Early the next morning, there was a tinging sound outside. When A Chong walked out of the tent, he saw that many nearby families were dismantling their tents, looking like they were moving.

Achong looked up at the distance and found that there were many families in the distance who were dismantling tents, which seemed to be migrating as the entire tribe.

At this time, thin snowflakes fell from the sky again. Moving in such weather seemed a little weird.

Timur also crawled out of the tent, stood beside Achong and said, "Chaganbala and others thought it was not suitable for living here, so they were preparing to migrate with their clans. Several other tribes were also preparing to move with them."

Although Timur said it was very subtle, Achong understood what the real reason for Chaganbala and his friends moved.

A Chong hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior, can you discuss with them not to leave?"

Timur shook his head: "Chaganbala and the others have already eaten the weight, and they can't pull back the eight horses."

Achong looked at Timur and said, "If we leave, what will they stay?"

Timur looked at Achong hesitantly, and Achong returned his firm eyes. Timur's eyes lit up suddenly: "I understand, are you trying to lead a snake out of the hole?"

A Chong nodded.

Timur guessed right. They must take the initiative and cannot be so passive anymore. They must find a way to pull out the killer.

In fact, he has been considering the issue of staying or leaving last night:

Staying here can only put them in an increasingly dangerous situation. There are so many people living near the camp, and it is easy to get in. No one knows who the killer's next target is, and there is no way to be prepared.

Achong did not want more innocent people to be implicated again. Although Chaganbala had no kindness to him, they did nothing wrong. Because he forced their entire tribe to migrate alone, it shouldn't be.

After all, these killers are for themselves.

A Chong knew in his heart that as long as he left, the killer would definitely follow. But once he reached the vast grassland, the killer would have nowhere to hide, and they would become safe.

Although this means that Timur and his tribe are isolated. However, if they fight head-on, A Chong will not hate them.

Now, A Chong is about to force these killers to reveal their traces.

A Chong knew in his heart that there was not enough time to kill and hand, so Professor Zhang must have set a deadline for them - A Chong will live one more day in this world, and the threat to him will be even greater.

Timur went to communicate with Chaganbala and others, and when he came back, he nodded with A Chong. It seemed that the two sides had reached a unified opinion.

After a while, the Mongolians who were preparing to move to stop opening the tents.

Timur said a few words to Surile and Ke to Naya, and the two nodded and went to inform the tribe of their tribe to prepare for migration.

In fact, there are not many tribesmen in Timur here, and there are only 40 or 50 people in the entire camp. Many of them are young and middle-aged people who have come to support from all over the country in recent days. Most of the families are still scattered on the grassland, and there are very few families with their families. This also makes his migration faster.

In less than half a day, Timur and others had already removed the tent, and all the supplies were loaded on more than a dozen carriages and several cars.

With Timur's order, the horse team began to drag the supplies slowly towards the depths of the snowfield.

Chaganbala followed him from a distance with more than a dozen people and horses, and sent him for more than ten miles before turning back.

"Hmph! This old guy is not at ease with us!" Surile and Ke said angrily.

Surile and Ke were driving a pickup truck, A Chong was sitting on the passenger seat, and the seat behind was modified, which happened to be placed in Arislan's hospital bed.

The long convoy was winding eastward on the snowy field, with a very slow speed, and after walking for a long time, it was only a few dozen miles.

A Chong once suggested that Timur only stay a few people with him, and that other unrelated people would return to their respective homes. The main goal of killing is to himself, and there is no need to let more people take risks.

But Timur rejected this proposal. In his eyes, the Canglang clan has always shared honor and disgrace. At present, everyone should share the same hatred of the enemy. Even if the strength is disparate, no one will abandon the clan members and survive alone. They are all brave warriors, not people who are afraid of death.

Judging from the old man's firm attitude, A Chong didn't have much to say.

A Chong knew that although Timur had dozens of loyal warriors under him, they had no ability to fight back in front of well-trained professional killers.

A Chong secretly made up his mind to protect the safety of Naya and Arislan even if he fought to the death.

This time, in order to save himself, Timur exposed the power of Canglang. The professor would not let him go easily. Now, it is his turn to protect them.

After walking for a long time, I saw noon, everyone had a casual meal with dry food and jerky. The team did not stop and was still heading towards the east.

It was almost dark in the evening that Timur ordered camping on the spot for the night.

Daiqin, Surile and Ke set up a huge iron pot, boiled water with dry wood, and put a full pot of beef and potatoes. Judging from the amount, it was enough for everyone to have a full meal.

Although Daiqin did not belong to Timur's tribe, he still insisted on following the team. Timur knew that he was infatuated with Naya, so he was not inconvenient to reject him. In addition, Daiqin had been with Surile and Ke since he was a child, and his relationship was already very deep, similar to half of his son, and he was also a part of the family.

When the tent was set up, a large pot of beef had been cooked, and the air was filled with fragrance. The tribesmen who had been running around for a day gathered around one after another, and everyone's faces were filled with joy.

Most of the people did not know what the purpose of this migration was, but Timur had a high prestige among the tribes, so no one raised any questions about this "inappropriate" migration.

Timur first asked Naya to scoop a bowl of broth for the shepherd dog to drink. After confirming that there was no problem with the food, everyone began to feast on it.

After dinner, Ah Chong went to Timur's tent to visit Arislan. The young man recovered very quickly and his health was no longer in serious condition.

Achong chatted with Timur for a while. The old man told Achong that the destination of their migration this time was at the junction of the Sino-Mongolian border, close to Aershan and Xing'an Mountains. There was a branch of tribes there, and Arislan's father was also there.

A Chong was stunned. He spent many days with Timur, and the old man kept silent about Arislan's father. He once thought Arislan's father was dead, but he didn't expect the old man to mention him at this time.

Timur seemed unwilling to mention Naya's brothers. Achong also tactfully did not ask too much, and said good night to the old man and retreated.

At this time, the night had fallen, the snow had stopped, and there were only a few lonely tents left on the snow field, and most of the traces of everyone's journey were buried in the snow.

A Chong patrolled around the tent. Although he was peaceful all day, he could not relax his vigilance. This profession was elusive and no one knew when he would appear again. And at night, it was often the best time to attack.

The bonfire in the distance was still emitting a dull flame. Naya was sitting in front of the fire to comb the white dog's fur. When she saw A Chong approaching, Naya greeted him with a smile.

A Chong walked to the fire and sat down, and the two of them were speechless.

After a while, the white dog snuggled up to Naya's body leaned over, stretched out his tongue and licked A Chong's fingers, trying to break the silence deadlock.

"She likes you!" Naya said to Ah Chong with a smile on her lips.

A Chong didn't seem to understand the meaning of this sentence, and hesitated for a moment and asked, "Naya, where are your brothers? Why have the seniors never mentioned them?"

Naya was stunned for a moment, the smile on her face slowly disappeared, her two beautiful big eyes looked at the jumping fire, and said softly: "Dad doesn't want to mention them, dad thinks they are a shame to the family."

A Chong was stunned for a moment. He knew there was something hidden here, but he didn't expect it to be the result.

"Actually, I think the eldest brother and the others are not bad people. They just want their tribe members to live a better life and don't have to suffer on the grassland anymore."

Naya lowered her head and said softly, slowly telling Achong about the deeds of several brothers.

It turned out that there were four brothers above Naya, the eldest was called Asgen, the second was called Chigeqi, the old triangle Wuenqi, and the fourth was called Degexi.

The four brothers are of the same age and are as strong as the body. Especially the eldest brother Asgen, who has been brave and skilled since childhood, has extraordinary courage and is famous at the age of teenagers. The four brothers are called the four heroes of the grassland, and the old man also has high hopes for them.

Unexpectedly, Asgen's thoughts gradually changed when he grew up. He spent many years outside and broadened his horizons. In addition, he often did business with the Han people and came into contact with all kinds of people. Influenced by them, Asgen's mind became more and more lively. He was no longer as conservative and traditional as the old man.

After seeing the rich and rich world, Asgen no longer wanted to be a poor herder, but wanted to make a lot of money to change the family's life.

For him, money is everything. As long as he can make money, he doesn't care how the money comes from, whether it is clean or dirty.

The father and son had a serious conflict. After a few big quarrels, Asgen ran away in anger and started to make a living outside. He didn't know what he had done. In a few years, he made a lot of money and returned to the clan to visit relatives, friends and elders with various precious gifts. He also brought back his newborn son, Arislan.

The two talked in the yurt for a long time, but for some reason Timur suddenly got furious and threw all the gifts that Asgen brought back. If it weren't for the other brothers stopping them, the old man would even chop Asgen with a saber.

In desperation, Asgen ran away from home again, and this time, he took away the other brothers. However, his newborn son Arislan stayed with Timur's side.

At that time, Naya was still young and didn't know why her brother quarreled with her father. Later, when she got older, she vaguely heard the reason. It turned out that Asgen's money came from was not right, and he made money by smuggling.

In fact, smuggling is not unfamiliar to them. It is normal for nomadic Mongolians to exchange goods between outsiders. Even Surile and Ke often use cattle and sheep to exchange cigarettes, liquor, even guns, ammunition and other items in the north. No one thinks there is anything wrong with doing this.

But the goods traded by Asgen and others were very special - funeral objects for dead people.

They made money by digging graves.

Timur believes that doing such a thing is a rebellious thing and a harm to the will of heaven.

But Asgen thinks that the dead are dead [31 Novel Network] is useless anyway, it is better to use it for money to make the living live a better life. Obviously, his three brothers were also bewitched by Asgen.

After Asgen left with his brothers, Timur swears that he will never recognize these beasts as his sons again, and threatens that they will never be allowed to step into the house, so as not to tarnish the reputation of their tribe members.

A few years later, a news came that an accident occurred when the four Asgen brothers robbed the tomb. Except for Asgen, the other three brothers were killed.

After learning about this, Timur closed the door and cried. The extremely sad old man never talked about the names of the four brothers, but devoted all his energy to his grandson Arislan.

Asgen, who was guilty, never returned to the grassland again.
Chapter completed!