Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao came out of the shop, hung things on the horse's back, and walked west along the road. This is the only way to penetrate the grassland. If you follow this road, they will enter the area of ​​Xinbaerhu Right Banner and Xinbaerhu Left Banner in a week. It is the northeastern border of China. When you reach Xinbaerhu Right Banner, it is the junction between China, Russia and Mongolia. It will not take long to enter Outer Mongolia, and there will be a wider grassland there.

The Shenma couple headed westward. At this time, the two large gs and a Prado that were meeting at the gas station had already driven for about 30 kilometers. The speed limit in this area was so fast that no matter how good the car was, it had to be controlled.

The waiter drove the sunglasses stuck on the bridge of his nose, put one hand on the car window and the other hand on the steering wheel. The female companion next to him leaned back and knocked her feet on the center console.

"When Qiuli talks about you from now on, listen carefully and take your donkey temper. If it really makes him unhappy, then kick you out of the circle, it will be too late to cry."

Xiaoer curled his lips, hummed from his nose, and said, "You don't understand this, but you still don't know him very well. If Qiu Li doesn't scold me, then he will be not far from kicking me. It is precisely because he is willing to talk to me that I have a stubborn argument with him. He hates those who are obedient and like those with small tempers. Don't worry, I'll touch him accurately."

"Just be sure of it. I advise you to do it for you, right?" said the female companion pouting.

"Ba, bha" Xiaoer suddenly took his hand off the steering wheel, patted her legs and said, "You are so sensible, so you are allowed to pose to make your body and mind happy at night!"

"Get out..."

Three cars galloped on the road, and their goals were also the deepest part of the grassland. They all came from the driver to appreciate the grassland style. The waiter and this woman named Yajun were the first car, followed by Qiuli and some friends. They came in from Manzhouli and planned to cross the entire grassland.

The car drove another section, and suddenly a slope appeared below the highway. The scenery became beautiful at the same time. There was a blue lake on the left side of the road. If you look down from a high place, this lake is like a blue eye embedded in the grassland.

Next to the lake, there are a group of cattle and sheep eating grass leisurely. There are a few unknown birds and birds wandering on the lake. From time to time, there are flocks of birds flying by in the sky. Occasionally, an eagle will come with a flash of light. This picture looks like an oil painting in the hand of a painter, making people feel open at once.

"Waiter, don't leave. I drove the car for a whole morning. Let's take a break today and camp here." Qiu Li's voice came from the intercom.

"Oh, I'm just thinking about it," the waiter picked up the intercom and replied, and stepped on the brakes at the same time. As soon as the g63 speed slowed down, he turned on the steering wheel, and the wheels pressed against the roadbed and drove down.

After a while, the three cars drove to a place not far from the lake and stopped. The young people all jumped out happily, feeling like they wanted to embrace nature.

The man set up a camp, and the woman posed for photos and posted on Moments. Not long after everything was settled, they were all lying on the grass and chatting, or playing with their mobile phones.

At this time, not far from them, there was a strange car on the side of the lake shore, creaking and creaking.

The person driving was an old man in Mongolian costume, waving the whip in his hand, and something seemed to be placed in the car behind him.

This is a very ancient grassland transportation tool called Lele. The body of the car is small with a cow tied in front and the back, but the two wheels are very large, about half a meter higher than the body.

The lord car passed by these people. They looked at them curiously. After the car left, the old man who was driving the car kept waving the whip in his hand and tugging on the cow. The lord car was very fast, and the grass was uneven, and the things behind the car were obviously bumped a few times, shaking, and it seemed that it fell out of the car and rolled on the grass.

The old man seemed to have noticed it, and looked back, but the Lele car did not stop and went far away not long after.

The things falling on the ground looked quite clear. A rectangular object was wrapped in white cloth. Xiaoer and Qiu Li looked a little surprised. I wonder why the old man didn't pick it up even though he knew something fell in the car.

"What's the matter? Come and take a look?" the waiter asked with his head tilted.

Qiu Li frowned and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Don't look at it, there are many customs of ethnic minorities, we don't know much about it, don't look at it or ask it, let's play with us, and meddle in other people's business."

The waiter shrugged his shoulders, then hugged the female companion next to him and fell on the grass, chatting with laughter and talking in his ears.

Qiu Li, who was old and persistent, said it was indeed a custom of the Mongolian people. This is a very historical funeral habit called wild burial. In ancient times, ordinary people in their families died, they took off the old clothes of the deceased, put them on new clothes or wrapped them in white cloth, put the body in a lord cart, rushed to the cart, where the body fell, it was a good burial place, and then they no longer care about it. Whether it was gnawed by birds or eaten by grassland wolves, it didn't matter. Mongolians would think this was a way to surrender to the gods. This kind of wild burial is almost the same as the sky burial in Tibetan areas.

However, wild burials are not used now. After all, they have reached a civilized society. Only those who are very ancient and pure will use them.

After it got dark, Qiuli and his group began to raise bonfires to eat and drink, and the noise didn't last until after eight o'clock.

The waiter was playing a small song from the trunk of the big g, holding the female companion's hand, blinking his eyes and saying, "What, go to sleep there?"

Yajun covered her mouth and smiled "giggled": "Why?"

"The noise is too loud, and I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed. After all, the grassland is too empty," the waiter said with a wink.

"Thinking about it makes me feel like my heartbeat..."

"Hurry, I can't wait to jump"

The waiter took Yajun's hand and ran away. Qiu Li shook his head speechlessly and said to the person next to him: "I'm still young."

The two ran away, came to the lake, set up a tent, and after working for a while, the waiter was sweating all the wine he drank tonight was digested.

"I'll go pee, you can go inside and wait, the posture, body and mind, do you understand?"

"I'm so scared. It's too far from them here," Yajun said biting her lips.

"I can't hear it when I'm far away, hurry up." The waiter patted his face, then walked to the side with a relaxed opening.

"Crash..." A sound of water flowing sounded, and the waiter breathed happily. After finishing, he shook twice, lowered his head and tied his pants and saw a long strip under his feet.
Chapter completed!