"Tou An, tell me one more thing. It sounds great."
"Tou An, here comes another one, I still want to listen."
Seeing everyone, whether they are the cubs under his command, civilian husbands, students, or guides. They all coaxed themselves to continue speaking. An Sanxi smiled.
"These stories are just entertainment. When I say this, you should listen to it for fun. But you should listen carefully to the story I am going to tell you. Maybe you can truly understand the Mongolians if you understand the steppe wolves. "
An Sanxi took out the iron wine bottle from his arms. This was given to him by Yang Fan, a stainless steel European-style flat wine bottle. Can hold a pound of wine. I took a sip of lotus white. The strong liquor entered his throat, and it felt hot from his throat to his stomach. After a while, he took a long breath.
"By chance, I saved a noble man on the grassland."
An Sanxi continued: "He took me from that drunkard. I had a new master and became a servant beside him. I was responsible for delivering messages. It was also there that I learned to ride horses, archery, and slashing."
"Once I was sent to deliver a secret letter to the Chechen Khanate in Transkarkha. I met two gray wolves mating at the southern foot of Baiyin Ula Mountain. I was also young and annoying at the time. Seventeen or eighteen Age is the age when people hate dogs. Because I am very talented in archery, and I became very good at it after learning how to ride a horse. So I looked at two wolves a hundred and fifty steps away and shot an arrow."
"Boss, you must have hit it," Hu Dan asked.
"Hahaha, I did hit it. According to the master's standard, the distance is 225 meters. I used a tiger power bow with fifteen power (a tiger power bow with more than 12 power) and shot one of them with one arrow. died."
"Awesome, boss, so awesome."
"It's so far away that I can't even see it."
An Sanxi smiled bitterly and waved his hands and said, "You guys, stop making noises. This distance is purely a blind cat encountering a dead mouse. That is to say, there was no wind that day, otherwise we don't know where we would have strayed."
"But I never expected that I almost lost my life just because of this arrow." An Sanxi said with lingering fear.
He still remembers to this day that after he shot a wolf, that wolf happened to be riding on another wolf. After being hit by the arrow, it fell down silently, and then he heard the howl of the she-wolf.
He still remembered that voice clearly after all these years. That kind of heart-rending sound goes straight to the depths of people's hearts.
Intuition made me feel the danger, and I immediately ran away on horseback.
The wolf did not chase me at that time.
Then, the rest of the day was like a nightmare.
The she-wolf chased me for seven hundred miles.
They pursued him from Baiyinwula Mountain to the pastureland of Hongji Labe.
Every time he closed his eyes, the she-wolf would suddenly appear and pounce.
Its revenge comes with such violence.
Soon, while he was sleeping, the horse was bitten to death.
Without horses, we can only walk on the grassland on foot.
The soles of my boots fell off when I walked, and my feet were dripping with blood.
It never confronts you head-on. If you confront it head-on, you are sure to shoot it to death. It always waits patiently for An Sanxi to sleep, and then rushes out to sneak attack.
The tiger also takes a nap, and it just wants to use up Ansanxi's oil and light before launching the final blow.
There were no trees at all in many places on the grassland. An Sanxi could not climb a tree to sleep peacefully. He could not sleep. As long as he really fell asleep, he would not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Until one day, by a small river called Bologen, he saw a yurt and a simple sheepfold.
Here lives a Mongolian woman who lives alone. Her man died under the city walls of Datong last year.
An Sanxi ran over staggeringly.
Finally seeing the crowd, I rushed into the simple willow fence, feeling tired like a flood. He fell asleep.
Groups of Mongolian wolves and dogs rushed to bite him, but he didn't care anymore. He was too sleepy and fell asleep directly.
When he woke up, he found that he was in a yurt and covered with a sheepskin. Illuminated by bright tallow candles, a woman in a Mongolian robe looks at herself.
This woman is tall, plump and beautiful.
An Sanxi thought to himself, have I arrived at Hongji Labu? It is said that all the beauties on the grassland are from this Hongji Labu.
An Sanxi quickly got up and kowtowed to thank him for saving his life.
"Are you Han," the daughter asked.
"I am indeed a Han Chinese, and I am also a messenger from the Tumut Ministry. I was ordered to deliver a message to the Chechen Khan."
"What did you do? Why is that she-wolf chasing you desperately?" the woman asked with a frown. At this time, there was another shrill wolf howl coming from outside the yurt.
An Sanxi didn't dare to hide anything and quickly told what he had done.
The woman nodded and said: "On the grassland, if you encounter a pair of wolves, do not provoke them. If you must shoot them, then shoot the female one as well."
"Why?" An Sanxi asked puzzledly.
"If you shoot the female wolf to death, the male wolf will be scared to death, climb over several mountain peaks overnight, run far away, and find another new love."
An Sanxi was stunned.
In the words of the master, this male wolf is too scumbag.
"What if it was a male wolf that was shot to death?" An Sanxi couldn't help but ask.
"Two wolves on the grassland travel all over the world. They are all capable. Only the weak need the protection of the wolf pack. The female wolf values friendship, knows love and hate, and only loves one male wolf in her life. If you kill her lover, he will I will pursue you relentlessly, and this pursuit will not stop until you two have an end."
An Sanxi was tortured almost crazy along the way. He was not afraid of a fierce fight with real swords and guns. Unfortunately, the she-wolf just hung him up, harassed him, tortured him, made him unable to sleep, weakened his physical strength, and made him Nervous breakdown. This feeling of being unable to catch or hit, and suddenly attacking you as soon as you want to rest, is too painful.
"I offended it by taking you in. Did you hear the wolf howling outside? It's telling me that it will come tonight and kill all my sheep."
An Sanxi hurriedly got up and met by chance. She had saved her and even let her sleep for a day and a night. There was no way she could repay the kindness and she must not cause any more trouble to this sister-in-law. She could see that she was having a hard time. These dozen sheep are her lifeblood.
A woman without her husband would have to go through so much suffering on this grassland. Just when An Sanxi was about to leave, the world began to spin and he fainted again. When he woke up again, it was already the next morning.
He saw the sister-in-law kneeling in front of the statue, holding rosary beads in her hand and chanting sutras in a low voice. The plateau-red cheeks were filled with pious brilliance.
An Sanxi got up gently, knelt down behind her, and kowtowed three times to the statue. Thanks to the gods for protecting me and not being buried in a wolf's kiss.
After the sister-in-law finished reciting the sutra, she turned around, wiped her tears and said, "It's fine now. You can rest assured."
It turned out that last night, the sister-in-law held the dagger and waited for the she-wolf in the sheepfold, and finally killed her in the sheepfold.
There must be a little life in the belly of the she-wolf. The sister-in-law is also a woman. She felt that she had committed an evil act and prayed before the gods early in the morning, hoping to get forgiveness from the gods.
An Sanxi thought for a night about how to repay this sister-in-law. After leaving Hongji Labu, he might never come here again. It is not easy for two people to meet on the grassland. After all, the world here is so vast.
This sister-in-law lives here alone. Now she is young and can handle it. When she is old, An Sanxi can hardly imagine it. After thinking about it, An Sanxi can hardly imagine it. He carefully asked in a way acceptable to Mongolians: "Do you want a child?"
The sister-in-law's cheeks turned red. She looked at An Sanxi and nodded gently.
Many years later, a caravan from the Chechen Khan came to the Tumut tribe. On behalf of his master, An Sanxi received them. After having a good drink, he asked them about the sister-in-law by the Bolegen River.
"You are talking about Qimuge Tana. Alas, she was a miserable woman. Her husband died in Datong. She was left to suffer alone, but now she is doing well and she is alive. She gave birth to a pair of twin boys, who are three years old this year. Hey, they look just like calves. When her children grow up, she will be happy."
On the grassland, everything is empty, only strong men are everything.
An Sanxi laughed silently when he heard about Qimuge's current situation.
