After two days of recuperation in the yurt, under the miraculous effect of the unicorn's blood coagulation and Timur's careful care, Ah Chong's paralyzed legs finally gradually became conscious.

On this day, Timur came in with a pair of crutches and said to Ah Chong with a smile: "Su Rile and Ke helped you with two crutches, go, I will take you out for a walk, moving your legs and feet is good for your body recovery." ”

Ah Chong nodded: "Thank you, Brother Su......"

In order to protect Ah Chong's identity, Timur lied to the outside world that Ah Chong was a distant cousin of his. Originally, Timur planned to be called a brother to Ah Chong, but under Ah Chong's strong opposition, he had to recognize him as a cousin. In this way, in terms of seniority, Su Rile Heke, who is in his forties and has a big beard, has to call him cousin. This has already embarrassed Ah Chong.

Suzhlehok was a rugged and cheerful Mongolian man with a happy face all day long. Timur translated to Ah Chong that Suri Lehok means "mighty" in Chinese, which is very much in line with his image.

Ah Chong walked slowly to the door with a cane, and Timur helped him lift the tent.

This is the first time Ah Chong has stepped out of the yurt in a few days, and when he went out and saw the scene in front of him, Ah Chong couldn't help but be shocked - he thought he was living in a lonely tent on the grassland, but he didn't expect to see an endless stream of yurts!

It was time for dinner, and smoke rose from the yurts, and the sky was foggy in the light of the setting sun.

Timur pointed to a gray city in the distance and said, "That is Ulaanbaatar, the capital of Mongolia." Mongolia has a combined population of just over 3 million, and the vast majority of it is concentrated here. Many people work in the city during the day and return to their yurts in the suburbs at night. ”

"What do these people usually do?" Ah Chong looked at the surrounding yurts, most of which were relatively dilapidated, and from a distance, they looked a bit like a refugee camp or a slum.

"Mongolia's economy is relatively simple, except for mining is animal husbandry, but now the economy is sluggish, minerals cannot be sold, and many young people do not like animal husbandry, more and more people abandon the craftsmanship of their ancestors and go to the big cities to be idle.

People here are not environmentally conscious, and they start to burn coal for heating in autumn and winter, and you see, a city of less than 2 million people can still get out of the smog! ”

At this time, it has passed the beginning of autumn season, although many cities in China are still hot, but the evening in the Saibei grassland is quite cold. At night, the lowest temperature is close to freezing. Coal was burned in some yurts for heating, and the smell of soot filled the air.

"You see, this is the current situation in Mongolia, the dignified capital is not as good as the construction of a third- or fourth-tier city in China. The gap has become bigger and bigger in recent years, and it is far worse than in China! ”

Timur looked at the gray sky in the distance and said calmly. Although he is nominally a Mongol, he always faintly identifies himself as a Han Chinese in his tone.

Perhaps, he has a pure heart more than any Han people.

"What do you usually do?" Ah Chong asked softly.

"Our family members are mainly active on the Mongolian-Chinese border. Suri Lehok is a coal truck driver who mainly runs long distances between Mongolia and Inner Mongolia. Now business is not good, and he has also stopped working for a while.

I'm too old to run. In the past, he used to do some livestock business in the mainland, and occasionally served as a guide for tourists to Inner Mongolia and Tibetan areas. In order to find the whereabouts of the Iron Cavalry Order, I have traveled all over most of the Mobei, and some places are more familiar than the locals. ”

Timur said slowly, a smile suddenly in his eyes.

Looking into the distance, he saw a group of young boys in Mongolian robes galloping on horseback on the grassland. There were many motorcycles on both sides speeding with them, and the scene was very lively.

Timur took a step forward, stretched out two fingers and whistled melodiously, and one of the children in the lead turned his horse's head and galloped towards him. In a moment the little rider came running to them, and leaped lightly off the horse, and the little boy looked to be only eight or nine years old, and stood there no taller than the horse's shoulder.

Timur showed a rare hint of joy on his face, "His name is Arislan, my little grandson!" In the future, it is the man who will inherit my mantle! ”

Timur thumped his chest as he spoke. Judging from the old man's proud expression, Arislan is likely to be the next generation of blue wolf heirs.

"Grandpa, uncle!" Arislan led the horse to the two of them and shouted crisply.

"You also know Chinese?" Ah Chong looked at the childish little boy in wonder.

"Arislan, tell Uncle what your name means in Chinese." Timur looked at the little boy and said kindly.

"Uncle, Azhislan means lion in Chinese!" The little boy said loudly, his eyes full of pride.

Timur turned to Ah Chong and explained: "Ah Zhislan has been learning Chinese with me since he was a child. Although the blue wolf clan has lived in northern Cyprus for generations, we have never forgotten our identity as descendants of the Han people. ”

Ah Chong nodded, Timur's yurt contained many Chinese books, including classical books such as "Historical Records" and "Han Shu", as well as popular books such as "Three Hundred Tang and Song Poems" and "Five Thousand Years of China". It seems that usually the two of them are studying and self-studying, no wonder Timur always has an old-fashioned book flavor when he speaks.

Timur pondered for a moment and said to Ah Chong, "Try not to speak Chinese in Ulaanbaatar, many people here don't like Han people, there are many historical reasons for this, I will tell you in detail when I have a chance later." ”

Ah Chong nodded, in the past few months in Mongolia, many of the herders he met were relatively simple and friendly, but in the larger towns, the situation was quite the opposite, and many people would become very bad when they heard him speak Chinese.

"Although many Mongolians hate the Han Chinese, many of Mongolia's large-scale projects are built with domestic aid, and the largest department store in Ulabaatar is modeled after the model of Wangfujing in the capital, and many of the goods sold here are also made in China." When Timur said this, his face was not without irony.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden noise in the distance, and a group of Mongols were arguing fiercely around several people, and the tall and strong Suri Leheke was also in the middle of the fun.

Timur looked at the crowd and frowned. He said to Arislan: "Go over and see what's going on." ”

Arislan handed the reins to his grandfather and trotted over. After a while, he came back with Surile and Ke.

"Grandpa, uncle, there are three Han people over there, and they say they are looking for someone." Arislan said crisply.

"As soon as the men came, they made a great noise that one of his companions had gone missing. Hearing them speak Chinese, Dai Qin led people to surround them. Suzhle Hok gloated.

This big man, who is nearly two meters tall, can also speak Chinese, but he stumbles and has a very obvious accent, not as fluent as Timur and Azhislan.

"They are not Han Chinese, they are Gurkha mercenaries!" Ah Ran said.

Ah Chong's eyesight was excellent, and although he was very far away, he could still see the bulging waists of those people and the exposed dog-legged scimitar handles—these people must not understand the customs of Ulaanbaatar, and thought that Chinese could be used here, which caused public anger.

Timur nodded, and said to Suzhlehok: "Go and teach them a lesson and drive them away!" Don't let them make trouble here! ”

Seeing Timur's solemn face, Suri Le Hoke nodded vigorously. Rubbing his palms, he turned around and strode towards the crowd. It seems that these Gurkha mercenaries will inevitably be beaten up.

"Let's go, let's go back to the tent!" Timur turned to Ah Chong and said.

Although Ah Chong has now changed into a Mongolian outfit, wearing a wide Mongolian robe and a fur hat, at first glance it is impossible to tell that he is the Ah Chong from a few days ago. But to be on the safe side, it is still necessary to avoid the eyes of these Gurkha mercenaries.

The two returned to the tent, and Ah Chong sat on the edge of the bed and whispered, "My identity may be revealed, I have to get out of here as soon as possible." ”

Ah Chong knew in his heart that these Gurkha mercenaries might be tracking him, and he didn't want to involve Timur and his people. Although there are many Surile and Ke them now, these three Gurkha mercenaries dare not do anything. But after all, they were well-trained professional mercenaries, and if they knew that they were hiding here, they would inevitably resort to a sneak attack from behind, and Timur's people would probably suffer as a result.

Timur shook his head and said, "If you can't even stand on your feet now, a small child can push you down." I can't just let you go - rest assured, you're safe here. These people are not here for you. ”

Ah Chong looked at Timur in wonder, apart from himself, what reason did the Gurkha mercenaries have to come to this northern wasteland?

Timur nodded affirmatively to Ah Chong, "When Surile Hok finishes dealing with that group of people, I still have something to tell you." ”

Seeing that the old man was selling Guanzi again, Ah Chong had to sit honestly on the edge of the bed, looking at the window in a silent daze.

After a while, Suzhl Hok opened his tent and walked in happily, muttering to Timur.

"Speak Chinese!" Timur said with a frown.

Although Su Rile and Ke can speak Chinese, it seems that they are not usually used to saying it, and after being lectured by the old man, he touched his head and smiled at Ah Chong.

"The bunnies were beaten up by us, climbed into the car and ran away. Arislan was following them on horseback. ”

"He's a little kid, will he be in danger?" Ah Chong looked at Timur with some concern.

These Gurkha mercenaries are ruthless, and it is really reassuring for a child in Arislan to follow him.

Timur had a calm look on his face: "Don't worry, Azhislan is very smart, he knows how to do it." ”

After that, he turned to Suilhok and said, "Is that person still locked up there?" ”

Su Rile and Ke nodded vigorously, "It's still locked up there, I go to check it twice a day, and it's sturdy!" ”

"Go and bring him here, and don't let anyone find out." Timur said.

Suzhle and Ke nodded and strode out.

Timur looked at Ah Chong, who looked confused, and grinned: "You may not know why we suddenly appeared there when you were chased and killed that night, right?" ”