"It's in the Dong family?in this life?" Wushuang suddenly felt that it didn't seem good to talk like this, so he quickly changed his words: "I didn't mean that, the Dong family will always be your home." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info I mean...... Now you don't have to guard grandpa, you don't have to guard the mountains. I want to send you to study abroad, I will let Uncle Mazi inquire, and when the time comes, Dr. Liumei will glorify his ancestors. ”

Regarding the trade-off between Ma Ya and Lan Caidie, Wushuang also thought about it for a long time, brother and sister love is different from love, Ma Ya knows how good he is, and he is grateful for gratitude, but love is not so simple as repaying debts, and it is unfair to Lan Caidie and Ma Ya. If she had to decide, she still wanted Lan Caidie to accompany her, but what about Ma Ya, the Ma family sacrificed everything to steal the door, and he had to repay her. Sending her to the United States can avoid it first, and secondly, it will also give her a better way out.

"Okay brother, you've been very good at lying since you were a child, others can't see it, but I can't see it? I'm not going to the United States, I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to be with you, and if you think I'm a burden, I'll stay at home and serve the old lady. Ma Ya tried to keep a smile on her face when she said this, but the tears kept rolling in her eyes, and she couldn't bear it.

"I ...... I...... No...... No...... It's definitely not what you think. ”

"Master, the phone, it's from Battle. At this time, Lao Chen shouted in the living room.

I'm really afraid of what's coming, Wushuang is actually a little hesitant to do this deal now, but if he says it, the water that will be spilled out will not be a child's play.

On the phone, Battle said that they had reached the Korqin steppe, and found the town he was talking about at the junction of China and Mongolia, and the fellow who sold blood red amber also found it, and the fellow himself took Battle to the woodland where he found the amber. The place is called Lake Eji, and there are many old trees growing around the lake. All the treasures unearthed were found near Lake Eji.

He led the people to search again, and found that there were many burial pits in the deepest part of the forest, and there were no less than a thousand dead people in the wilderness. And in the process, four of the Mabang brothers were lost, and they didn't see anyone alive or dead, and they didn't return for three days.

Wushuang said: "You wait, I will set off immediately, I will arrive tomorrow, don't go into that forest again." ”

Things were going in an unpredictable direction for him, and now it was too late to stop it, and before he could make any money, he lost four of his brothers.

"Ya'er, would you like to go with me?"

Ma Ya didn't say anything, just nodded, her mission to stay was to stay by Wushuang's side forever.

Wushuang asked Lan Caidie to watch Xi'er at home, and if her condition improved, send her back to Miaojiang immediately, this girl must not stay by her side. Lan Caidie is smart and has seen the changes that Wushuang has had on her in the past few days. But because Ma Ya had just died, his grandfather was depressed, so he had to remain silent. However, she told her that if she encountered any trouble, she must call her, and she must pay attention to her own safety.

In the morning, Wushuang set off with Ma Ya, the old people of the Dong family did not ask him where he was going, the young master now has hard wings, and the experience of several expeditions proves that he can make money without the escort of these old men.

The train carried two young people into the vast Horqin prairie in the evening, in front of them, the endless green, peaceful Horqin prairie cattle and sheep enjoy the delicious meal of freshly grown grass buds. If it weren't for the urgency, Wushuang would have liked to stay here for a few more days.

In the evening, the train arrived at the final destination, the city of Huolin Gol, from where it was 400 miles north to the town of Hubaolag on the border between China and Mongolia. But there are no roads, no trains, just endless savannahs.

Battle was thoughtful and left Wushuang with two fast horses, but no matter how he ran tonight, he would definitely not be able to reach it.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the two of them Hulaghun Di Ranch, and further on, the vast pasture was uninhabited, and the two were too tired, so they rented a yurt to live temporarily after giving the villagers some money.

Mongolian villagers are very hospitable, and when friends come, whether they are strangers or acquaintances, they will cordially bring hot mare's milk wine and cheese.

The owner is an elderly couple who have lived on the ranch for more than 60 years, and have been herding cattle here since their grandfather's generation, and after the liberation, the state contracted the pasture to them.

The villagers told them that everything is good here, but don't go out at night. The east side of the ranch is not blessed by the Immortal Heaven, and it is haunted at night. During the Cultural Revolution, many intellectuals came to work in the ranch, but they did not listen to his father's advice, saying that they wanted to defeat all cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, and that there were reactionaries hiding in the east of the ranch.

As a result, they went to Dongtou Mountain in the evening with guns borrowed from the militia and never returned.

"What's the place to go on the east side of the ranch?" Wushuang asked him.

"I heard my grandfather say that before the liberation, the little Japanese devils used to dig iron ore in that mountain, and arrested a lot of laborers, and then I don't know where those laborers went, and none of them came back, that mountain is called Buge Mountain. "In Mongolian, Buge means demon.

There are a lot of such wild jokes in the countryside, and Wushuang and Ma Ya didn't take it to heart. It was normal for these things to happen in that turbulent era, but in fact, it was very likely that the group of educated youths ran home by going to search the mountains. Who wants to run to work in a place where birds don't? At the end of the Cultural Revolution, there were no more black households in the city.

Wushuang has always trusted the Mongolian people, who are hardworking, down-to-earth, kind and simple. I lay down in the yurt and fell asleep.

At night, he had a dream, dreaming that he was standing in front of a stage, the stage was the style of the Republic of China, and a troupe was beating gongs and drums on the stage, he had not studied opera, and he couldn't hear what kind of scene was being played today. There were many people in the audience who came to see the excitement like him. This group of people is dressed very strangely, there are clothes of any era, some clothes are patched with patches, some are wearing military uniforms from the Republic of China, and some are wearing green military uniforms that were popular after liberation.

These people raised their heads and watched the performance of the troupe very attentively, no matter whether the singing was good or not, they did not applaud, applauded, or scolded. Just looking at it quietly, the atmosphere is particularly weird.

On the stage, after singing a play, another one is played. Wushuang stood below and watched for a long time, and after watching the drama all night, the troupe turned around and sang again. just sang back and forth, they didn't feel a sore throat, and the spectators under the stage didn't feel tired or watched with relish.