"Brother Gale was injured by the horns of the sheep, the wound is too long and too deep, I think I should get a few stitches!"

Masami looked at the wound, picked up the wine skin bag used by the black horse when herding sheep, and took a big sip of wine in her mouth, "Poof! "The ground is sprayed on the wound!

"Whew!" Jing Changfeng's whole body tightened, and he immediately roared, and the tears in his eyes came down!

"It might hurt a little, you bear with it!" As he spoke, Masami reached out and took the towel handed by the black horse, stuffed it into Jing Changfeng's mouth, and then began to thread the needle and thread, spraying the needle and thread with wine, pinching Jing Changfeng's skin with one hand and piercing the needle with the other......

"Uh......h Woo...... Woo......" Jing Changfeng let out a slurred cry from his mouth, and tears welled up in his eyes in waves, but Masami was not affected in the slightest, but continued to sew.

"Alright, stop shouting! You Han people, you are so unproductive! Does it hurt that much? Masami said, biting off the thread, then patting the wound again, and then said, "Okay! ”

Jing Changfeng followed her beat, and instantly "wooed" again!

At this time, large beads of sweat had already appeared on Jing Changfeng's head. He took out the cloth in his mouth and said to Masami, "Thank you, Sister Masami!" ”

Yami listened and glanced at Jing Changfeng: "Alas, what are you talking about?" A sheep can bully you! It's still a big hero...... Take care of it! It will be fine in ten days and half a month! I'm leaving! With that, Masami was leaving.

"Sister Masami!" Jing Changfeng hurriedly stopped, "Please take a seat!" I have something more to ask you! ”

"Well, you name it!" Masami sat on the Maza beside Kyochokaze.

"Today's blood mist...... Have there ever been on the steppe before? ”

"I think I had one time, but I'm sleeping, I don't know. According to Wei Ligo, when the blood mist came up, the sheep began to fight with each other like crazy, but soon, a strong wind blew, and the sheep gradually returned to normal, except that some of the horns were broken and their heads were broken......"

"Really? That...... What did the chief say? Jing Changfeng asked.

"Chief Rhodo said that it may be because the people of the wild wolf tribe have offended the steppe god! But because there are no big losses, everyone doesn't care. I didn't expect such a blood mist to appear again today......"

"Then we'll have to figure out a way! Do you want these sheep to fight like this? ”

At this moment, someone outside the yurt ran over and said, "The wind is coming!" Our sheep are saved! Our sheep are saved! ”

"Really?" Masami stood up, "Half-pull your ears, you stay in the yurt, sister go out to have a look, and then come back to tell you!" With that, he ran out.

Jing Changfeng also wanted to go out, so he slowly sat up, endured the pain, and slowly walked outside the yurt.

The blood mist in front of me was blown by the strong wind, and it was gradually swept into the distance like a red carpet, and the sheepfold was a mess!

In Jing Changfeng's eyes, such a scene is no different from the corpses he saw on the battlefield! The difference is that it was a human corpse at that time, and it was a sheep corpse at this time!

Jing Changfeng listened quietly, as if in this wind, there seemed to be a woman's cry!

He couldn't help but look in the direction of the cry, and it turned out to be an old woman, kneeling in front of her sheepfold, holding on to the fence, and crying loudly at the bloody flock of sheep!

Jing Changfeng thought to himself, for these herdsmen living on the grassland, the sheep flock is the source of their livelihood, but now, ......

What Yami said about the "grassland god", of course Jing Changfeng didn't believe it. But such a special situation is indeed very strange!

If only I could meet Genzan Daoist now! When he was in the capital, Jing Changfeng often heard his father talk about how his master was, so in Jing Changfeng's young heart, he felt that the Xuanshan Taoist seemed to be a god-like existence.

But...... Where can I find the head of the Xuanshan Road? By the way, Lord Chu Zhenchu! Ask him! He often traveled back and forth between the Central Plains and the many khanates in the Northern Regions, and he may have met his grandfather!

When Jing Changfeng thought of this, he slowly moved his steps and walked towards the sheepfold.

The blood mist has dissipated, but the sheepfold is full of blood! These sheep were originally docile grass-eating animals, but once they were shrouded in blood mist, they opened the floodgates of crazy killing, which is incredible!

At this moment, the black horse was carrying the carcass of sheep one by one with a few young men. Chu Zhen and Luo Duo stood on the edge of the sheepfold, as if discussing something.

"Lord Rodo, Lord Chu Zhen is good!" Jing Changfeng stepped forward.

"Half-pulled ears, why are you here?"

"Lord Chu Zhen, I have something I want to ask you!"

"What's the matter? Go ahead! Chu Zhen said.

"I want to ask you about someone, that person's original name was Ma Biao, he was a Taoist priest, known as Xuanshan Daoist, he was originally from the Central Plains, and he has been living in this northern region in recent years, I don't know if you have heard of it?" Jing Changfeng asked.

"What? Gensan Road Chief? Do you know him? Chu Zhen asked.

"I don't know, but my father does. Genshan Daoist is my father's master, and I should call him 'Grandpa' by generation—have you seen him? ”

"It's not just that I've seen him, he and I are best friends in life and death! But he's not in the Khanate of Oz right now...... Is there something you are looking for him at this time? ”

"I heard my father say that the Xuanshan Daoist has traveled all over the world, is knowledgeable, and has seen a lot, maybe he knows what this 'blood mist' is all about!"

"That's right! You reminded me! Maybe he really has a way! - Half-pulled ears, no! What's your real name? ”

"My surname is Jing, and my name is Changfeng." Although Jing Changfeng's voice was not loud, he felt that it was already deafening, because he could finally call back his real name!

"Kyo Chofu! Good name! - Lord Rodo, I have an idea, I don't know ......," Chu Zhen said to Chief Rodo.

"What thoughts?"

"I want to go to the Great Desert Khanate with Jing Changfeng to find the Xuanshan Daoist, maybe he knows how to solve the mystery of this 'blood mist', so that our people will not suffer such a catastrophe again!"

"Xuanshan Dao Chief? All right? What does the 'Taoist Chief' do, and is he very capable? Chief Rhodo seemed skeptical.

"The 'Taoist Chief' is ...... It is the wizard of our Central Plains people! Sorcerer! Good at subduing demons and destroying demons and protecting the people! Chu Zhen explained.

"The wizard of the Central Plains...... That's good! But I think it's better to leave it half-pulled, after all, I've just been injured......" Chief Rodo said.

"Chief Rhodo, I'm fine, I can go!" Jing Changfeng hurriedly made a statement.

"Changfeng, you have just been injured, and this is a long way to go, and I am worried that you will not be able to bear it. Don't worry, I'm sure that as long as I see him and mention you to him, I guess he will come gladly! ”

"But ......"