"He's 'milk' and 'milk', don't think about it, it must be a soup scar, I used to hear the notoriety of this kid when I was in Chahar, he looks like a man, but he specializes in stealing 'chickens' and 'touching' dogs. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ . Yun Qiang scolded.

"If you can't come up with evidence, don't talk nonsense, there is an old man in Rehe, I believe that neither Li Dahai nor Tang Scar will dare to scream."

Hu Xiaoci's eyes kept staring at the vast white snow, as if he noticed something unusual.

After watching it for a long time, he said cutely: "Cheng Feng, cow!! Cattle! I want to eat cows! ”

"Oh, where did the cow come from where this bird doesn't poop? Didn't you just finish eating in the middle of the night? Why are you hungry again? ”

"There are really cows, a lot of them, and they're going this way, you see!! Go get me a head. Hu Xiaoci slapped excitedly.

Everyone followed her line of sight and saw that on the vast white Gobi Desert, there were really several behemoths approaching.

Ma Chengfeng opened his ghost pupils and took a look, it turned out to be a wild yak.

"Wow...... What a big cow ......."

"Little raccoon, you can't eat such a big yak! Yaks are protected animals! Chang Xiaoman hurriedly grabbed her, otherwise this teasing 'force' would really dare to rush forward.

The snowstorm outside was extremely large, and everyone had only been out for a few minutes, and the top of their heads, their eyebrows, and their eyebrows were all white 'flowers' and 'flowers'. In the snow and mist, several sturdy wild yaks went up against the wind and walked towards the Tianshan Mountains dozens of miles away.

"Cheng Feng, take a closer look, is there something wrong with the yak that hit the head? Could it be that yaks also have humps? He squinted at the blizzard and watched carefully. The snow 'flowers' all over the ground shone with a sparkling light, and indeed, one of the yaks seemed to have something on it.

Ma Chengfeng opened his ghost pupils and took a closer look, and saw that the sturdy yak was carrying a person, as if it was still an old lady, the old lady was wearing a set of 'flower' jackets with national characteristics, with a black 'color' scarf on her head, and a long cigarette bag and pot in her hand.

"Evil...... This...... What's going on? Ma Chengfeng looked at them, and no one, including Xiao Xinjiang, could say why.

"Mother-in-law wait for me, let your cow give me a ride." Hu Xiaoci left Xiao Man and ran in the snow to chase after him.

"Raccoon! Can't chase! This old lady is weird! Ma Chengfeng shouted, but Hu Xiaoci ran forward like a demon.

The snowstorm has been falling for half a night, except for the camp, which is relatively small, running into the Great Gobi Desert, you can step on it below knee-deep. Moreover, it is the early 'spring' season, the snow is sticky, and it is especially difficult for people's feet to sink out.

After Hu Xiaoci ran out, everyone hurriedly chased her, but in this bad weather, even Ma Chengfeng's thousands of miles and nights couldn't run, and Hu Xiaoci slowly disappeared into the snow and fog without a trace.

Everyone took guns and searched for them in the snow one foot at a time, but fortunately, the little fox left a series of footprints in the snow.

Half an hour later, I finally saw a vague figure in front of a stone platform in the middle of the Gobi Desert, but the snow fog was too heavy, and it was far away, and I didn't know if it was Hu Xiaoci.

"Hu Xiaoci, what kind of fame are you doing? If you run away blindly, we won't care about you! Ma Chengfeng shouted at the figure.

"Dead...... How did you die? Hu Xiaoxi muttered as he lay on his stomach in the snow.

Hearing her speak, everyone was relieved, and quickly ran up to help her up.

The stone platform was two meters above the ground, and it was supported by many stones, and the stone platform was covered with snow, and there seemed to be something under the snow.

A gust of wind blew a layer of snow on the surface of the stone platform, and the corners of the gray and 'colored' clothes were 'exposed' under the snow, and the silhouette might be a skirt.

"Brother Yun, go see what's going on?"

Yun Qiang ran up to the stone platform with a shotgun in a few steps, brushed away the layer of snow on the surface, and there was a corpse under the snow, which had rotted into white bones. It should be a 'female' corpse, because the 'female' corpse was wearing a gray 'colored' worship dress, but this corpse was a little special, there was no head, and the incision on the neck was very neat, as if it had been killed with a sharp weapon.

"Cheng Feng, it's a dead corpse." Yun Qiang turned around and said.

"Dead bodies?" A corpse lured Hu Xiaoci here?

Yun Qiang said that this is also normal, in the 'Mongolian', Xin, Tibetan and other areas, herdsmen have the habit of burial in the sky, after death, relatives will carry the body to the burial platform, let the eagles and vultures in the sky gnaw and eat, the cleaner the body is gnawed, the more auspicious, although it is a little cruel, but it is the custom left by the ancestors.

Na Xiu was very interested in these traditional customs and asked him why he was like this?

Yun Qiang replied that this custom comes from the allusion of the Buddha cutting 'meat' to feed the eagle.

"Cheng Feng, that's not right, look at this 'woman', it doesn't matter if it's a young woman or an old 'woman', she is wearing a **** worship group, her beliefs are different from other nationalities, she will definitely not be a person who worships Buddha, this corpse is strange!" Na Xiu often walked around the rivers and lakes, and his mind was very thoughtful, so he stepped forward and leaned down to observe carefully.

"The incision was made by a sharp blade, not a natural death." Then he said again.

There are still many white bones scattered on the stone platform, but these bones are obviously not human, but yak's.

The dead corpse was holding a pamphlet in his right hand, Ma Chengfeng leaned over and picked it up, flipping through the pages one by one, and the words written on it were like tadpole texts in the Book of Heaven, all of which were palindromes, which recorded a part of the Quran.

The last page of the booklet is hand-signed, also palindrome, and when Xiao Xinjiang saw the name, his eyes immediately widened, and then he sat cross-legged in front of the corpse and chanted prayers for the corpse with their unique religious rituals.

"The prophet blessed the imam with an early ascension to bliss." He was very religious, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.

"Little Xinjiang, do you know this person?"

Xiao Xinjiang said that her name is Xia Yiguli, and she is the most amazing imam at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, and every year of disaster, she goes into the Tianshan Mountains to find the Holy Mother of the Tianshan Mountains to pray for the herdsmen. The imam was lost the year before last, and everyone looked for her for a long time but couldn't find her, but they didn't expect to die on the Gobi Desert.

"Oh, Cheng Feng, don't look at it, it's cold and snowy, let's go back to the fire, what's wrong with the cold again?" Yun Qiang was not very interested in this corpse.

Na Xiu said that this corpse died a little strangely, not to mention who killed her, why did she have to kill on this stone platform? And this imam is surrounded by four yaks, which are also dead, from the analysis of the situation we saw just now, these yaks should not be domestic livestock, even if they are domestic livestock, they can't resist before they are slaughtered, right?