Chapter One Hundred and One: The Wolf Howling Moon

The furnishings in the yurt are very simple! You can see the whole yurt at a glance! The clean couch is probably the biggest furnishing in this yurt, and the rest of the bows and arrows and knives hanging on one side seem to be decorated with the couch, which looks a little inconspicuous!

The old man smiled and invited the Nighthawks to sit down! His two sons had already brought a low table for the five of them for dinner, and placed it in front of them with laughter! A little boy who is only about ten years old, his eyes are like the most flawless white clouds in the sky. Holding a pot of smelly mare's milk wine, he slowly walked into the yurt! For the Nighthawks, no one poured a full glass of mare's milk!

The slightly fishy mare's milk wine shakes slightly in the bowl! The laughing old man raised the wine bowl in front of him and said to Nighthawk: "Guests from afar, come, Sohuer toasts a few guests with a glass of wine!" May the sun on the grassland always shine on your journey and take you out of hardship and hardship! ”

After Sohuer finished speaking, he took the lead in drinking it all, took the empty wine bowl, wiped a handful of white wine from the corner of his mouth, and smiled and waited for the Nighthawk to finish drinking!

The Nighthawks looked at each other, and they had long heard that the M ancients were bold. It's just a bit boring when we just met, and it's too bold! But everyone has finished drinking, if you don't drink it. Looking at that posture, the old man can't get his face down! There was no way, a few people could only hold their breath and drink the mare's milk wine that could choke people in one gulp!

The spicy liquor was poisoned, accompanied by a fishy smell that Nighthawk and the others were not used to, and there was even a faint feeling of wanting to vomit! But the old man and the child who poured the wine were all laughing and looking at them, and several proud men couldn't hold back the strong discomfort. I suffocated the wine back in my stomach!

The old man raised his thumb and praised loudly: "They all say that you Han people are weak." Looking at a few of them now, are they all heroes! Haha, a rare hero among the Han people! ”

Listening to Sokuer's words, Nighthawk's heart really didn't feel good. Feelings: Is the ancients only a bowl of wine enough to distinguish between good and bad people? However, listening to the praise of others, a few people whose faces are already a little flushed are still happy, who doesn't like to listen to other people's praise!

The old man pulled the little boy who was about ten years old, and took his little hand, which was as white as mare's milk wine, and said to the Nighthawks: "Distinguished guest, this is my grandson. His name is Haiyu! We graze all day long, and we rarely see people! It's such a coincidence today, maybe it's the arrangement of Immortal Heaven, and I actually met a few distinguished guests on the vast grassland! What an honor! ”

Sohuer said it very politely, and Nighthawk always felt that the other party's humility was a little too much. Perhaps the etiquette of the M ancients should be taken to the etiquette school in China as a physical teaching material, so that those in the service industry can really know what it means to come from the heart!

Nighthawk asked, "Uncle Sohur, are you and your two sons grazing?" No one else in the house? ”

Suhuer's face darkened, and he said with some humility: "We are all poor shepherds, and our duty is to put the master's sheep and cattle in order!" Of course, we still have families, but they are all in the master's camp, and they will not come to such a distant place with us to graze! ”

Nighthawk was a little surprised, and asked, "Aren't so many sheep and cattle yours?" Do you still have to herd for others? ”

The old man nodded and said noncommittally: "We only have a few sheep!" The rest is the master's belongings, and we are all slaves of Lord Bagel, born to work for him! I also have an eldest son who is an officer in Lord Bagel's army! But that doesn't change our status as slaves! ”

Nighthawk was a little shocked! Slave! This is the word of what era. In the depths of the vast M ancient prairie, you can still hear these two words that can only be found in history books. Not only Nighthawk, but the rest of the four, including the black tank, were also shocked! I just stared at the old man blankly, and I didn't know what to say!

"Bager?" Nighthawk asked, "Is that the current President of M-Gu, Bagel?" Why is there still a slave in the society? Isn't it true that everyone is equal? ”

The old man was a little dazed, and the little boy in his arms, Haiyou, opened his mouth even more in surprise, obviously not knowing what Nighthawk was talking about!

After half a ring, the old man shook his head and said, "We are slaves, this is the rule of the grassland for thousands of years!" I don't know what ** is, but listen to this thing! That should be something that only nobles and city dwellers can have, and for us, the slaves under the master's command, give the master a good pasture, and then you will get the best life! ”

The Nighthawks were a little speechless, but they didn't expect a cheerful conversation to turn into a bitter and bitter grievance meeting! But this was only their thoughts, because after talking about this matter, the old man and his grandson forgot what they had just said, and began to greet everyone warmly to drink!

Nighthawk thought helplessly, an old herdsman like Sohuer must have been a slave to the nobles for generations! The steppe, which is not developed at all, cannot receive the enlightenment of advanced ideas at all! They have become a fixed mode of thinking, that is, slavery for the rest of their lives. Not only do they do it, but the son does it, and the grandson does it too. Future generations will be slaves of their current masters!

This can't help but make Nighthawk sigh at the tragic life experience of the old man Sokuer, and the old man is even more ignorant of these things, and always lives in his own happiness. This makes Nighthawk even more sad about his life!

Sohuer asked his two sons to kill a sheep to entertain the Nighthawks! Because Nighthawk was the only living person they had seen in months! They feel very close to the nomadic people who have left the camp, whether they are relatives or friends or not, but at the moment they are better than those who don't care about the name!

This made the Nighthawks who knew the identity of the old man very embarrassed. This sheep may mean a very important property in the family of the old man. And what they are eating may be the bride price of Xiao Haiyou's future daughter-in-law. But the enthusiastic Sohuer family couldn't allow them to think too much, and the fragrant mutton was served on the table, and a small basin was stuffed for each person!

Strong, mellow mare's milk wine, aromatic roast lamb! The authentic and authentic M ancient feast made the soldiers who were still hesitant abandon a qiē hesitation, tear open their bellies, and binge eat! The old man can't straighten his waist!

Maybe they are just looking for a comfort and warmth, and the arrival of a few strangers in Nighthawk just gives them a hint of excitement and warmth for people like them who have been wandering for a long time and lack warmth!

When the mare's milk wine is drunk! Nighthawk and the others directly lay down at the table and fell asleep! Sohuer and his sons laughed at a few Han people, and muttered: "These Han people still can't drink enough!" ”

Xiao Haiyou ran to the M ancient bag next door and got two long blankets to shield the nighthawks from the chill of the grassland night! Yue'er climbed into the sky, and M Gubao, who had been having fun all day, gradually quieted down. Only the heavy snoring of the Nighthawks was sometimes remembered, but other than that, it was peaceful!

It's the middle of the night! Nighthawk felt parched and thirsty! I couldn't help but lift the blanket covering my body! I want to get up and find a drink of saliva!

Suddenly, a black shadow jumped out from the inside of the M ancient bag, and jumped out of the M ancient bag in only two steps! Nighthawk was startled and broke out in a cold sweat! I haven't had time to think carefully about who the black shadow just now is. I only heard a noise outside the yurt! Countless sheep screamed as if they were crazy, and they didn't know what was going on!

Nighthawk didn't think about it, and rushed out of the yurt with one arrow step! Just standing on the grass, two loud gunshots broke the silence of the night, and even the air seemed to be torn apart, and a faint smell of blood was transmitted to every corner along the majesty that blew slightly!

Nighthawk was startled, not knowing what had happened. With the force under his feet, he ran towards the place where the gun rang out! I didn't run far, and I saw that under the moonlight, the old man stood outside a messy sheepfold, stupidly looking at the bloody sheepfold!

Sohuer's two sons stood aside with two old-fashioned earthen guns! There was still the smell of gunpowder in the air, and it was clear that they had fired those two shots just now!

"What's going on, Uncle Suer? How do you shoot a gun? Coming to the side of Sohuer, who was silently in a daze, Nighthawk asked in a low voice, because in the moonlight, Nighthawk found that Sohuer's face was very ugly!

Sohuel saw that it was the Nighthawk coming! Then he pointed to the sheepfold and said, "My son has killed the messenger of the Immortal Heaven!" We're going to be in great trouble! ”

Nighthawk looked down Sohuer's finger and was amazed! Two wolves, much bigger than the dogs they raised, were lying in a pool of blood with their teeth bared! And beside them, there are a few sheep that have been bitten off their throats and have lost their breath!

But the son of the old man disagreed, and said loudly: "These hungry wolves always come to take away a few sheep!" Our losses are already significant. I'm going back this time, how do I explain to Master Bagel! ”

Suddenly, like an erupting volcano, the old man rushed to Dadar's side with swift steps, raised his arm and slapped him hard!

Even in the middle of the night, Nighthawk could see five fingerprints slowly emerging from Dadar's face! And Dadar, who was looking at his father in a daze, had a trace of blood flowing down the corner of his mouth!

The old man was furious to the extreme, pointed at the noses of his two sons and scolded, "You two bastards! Is it the sheep or the people that are important? I lost a few sheep, and explained to Master Bagel's steward that it's a big deal, let's pay for it! But if you annoy the messenger sent by the Immortal Heaven! Can we still have the life to go back? ”

The two strong men seemed to regret it a little, just looking at their father in a daze, but they couldn't say a word!

The old man turned his head sharply and said to the Nighthawk who was standing aside, "You better hurry up!" My son has angered the Immortals, and soon punishment will come! While the messenger of the Immortal Heaven has not yet arrived, you should flee for your lives! ”

The old man's face was extremely ugly, as if he was waiting for death as if he was resigned to his fate! Nighthawk wanted to laugh, didn't he just kill two wolves! As for that? He killed a lot of wolves in the past, and he didn't see God looking for him to take revenge!

Nighthawk couldn't help laughing and said, "Uncle Sohuer, I look at you! It's too much to think about, it's just two wolves dead! Nothing! ”

Suddenly, Nighthawk's words had just ended! As if to prove how ridiculous Nighthawk's words were! A high-pitched wolf howl that tore through the sky sounded far away! Then, as if to respond to the voice! Countless wolf howls rang out from all directions, and the sound was endless, one after another, as if thousands of wolves were screaming at the same time!

Sohuer's face turned pale, staring at the depths of the darkness, and he said in despair: "It's late! You guys! Can't go! ”