Chapter 673

When ye leisurely sighed and watched the men on horseback go away.

A girl's exclamation came:

"Benefactor, come quickly. Uncle temulun will die."

Ye Youran was a little wandering, too empty.

Because those men on horseback are really handsome.

But at this moment, ye Youran suddenly shook.

Temulen? Is he temulen?

Ye Youran ran ran away at a very fast speed.

That is a little girl of sixteen or seventeen.

She was looking at the wounded man lying on the ground dying.

The man suddenly coughed up blood, which was very frightening.

But ye Youran didn't look at him.

But holding the little girl's hand.

The girl is young and beautiful.

His face is red and lovely.

But ye Youran doesn't appreciate the beauty of exotic customs.

Instead, he hurriedly asked:

"Temulun, you said his name was temulun?"

The girl didn't expect ye Youran to react so much.

She just suddenly found that uncle temulen on the ground woke up and coughed up blood.

This in itself frightened her.

Now ye Youran holds her hand so lightly.

She was too frightened to speak.

He tried to hide back and wanted to take his hand out of Ye Youran's hand.

But the more she hides, the tighter ye Youran grabs.

"Benefactor, I hurt."

The girl's knuckles turned white when ye Youran grabbed them.

Tears of fear poured out.

The women around were also startled by Ye Youran's behavior.

"Ah! I'm sorry."

Ye Youran quickly releases the girl's hand.

But ye Youran continued to ask:

"Little sister, tell me quickly. You just called him temulun. Is he the temulun with the nine word surname?"

Ye Youran came to Wula prairie to find temulun.

So I suddenly heard the name.

Ye Youran will be so impolite.

"I... I don't know."

The girl is still frightened by Ye Youran and doesn't dare to speak.

Grassland nomads are not good at words.

After all, they live an independent life.

There are few neighbors or friends around.

So most nomads don't like to talk.

"Don't be afraid, little sister. Just now my brother was too excited. My brother came to find a man named temulun this time. Is that him?"

Ye Youran realized that she really frightened the little girl.

Quickly slowed down and said.

"Benefactor, it's like this. His name is temulun, but we don't know his last name."

A woman in her forties stood up and said.

It turned out that they and this man named temulun just temporarily gathered together and spent the night together.

Grassland people are warm and like to help each other.

But the man named temulun didn't like talking.

He only said his name was temulun, not his last name.

The name temulun is very common in Inner Mongolia.

Many people call it that name.

It's not surprising to have the same name.

"That's right!"

Ye Youran was disappointed.

But there are also some expectations.

Although it is not certain that this special Mulun is the special Mulun ye Youran is looking for.

But at least it's an opportunity.

"Benefactor, you'd better look at him!"

The girl knew that ye Youran had a reason.

She's not too scared.

But temulun on the ground doesn't look good.

"It's all right. He hurt his liver. Coughing out the blood will get better faster."

Ye Youran is not nervous.

Ye Youran knows what happened to temulun's injury.

He hurt his internal organs, which is a serious injury.

If it's outside, there must be an operation.

But ye Youran left the medicine Qi in his body before, and it has worked.

Drain the excess blood so that there will be no blood accumulation in the body.

The slowest thing is to wake up tomorrow afternoon.

At that time, we can determine whether he is the special Mulun with a nine character surname.

And sure enough, it wasn't long before temulun stopped coughing up blood.

And the breath is much more balanced than before.

Those women had no strength, and ye Youran was naturally responsible for carrying temulun back to his own small yurt.

When ye Youran settled temulun.

Those clever women also simply cleaned up the scene.

Then they spread a long cloth on the ground in the light of the campfire.

I also took out good wine and meat from the yurt.

But the woman who chased the elder took out a long white hada:

"Benefactor, Bai Yiri! Please accept our hada."

Ye Youran has seen many scenes of Mongolian people offering hada to guests on TV.

For Mongolian people, offering hada is the highest respect.

Only when we receive the most noble guests will we offer hada.

Although ye Youran was the first hada to receive a gift from others.

But ye Youran still knows how to do it.

Ye leisurely smiled, slightly lowered her head and asked the woman to hang the white hada on Ye leisurely's neck.

After hanging hada, ye Youran knew.

His hada is longer than the hada he has seen on TV.

Ye Youran's height is not short.

Seven or eight meters tall, but after hanging hada.

Hada's two ends are still trapped on the ground.

The hada is at least nearly four meters long!

"Brother, the longer hada grows, the more we show our respect for you."

Before, the 16-year-old girl handed ye Youran a bowl of white goat milk wine and explained.

"So it is."

Ye Youran took the goat milk wine and smelled it.

To be honest, I haven't drunk goat milk wine. It feels strange.

But ye Youran took a symbolic SIP and said to the adult women:

"In fact, you don't have to ask me to collect those wolf skins, which should be able to make up for some of your losses. Now it's midnight, and I'm sleepy. I'll have a rest in the car first."

Ye Youran is certainly not sleepy.

Inner Mongolia people are hospitable.

And ye Youran is their lifesaver.

If ye Youran doesn't find an excuse to go back to the car.

Ye Youran is really afraid that they will change songs and dance with ye Youran here.

But obviously, all of them are in a bad mood now.

After all, I was scared to death by the wolves, and my cattle and sheep haven't been found yet.

It's not certain how much you can get back.

It's where they are in the mood to change songs and dance.

They just thank ye Youran and they have to treat ye Youran well.

And hear ye Youran want to rest.

Those women really didn't force ye Youran.

Then they left the children in the yurts. They took their sleeves and sharp knives and were ready to skin and cramp the prairie wolves.

Ye Youran returns to the car. Green Mao is still in his previous position.

Sitting in the car without saying a word.

He not only didn't help with the previous things.

And he didn't look at it all the time.

"You don't know. Go down and give me a hand."

Leaf leisurely white, green hair fly stiff one eye.

And green hair flying stiff is even more impolite.

Cold ground connection:

"If you needed my help with such a small matter, you would have died in my hands."