Early the next morning, Guo Song sent the Black Mountain tribe out for more than ten miles, and then rode back to the camp alone, his camp moved to the lake yesterday, and there was only this lonely half-old camp tent by the lake.

Guo Song walked into his big tent, and the ground was covered with sheepskin, which was laid for him by Yinggu, so that he could lie directly on the sheepskin and sleep at night.

In the middle is the fire pond, with bluestone to build a circle, burn firewood in the fire pond, you can also barbecue mutton on it, there is a big wooden shelf on the fire pond, hang a clay pot on the middle horizontal stick, the Qiang people call the tea hanger, boil tea.

There was no furniture in the tent, except for a large crude chest made of wood, a large tree stump that served as a table, and a few large porcelain bowls.

There are dozens of catties of jerky stacked in large boxes, and there are two large jars of mare's milk wine and a jar of cheese next to them, and there is a pile of tea bricks in the corner.

Guo Song lit the fire, went to the lake to fill most of the pot of water, broke off a small tea brick and put it in the teapot, put a handful of dried perilla and a pinch of salt, and put two pieces of cheese.

The literati and high-ranking officials and magnates of the Tang Dynasty generally drank tea with sencha, and paid great attention to water, tea sets and heat, but for the lower-class people and the people in the frontier, drinking wine was not called drinking tea, but eating tea, boiling spices and salt together, and finally eating tea together, the Qiang people's practices were similar, but the tea set was relatively coarse, and some cheese was also put to make milk tea.

Guo Song and Qiang people stayed for three years, and they were used to the milk tea cooked by Yinggu, as well as mare's milk wine, which was very strong and fishy, and he could drink five catties without getting drunk, but although he could drink it, it didn't mean that he liked it, he still liked the rice wine and wine of the Han people, but unfortunately there was no one here.

After only a moment, the tea hanger was steaming, and the fragrance of milk tea was fragrant, and he slowly stirred it with a wooden stick, and finally poured it into a large bamboo tube, which was his teacup.

The jerky left for him by Yinggu was dry food, which he ate when he went out, and Guo Song grilled two fish by himself.

Guo Song quickly finished eating the grilled fish, drank all the milk tea in the bamboo tube, extinguished the fire, and picked up the bow and arrow and walked out of the tent quickly.

The cold wind outside the tent was cold, the sky and the earth were vast, and he was the only one person, one horse and one eagle on the shore of the entire Xiutu Lake, Guo Song turned over his horse and galloped towards the archery training ground more than ten miles away.

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Ten days after the Black Mountain Department had been gone, a snowstorm swept through Hutu Lake, and the cold wind howled in the night, making a terrible roar, and the big tent was blown and creaked, as if it would be swept away by the blizzard at any moment.

The fire in the big tent flickered and dimmed, Guo Song hummed a small song, quickly grilled fish on the fire, the milk tea in the tea hanger was boiling, and the big tent was shrouded in a rich milk fragrance.

His war horse was also in the tent, quietly eating hay and occasionally taking a sip of melted snow.

On the wooden box stood the eagle eagle fierce son, there are two long black feather crests on the top of its head, which is particularly eye-catching, it is sleeping with its eyes closed, occasionally opening its eyes slightly, and there will be a look of disdain in its eyes, as if it looks down on Guo Song's way of eating fish, wasting fresh and sweet fish.

At this time, Guo Song suddenly stopped his hand, he listened attentively, just now he clearly heard the neighing of the horses, and then listened carefully, but the sound was gone.

Could it be that he heard it wrong, he glanced back at Mengzi, "Hey! Did you just hear anything? ”

Mengzi closed his eyes, his head dug into the feather, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"I guess I heard it wrong! Who will come out of this bad weather? ”

Guo Song smiled self-deprecatingly.

Soon he had eaten and drunk to his heart's content, fell on the sheepskin, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, there was a chirping of a fierce son in the sky, and Guo Song, who had been meditating cross-legged for nearly an hour, opened his eyes.

Guo Song led the horse out of the big tent, there was still a fine snow outside, but the wind had stopped, the snow was half a foot thick, the whole world was gray, a vast, quite a kind of long-minded heaven and earth, lonely and open-minded, but deep down, there was also a kind of loneliness that was difficult to dispel.

Today is an underwater archery practice, Guo Song chooses to go into the water on the north shore of the lake most of the time, where there are many aquatic plants, interference, and fish.

Guo Song rode around Hutu Lake and came to the north shore of the lake.

He took off his robe, wore only a pair of shorts, and walked barefoot onto the ice, which was two feet thick at the coldest time last year, and now only about half a foot thick.

He slammed his sword into the ice, cut a large circle with a radius of two meters on the ice, and then stomped his foot violently, and the cut round ice suddenly fell apart.

Guo Song threw a boulder weighing 100 catties into the lake, his body sank, and he slid into the cold and biting water, there was no sunlight, and the bottom of the lake was pitch black with a depth of five meters.

Guo Song hooked a hundred catties of boulder with his foot, and his whole body hung quietly in the water, he closed his eyes, feeling the flow of water and all kinds of things that touched his body in the water, including fish, water snakes, and some slender and long antennae, maybe aquatic plants, or maybe some other creatures.

But he didn't feel the danger, it was a very peaceful underwater world.

A large fish weighing at least four or five pounds touched his arm and swam northeast.

Guo Song immediately stretched out his bow and set up an arrow, pulled the bow full under the water, and shot an arrow, the fish had already swam more than twenty steps away, it suddenly felt something, its tail swung, and it was just about to turn around, and with a 'poof' sound, the arrow had pierced its body.

Guo Song had already been under the water for a stick of incense, and he was about to reach the limit of his breathlessness.

As soon as his feet loosened, his body quickly floated upward.......

It is true that there are more fish in the north of Hutu Lake than in the south, and he harvested twelve large fish in one morning, and the smallest crucian carp weighed two catties, which was quite rich.

Guo Song piled the fish on the ice, whistled with his fingers, and beckoned the fierce son to come down and enjoy.

Unexpectedly, Mengzi did not come down, Guo Song was slightly stunned, this was the first time, he squinted his eyes in the sky to search, and faintly saw Mengzi hovering over the south shore of Hunan.

"What's going on?"

Guo Song hurriedly put on shoes, socks and robes, changed into dry shorts, turned on his horse, and urged the horse to gallop towards the south bank of the lake.

When he was still more than 100 steps away from the big tent, Guo Song suddenly reined in the war horse, and there were messy horseshoe prints on the ground, and someone had come.

He immediately turned over and dismounted, drew his sword in his hand, and walked towards his big tent step by step.

There were still more than a dozen steps away from the big tent, he stopped, only to see a large messy horse's hoof prints walking to the east, Guo Song stood and listened for a while, to make sure that there was no movement in the big tent, and then stepped forward to open the tent curtain with his sword.

His tent was in shambles, the sheepskins on the ground were gone, the pottery teapot was broken to pieces, the wooden shelves were cut into pieces, the sparks that remained in the fire pit were completely extinguished, and there was a faint smell of urine.

His great chest was overturned on the ground, and the jerky, mare's milk, cheese, and tea bricks were all gone, and they were ransacked, and he had nothing but the big tent.

A wave of anger rose in Guo Song's chest, this must not have been done by the herdsmen, so who could it be? Gold diggers, there are a lot of Han people in the Hexi Corridor who dig for gold, often steal the sheep of herdsmen, and have a very bad reputation, could it be them?

At this time, there was a scream from the fierce son outside, Guo Song turned around and rushed out of the big tent, only to see the fierce man hovering in the sky more than ten miles away in the southeast, Guo Song immediately realized that the person who ransacked his big tent was there.

Guo Song's eyes can't rub a little sand, even if he is a gold digger, he wants these people to pay the price.

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More than ten miles away in the southeast direction is Montenegro, Montenegro is not high, the highest place is only 100 zhang, the width is about two miles, it stretches more than 40 miles from west to east, the forest in the mountain is dense, there are many ravines, it is a good place to hunt.

Guo Song immediately hid behind a big tree, on the snowy field, and he saw more than a dozen black-clothed people several miles away, riding towards the mountain.

These black-clothed people reminded Guo Song of the horse bandits three years ago, maybe they weren't those dozen people anymore, but a strong feeling told him that he was afraid that the road was narrow.

He was worried that the fierce son would lose, so he whistled, and no one could hear it for several miles, but the eagle could hear it, and the fierce son circled around and flew away.

.........

It was already dark, and the snow had finally stopped, but the sky was still in a col deep in the Black Mountain, and a fire was blazing, and a dozen men in black were sitting around the fire drinking wine, roasting roe deer and a few grouse.

"I didn't expect to have good luck today, I actually got mare's milk wine, but unfortunately there is no woman in the tent, it's a pity!"

"You bastard, don't think about women all day long, isn't the lesson of three years ago enough? Fleeing bare-assed, he lost the face of the Shatuo warriors. ”

The leader reprimanded him fiercely, and the Shatuo people just now were silent.

He looked around the crowd and said: "The big tent I met today should be the herdsmen left by the Black Mountain Department to guard the pasture, our traces have been exposed, we can't leave a living mouth, we will go and kill him early tomorrow morning." ”

Just on a big tree above the mountain pass, Guo Song slowly clenched the sword in his hand, it was the group of horse bandits three years ago, no! It's a spy of the Shatuo Army.

The other party spoke the common Tiele language of the grassland, and many Qiang people would say that Guo Song had also learned a lot, and most of them could understand it, but Guo Song was a little strange in his heart, and the road would soon be closed by heavy snow, what were these Shatuo Army spies doing when they appeared in Xiutu Lake, was it for the Tang Army?

Except for the Tang Jun who was guarded by Bai Ting, he really couldn't think of any other reason.

He continued to listen.

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