Dural was frightened, and quickly snatched the coffin board that his father was pressing, saying nothing to let his father sleep. "Burn, then I'll burn it, fortunately I met the two! Our village owes the Ma family a favor. ”

"Brother Dural, don't worry, this coffin board is still useful for me. Ma Ya took it.

The white-haired yellow skin was very interested in this coffin board, the coffin board was cold to the hand, and Ma Ya put it on his lap, and even felt like a piece of solid ice shivering. The white-haired and yellow-skinned man jumped up to the top and jumped left and right happily, seemingly liking this cold feeling.

"Oops, you're so annoying, go down. The horse drove it down.

At this time, someone outside the house shouted, "Ezhen, two Mongols have come outside, saying they want to see you." ”

"Dural, go see them for me. Don't be too blunt. The old patriarch said.

Dural nodded slightly and said to Wushuang and Ma Ya, temporarily absent for a while, and then hurriedly walked out.

"Old patriarch, how come there are Mongols coming to you? Do they come often? begging you to do something?" Wushuang asked.

The old patriarch said that the Xing'an Mountains are very close to the Hulunbuir steppe in Inner Mongolia, and the Mongolian and Evenki people have been dating back thousands of years and were once of the same bloodline. So there are more people on both sides. However, they have been coming very diligently for a while, for the sake of the White Deer King of the Evenks.

"White Deer King, Mongolians don't believe in White Deer King, are they embarrassed for you?" Wushuang is so good at fighting, especially now that he has the Mosin Nagant gun in his hand, he is even more confident. In his eyes, the Mongolians are all rough men with big shoulders and round waists, and their temperament is more hearty than that of the Northeasterners. How could you be interested in the White Deer King?

"These Mongolians are very eccentric, they are all these years, and they still ride through the Xing'an Mountains. He also speaks Pastostonic language. But they didn't rob the White Deer King, and kept negotiating the price with me, saying that they would take the White Deer King to the Hulunbuir Grassland to participate in some ceremony, and they would return the White Deer King in a few months. ”

Wow...... Wow...... Sure enough, there was the crisp sound of a bell hanging from the horse's neck outside.

Wushuang didn't pay much attention to it at first, but as the two Mongolians outside led Ma Er to the courtyard of the old patriarch's house, the crisp sound of the same bell became clearer.

Wow......... Wow...... The bell tied around Ma Er's neck has a strong sense of rhythm, and when he shakes it when he walks, there is a sound of three long and two short.

Wushuang's eyes widened and she looked sideways at Ma Ya, Ma Ya obviously didn't hear clearly, or even if she heard this rhythm clearly, she didn't know the attention of the bell on Ma Er's neck.

"Ya'er, you can take a good look at the old patriarch again, prescribe him a few prescriptions to regulate his body, and I will accompany Dural to meet the Mongols." Wushuang turned and walked out of the room.

"Hey, brother, what are you messing with?"

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, you little two are the benefactors of our village, in the future, you will treat this as your own home, you can come when you want, and you can tell Dural what you want to eat. My guests are also your guests. "The old patriarch likes Wushuang and Ma Ya very much.

Ma Ya's little face was flushed, it was the first time someone said that they were a small couple, although this description was a bit earthy, but it had a special sense of intimacy and simplicity.

Dural let the two Mongolian guests to the West House, the Mongolian people like to drink milk tea, Dural brought the prepared milk tea and put it on the kang table, and the three strong men sat cross-legged on the kang and talked while drinking.

"Brother Dural, I really can't wait this time, I'm in a hurry! My father told me to take away your White Deer King this time, of course, I won't treat you badly, you see, you can open it at any price, we will borrow it for two months, such a good deal...... Look at ......" The Mongolian was really hearty, didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly smashed a suitcase of money on the table.

"Battle, it's not that we Evenks don't keep our promises, it's just ...... The White Deer King is a messenger sent by the gods to protect us Evenks...... My dad and I were also in a rut. "Dural didn't dare to directly say that the White Deer King was lost.

Wushuang wandered in the courtyard of the patriarch's house for a long time, standing in front of the stable and patting the two tall horses, this horse is really strong, and it looks like a good horse that travels thousands of miles a day. The horse had a large string of brass bells tied around its neck, and it made a rattling sound when it shook its head. The saddle on the back of the horse is a special saddle of these two Mongols, with two long coarse cloth bags with open fronts tied to the left and right sides. Wushuang glanced inside, carrying a crescent-shaped saber on one side and a single-barrel shotgun on the other.

He said in his heart, now that they are so open, even the Mongolian herdsmen have to bring firearms when they go out? Not to mention the weapons you bring, just look at the bell around the horse's neck, from which there is a crisp sound of three long and two short, I can know your identity. Bullshit Mongolian herdsmen!

Wushuang knocked on the door and pushed the door in uninvited.

"Dural, don't bother, do you? The patriarch asked me to accompany you to receive two distinguished guests. Wushuang accompanied the smiling face to hand the two Mongolians who were as strong as oxen cigarettes.

"This is ......," Battle looked at Wushuang with alarm.

"Oh, don't be surprised, this is the benefactor in our village, have you heard of Ma Sihai in Heilongtun? "Dural introduced.

Wushuang sat on the edge of the kang and deliberately unbuttoned the two buttons on his chest, revealing the old Kui talisman.

Battle stared at the boss with a pair of eyes, blinked several times, for fear that he couldn't see clearly, and got a little closer, and almost put two big bull's eyes on Wushuang's neck to look at it.

"This ...... This is...... You ????" he pointed at Wushuang in surprise, stammering excitedly unable to say a complete sentence.

Musou winked at him to signal that Battle was unbreakable.

"Ah, yes, I'm Han. Ma Sihai is my second grandfather. ”

"Oh, oh, please take a seat. Battle kicked his entourage off the kang, and he jumped down in a gloomy way, and he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he pushed Wushuang to the kang respectfully.

This is also a kind of Northeast culture, the northeast down all live on the kang, the position on the kang is also different, such as the kang head, the kang head is only separated from the stove by a wall The hottest place, so the guests and the host will sit in this position. The kang tip is cooler and farthest away from the stove, which is suitable for sleeping. There is also the edge of the kang, the edge of the kang is the outermost, and it is generally the position where the juniors sit.

"What are you two doing here? You're welcome, sit down?" Dural didn't understand why the attitude of these two wealthy Mongolians suddenly turned 360 degrees? Seeing Wushuang was as respectful as a mouse meeting a cat.