Wushuang wanted to say something, but the sand wind was too strong, so she had to keep her mouth shut to prevent the sand from pouring into her mouth. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Wushuang understood what she was going to say, and it was estimated that she wanted to remind herself to be careful.

To be honest, he really didn't take such a corpse seriously.

He pushed Ma Ya away with his big hand, motioned Ma Ya to retreat one after another, and he stepped forward to check it himself.

Just as he took a step forward, he suddenly saw that the corpse ten meters away actually fell straight down. He hurried up to check.

He noticed that the old lady's eyes were still not closed, but her hands were down. He wanted to stretch out his hand, but he was afraid of any more accidents, so he pulled out the corpse lock, tied one of the old lady's ankles, and dragged the corpse back.

Fortunately, the journey went well, and the old lady's body was honest and restored to the state she should have.

About an hour later, the two returned to the Gobi Desert. Although the poplar forest is thin enough to withstand the sandstorm, people can barely speak.

"Brother, why didn't you listen to me when I didn't let you touch this corpse just now? Don't you think you're in too much control? Wu Enqi himself didn't dare to come, so why should we?" Ma Ya complained to him.

Ma Ya felt sorry for him, he had a wound on his back, and after an hour of busy work in the desert, the clothes on his back began to bleed again.

Wushuang looked left and right to make sure that there was no one else on the Gobi Desert, he stopped and pointed to the corpse that was being dragged by the corpse lock and said: "Silly girl, let me tell you, there is something on this corpse! Do you think that sand fox just chooses prey like this? It chooses prey with heavy yin qi, what is heavy yin? Is an old lady's meat so delicious? Come and see!"

She untied the locks on the corpse, tied the noose around the old lady's neck, and strangled her back, pointing to the old lady's body, and asked Ma Ya to search for it.

Ma Ya didn't know why, seeing that Wushuang had locked the neck of the corpse, she also had the courage to touch it, and after touching it, she realized that the old lady was carrying a piece of something in her clothes, which was quite hard and a little bit resting, but it was not thick, flat and flat, so Wu Enqi and the others did not find it today.

"Take it out!" Wushuang said to her.

Ma Ya reached into the corpse's robe and dragged it out, and pulled out a disc-shaped object, which was flat like a plate, but the texture was metal, and its circle was not a large circle, but an oval, and the disc was covered with patina, with many patterns engraved on the front and some strange words engraved on the back. However, the visibility of the yellow sand in the sky is not high, and they can't see clearly.

"Pick it up, go back and see what kind of treasure it is. Wushuang dragged the corpse back again. Walking to the edge of the pasture, he finally saw the anxious Uenqi.

Unqi waited anxiously with four or five herdsmen with torches in his hand, but in a hurry, seeing that the corpse of his elder was lost, he did not dare to lead people to pursue it in the desert of death, so he could only wait, hoping that the honored guest they had taken in could bring him a miracle.

A miracle came, and two figures appeared in the yellow sand, these two men were talented and beautiful, one was strong and the other was soft, and they dragged a rope in their hands, and the rope was tied to the body of their aunt.

"Immortal Bart!It was Immortal Heaven who gave us Bart by his side to save this desert that was swallowed by death!" Under his leadership, all the herdsmen knelt down and prayed sincerely.

Bat means warrior in Mongolian, and the full name is transliterated in Chinese as "Bartle", which is the origin of the name of Bartle of the steppe cheetah.

Wushuang was far away, thinking that Unn was shouting at Battle.

"Anda, Battle, is he here?"

"My distinguished guest, do you know the steppe cheetah?" Battle is very prestigious in Outer Mongolia and Inner Mongolia, and now the East Mongolia Horse Gang is the largest horse gang in this large area, and no one dares to offend black and white.

"Oh, I thought you knew Battle, he's my friend. "Wushuang didn't dare to say anything about his true relationship with Battle.

In fact, Battelle is already very useful in this grassland, what is Battle? What is a horse gang? Isn't it just a beard? Ordinary people are afraid when they hear Battle's name, not to mention that Wushuang is now Battle's top boss, so isn't he more bearded than a beard? People still dare to leave him in the ranch to borrow him, even if they continue to take him in, they will definitely not be treated like now.

"Guest, why didn't you say it earlier? Since you know the steppe cheetah, it is our most honorable status on the Gobi Desert. He knelt on the ground and said reverently.

"Okay, don't put me in the face, I just went to the desert and saw your old lady meet a half-fox and half-wolf monster, I shot the monster away, and the old lady is now dragged back by me. I don't think she's going to have any special circumstances now, so I'd have buried her sooner if I could, just in case. Wushuang instructed.

"Thank you, thank you, you are the warrior sent by the Immortal Heaven!, the real Battle!" Unqi was full of praise.

The reason why these herdsmen did not dare to chase into the desert of death was because they were afraid to touch the sand king at night, and the legendary sand king was the black sand fox. In the minds of the herdsmen, the sand fox has long become a demon that can never be expelled, this is their taboo, and no one dares to oppose the sand king.

Wushuang didn't want to talk nonsense with him, threw the corpse there, picked up the corpse lock, and followed Ma Ya back to his yurt.

Their yurts are basically the same size as the other herders, but their yurts have doors, while the other yurts use only a layer of card clothing. Wushuang locked the door, quickly turned on the light, and began to study the oval metal disc that he had taken out of the corpse's arms.

"Qing Getai, the guest's back injury has flared up again, and he is doing this to help us, go, get some Mongolian medicine and send it to him to stop the bleeding. After Wu Enqi had re-ordered the old lady's body to be carried back, he instructed one of his cousins.

His cousin's name was Qinggeltai, and Qinggeltai was the eldest of Unqi, but because of the high prestige of Unge among the tribe, they were never called brothers.

However, this Qing Getai is not an ordinary person, he is over 60 years old, and he has been living in Inner Mongolia before the Cultural Revolution. This person is well-informed, and he used to follow the old shopkeeper and heard the old shopkeeper talk about the story of Changsheng Mountain.

"Wu Enqi, I'm afraid that these two guests you have taken in are not ordinary people!" he said.

"Naturally, they are not ordinary people, they are the warriors sent by the Immortal Heaven to save the Gobi Desert!