Section 76 - Kazakh yurt

The memories of the past began to gradually blur, and in the trance state of half-dreaming and half-waking, Lin Mo couldn't tell which one was real and which one was the dream.

Lin Mo poured out a little water from the kettle in the palm of his hand, wiped it on his face, patted his face hard, his blurry eyes quickly condensed and shined, and regained his sharpness like an eagle, dreams are still dreams, he lives in reality, and a peaceful life unconsciously wears down his vigilance.

He needed to take on the challenge again, sharpen himself, and keep the heart of a warrior always awake, so he came, to this dangerous grassland.

The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, and the steppe in the Republic of Kazakhstan is no different from the Mongolian steppe in the Chinese mainland.

With the horses to travel, Lin Mo was leisurely and leisurely, and he really looked like a traveling tourist, and occasionally encountered wolves, perhaps because of the terrifying dragon power on Lin Mo's body, he howled from afar and took the initiative to avoid it.

In the end, the gold coin that can be used as GPS satellite positioning now still provides Lin Mo with a lot of help, leaving the road and almost rushing the target in a straight line.

There was a melodious pastoral song in the distance, and there was a faint smoke rising into the sky, Lin Mo smiled slightly, he didn't have to sleep in the wilderness tonight, and he also had a hot meal to cushion his stomach.

In the past few days, Lin Mo has met nomadic herdsmen during his travels.

Although he was single and did not understand the language, but seeing Lin Mo's kind conversation and without any weapons, the extremely hospitable herdsman received Lin Mo very warmly, and the herdsman's yurt became Lin Mo's temporary hotel, grasping mutton, oil fruits, and smoked horse sausages, so that Lin Mo tasted Kazakh food all over the place.

There is an old Kazakh proverb that says, "If you let a guest go down when the sun goes down, you will not be able to wash away the shame even by jumping into the water", and they believe that the guest is given by Allah and should not be neglected.

After each warm hospitality, Lin Mo would leave a small stack of dollars before leaving, thanking the herders for their simple hospitality.

Lin Mo drove the jujube red horse under his crotch to the place where the smoke rose all the way to trot, and in the steppe, there was a legend among the Kazakhs: "As long as there are Kazakhs along the way, even if you walk for a year, you don't need to bring a grain of grain or a penny." ”

As long as he saw the yurt, Lin Mo would find a place to stay tonight.

The closer you get, the clearer the sounds of people and animals in front of you, and you can clearly hear the sounds of children playing.

With the sound of horses' hooves, several children appeared in Lin Mo's sight on ponies, chasing each other, laughing, worthy of being a nation on horseback, not young but superb riding, steady on horseback, and even sometimes do one or two difficult movements.

This is the real game of horseback riding, and the bamboo horses in the hands of the children in the farming area are much more cold compared to the horses under the crotches of the herdsmen's children.

After a while, the rider seemed to see a stranger approaching from a distance, so he stopped the chase curiously, slowed down his horse and approached Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's dress is incompatible with the herdsmen on the grassland, which is extremely eye-catching, but at the same time curious, it is also more popular with the herdsmen, compared with those horse thieves and beasts on the grassland, Lin Mo, an exotic tourist, is much more cute.

The children approached a distance of almost a dozen steps, looking at Lin Mo with a smile, speaking Kazakh that Lin Mo did not understand, and bursting into laughter from time to time.

Suddenly, one of the children's faces became a little solemn, and he looked at the horse that Lin Mo was riding with wide eyes, as if he was confirming something, and suddenly his face changed, and he shouted in panic.

Lin Mo just wanted to wave his hand to say hello, but he saw these children as if they had seen ghosts, twisted their horses' heads, turned around and ran in the direction of the yurt, leaving Lin Mo in place.

"What's wrong?!" Lin Mo looked left and right, there were no bad people nearby, and then he looked at himself, he didn't become a monster!

Lin Mo was full of question marks, "What's going on?" ”

After a while, several sturdy adults with guns and sabers rushed towards Lin Mo on horseback, and directly surrounded him, their guns pointed at him, and their faces were not good.

Lin Mo still didn't know what happened to make the other party misunderstand him so much, and honestly raised his hand, and before the situation (the latest chapter of Wu Dong Qiankun 81zw) was clarified, he would not make a move to civilians.

Seeing Lin Mo's dazed face, the other party seemed to be even more angry, the gun was pointed at Lin Mo, and with a wave of the saber, it seemed that he would rush up and cut him at any time.

At this time, an old man wearing a jacket, a wide leather belt wrapped around his waist, a black velvet white felt hat, a red face, and a gray beard rushed into the circle, and with a wave of his hand, he stopped the impulsive behavior surrounding Lin Mo and said a few words to Lin Mo.

Still didn't understand, Lin Mo spread his hands, helpless, like a blind cat touching a dead mouse, and said as if lucky: "I'm sorry, I don't know Kazakh and Russian, I can't understand what you say!"

To be honest, Lin Mo regretted a little that he hadn't done enough homework before coming, at least he didn't know how to say a simple Kazakh greeting, and he didn't know if the twin twin sisters of the intelligence group had forgotten to train, or if they were deliberately unprepared.

To Lin Mo's expectations, the old man understood, and said in fluent Mandarin: "Hello.xzsj8., guests from afar, I'm sorry that my children are so rude to you!"

As soon as Lin Mo spoke, the old man knew that it must have been a misunderstanding, and reprimanded the Kazakh men with knives and guns on the side with a straight face, and these men put away their weapons stupidly.

"What the hell is going on?" Lin Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief, he tried not to do it if he could, the strength of the dragon knight who fought with the dragon was not something that ordinary people could bear, of course he couldn't let these people shoot and slash at him.

"Excuse me, where did this horse of yours come from?" The old man's eyes moved to the jujube red horse under Lin Mo's crotch, this horse was Lin Mo's trophy, strong and powerful, also very tame and obedient, it was also very convenient to carry on the grassland, it was not burning oil and it was the most environmentally friendly means of transportation.

"Horses?!" Lin Mo patted the head of the jujube red horse, the jujube red horse turned his head affectionately and rubbed Lin Mo's hand, Lin Mo couldn't imagine that the problem would appear on the horse, this horse has been riding by himself for several days.

"Look, is there a pattern on the horse's buttocks, this is a unique symbol of our horse herd, it was stolen half a year ago, I thought I couldn't find it, and today I was ridden by a guest, so"

It goes without saying that the group of children and adults riding horses regarded Lin Mo as a horse thief, stealing horses on the grassland is a very serious crime, if they are caught by the owner, or even directly executed by the owner.

Lin Mo looked at the buttocks of these people's horses, and then looked at his first red horse, sure enough, the patterns on the buttocks of the two horses burned with a soldering iron were exactly the same, and these people expressed anger and threats to Lin Mo, so there was reason to say that in the past,

"Oh! So that's what happened!" Lin Mo suddenly realized and immediately expressed his understanding, "I didn't steal this horse, but snatched it from a group of robbers. ”

"Robbers? Damn horse thieves! Where did they flee, thank you so much for giving us this news, I want to inform the other herdsmen that we must destroy this gang of evil spirits. The old man waved his whip angrily, and shook it in the air, as if it had been whipped on the damned robbers.

"Hehe, they don't know which direction to flee, anyway, they didn't succeed in robbing me, but they were robbed by me!" Lin Mo laughed and said half-truthfully.

Anyway, this gang of robbers is almost fed to the wolves at this time, and there are no bones left, so whatever Ren Linmo says, is what it is.

"Anyway, I happened to meet the owner today, so this horse should be returned to its original owner!" Lin Mo jumped off the horse and patted the horse's neck, he was also generous, after all, a horse also has the heart and blood of a horse wrangler, and anyone who is stolen will not be happy.

Since you have met the original owner, it is still good to be an adult, and it is a big deal to walk for a few more days, anyway, it is not far from the joint location, otherwise the horse will have to find a place to deal with it.

"No, no, no!" The old man hurriedly jumped off the horse, shook his hand in great surprise and shook Lin Mo's hand and said: "This horse was stolen by horse thieves, and it can carry distant guests to us, this must be the will of Allah, you must be our honored guest, this horse is a gift as a thank you for teaching us this gang of robbers, we can't take it back." ”

There may really be the will of Allah Allah in the underworld, and where the old man dares to take back Lin Mo's horse, he should give it to Lin Mo completely.

"No, I'm almost at my destination, and I can't take this horse with me at any time, and I'm already very satisfied with this period of borrowing." Lin Mo shook his head, during the travel mission, this horse is okay to travel temporarily, if he doesn't meet the original owner, Lin Mo even plans to release it directly, although it is very tame and his foot strength is not bad, but there is no way to take it back to China.

Could it be that the fighters are flying and flying in the sky, the horses on the ground are chasing and chasing on the ground, and there is no cavalry in the base!

In the Kazakh proverb, part of the ancestral heritage is reserved for guests, such a coincidence, the old man wanted to resolutely not accept it, but Lin Mo also told the truth, a Chinese guest walked alone on the steppe, borrowing a horse to temporarily travel on behalf of the can, of course, it is impossible to bring the horse back to China, even if it is brought back, but how to raise, and it is not a kitten or a puppy, any supermarket has cat food and dog food for sale.

"Oh well! If there is any need in the future, just mention it, the Kazakhs must do everything they can for their friends. The old man suddenly turned his head and glared at those strong men and said angrily: "What are you doing, don't prepare yet, slaughter the fattest sheep!" Take out the best mare's milk!"

How dare the brute men say anything, they hurriedly dispersed and hurried to prepare.

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