After the wine was down, Nangong Shaoyou suddenly felt a shock to his spirit, sat up, felt a burst of heat on his arms and feet, and had a feeling of tightness, knowing that it was the old woman or child in front of him who bandaged his wounds, and looked down to see that he had changed into Mongolian clothes, he hated the Mongolians in Xiangyang, and tore his right hand and tore his shirt. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old woman and the child were very happy to see him sit up, but they were surprised to see that he had torn his clothes, and that his face was worried and astonished, and that the garment made of sheepskins on his body was so strong that he could tear it with one hand, and the strength of his arms was astonishing.

Nangong Shaoyou suddenly felt a pain in his right shoulder, and then remembered that his right shoulder was injured, looking at his face full of anger, the old lady said softly: "Child, you are okay." With that, he stretched out his thin palm to caress his cheek, Nangong Shaoyou turned his head sideways to dodge, and the old lady's palm fell on his shoulder and patted it gently twice to show comfort.

At this time, the child had already run out, brought a bowl of milk tea in, the look was very respectful, Nangong Shaoyou didn't know what it meant, and said: "Look at what you Tartars are thinking?", he didn't take the milk tea, the child's face was extremely disappointed, when entertaining guests in Mongolia, milk tea will be served first, and it is a great disrespect for them if the guests don't drink, if you drink enough, you have to take a spoon or chopsticks, and knock on the mouth of the pot, indicating that it is enough.

Nangong Shaoyou saw that his burden and the cold ice sword were placed beside him, and the hatred in his heart disappeared a lot, and he took out his robe from the burden and put it on, "Wine, I want to drink." ”

The child's depressed expression immediately turned to joy, ran out and took a big bag of wine in, the Mongolians are nomads, home everywhere, with the migration of the grassland, so the wine is packed with skins, easy to carry, the child put down a horn cup, ready to pour wine, Nangong Shaoyou took the skin bag, to the mouth, drank half a bag in one go, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

The look of admiration on the child's face was even more humble, "What are your intentions? What about my sister?" Nangong Shaoyou asked directly.

"That beautiful girl is your sister, she's in another tent, Moged is taking care of her, our intentions are to thank you, you killed the wolves for us, did you send the Buddha or the gods?" said the old woman.

She said very sincerely, without the slightest pretense, the child's eyes were clear, and his expression was childish, not like a liar, "We are the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and we are enemies with you, I want to see my sister." ”

"Are you from the Song Kingdom?" the old woman's expression was still as calm as the grassland, "Very good, you are guests, not enemies, and we don't love war." ”

"You saved us?" Nangong Shaoyou's face became calm, "May I ask who you are?"

"I am Tana, and Chief Muren is my husband. The old woman said, "He is Suhe." ”

Nangong Shaoyou couldn't believe that the humble and simple old woman in front of him turned out to be the wife of the tribal leader, he stood up and walked out of the tent, Su He ran out with him, only to see a green field in front of him, stretching dozens of tents, and hundreds of cattle and sheep grazing by the lake in the distance, which was somewhat similar to the mirage he saw.

"Su He, take me to my sister, by the way, what tribe are you here?"

"Abzhige, I'll take you. Su He said happily, "We are Yilut." ”

"Yilut, how can it be Yilut?" Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile, "You call me Nangong Shaoyou, I'm not Abzhige, you are little Abzhige." ”

Yirut, in Mongolian is redundant, that is, the scale of this tribe is very small, but Nangong Shaoyou seems that there are fifty or sixty yurts here, and there are three or four hundred people, which should not be small, and Abzhige means hero, he means, my life was saved by you, a child, how can I be called a hero.

Su He took it in front of her, came to a tent, opened the curtain, and saw Song Wan'er squatting inside, drinking hot soup, and a woman in her forties accompanied her, thinking that it was Mogde, "Huh, how can there be such a beautiful Mongolian girl?" Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile.

"Shaoyou!" Song Wan'er put down the bowl, pounced happily, and hugged him, this kind of hug between Mongolian men and women is extremely common, Mogde and Su He are also very happy, at this time Song Wan'er put on Mongolian clothes, red and blue are very good-looking.

"Shaoyou, she is very good, she gave me such beautiful clothes to wear, and gave me food, but I don't know what she said?" Song Wan'er said with a smile.

"Sister, why don't you change back to Hanfu?"

"I think Mongolian clothes look good. ”

"Abzhige, are you hungry?" Mogde smiled, "No, he's Nangong Shaoyou. Su He hurriedly said.

"Hungry, very hungry, she's Song Wan'er, are you Mogde?"

Mogde nodded and smiled, offered a cup of milk tea to Nangong Shaoyou, and then brought out the mutton, the Mongolians were very hospitable, and Su He ran out.

After a while, a sturdy young man came in, about eighteen or nineteen years old, looking at Nangong Shaoyou and Song Wan'er with a surprised expression, "It was the two of you who killed the wolves?"

"He is Agudam, the number one warrior of our tribe!" Su He introduced.

Nangong Shaoyou nodded and smiled at him, and said softly, "Yes!"

Agudamu suddenly stretched out two arms as thick as tree trunks, and grabbed Nangong Shaoyou's shoulders at once, Nangong Shaoyou, slightly dodged forward, and stretched out his left hand, his hands just grabbed his arms.

Nangong Shaoyou smiled slightly, Agudamu had good luck with both hands, his iron arms often fought with the cattle on the grassland, he grabbed the horns of the cow with his hands, and he could push the cow back a few steps, but the seemingly weak scholar in front of him didn't care at all.

He immediately exerted his strength, slowly using ten percent of his strength, this person was still smiling and drinking tea, and suddenly used his arm to give birth to an invisible force, bounced his hands away, and the tiger's mouth was faintly painful.

Agudamu was stunned for a while, and suddenly picked up Nangong Shaoyou and walked out of the tent, Nangong Shaoyou saw that he had no malicious intent, so he let him hold him, Song Wan'er also smiled and followed out, and more than thirty young people had gathered outside the tent.

Agudamu gently put Nangong Shaoyou on the ground, and then said loudly: "He is Nangong Shaoyou, he is ten times more powerful than me, no, it is a hundred times, Su He, you tell you about his deeds." ”

Nangong Shaoyou gently pulled Song Wan'er to his side, "Sister, they want to listen to our deeds of killing wolves." ”

"I don't speak Mongolian and I don't have much to say. Song Wan'er said with a smile.

"You don't need to tell you, it's that kid, can I teach you Mongolian? You are so beautifully dressed, you are a Mongolian princess when you speak Mongolian. ”

"I don't want to learn, I want you to translate for me. ”

I saw Su He walk to Nangong Shaoyou's side, more than 30 Mongolian young people sat down cross-legged, surrounded by a circle, Su He painted sound and color, dancing and talking, it was very accurate, as if he was in the scene, when it came to the wonderful, everyone cheered in unison, and when it came to the thrilling place, everyone was amazed together.

Although Song Wan'er couldn't understand it, she had already guessed eight or nine points from Su He's movements, "Shaoyou, how does he know about us?"

"Haha, it turned out that when we were killing wolves, we seemed to hear human voices, it was this child, hiding in a tree in the distance, not that he was afraid of death, but that he was taking two children younger than him, and then he saw that we were exhausted, so he ran back to find helpers, and after coming, we have left, they divided into eight teams of people, divided into eight directions to look for us, and finally this child found it, by the way, his name is Su He, Chinese means axe, the young man's name is Agudam, which means broad, and the woman who invites you to eat is called Mogde, which means flowers。 “

"It's hard to remember, anyway, I don't understand what they say, and they don't understand what I say, whatever you want to call it. Song Wan'er said with a smile.

"Hey, you're as naughty as Fei Fei. ”

"No, it was after I went down the mountain with you. ”

The two laughed, Su He had finished speaking, everyone was very surprised, although a little skeptical, but they all cast a look of admiration, the Mongolians are the most respectful heroes, and they don't lie, let alone swear, so although it comes from the mouth of a child, it sounds incredible, but they all believe it.

Agudammu brought over two cleanly slaughtered sheep, and the young men cheered and piled up firewood, and roasted the two sheep on them, and soon smelled the aroma of mutton, when several fast horses came running from afar, led by an old man of about sixty years of age, but with great vigor and might, and everyone stood up and shouted, "Great Khan of Muren." ”

It turned out that it was their chieftain Muren who had returned, and as soon as Muren dismounted, he shouted loudly: "Agudam, I heard that two heroes who killed wolves came, where are they?"

Agudamu hurriedly took Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou's hands and walked over, "Great Khan, it's them, one is Song Wan'er, the other is Nangong Shaoyou, they are all Song people. ”

When Mu Ren heard that they were Song people, he didn't feel a little displeased, and looked at the two of them carefully, "Okay, okay, drink!"

Nangong Shaoyou is most afraid of meaningless entertainment, when it comes to drinking, it is exactly what he wants, Mu Ren poured wine on the horn glass, "I salute the two wolf killers." ”

Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou drank it all, this is not mare's milk wine, it is very spicy, Song Wan'er's face was flushed, Nangong Shaoyou said: "Good wine!"

"Nangong Shaoyou, this wolf pack has eaten a lot of our livestock, I am traveling this time, I just want to unite other tribes to find a way to annihilate them, I didn't expect that I just left for a day, and someone from the tribe came to report that you have killed them, I immediately ran, carefully counted, a total of three hundred and forty-five wolves, you must be a messenger sent by the Buddha of the Great Day!"