After driving for about a day, the three of them arrived at Wuzhumuqin Banner, Lao Li parked the jeep in the town's ** compound, the three got out of the car, and the bald man and another person from the search and rescue team and two armed policemen were waiting here.

"This is Tara, the younger brother of the last search and rescue team guide, Muren," a slightly more experienced armed police officer introduced, "Tara said that he must also participate in this search and rescue operation, looking for his brother, saying that his father also agreed, and we didn't want to embarrass him, so we let him come, and they grew up in this area and know the grassland very well." ”

"I understand the situation, get things ready, let's go, we can't delay any longer. Lao Li looked at the anxious Mongolian guy on the side, he had no objection to Tara joining the team, he liked people who valued affection.

Bald, Wood, and Tara got into Lao Li's jeep, and Akagi and the two armed policemen got into a pickup truck carrying some supplies and a grass cart, similar to a go-kart, and could only seat one person. The yellow sand raised behind the two cars pointed straight to the Balar steppe.

Wood and Tara sit in the back row of the jeep. "Tara, does your name mean anything?" Wood looked at the vast grassland outside the car window, trying to find a topic to relieve his boredom, and casually said that he knew that the names of a few famous people had meanings.

"Hara, the meaning of the wilderness. "Although Tara is an adult, she has followed Abba to herd on the grassland since she was a child, and she has not been in contact with many outsiders, so she is more shy, and she thinks that Brother Muren is too engrossed in it, and she doesn't react, and she doesn't speak Chinese very well.

"What about your brother?"

"Muren is, yes, the meaning of the river. Abba's name is Mountains and Rivers."

Before Mu asked, Tara recruited the hukou, and the Mongols were really simple. "Do you teach geography?" said the bald man in the front row. Lao Li's face was not good-looking, but he didn't speak, he understood that it was not good to be too depressed.

Tara didn't care, and continued, "When we were young, Grandma rode a horse to chase a flock of frightened sheep, fell into the blisters of the Balar steppe and drowned, Abba said that it was the lake god who chose Grandma as a servant. ”

"Water bubbles?" Lao Li was taken aback, "There are water bubbles in the Balar grassland?!"

"A lot, there are no rivers here, the terrain is low, and when it rains, the rain can't get out. ”

"His family really teaches geography. "The bald man continues to make trouble.

"Don't make trouble, this news is very important, most of the blisters are swamps, if you fall into the swamp, Lao Wang is afraid...... The second team didn't come out either, and now it seems likely to ......" Lao Li didn't want to say it directly, a little frustrated.

The atmosphere in the car is back to before liberation. Mu Tou thought, why is my mouth so cheap, it's good if I don't speak, it always backfires.

"Didn't Lao Wang tell you the content of his mission in the Balar Grassland?" asked Mu Li.

"Nope. ”

"Why didn't you even tell the assistant?" said Lao Li.

"Don't you know from above?" asked Wood.

"There is only one director above Lao Wang, and not all of our activities need the approval of the director, and he will be busy to death. Bald explained.

"Is this old king you are talking about?" Tara couldn't understand what they were saying, "I'll definitely find Muren." ”

"Hmm. Wood patted Tara, who was dressed in a Mongolian robe.

"When we arrived, there was the Balar steppe ahead. Tara pointed to the endless meadows ahead. The others got out of the car to check, and they couldn't tell the difference between the Balar steppe and the current steppe at all, that is, there was no dividing line, and they didn't know how Tara could tell the difference. However, there are indeed a few rows of wheel prints on the ground, and I believe that Lao Wang is where they go.

"Follow the traces," Lao Li ordered, "If there are traces, it means that there is no swamp, everyone be careful." Although he was very reluctant to think that the disappearance was caused by the swamp, Lao Li had to prepare for it. The dirt road has turned into grass, and there are very few people walking on this road, as if it has just been pressed out, and in order to prevent falling into the blisters, the speed of the car has been controlled below 50 yards, and the wood does not want to see the blisters.