Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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Half of Naral’s swim has been frozen, and Zeyi stepped on the water and pulled her whole person to the shore.

"You are crazy, how dare you go to the Silver Lake, it will freeze people!"

Ze Yitong did not care about the pants that were invaded by the lake, watching Anar's mouth frozen in Wuqing, and the tears almost flowed out again.

At this time, there was not much effort to explain. Anar was holding a black backpack tightly and said: "Fire... Grill... Bake."

Zeyi nodded and placed her in the pasture. She knows how low the temperature of the Silver Lake is. Don't say that Arnal is now stiff and can't even get on the horse's back. Even if he can get on the horse, then riding the wind and going back, I am afraid to fall down the root of the disease, Anar's When I look at it, it is not as good as the daughters of her herdsmen. Can't afford to freeze?

It is easy and easy to make fire on the grassland. It is difficult and difficult to say. It depends mainly on whether you can find dried cow dung as soon as possible. Today looks like Anar's Good Friday, but it is the lucky day of Ze Yitong. When she walked a few tens of meters away, she found a small dry cow dung. She broke and laughed and dried cow dung. In his arms, he walked a few steps and found a few big branches at the lake. There are no trees on the grasslands, and these dead branches must have been washed down from the mountains with the snow.

She feels very fortunate that the dry cow dung is best fired, burning without odor, and with a fragrance, is the most important fuel for grassland herders. Zeyi was carrying the wind, scribbling a match, carefully igniting the cow dung, and then set up the shelf with a little bit of the litter on top to facilitate burning. These woods are covered with water vapor on the lakeside, not very dry, but fortunately they can ignite.

When the fire is getting bigger, the warm flame is roasting, and the lips of Analwuqing are still squatting, but they have already actively reached out to get closer to the fire, soothe a little, and take off the leather jacket on the body. , wring out the ice water on the hair.

Zeyi saw the effect, and ran to find more dead branches, slowly controlling the fire, not much firewood, actually burned for an hour. Ze Yitong’s trousers have all dried up, and Arnal has been soaking in the lake for too long, and the clothes have dried up eight points.

Ze Yitong still went to chop firewood, and Anar, who had blood on her face, took her.

"Don't go, the sun is going down, we have to go back soon, or your grandmother and Mola will worry, I am not cold."

She is telling the truth, although the clothes on her body have not dried up yet, but the fire that has been baked for so long, the whole body is warm, the chill of the lake has been driven away, and then riding back, the clothes on the body are under the wind. Should be able to dry out.

Ze Yi saw that she had the strength to speak, and it should be no problem, let go of her heart.

After all, it was a 12-year-old girl who was very curious and lost her worries. Looking at Anar’s trip to the lake, she asked for the black bag and asked what was inside her.

Anar smiled. "I just suspect that this is lost before I lost my memory. I may have clues about my identity. As for what I have installed, I really don't know."

Zeyi listened to her and asked her to open it. Anar nodded and pulled the zipper of the backpack with a sly mood. A bunch of colorful flowers, the banknotes that have been completely smashed by the lake have been exposed. Look at that, I am afraid that tens of thousands of Chinese dollars are available.

Anar was disappointed, and Zeyi was even more disappointed. He gently pinched it with his fingers. All the softened banknotes were all in a mess, and it seemed that they could not be dried and reused.

Anar saw her disappointment and said her face. She said, "Small money fans are more sad than me. Are you short of money?"

Zeyi nodded: "Ama said that Mo's eyes should be operated on, and it would be enough to have tens of thousands of pieces. If the money is not soaked, how good it is."

Anar hugged her. "It’s a good boy. Come and let us continue, maybe there is anything worthwhile."

She simply turned the backpack over and poured out all the items.

A cap, a pair of women's leather boots that fit her foot size, a few packs of compressed biscuits, plus the pile of bad banknotes, is all that backpack.

There is no ID card, no driver's license, and nothing to confirm the identity of Anaar. She picked up the leather boots, wet, but not soaked in water, showing good quality, plus a bunch of soaked banknotes, should they be rich? It is a pity that I didn’t know Zeyi’s same family before I lost my memory. Otherwise, she could take the money to send Ze’s Mo to cure her eyes.

Anar was somewhat lost, but she never thought about it. Before she lost her memory, she probably wouldn’t know Tibetan herders like Zeyi’s family. For no reason, how could she take money to Zeyi’s Mo's operation? ?

The cap is also usable, and Anaar is also stunned. Thinking of these is what she used before, Anar can't leave it.

Zeyi was holding a bag of compressed biscuits that had not yet entered the water in his arms.

The sky is getting late, they are preparing to go back, and there is a hoof in the distance.

Who raised so many horses? Anar looked at the distance and saw a group of black-pressed horses coming from the direction of the snow-capped mountains. All of them were physically strong, and there was a strong wind blowing down the nearby pastures.

In the setting sun, the leader's head was white and white, and there was no head horse with no hair. Because the speed was too fast, the four hooves leaped like a sky, and seemed to fly on the tip of the grass.

Other galloping horses, either brown or black, include snow mountains that are faintly distant in the distance, silvery lakes in the vicinity, green grasses, orange sunsets, all for this white horse. With the foil.

Not only is Anaar and Zeyi, but even the two domestic shepherds that they ride are intoxicated.

The white horse is in the entire horse, and the outstanding people can't move their eyes!

Until this group of only a few hundred horses, drinking water quickly at the Silver Lake, disappeared in the direction of the snow, and the shocked Zeyi returned to God:

"Anal Ajia, ... what we just saw is, Pegasus -"

Living in the snow-capped mountains, white and innocent, and lightning fast, in the legend of the Wrangler, it is not worthy of being owned by the mortal, and Zeyi is excited to sing and dance in the same place. If it is not late, Arnal forcibly Dragging her onto the horse, she suspected that Zeyi could be crazy at the lake for a night.

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I happened to see the "Tianma" thing, and I spent a few days talking about it in a small yurt, especially Mo Yi of Zeyi, who told many of her childhood legends in Tibetan, and Zeyi served as a translator, Ana. Er is even guessed and listened to it.

For Anar to jump off the lake to find a backpack, Lian Dunzhu blamed her.

Anar knew that this was the concern of Dunzhu, but she didn't talk back, but she didn't like to laugh a few times.

I also heard that she did not find clues about her identity. Even Mo has comforted her. She only stayed at home with peace of mind. Their family did not lack this ration. Arnal felt hot.

Dunzhu will participate in the leather goods of the horse racing conference. The cattle and sheep that have already been sold have been selected. Anar is shocked by the riding of the young girl of Zeyi. There is no such thing as the original high-sounding and eager to win.

However, there is no harm in learning the same skills. She is still learning to ride under the whipping of this little teacher. However, in a month, Anar can also play a few simple tricks on horseback, and the eyes are not very good.

"You must be the **** our prairie in my life!" When Mola smiled, the wrinkles on his face would all stretch out.

Because the "Chong Qin Ka Duo" to hold the horse racing conference is in the north of Naqu, there is still a hundred miles away from the pastoral area where the yurt of Zeyi is located, and the herdsmen’s family is used to carrying it, there are still two weeks. Dunzhu has already moved in Zhang Luo.

They don't have a big car at home, they have to go to Naqu Town with the nearby herdsmen.

Dunzhu said that he had borrowed a car. After a long time, he was brought back by several herders. Anar has been here for so long, and I have seen several herders in the vicinity. I was surprised to see them carrying the beads back.

It turned out that the Dunzhu horse fell and the foot was injured. These people thought it was a fracture. They had to ask Mo's opinion and prepared to send the pearl to the hospital.

Anar looked at the white lips with a white face, and the original healthy face was sweaty. She quickly checked the legs of some of the beads. The person with the fracture in the impression could not move casually. Anar touched her leg and found that the bones were still good. However, the pain of the pearl was so strong that I was afraid of a simple muscle strain.

The bone fell crack? This is going to the hospital to check the film, Mo La is old, Ze Yitong is small, Dunzhu is a semi-conscious state, this family top is actually only the semi-outer of Arnal.

She took Mocha and took some money, and the herdsmen sent Dunzhu to the nearest hospital.

The nearest hospital, also far away, Zeyi took Arnal’s hand and Anar’s calm made her brave.

A mom will be fine, right?

Ze Yitong’s fears were that when they went to the hospital and took a film, it was the crack of Ana’s conjecture, and they put down the snack a little.

Dunzhu was lying on the bed, and the calf was covered with a layer of plaster.

"The horse racing conference, our family can't catch up this year."

Zeyi is unhappy, but she is not filial. I hope that my grandmother who has fallen off her leg will continue to go to the competition. It is just the original plan bonus. So I have soaked the soup. It’s not easy to match this year’s men’s and women’s competition. The prize is only 100,000. The riding technique has a name in the radius of a hundred miles, and the hope of winning the championship is still very big.

When is Mocha's surgery going to be delayed?

How did Ananar not know Zeyi’s mind, but her riding skills were limited, and Zeyi was not enough age to participate in the competition. The difference in riding was not something that her beginner could make up for a day or two. Zeyi’s horse Although children are strong, they are just ordinary horses.

Unless - thinking of a possibility, Anar's eyes lit up.