Then, the people in front of them were neighing and the hunting dogs were jumping. A group of hunting people appeared in their sight. The men were full of energy. They only looked at the leopard and the third uncle, and shouted that the hunting dogs ran away.

The third uncle said to the leopard: "Follow them, the whereabouts of the master are on them."

Leopard asked: "Who are these?"

The third uncle said: "The prince on the grassland."

The prince's hunting team walked into a large yurt. The third uncle and the leopard stood outside the large yurt. Their figures were hidden in the bushes, and the bushes were on a hill. Here they could see the yurt.

When the hunting team walked into the large yurt, the third uncle and the leopard saw everyone they met on the road nodded and bowed to the prince. The hawk was parked on the prince's shoulders, and a few hunting dogs walked in front of the horse. The wind blew the hem of the prince's blue robe, which was very stylish. He didn't even look at those who asked him goodbye.

The place where that yurt is located is called Gerile. Gerile is Mongolian, and the Chinese meaning is light.

The next morning, a fortune teller came to Gerile. He closed his eyes, wearing a green robe, and was staggering. His left arm was placed on the shoulder of a guide in front of him, and his right hand was leaning on a crutch that had been through vicissitudes. The guide was bronze in his skin and covered in wind and frosty face. As soon as they arrived at Gerile, they attracted all the children of Gerile. The children chased behind them, chatting and laughing, and some children threw grass clips on their clothes. The fortune teller and the guide were walking down, as if they were unaware of everything around them.

After the fortune teller walked to a large open space in the center of Gerile, he sat on the ground and sang a long tune in Mongolian. The Mongolian long tune was desolate and melodious, low and twisted, and the lingering sound made the listener feel soft. The fortune teller sang:

Eagle in the sky, why do you fly so high? Because disaster is coming;

Horses on the ground, why do you run so fast? Because disaster is coming;

Stupid people, why haven't you left yet, because you are all sleeping;

The great immortal heaven, please slow down and bring these miserable people with you.

The song of the fortune teller was like crying and complaining, like resentment and admiration, like drizzle sprinkled in every corner of Gerile, like mosquitoes drilling into every yurt. People walked out of each yurt, gathered around the fortune teller, looking at this strangely dressed man.

The fortune teller was still sitting on the ground and singing on his own. He ignored everything in front of him. In fact, he kept his eyes closed and did not look at it. A man wearing a Mongolian robe and felt shoes walked up to the fortune teller and the guide and said to them: "The prince is welcome."

They walked into the largest yurt in Gerile, which was the prince's tent.

When the fortune teller heard someone introduce the prince, he said to himself: "The disaster is coming, the devil comes to the grassland, the sky is not peaceful, the day turns into darkness, the cattle and sheep fall to death, and the corpses are everywhere in the wilderness. Why not hide quickly?"

The prince suddenly heard the fortune teller's words. King Kong was confused and asked, "How do you say this?"

The fortune teller looked calm and said, "A group of devils came to the grassland and brought disaster to the grassland. In less than three days, my prophecy will come true. The prince has only two choices, either drive the devil out of the grassland or escape from the grassland by himself."

The prince and his followers looked at each other, skeptical. They looked at the fortune teller and saw that the fortune teller had a solemn look, not at all like a lie. They looked at the guide, and the guide pointed his mouth and waved his hand. It turned out that he was a mute.

The prince thought about it and then decided to let the two uninvited guests stay in a yurt for the time being to see if their statements were true.

The third uncle secretly told the leopard that the Tiangou would eat the sun in two days. The leopard was skeptical. He felt that the third uncle's move was too risky. If the Tiangou did not eat the sun, it would be difficult for the third uncle and he and he wanted to escape from here. Moreover, the terrain in the sand was complicated, and people and land were both alive. No matter what, they could not escape these people who rode horses on this land for the rest of their lives.

However, what the leopard did not expect was that the day after they arrived in Gerile, Tiangou ate the sun.

The sky was covered with clouds, and sand and stones flew on the grassland. It was just a bright sunshine. In a blink of an eye, the sun turned into a pancake. The pancake became lighter and lighter, and suddenly one piece was missing. Then, the gap became bigger and bigger, and the darkness enveloped the earth, the trees were trembling, and the dark clouds were rolling in the air. The howl of wild wolves came from afar. The flock of sheep grazing on the grassland fled in panic. People knelt on the ground and mourned to the sky.

The prince was frightened. He grabbed the sleeve of the third uncle, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He asked repeatedly: "What should I do? What should I do? All-powerful god, show my spirits quickly and drive away the demons."

The third uncle held a prayer flag in his hand and jumped up and down like an indefatigable spring. He muttered the words: "I am the messenger of the Heaven of Eternity. There are four great guardians on the left and eight great vajras on the right. Demons, go quickly, go quickly!"

The world was completely dark, the world was like ink, and there was a silence all over the place. Even the birds stopped their panic cry. Only the third uncle's voice echoed in Gerile: "I am the messenger of the Heaven of Eternity. There are four great guardians on the left and eight great Vajras on the right. Demons, go quickly, go quickly!"

After the third uncle shouted several times, a miracle happened. A red cow horn appeared in the sky, and the world was shrouded in a crimson; then, the cow horns became wider and the light increased, and the crowds, tents, cows, sheep, bushes... appeared like they were floating on the water. The sun finally came back.

Everyone knelt down at the third uncle, and they shouted: "Envoyant Heaven of Eternity, please protect the good luck of the grassland."

In this way, in Gerile, the third uncle became the god of psychics.

The third uncle said to the prince: "The devil has come to the grassland. They have turned into human form and walked together, dressed in rags and fled north. I want to capture them and take them to hell, and ask the prince to help me."

The prince called the hawk trainer and the dog trainer. The hawk trainer said something that people couldn't understand to the huge fly. The hawk flew into the sky and flew to the north like an arrow. The dog trainer ran to the north with a few ferocious Mongolian dogs. The third uncle, the leopard and the hawk trainer followed closely behind.

They're on the way.

The master and historians headed north, and in order to get rid of the pursuers, they consciously painted the marks left on the earth. However, when the eagle struck the sky, the whole world was under its claws. It did not rely on the marks on the ground, it relied on its extremely keen eyes.

No matter how far the master and the master went, they could not get out of the sight of the goshawk.

When the escort heard this, he said in surprise: "Oh, this is a wonderful and good way. With the prince's eagle and dog leading the way, it is easy to find the master. This third uncle is indeed smart and can think of any evil ways."

The black beggar who kept listening to the leopard's story asked, "Did you find the master in the end?"

The leopard said: "It was found soon. This sandy land is sparsely populated. Whenever the goshawks see a group of people traveling, they will fly back to report to the hawk trainer. The Mongolian dogs are familiar with the smell of everyone in Gerile, and the master and his master walk through this grassland, leaving behind a strange smell. As long as the Mongolian dogs smell this strange smell and follow the smell, they will find it. If there is no trained falcon and those hunting dogs, we may not be able to find the master for three or five years."

I asked anxiously: "Where is the master?"

Leopard said: "Deep in this sandy land, there is a red willow forest. In the red willow forest, there is a village with all the houses and furniture in the village, but there is no people. The master and historian chose this place as their place to stay."

The black beggar asked: "With house furniture, how come there is no people? Who built those house furniture?"

Leopard said: "Maybe this village was inhabited before, but later it was looted by bandits, or swept away by desert storms. In short, there was no one, but the house and furniture were still there."

I remembered the empty village I saw when I was rippling and wandering with the circus many years ago. Maybe a plague suddenly hit, and no living creatures in the village escaped. After they fell, they became food for wild wolves in the desert and hawks in the sky.

Leopard said: "When we met Master, we saw that Master had lost a lot of weight. He took his only people to dig trenches, create traps, and use the most primitive weapons and strategies to block Japanese ghosts. Japanese ghosts often touched his way."

Ah, when we rushed from Chifeng to Duolun, we saw many traps on the way, and it turned out that they were arranged by the master and the master. Unfortunately, I didn’t expect that this was the master’s master’s master’s work, and I missed them.
Chapter completed!