Rebirth of the Flying Era

Chapter 968 Worse Than a Desert Butcher

Chapter 968 Worse Than a Desert Butcher

Early the next morning, according to Du Fei's arrangement yesterday.

Baiyinbatu got up and drove to the village.

It is not too far from Huduge village to the village, and it takes more than two hours to go back and forth.

With the letter of introduction, Baiyinbatu drove away in a wobble.

Here, the village head of Aoga, his son, and two men in their thirties from the village lead their horses out.

Du Fei and Ci Xin sent Baiyin Batu away, just happened to see them, and asked, "Old village chief, where are you going?"

The old village chief replied while putting on the saddle: "What happened yesterday, go to Xia Ranch to have a look."

When Du Fei heard this, he became interested. Anyway, he was waiting in the village, so he might as well go and see it together.

And Du Fei was also a little curious about how powerful the tornado of that size was last night.

It made Xiao Dongyang fancy at the beginning, and he wanted to study this kind of tornado as a weapon in a whimsical way.

In fact, Du Fei thought about this issue when he was reading novels before time travel.

Trying to turn a fiery tornado into a super weapon is more like child's play.

This is not "Red Alert", and there are weather controllers.

In the end, after much deliberation, there seems to be only one explanation.

On Xiaodongyang's side, someone used this as an excuse to cheat funds.

Hearing Du Fei's words, the old village chief was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly, "We have to go on horseback."

The implication is can you do it?

Du Fei smiled: "Don't worry, I can ride a horse."

Although Du Fei had ridden a horse before crossing, he only knew how to ride. He could trot on horseback, or have a little fun in the ring.

With his current physical fitness and reaction, if he just rode on the road, it would definitely be fine.

Seeing that Du Fei was very confident, the old village chief couldn't doubt it.

I had to ask my son to bring another horse.

The village chief's son was winking, and considering that Du Fei might be a novice, he led a docile mare.

Du Fei didn't mean to show off his holiness before others, riding a horse was just to go on the road, it didn't matter what kind of horse it was, as long as he could ride it.

As for compassion, the old village chief certainly couldn't let a little girl from other places follow him.

Du Fei didn't mention this, he just found an excuse and went back to the house.

Receive the kindness into the portable space.

When he comes out again, Du Fei will be alone, and the others will just stay in the room with compassion.

At this time, the village chief's son had already installed the saddle.

Du Fei thanked him, grabbed the rein with one hand, and supported the pommel with the other, turned over and rode on.

The old village chief, who was a little worried, felt relieved when he saw it.

Judging from this posture, at least Du Fei was not bragging when he said he could ride a horse.

Soon a group of five people left the village and ran straight in the direction where the "demon dragon" moved last night.

The old village chief was at the front, followed by Du Fei and the village chief's son, followed by the other two.

The horses didn't run at all, just at a galloping speed.

Du Fei rode on the horseback, almost no need to control it, the horse under his crotch would automatically move forward.

This road is not close, more than two hours, it is estimated to be thirty or forty kilometers.

Du Fei could feel that the higher the slope, the higher they walked, which meant that they were climbing.

Going around a hill, a mountain depression appeared in front of it.

In front of the col is a taller mountain.

The area of ​​the col is very large, and it is lush with green grass and shrubs.

This is the Xia Ranch that the old village chief said.

Looking at the past from here, there are some yurts scattered in the col.

They are all herdsmen here.

Only in the north, one can see a large gray-black scorched soil layer.

It seems to be a scar on the prairie, which is particularly conspicuous.

Needless to say, that's where the fire tornado came from last night.

Du Fei watched and couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded.

There is still a distance from here to there, and the scorched area is initially judged to be at least two kilometers wide.

No wonder Xiao Dongyang wanted to obtain a super weapon by researching this tornado.

Although intuitively, it is definitely not comparable to the atomic bomb, but it really needs to be researched and put into the battlefield.

At least at the battle level, it can instantly change the offensive and defensive situation.

Just when Du Fei was flying wild and thinking wildly.

The group of them has already entered the col.

Soon to the nearest yurt.

A skinny herdsman with a weathered face came up to him and greeted the village chief Oga, who looked very familiar.

The two exchanged a few words, both in Mongolian, which Du Fei didn't understand.

But seeing the herdsman gesticulating and pointing in the direction of the tornado from time to time, he should be talking about the situation last night.

At this time, the old village chief's face suddenly became serious, and he turned his head to look at Du Fei.

Du Fei felt an ominous premonition.

After a while, the old village chief turned around and said, "Comrade Du, he said... last night, Lao Yangpi from the neighboring village brought more than a dozen young people from the neighborhood...to a party here!"

"Lao Yangpi?" Du Fei frowned and raised his voice.

The old village head explained: "He is an old widower from the neighboring village. He is a good butcher of sheep and skins. He can kill a sheep in five minutes. Everyone calls him Lao Yangpi. After a long time, he has forgotten his real name."

The corner of Du Fei's mouth twitched, and he said to himself that a sheep in 5 minutes is more ruthless than a desert butcher~

But it's normal, Lao Yangpi was originally a Jiangyang thief, and it's normal to have good sword skills.

It's just that it was originally used to kill people, but now it is used to kill sheep.

Du Fei didn't pay much attention to this person, what really caught his attention was the second half of the sentence.

The youths of the neighborhood meet at Lao Yangpi.

It made his heart tremble, could it be that Yang Dingxiang was also in it?

But by this time, there was no point in worrying.

Something really happened, it happened last night.

Du Fei said in a deep voice: "Go and have a look first, and then find someone to ask."

The atmosphere suddenly suppressed.

Du Fei thought that Yang Dingxiang was fine, it was just a false alarm.

Anyway, Du Fei didn't want Yang Dingxiang to have an accident.

After a few more yurts, the old village head went to ask about the situation last night.

But they are all ignorant.

In that case, they were afraid of being swept away by the demon dragon.

Parents and mothers get married, everyone cares about others, no one can tell what is going on with Lao Yangpi and his gang.

Until in the yurt closest to the tornado, Du Fei met an expected person.

"You are Ding Sitian?"

Looking at the girl with sallow complexion and dry hair in front of him, Du Fei couldn't believe it.

Is this the dream goddess that Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan never forget?

Should I say it or not, Ding Sitian's facial features are very good, with a melon seed face, big eyes, and a natural Internet celebrity face.

But it cannot be denied that the wind and sand in the Mongolian plateau is an invisible killing knife.

No matter how good-looking a beauty is, she looks like she has been herding sheep here for two years.

Du Fei couldn't help but think of Yang Dingxiang, wondering what that girl has become?

Ding Sidian nodded and looked at Du Fei carefully.

From the mouth of village head Aoga just now, she already knew that Du Fei was the leader from the capital.

Du Fei didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Do you know Yang Dingxiang?"

Ding Sitian was taken aback for a moment, her eyes were a little confused.

Du Fei added: "This year's newcomers are from Xinj."

Ding Sitian said: "New here this year? There is only one from Xinj, but her name is not Yang Dingxiang, but Anza Laiti, Abdul Raguli."

As soon as Du Fei heard it, he knew it was right. This was Yang Dingxiang's other name.

"It's her~" Du Feisong breathed out, "Where is she?"

Ding Sitian hurriedly said: "I don't know either, last night a dozen or so young people who jumped in the queue gathered together to see Wang Hongjun off..."

It turned out that Wang Hongjun's situation was similar to that of Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang.

However, things turned around in his family, so he naturally didn't need to continue jumping in the queue, and directly got a spot as a soldier.

As soon as Wang Hongjun left, the work points he had saved were useless, so he simply added a little money and exchanged it for a sheep.

Called all those who jumped in the queue nearby, those who knew and did not know.

A total of twenty people came.

Everyone is very happy.

Even though he is in a pastoral area, what he usually does is herding cattle and sheep, but he can only watch but not eat.

The cattle and sheep are all distributed by the commune to the hands of the herdsmen, and they are all in abundance.

Herdsmen only have a few sheep of their own, and they are even more reluctant to slaughter them casually.

It is rare to see Hun Xing at ordinary times.

This time, when they heard that a whole sheep had been killed, everyone who could come nearby came.

Actually, extreme joy begets sorrow!

At night, a bonfire is lit, and everyone sets up a big pot to cook mutton, sings and dances, and enjoys the future.

Unexpectedly, just halfway through eating, a dark red tornado suddenly appeared from the sky, like a dragon flying through the clouds and fog, rolling like thunder, sweeping over.

Among these young people, the longest one has only been here for less than a year, and they have never seen such a battle before.

At that time, I was frightened and stupid.

Thanks to Lao Yangpi's experience, he immediately woke up everyone and started to pack things, while driving the flock of sheep and cattle to avoid the striker of the tornado...

Listening to Ding Sitian talking about last night's situation, coupled with the scorched earth not far away, everyone present could feel the tension at that time.

But in reality, the deadly firespout didn't actually hurt anyone.

Instead, when the fire tornado passed by, it made a "rumbling" sound, which startled the herds of cattle and sheep.

Not only knocked over the belongings that Lao Yangpi had packed up, but also injured several people.

Ding Sitian was also injured, her ankle was swollen like a steamed bun, her feet hurt when she touched the ground, and she couldn't walk at all.

The others were divided into two groups, one group sent the seriously injured to the rural health center, and the other group went to chase the frightened livestock with Lao Yangpi.

As for where Yang Dingxiang is, Ding Sitian doesn't know.

After Du Fei listened, he asked the herdsman who took Ding Sitian in, did he know where Lao Yangpi went?

The man didn't know what to ask.

Du Fei had no choice but to find an excuse to get out of the yurt.

Lighting a cigarette casually, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Baiyan Cave.

This side is not far from the Baiyan Cave, but in the depression, blocked by the ridge, it is still invisible.

Du Fei thought for a while, and pretended to pee a little further away, but in fact, under the cover of grass, he let out the crow with a thought.

When he came to Inner Mongolia this time, in addition to bringing his thug and bodyguard, Ci Xin, he also stuffed a few crows in his pocket, just in case.

(End of this chapter)