I grabbed Amur's hand with my backhand and threw the tall Amur to the ground. The group that followed Amur was about to surround them again, and Amur stopped them in time. Amur got up from the ground, his body was strong, and the fall did not hurt him.

He patted me on the back and asked me why I was touching me, and he was stunned, and then pointed to the big mansion in the distance, saying that he wanted to tell me that he lived there. I frowned and said in a deep voice, "I don't want anyone to touch me." ”

A few of the Great Khans on the side thought that I was talking too arrogantly and wanted to rush up, but they were stopped by Amur. It's not that I'm arrogant, it's just that after I fled from Beijing, my heart has been hanging. I looked towards the big house that Amur pointed to, because of the topography, a house was to be built on the steppe. It's more difficult, let alone in such a remote gacha.

Amur said that it was his home, and it seemed that he was in Gachali, and he was considered a big family. Others, all living in yurts, it can be said that this Gachari, in addition to the environment is very good, the economy must be very backward. But at the same time, I was also a little relieved that the more economically backward the place, the less developed communications would be. Surely no one thought that I would come here.

Amur smiled and told me not to be surprised, saying that this is true not only in the original province, but everywhere. He said that everywhere there will be rich areas, and everywhere there will be slums. There are very developed cities in the original province, and there are backward towns and villages in other developed provinces and cities. When Amur had finished speaking, he asked me if I would like to come to his house as a guest. Baidu billions of hey, words, and brothers have been chaptered

I stared at Amur suspiciously for a moment, and it was strange that he had become so affectionate. I'm thinking. There will be any danger in that mansion. But after thinking about it, I decided to live in it, firstly because there was no place to stay, and secondly, to observe whether the relationship between Wuyun and Amur was true, since I had decided to help, then I would help to the end, and more importantly, as a big Gachali household, I think Amur would not dare to blatantly do it in his own home, not to mention that I still have a gun.

After a moment's thought, I agreed. Amur led the way, and we stepped on the grass to the outside of the big house. The ground here is no longer grassy. There was no electricity in Gachali, the house was lit with oil lamps, the house was very large, there were several rooms, and there was even a hall.

The hall is very large, and it can accommodate at least dozens of people to sit, which is a very large amount of money for a gacha. In the middle of the hall, there is also a piano. The piano is absolutely a rarity for remote villages, the original province has a strong ethnic flavor, and the musical instruments are generally strings and xun, and the piano will appear here, which seems out of place.

Amur didn't tell me much, only that it was late and there was no way to prepare food for me. He said that when it was dawn, he would entertain me well. The clouds were carried back to the room by the others, and Amur took me to a room, lit an oil lamp for me, and said that I could stay here first.

On the way out, Amur asked me what my name was. I thought about it for a moment and told him, "My name is Hanfang." ”

It seems that this house has not been inhabited for a long time, and there is a rather bad smell in the house. I tried to push the window open, but I found that it had been nailed up and couldn't be opened. It took a lot of effort before I took out the dagger from my backpack and removed the wooden planks nailed to the window.

The window was open, the night was a little cold, the wind blew in, and I could still see the starry sky on the vast grassland. My thoughts were very complicated, I thought that if I followed that road, I would be able to find the tombstone, but I had already entered Gacha, but I still didn't find it.

A voice in my heart told me that even if I didn't have any thoughts or feelings for my mother, I had to make sure that she was dead or alive, because that was my father's wish. In the dark night, I could faintly see the outline of the mountain, the grassland was very open, and the mountain seemed to be close to me, but I knew it. If you really want to walk, I'm afraid it will take a long, long walk to get there.

I stood by the window for a long time, waiting for the smell of the room to clear away, and then I lay down on the bed. After walking all day, I was exhausted. It's just that. But I didn't dare to sleep to death. In a daze, I opened my eyes again, because I heard some movement, it was not the sound of human footsteps, but the sound of music.

I listened with my ears sideways for a long time, and finally determined that it was indeed someone playing the piano, but the sound was very small. I immediately thought of the piano in the hall. I wasn't going to check it out, but when I woke up, I couldn't sleep, not that I couldn't sleep because of the sound of the piano, the sound was so small that it was almost negligible, but that my heart was very uneasy.

I rolled out of bed and pushed the door open, and there was no one outside, empty. I walked around the hallway, step by step, in the direction of the hall. The closer I got, the louder I heard. Soon, I walked outside the hall, the door of which was already closed.

Strangely, I heard the sound of the piano. Although it is louder than before, the volume is still very small. The piano is crisp, separated by a door, and it shouldn't be so small in the shade. I quickly realized that the walls and doors of this hall may be made of special materials, and the sound insulation effect is very good.

The room I live in is at the outermost, closest to the hall, and if I go a little further in, I'm afraid I won't be able to hear it. I listened to the small but melodious sound of music close to my ear. I didn't study music, but the music that came out of it made me feel cold.

The tone is very weird, to be precise, very weird and scary. It's beautiful, but it makes people's scalp tingle when they listen to it, and I even have the illusion that this music shouldn't be in this world at all, and that sound seems to come from hell.

My hands were on the door. I was hesitating to open the door. The music was still faintly ringing, and it was so quiet that I couldn't even tell a figure standing behind me! When I noticed the anomaly behind me, I jerked my head back and I saw a human face.

It's Amur!

He frowned and asked me how I was running around at night.

"Didn't you hear, someone was playing the piano in there." I asked.

Amur shook his head: "It's a big night, how can anyone play the piano." ”

I listened closer, and sure enough, the voice was gone. I felt weird and immediately pushed the door open. In the hall, it was pitch black, and there was indeed no movement inside. Amur entered the hall and lit an oil lamp, and by the light I looked around, and there was no one in the hall, and the piano was standing there.

Amur also looked at it for a while, then turned back to me and asked, "Brother Hanfang, are you too tired to hear it wrong?" ”

I don't believe I could have heard it wrong, because the delusion definitely doesn't last that long, and judging by Amur's reaction, he's saying that he didn't hear the voice at all. I looked around again, but when I didn't find anything, I followed Amur out of the hall.

Amur closed the door of the hall again.

I asked him why he hadn't slept so late, and he told me that he didn't usually sleep much at night, and he slept during the day. This is completely different from the normal person's work and rest time, it is the opposite. Amur told me that he had just gotten up to go to the toilet when he noticed someone walking around. So I came to take a look, but I didn't expect it to be me.

Amur told me not to wander around at night, saying that this place is not as good as the city, there are no lights, and if there is a bump anywhere. He couldn't afford it.

I nodded, and Amur sent me back to my room. His eyes were on the window that I had opened.

I explained, "I felt bored, so I pried the window open, don't be surprised." ”

Amur thought for a while before smiling and saying it didn't matter.

He was about to leave the room when I asked him, "Is it here?" Are there any cemeteries or tombstones? ”

Amur thought for a few seconds and shook his head: "Our little gacha, the popular one is sky burial, and there is no cemetery. ”

The so-called celestial burial is a funeral ritual in some places where primitive customs are preserved, and according to legend, people will take the body to a designated place and let the eagle or other birds flying in the sky peck at it.

Amur said, as if he suddenly remembered something: "Brother Hanfang, but when you say that, I really remember that there seems to be a tombstone on the other side of the grassland." "Murder taboo" is free to read for the first time.