Before, Xiao Hei Niu said that Buza would keep an eye on people who were alone and lost. Could it be that he was referring to ghosts beating the wall?
Expert Mou Xiangyi has a Western-style face and is as serious as he is. His signature move is to tie a scarf. Whenever he encounters a problem in thinking, he will tighten the red scarf around his neck.
"Actually, I have encountered Buza, but I'm sorry, I really don't know what they are..."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but be slightly surprised!
Mou Xiangyi explained: "It's like this. Compared with the outside world, the ideas of the herdsmen in this place are much backward. They don't know what science is, and they only believe in taboos passed down from generation to generation!"
"They think that getting sick, getting injured, getting lost, or even falling off a horse and breaking a leg while grazing are all bad things caused by Buza."
I had an idea: "Isn't this just bad luck? If it were our hometown, it would mean that we were plagued by bad luck."
Mou Xiangyi nodded: "Yes, we can understand Buza as 'bad luck'! But a monster that can be spread for so long must exist. Maybe the prototype should be a wolf or leopard on the snow mountain."
At this time, the gutted camel couldn't help it anymore, and he asked: "Hey, I'm an expert, since you said you met Buza, why did you say you didn't see it? Isn't this nonsense?"
The camel chewed yak dried meat and spoke in a slurred manner. When he choked, he would ask Mei Duo for a cup of tea. He was not acquainted with life at all, as if he was still walking as a monk.
Mou Xiangyi glanced at the little black cow licking the wrapping paper next to him and said, "It starts from when I was young... I was only in my early thirties at that time, and I went to Ganzi with my seniors to inspect the culture of King Gesar. I was once a guest at Wenjia Ranch.”
It turned out that the night when Mou Xiangyi and the others stayed here, they happened to encounter Mei Duo with difficulty in giving birth. No matter how hard Mei Duo tried, she couldn't give birth to the baby.
All he could do was drip with sweat and let out a long scream.
The local herdsmen all said that it was Buza who came.
Buza didn't want the child to be born because it felt threatened by the child!
Samba, the father of the little black cow, even asked Lama from Gonggar Temple to come down to pray for her and ensure the safety of the adults and children.
"I thought to myself, it was already difficult to give birth, but after such a delay, how could I still be alive?" Mou Xiangyi held a cup of butter milk tea, recalling the turbulent past of his youth, and said, "I happened to have studied Western medicine for a few years, and I could only I personally delivered the baby and finally saved the mother and child..."
"Later, a group of us took the dying mother and son out of the grassland and stayed in the hospital for a week before they were out of danger."
Mou Xiangyi looked at the little black cow tenderly, as if the little black cow was his child.
Lao Jiang and I looked at each other. Could it be that the child Mou Xiangyi saved by accident more than ten years ago was the little black cow?
The little black cow snorted at this time: "If you hadn't saved Mom, I wouldn't have been your guide."
Mei Duo touched the little black cow's head lovingly, telling her not to be rude to her benefactor.
No wonder Mei Duo and Samba agreed to Mou Xiangyi's request. It turned out that Mou Xiangyi was very kind to them. Moreover, the people here always repay their kindness. As long as it does not violate their beliefs, they will fulfill their benefactor's instructions even if they risk their lives.
I just think of how the little black cow looked when they first met, the little naughty little guy who asked a question for free, and the difference between the honest and honest Samba couple is really big...
I can't see that this fat girl has the slightest gratitude to us!
We rested overnight at Wenjia Ranch, and it wasn’t until almost noon the next day that we packed up and set off.
Day and night at Wenjia Ranch are two different feelings. At night, the place is brightly lit, and the warm yellow butter lamps are like fireflies, complementing the bright Milky Way.
But in the daytime, there is an endless blue sky above the head, with large white clouds like snow-white Hada. Not far away are rolling mountains and vast grasslands.
The white tents are like short pagodas, making people feel as if their hearts are being washed by a clear spring, full of holiness and purity.
As agreed, old man Danba paired each of us with a horse, and also prepared many necessary supplies for us, as well as goat milk powder and yak jerky to supplement our physical strength in the extremely cold weather.
The little black cow was riding on his own yak, munching highland barley cakes leisurely.
After what Mou Xiangyi said last night, we no longer wanted to be polite to Xiao Hei Niu. We felt that since Mou Xiangyi had saved her life, it was reasonable for us to ask some questions.
But despite the simple appearance of the little black cow, he is also lively and innocent towards us.
But as soon as we asked about any key clues, her eyes would roll and she would start asking for cards.
This time, the little black cow actually set his sights on Lao Jiang!
Lao Jiang Yiyi has a habit of smoking a Hardman before doing anything to enjoy himself, and he also calls it to refresh himself.
When he saw that Lao Jiang's lighter could emit blazing flames with just a 'click', the little black cow's eyes were almost glued to his eyes, and he was so excited that he asked us what kind of magic weapon it was.
Lao Jiang was a cunning old man, and he deliberately whetted the appetite of the little black cow, and took the opportunity to ask: "Is the painting your family enshrines King Gesar?"
"yes."
The little black cow nodded very sincerely, and then asked Lao Jiang: "Why do you breathe fire?"
Lao Jiang only told her: "This is called a lighter. The reason why there is fire is..."
Halfway through, Lao Jiang suddenly stopped the car and continued with the question: "Is King Gesar riding a white lion?"
When an old cunning guy meets a young cunning guy, it's a showdown between shameless and even more shameless.
The little black cow chuckled: "If you want to know more, you have to give me that lighter."
Lao Jiang threw the lighter in his hand, obviously reluctant to part with it. He asked the little black cow, wasn't he curious about why there was fire in it?
The little black cow shook his head: "I'm not interested in your scientific principles. Just give me your stuff and I'll tell you what you want to know."
Looking at Lao Jiang's troubled face, I looked at Mou Xiangyi, only to find that Mou Xiangyi had long been used to it, and even explained to us for the first time: "Do you know why she can speak Chinese?"
"I'm going there just to blackmail passers-by, right?"
I was surprised at first, and then screamed in surprise.
Mou Xiangyi did not fully acknowledge what I said. He just said in a roundabout way that this girl had a treasure chest with a lot of strange things in it.
Lao Jiang deliberately pretended to be embarrassed and gave the lighter to the little black cow. But I knew that Lao Jiang actually had a better and more beautiful lighter imported from the United States. Otherwise, if I beat him to death, he would not be able to eat by himself. Hand this guy over.
As soon as he got the lighter, the little black cow was so excited that he pressed it back and forth.
I asked her what she wanted this thing for?
