"Officer, can you tell me the name of the deceased?"

"Agoura!"

I listened to this, gave a soft oh, and hung up. ・First and Last

"Big brother, whose phone is it?"

Want Want opened his eyes and asked. He is in the same room as me, and there is a little Taoist priest in the same room.

There were originally two beds, but the little Taoist priest couldn't stand the earth-shattering snoring sound of the beard, so he squeezed into the same bed with Wangwang.

"It was from the police station, didn't we find a white skeleton yesterday? I sent it to Apple, and now they inform me that the identity of the deceased has been confirmed, it is a shaman, named Agoura!"

Wangwang was stunned when he heard this, and then said in surprise: "Agoura, big brother, do you know what the name of the shaman we are looking for? ”

When I heard this, I frowned, wouldn't I be so unlucky? I just encountered this kind of thing? Didn't I run away in vain?

Want Want thought for a while, and then said, "Big brother, not necessarily. After all, there are a lot of people with the same name in Inner Mongolia, maybe it's just a coincidence. ”

I listened and nodded. A phone call made me sleepy and simply got up. After a brief breakfast, we left the room.

Want Want drove and continued to lead the way in front, and I drove behind him. Leaving the town, the blizzard had stopped at this point.

We drove for half a day on the endless prairie and stopped in a small village called "Very Black".

In this village, we saw a rare yurt, which is a bit of Inner Mongolia.

"Big brother, the clues I know are gone here. The rest is up to us. However, I believe that the shaman named Agoura is near this village, so why don't we ask the villagers. ”

I heard this, nodded, and walked into the village. The village is small and the population is pitiful.

There was no way, so we had to go door-to-door to consult. But here, I have overlooked one thing.

Not all of the Mongolian compatriots speak Chinese, they have their own national language. So after touching the secondary wall, my heart was half cold.

Fortunately, Zuo Xiaohan and their side have a harvest. The door was opened for them by a young man who spoke Chinese and Mongolian, which made communication very easy.

Zuo Xiaohan explained to the man the purpose of our trip, hoping to find the shaman named Agoura.

Not to mention, this young man really knows. In the end, we paid a thousand dollars to let him act as our guide.

This young man's name is Battle, a native Mongolian young man, about 1.9 meters tall, full of muscles, and looks like a Transformer.

Battle told us that the shaman named Agoura lived deep in the mountains, so we had to walk on our legs, and there was a danger of encountering wild beasts.

Naturally, I won't sue him, we are different, but I just said lightly, we have guys.

When this kid heard this, he immediately showed a surprised expression. Probably, he took this "guy" for a pistol.

At Battle's house, we had a brief lunch and set off. Although there is no blizzard, the temperature here is still terrifyingly low, catching up with the Great Khing'an Mountains in the northeast.

Battelle pointed to the mountain not far away and said, "Grandpa Agoura lives in it, let's speed up our pace, and we must make a loud noise when we go up the mountain." Otherwise, it will anger the mountain gods, and then we will all suffer. ”

I don't believe in the mountain god he said, but I know a little common sense. Avalanches are prone to occur on snowy mountains, so as long as you don't speak loudly or make any loud noises, you can avoid avalanches.

Batel wears a Mongolian robe, which is supposed to be made of animal skin, which can be regarded as a kind of national heritage, after all, the Mongolian people are nomadic people and have to deal with wild beasts all year round.

We were a group of nine people, walking on the snow, and from a high point we looked like a small group of moving ants.

At the foot of the mountain, Battle suddenly fell to his knees, then folded his hands and prayed sincerely.

After doing this, he got up and said, "Now we are going up the mountain, everyone follow me, don't fall into any hole." There might be a man-eating beast hidden in there, so it's all awake. ”

I knew he was a kind reminder, so I nodded without the slightest disgust. The mountain road here is as difficult as the Great Khing'an Mountains, and he walked in front of him and forced his legs to make a path.

He thought we would be like him, but when he saw that we were just stepping lightly on the snow, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Night slowly fell, and we finally came halfway up the mountain. Battle led us into a large tree hole, where he told us that he had hunted and had not had time to return home at night. I looked up at the hollow of the tree, and then at the towering tree.

The power of nature is really unimaginable. We followed him into the hollow of the tree, just inside.

I found that the tree hole was very warm, as if the air conditioner was turned on. As soon as we all sat down, I started talking to Battle.

"Battle, you said that this uncle is so big, will he become a tree god?"

Hearing this, Battle smiled and said, "Every grass and tree on the mountain is full of gods, and only when people fear them will they treat us well." ”

Not to mention, what he said makes sense. It's like we have to follow the laws of nature, and if you do the opposite, you'll only ask for your own suffering.

"You've been staying in the village all the time, why haven't you thought about going to the big city to work and live?"

Battle looked outside, and then replied, "We are the children of the mountains, and God has given us mountains, cattle and sheep, and patches of green grasslands. When I leave home, I don't feel at ease after all. Moreover, I feel that I am the guardian of this mountain, and I have to take care of it, and when I go to the big city, who will guard it?"

I don't agree with him, but everyone has something that everyone is looking for. As long as you feel happy, you feel happy, where is there right and wrong.

The two of us talked a lot, nothing more than about the mountain. Chatting and talking, we all fell asleep leaning against the trunk of the tree.

At midnight, it was a little cooler. I woke up unnaturally and watched Want Want and all of them were asleep.

I straightened my clothes and went back to sleep. But there was no sign of Battle in the hollow of the tree, and where would he go if he didn't sleep at night?

I walked out of the hollow of the tree and looked up to see the stars, and I looked around and found a footprint in front of me.

This must have been left by Battle, and out of curiosity, I slowly followed his footprints.

Passing through a thicket, I finally saw Battle. At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, his head stuck in the snow, and he didn't know what he was doing.

I was about to call him, but at that moment, I saw him jerk up. But...... But his head was gone!

Such a discovery made my heart tremble, and I almost screamed. Battle lost his head, straightened up, and began to make strange movements.

It was like dancing, but it was so ugly, and it was a little weird that a person without a head was dancing.

Battle tossed and turned for half an hour, then fell back to his knees in the snow and planted himself in the snow.

I held my breath and stared intently. Ten seconds later, I saw him erect and the head, which had disappeared a moment ago, reappeared on his neck.

He smirked to himself, then stood up. I didn't say anything, but chose to leave here quietly.

I wondered about such a discovery. If he can take his head off, can such a person still be called a human being? Isn't Battle a human being? Then why can't I see demonic energy or yin energy in him?

Don't...... Did he really become a servant of God?

I slowly turned around and was about to leave.

But at this moment, Battle seemed to hear a sound, and then said coldly, "Who is it? Who's there?"

As soon as I heard it, it was over, so he didn't find out. I just don't hide it, I come back to my senses and I'm about to step forward.

But there was one thing that rushed out before me. When I look at this thing, it looks like a deer, but it's not.

It dawned on me that this wasn't a roe deer? As soon as Battle saw that it was a roe deer, he immediately pounced on all fours. It is not surprising that he has brute strength in this physique, but it is strange that he opened his mouth and bit the roe deer's neck in one bite.

Then, something even more shocking happened. He is sucking blood, he is sucking the blood of roe deer.

The roe deer struggled in the snow, but how could it escape from Battle's confinement?

In less than ten minutes, the roe deer finally stopped moving. I didn't dare to look any further, so I quickly turned around and ran towards the hollow of the tree.

For the next hour, Battle never returned to the hollow. When the first rays of dawn entered the hollow of the tree, I suddenly smelled an alluring fragrance.

Everyone was awakened by the fragrance one after another, and one by one they walked out of the tree hole. Outside the tree hole, Battle is roasting roe deer meat. If I hadn't seen last night's scene, I would have praised this Battle for being thoughtful. But now looking at the fragrant roe deer meat, I feel a little sick to my stomach.

The bearded man looked at the roe deer meat and immediately leaned over with a smile, "Brother Battle, you are really interesting." Breakfast was prepared for us early in the morning. Thank you!"

Battle smiled slightly: "It's nothing, I don't think the biscuits you bring are as delicious as this roe deer meat, since I have come here, I will always do my best to be a landlord." Here, uncle, this is for you!"

The bearded man took a large piece of roe deer meat and bit it down without looking. The others also took the roe deer meat and ate it in large gulps.

I'm the only one, I really can't enjoy it.

"Brother Rain, aren't you going to have a piece?" Bartel asked me.

I shook my head and said, "I usually don't eat meat in the morning, and I don't have an upset stomach after eating. Eat! Oh, yes. Brother Battle, what kind of leather is your dress made of? It seems to be very warm. With that, I walked briskly over to his side and pulled down from my neckline.

I was amazed.

"He had a ...... around his neck There wasn't even a single wound, so how did his head fall off?"