yin soldiers." The Mongolian guy said mysteriously.

"Yin soldiers? What Yin Soldiers? The fat man asked with a big grin.

"Shhh Seeing that the fat man suddenly raised his voice, the Mongolian guy was so frightened that he hurriedly stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth: "Forget it, I'll explain it to you!" But you can't keep quiet, and the sooner you get out of here, the better. ”

"Okay, you say." The fat man spat out the meat from his mouth and asked.

"Since you have seen the steppe stone man and the corpse of the heavenly burial, then you must have encountered the stone statue of the Headless Horseman, right?" The Mongolian guy said.

"Hmm." Zhang Meng nodded: "Speaking of which, we still wonder where the heads of those corpses have gone." ”

"Of course it was cut down by that headless cavalry!" The Mongolian guy said with a dark face: "Speaking of this, it's very weird......"

"Can a stone statue be beheaded? What's going on. Zhang Meng asked.

"Not only can you kill people, but you can do it more than killing people...... Mongolian guy said with a nervous face: "These are all people from our tribe, and I have seen it with my own eyes." ”

"Did you see that?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Well, I did." The Mongolian guy nodded hurriedly and said.

"Tell me about the situation!" Zhang Meng and the fat man hurriedly urged.