The furnishings of the old man's yurt are very simple! You can see the entire yurt at a glance! A clean couch may be the biggest decoration in this yurt. The rest of the bows and arrows and knives hanging on one side look a bit inconspicuous as if they were decorated with the couch!

So the old man smiled and asked Nighthawks to sit down! His two sons had already brought the low table for the five people to eat, and placed it in front of the five people with a smile! A little boy, who was only about ten years old, had his eyes like the flawless white clouds in the sky. He slowly walked into the yurt with a pot of smelly horse milk wine! He poured a glass of horse milk wine for Nighthawks!

The slightly fishy horse-milky wine swayed slightly in the bowl! The old man Sohuer, who was smiling, raised the wine bowl in front of him and said to the Nighthawks: "Come from afar, come, Sohuer toast a few guests with a glass of wine! May the sun on the grassland always shine on your journey and take you out of all difficulties and hardships!"

After saying that, Sohuer took the first drink, took the empty wine bowl, wiped a handful of white wine at the corner of his mouth, and laughed and waited for Nighthawk and the others to finish drinking!

Nighthawks looked at each other and had heard that the ancients were generous. They just met and they were so generous. But they all finished drinking, if they didn't drink it, they suddenly couldn't take their face! There was no way, so the few people could only hold their breath and drink the horse milk wine that could choke and dizzy!

The spicy and strong liquor poisoned, accompanied by a fishy smell that made Nighthawks unaccustomed to, and even a faint feeling of vomiting! But the old man and the child who poured the wine were all looking at them with a smile. The proud men resisted the strong discomfort and held the wine back into their stomachs!

So the old man suddenly raised his thumbs up and praised loudly: "Everyone said that you Han people are weak. Now, looking at a few of them, are they all heroes? Haha, a rare hero among the Han people!"

After listening to what I said suddenly, Nighthawk felt really uncomfortable. Is it okay for the ancients to distinguish between good and bad people? But listening to others' praise, the few people whose faces were already a little flushed were still very happy. Who doesn't like to listen to others' praise?

So Hur old man pulled the little boy about ten years old, held his little hand as milky as horse milk wine and said to the Nighthawks: "Dignified guest, this is my grandson. His name is Haiyou! We grazed all day long and rarely saw strangers! Today is such a coincidence. Perhaps it was the arrangement of Changshengtian, and we actually met several distinguished guests on the vast grassland! It's such an honor!"

So Hu Er said very politely, Ye Ying always felt that the other party was too humble. Perhaps he should take the etiquette of the ancients to the domestic etiquette school as a physical textbook, so that those in the service industry can truly know what it means to be inspired by the heart!

Nighthawk asked, "Master Sohuer, are you and your two sons graze? Are there no one else in the family?"

So Hu'er's face turned dark and he said humbly: "We are all poor shepherds, and our duty is to put down our master's sheep and cows! Of course, we have family members, but they are all in our master's camp and will not go to such a faraway place with us to graze!"

Nighthawk asked in surprise: "Are you not yours? Do you still have to grazing people?"

The old man Sohu nodded and said without comment: "We only have a few sheep! The rest are the master's things. We are all slaves of Master Bagel, and we are born to work for him! I have an oldest son who is an officer in Master Bagel's army! But this cannot change, we are slaves!"

Nighthawk was a little shocked! Slave! What era is this? In the depths of the vast ancient prairie, you can still hear these two words that can only be found in history books. Not only Nighthawk, but the other four people, including the black tank, were also shocked! They just stared at the old man Sohuer blankly, not knowing what to say!

"Bagel?" Nighthawk asked, "Is it the current president of M Gu? Why are there still slaves in democratic society? Isn't M Gu equal to everyone?"

The old man Sohu'er was a little confused. The little boy in his arms, Haiyu, opened his mouth wide in surprise, obviously not knowing what Nighthawk was saying!

After a while, the old man shook his head and said, "We are slaves. This is the rule of the grassland for thousands of years! I don't know what democracy is, but listen to this thing! It should be something that only nobles and people in the city can have. For slaves under our masters, if you give your master a good shepherd, you will get the best life!"

Nighthawks and others were speechless, but they didn't expect that a cheerful conversation eventually turned into a complaint meeting that seemed to be a deep grudge! But this was just their thoughts, because after the old man and his grandson finished talking about this, they felt as if they had forgotten what they had just said, and began to warmly greet everyone to drink!

Nighthawk thought helplessly that old herders like Old Man Sohuer must have been slaves to the nobles for generations! The grassland that is not developed cannot accept the enlightenment of advanced ideas at all! They have become a fixed pattern of thinking, that is, to be slaves for life. Not only do they do it, but their sons must do it, and grandsons must do it. Descendants must be slaves to their current masters for generations!

This made Nighthawk sigh at the miserable life experience of Old Man Sohuer, and Old Man Sohuer was even more confused about these things and always lived in his own happiness. This made Nighthawk even more sad about his life!

Sohuer asked his two sons to kill a sheep to entertain the Nighthawks! Because Nighthawks were the only stranger they saw in months! They felt very friendly when they left the camp and were nomadic. Whether they were relatives or friends or not, they were better than those indifferent names at this moment!

This made the Nighthawks who knew the identity of the old man Sohuer. This sheep might mean a very important property in the old man Sohuer's house. What they were eating might be the bride price for Xiao Hai to marry his wife in the future. But the enthusiastic Sohuer family couldn't tolerate them thinking too much. The fragrant mutton was served on the table and stuffed a small basin to each person!

The rich and mellow horse milk wine, the roasted lamb with a strong aroma! The authentic and authentic M ancient meal made the soldiers who were still hesitating abandon all the hesitation, and sucked their stomachs and ate wildly! The old man was so happy that he couldn't straighten his waist!

Perhaps they were just looking for comfort and warmth, and the arrival of Nighthawks and a few strangers gave them a hint of excitement and warmth, who had been wandering outside for a long time and lacked warmth!

When the horse milk wine was finished, Nighthawks and others lay down at the table and fell asleep! Sohul and his sons laughed at the Han people, muttering constantly: "These Han people still have no alcohol tolerance!"

Xiaohai ran from the next door to the ancient bag, where did two long blankets come from, covering the coldness of the grassland night for the night! The moon climbed into the sky, and the ancient bag that had been hilarious for a day gradually became quiet. Only the heavy snoring of the nighthawks sometimes reminded him of it, but it was peaceful!

In the middle of the night! Nighthawk felt dry mouth and thirsty! He couldn't help but lift the blanket covering his body! He wanted to get up and find saliva to drink!

Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the inside of the m ancient bag, and in just two steps it jumped out of the outside of the m ancient bag! Nighthawk was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat! Before he could think carefully about who the black shadow was just now. He could only hear a noisy outside the yurt! Countless sheep shouted wildly as if they were crazy, and they didn't know what was going on!

Nighthawk rushed out of the yurt without thinking! Just now standing on the grass, two loud gunshots broke the tranquility of the dark night, and even the air seemed to be torn apart, and a faint smell of blood was transmitted to every corner along the slightly blowing majesty!

Nighthawk was shocked and didn't know what was going on. He exerted force under his feet and ran towards the place where the gunshot was heard! Before he could run far, he saw the old man standing blankly outside the messy sheep pen, staring foolishly at the bloody sheep pen!

Sohuer's two sons stood aside with two old-fashioned earth guns! There was still a smell of gunpowder in the air. Obviously, they fired the two shots just now!

"What happened? Mr. Sohuer? Why did you shoot?" When he came to the side of the silently dazed Sohuer, Nighthawk asked in a low voice. Because in the moonlight, Nighthawk found that Sohuer's face was very ugly!

So suddenly saw that it was a nighthawk coming! He pointed to the sheep pen and said, "My son killed the messenger of the Heaven of Eternal Life! We are going to suffer a great disaster!"

Nighthawk looked along Sohu's fingers and was surprised to find out! Two two wolves, much larger than the dogs Sohu's, were lying in a pool of blood with grinning! And beside them, there were several sheep whose throats had been bitten and had been suffocated!

So Huer's son disagreed and said loudly: "These hungry wolves always come to take away a few sheep if they have nothing to do! Our losses are already huge. We are going back this time, why do you explain to Mr. Bagel!"

So Huh, the old man suddenly rushed to Dadar, who was bending his mouth like an erupting volcano, and swung his arm and slapped him hard!

Even in the middle of the night, Nighthawk could see five fingerprints slowly appearing from Dadal's face! And Dadal, who was staring at his father in a daze, was a trace of blood flowing down from the corner of his mouth!

So Huh the old man was extremely angry and pointed at the nose of his two sons and cursed: "You two bastards! Are sheep important or humans important? Is it a few sheep and explained it to Mr. Bagel's manager clearly. At worst, we can just compensate! But if we annoy the messenger sent by Changshengtian, can we still have the life to go back?"

The two strong men seemed to regret it, but they just looked at their father in a daze, but couldn't say a word!

The old man Sohu turned his head suddenly and said to the Nighthawk standing beside him: "You should leave quickly! My son angered Changshengtian, and punishment will soon come! You can run away quickly before the envoy of Changshengtian comes!"

So the old man looked extremely ugly, and he was waiting to die as if he accepted his fate! Nighthawk wanted to laugh, didn’t he just kill two wolves? As for this? He killed so many wolves in the past, and he didn’t see God asking him for revenge!

Nighthawk couldn't help but smile and said, "Master Sohuer, I see you! I'm thinking too much, just two wolf deaths! It's nothing!"

Suddenly, just after the Nighthawk's words were finished, as if to prove how absurd Nighthawk's words were! A loud sound of a wolf howling that broke through the sky sounded from afar! Then, it seemed as if it was about to respond to this sound! Countless wolf howlings sounded from all directions, and the sounds continued, one after another, as if thousands of wolf howlings were screaming at the same time!
Chapter completed!