Chapter 27 Chapter Twenty-Four

Li Nima threw away the clothes in her arms, and ran back desperately.His legs were still a little weak, and he fell several times, but each time he was able to get up quickly and run again.This is for escape, for the survival needs of the biological instinct, but unintentionally, it is also to assume the responsibility of the survivors.He didn't know the specific consequences of shooting and killing a Tibetan Mastiff. He only knew that it was a very big thing on the grassland, and his own mistake was also a very big mistake.He was eager to see director Baima Ujin, and wanted to tell him that he was not killed by Xijiegu's territorial dog in the end, and that it was Zang Tashi who saved him; What will happen in the end? Although people on the grassland love dogs like children, and in their eyes, the lives of dogs and human lives are equal, but they will not kill dogs for their lives, right?

In the cow dung blockhouse, director Bai Ma Ugin's face suddenly turned green.When a person gets angry on the grassland, his face will turn green.This is because both the air and the earth's qi are green, and the qi produced by human beings is also green.Director Bai paced quickly in the bunker with a green face, and suddenly stopped and said: Even if I allowed you to bring the gun, I didn't let you shoot it, I didn't say it, just let you scare it. , don't really shoot, did you say that?Now that I said it, why didn't you do what I said?Li Nima said: I was too nervous to think so much.Besides, they're too unreasonable, they're a bunch of devils, and they'll kill me if I don't shoot.Director Bai said: Then you can't shoot, you must first adjust the relationship between the individual and the overall situation.Did you know that on the prairie, killing a dog is likely to lead to a war.In case the situation gets out of hand, who will bear the responsibility?I can't afford it, and neither can you.Tell me, what should I do now?

Li Nima sat on the carpet, lowered her head, grabbed her hair with both hands, and took a deep breath of regret.It wasn't that he regretted shooting himself, he felt he had no other choice in a situation where the dogs were besieging him, unless he wanted them to kill him.He regrets what he did with Medoram. If he hadn't forced her that day, he wouldn't have lost his clothes and put on Butler Qimei's clothes, which led to today's shooting incident, and there would be no territory It's really strange that the dogs bite him when they see him. Why do I have no fate with these dogs and Tibetan mastiffs? I didn't offend them.

Director Bai said: No idea, right?To be honest, I can't do anything about this kind of thing, it depends on people's attitude now.Let's go, I'll take you to Suo Langwangdui, the leader of the Yeluhe Tribe. On the one hand, I apologize, and on the other hand, I hope he can persuade the other leaders of the Xijie Ancient Grassland to spare you.If I can't spare you, then I have no choice but to report to my superiors.You have to be ready for anything, anything can happen.Li Nima looked up at him in surprise, and stammered and asked: If they can't spare me, will you hand me over to the tribal alliance meeting?Is it because I can't come back with you?Director Bai sighed and said, "Let's go, let's go on horseback. When things have come to this point, we will die without fear of ghosts or ghosts. I will do my best to save you. Hold on, I will hold on with you."

However, Li Nima was already at a loss.As soon as he followed Director Bai down the stone steps of the cow dung blockhouse, he was bumped into by the gray old mastiff that was following him.It seemed that the old mastiff had calculated that he would come out at this time, and blocked him on the grassy slope in front of the stone steps with several horses wandering around without missing a second. After all, Jiang is still old and hot, and the experienced gray husband mastiff has realized that as long as Li Nima appears in the field again, he will definitely be riding a horse.It can't let him ride on the horse, the running of the horse will make the Tibetan mastiff angry, because even the Tibetan mastiff that can race with the leopard can't catch up with the horse without any effort.If the Desperado's horse is a good horse with great strength, maybe it will run out of the Xijie Ancient Grassland and the heroic Territory Dog will lose the chance to avenge the Iron-clad Golden Mastiff.This is absolutely impossible, as long as the fierce and old-fashioned gray husband mastiff is still alive, Li Nima will not be able to ride any horse.Not only that, Husband Mastiff also cleverly separated Director Bai from Li Nima.It knows that Director Bai, who will definitely protect Li Nima, cannot be bitten. Director Bai is the head of an outsider, and he has not offended anyone in the Xijiegu Grassland. Tibetan Mastiff has no reason to bite him.The Tibetan mastiff absolutely needs a reason for biting. The principle they believe in is a tooth for a tooth and blood for blood, not tooth for mouth and blood for water.

The gray old mastiff stood between Director Bai and Li Nima, baring his teeth and claws silently, forcing Li Nima to retreat quickly, all the way up the steps, into the cow dung blockhouse.When the door slammed shut from the inside, the old gray mastiff made such a decision: I will guard the door to see if you come out, and as long as you come out, I will bite you to death.At the same time, Director Baima Ujin also made a decision: I should go to Suolang Wangdui, the leader of the Yeluhe Tribe, on my own. I apologize to him on behalf of the West Working Committee. Can he accept it?Punish me if you want to be punished. I guess they would not dare to do anything to me. No matter how important the dead is, they are dogs. Take a big mouthful without making any resistance, right?Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry.These mighty territorial dogs are a bit too domineering, they bite whoever they say they want.Director Bai saw many strong and cold Tibetan mastiffs running to surround the cow dung blockhouse one after another, so he shouted: "Latch the door, don't come out, wait for my news."

Director Bai Baima Wujin pulled a bay red horse on the grassy slope, put on the saddle, rode on it and walked away quickly.He was going to meet Suolang Wangdui, the leader of the Yeluhe Tribe, in the bushes connected to the Angla Snow Mountain in the grassland. , it is Suolang Wangdui. Surrounding Suolang Wangdui was Steward Qimei, and behind him were the shepherd Rinchen Tseden and several riders.They were going to the ranch of Rinqin Tsedan's family to see the legendary snow mountain lion Gangrisenger and a few Han people of unknown origin who were with him.Suolangwangduitou and Qimei Butler were very strange: Why did Gangrisenger go there, and who were those Han people? Are they the intruders of Shangma Grassland?There is an alpine meadow, the southern border of the ancestral territory of the Wild Ass River Tribe. Being a border means looting, and a little bit of looting is a war.Although the war has not happened yet, the shepherd dog Claret Mastiff, who made great contributions in the previous border wars and killed five Steppenwolves in one go, has been sent to the west by Gangrisenger.Suolangwangduitou shook the mani wheel in the shape of a Buddha like a skull crown and a vajra prong in his hand. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that the fierce and savage red mastiff being bitten to death at this time must be a sign of something.What does it portend?He couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to go and inspect it himself.

When Suolangwangduitou saw Director Bai, he immediately got off his horse and bowed to greet him.Before he could finish his greetings, he saw that Director Bai had already brought his horse to him, and he also bowed down to pay his respects.Suolang Wangdui said: I was thinking, should I go to director Baima Ujin?I thought of you, and you came here. The lion followed the lion, and the Tibetan mastiff followed the Tibetan mastiff. It was the gods of the grassland that brought us together.Butler Qi Mei translated his words, and Director Bai was startled: Could it be that he already knew about Li Nima shooting and killing the Tibetan mastiff, and he came to question us?Quickly said: Since it is the involvement of the gods, it can be seen that we have been friends and brothers for a long time.Suolang Wangdui said: Of course, of course.I thought of you just because I was a friend. I want to go to the tent of Rinchen Tseden in the alpine pasture with my friends, drink the milk tea there and eat the handcuffs there.Director Bai wondered: go to the alpine meadow to drink tea and eat meat?Could it be that the milk tea and fingers there are particularly delicious?Butler Qimei saw the leader Suo Langwangdui nodding to him, so he explained the reason to the best of his knowledge.

Director Bai listened, put aside the matter of Gangrisenger killing the bay red male mastiff, and hurriedly asked what those Han people were doing.Butler Qi Mei said: We just don’t know what they do, so we’re going to have a look.Director Bai said: What does it look like?What do they look like?Butler Qimei turned back to the shepherd Rinqin Teden to inquire, and then told Director Bai.Director Bai understood as soon as he heard it: it must be someone from the Duoji headquarters.People from the Duoji headquarters have come to the Xijie Ancient Grassland, why don't they come to me?Why are you with Gangrisenger?Is Hanzashi back again?Because among the Han Chinese, only Han Tashi can get close to Gangriseng.Director Bai said: Then I must go, shall I go now?However, he didn't say anything about Li Nima. He thought to himself, let Li Nima stay in the cow dung blockhouse. Anyway, as long as he doesn't come out, there is no danger, and those territorial dogs can't keep surrounding him. Once around, if you feel boring, it will automatically spread out.The key is people. As long as the people on the grassland, especially the leader, let Li Nima go, there is nothing to worry about.He thought about it when he was on the road, or when he met the people at Duoji's headquarters. If he found a suitable opportunity, he might be able to make big things smaller and smaller.

The group left the Wild Ass River and walked towards the southern border of the Wild Ass River tribe's ancestral territory in the alpine pasture. Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff saw them from afar.Its eyes were a steaming amber color at the moment, and it was a bit confused and perplexed to study the Suolangwangduitou and his party one by one, and then sculpted itself on the grass mound by the Wild Ass River.The mastiff king seems not to be concerned about what is happening around the cow dung blockhouse by the territorial dogs, and he is also indifferent to the death of the iron-clad golden male mastiff. All the collective actions of the group were arranged by the mastiff king, and the gray husband mastiff who was the first to drive Li Nima back to the bunker was also assigned by the mastiff king.If the Tiger Head Snow Mastiff really does not want to avenge the dead Iron-clad Gold Mastiff, then it is an incompetent and incompetent mastiff king, its prestige among the dogs and the crowd will be greatly reduced, and its days of decline will be short. Not far away.On the grass hill, it has been watching Suolangwangduitou and his party disappear beyond the horizon, then suddenly turned around and walked towards the cow dung blockhouse.

The cow dung blockhouse was surrounded by territorial dogs, and even the stone steps leading to the door and the top of the blockhouse were full of vengeful Tibetan mastiffs.Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff walked among the dogs, smelling this and sniffing that, as if he was condolences or patrolling.It circled the blockhouse, walked almost all the places occupied by territorial dogs, and finally walked up the stone steps to the side of the gray old mastiff at the door of the blockhouse.The old gray mastiff greeted him respectfully with nose and tail.They all made a small sound, as if they were discussing something quietly. According to the following situation, it seemed to be like this: Mastiff King said that I want you to be in charge of the affairs here, can you do it?The gray husband mastiff said don't worry our mastiff king, I know what you are going to do, leave it to me to avenge the iron and gold, even if I starve to death here, I have to wait for the people in the bunker to come out.The mastiff king touched noses with it appreciatively, and quickly walked down the stone steps.It glanced at the dogs on the right, and the big black mastiff Guori quickly flashed out to catch up with it. Two Tibetan mastiffs, one male and one female, left the bunker and walked to the field.There was a sound of barking dogs behind him, it was the dogs seeing off the mastiff king and his future wife.They waded across the Yelu River, followed the route that Suolangwangdui and his party had traveled, and walked towards the southern border of the ancestral territory of the Yelu River tribe. This is the king of mastiffs, and its excellence lies in: what it can smell when it can't feel anything, and what it can feel when it can't smell anything.Now, it has sensed that something important to the Territory Dog and the entire Xijiegu Grassland is happening, and all kinds of unconventional signs are predicting something: How could the riders of various tribes run around all over the grassland?How could Zang Tashi be tied up by the bandit Jamacuo?How could director Bai Baima Wujin leave the subordinate who killed the iron-clad golden mastiff and follow Suolangwangduitou to the distance?It is deeply worried, and it plans to find out for itself. Although the matter of revenge for the iron-clad gold mastiff is extremely important, there must be more important things in life than revenge. What exactly is it? As a generation of Mastiff King It is impossible not to know. Li Nima, who was trapped in the cow dung blockhouse, anxiously waited for Director Bai's return.He saw from the window that hundreds of territorial dogs, big and small, had formed a well-defined encirclement circle, and so many majestic Tibetan mastiffs were lying motionless on the ground, staring at the door of the cow dung blockhouse, with a look on their faces. The look of being ready to jump up and pounce on the dog-killer who fled through the door at any time.He kept shivering, afraid that the violent Tibetan mastiffs would smash the door panel with their hard mastiff heads and swarm in, so he leaned against the door panel with all his strength.Suddenly hearing the gray husband mastiff breathing heavily outside the door, he was frightened and ran away from the door, reached under Director Bai's pillow and grabbed the pistol.He quickly threw it away as if he had been scalded by something.He stared at the door panel and thought: You won't come in with just one breath, will you?Director Bai, come back quickly, if you don't come back, I will be scared to death. Director Bai didn't come back.Li Nima is not dead either.The gray old mastiff can't do anything about the closed door, because the blockhouse was originally used to resist the guns of the intruders, and the door made of half-foot-thick Qinggang wood is as strong as an iron wall. It gnawed several times with its sharp teeth and didn't even gnaw off any wood chips.It said in its heart that if it can't eat it, it won't eat it, and if you have the ability, don't come out for the rest of your life.It lay down, and even had the intention of sleeping, as if it made this place its home. Li Nima became more and more anxious, why didn't director Bai Baima Ugin come back?Are you afraid to come back, or have you been bitten to death by a Tibetan mastiff?Fear made him so thirsty that he seemed to have dried up his bowels, but the water in the jug had just run out, and he had to fetch water from the Wild Ass River.He was so uncomfortable that he walked up and down, and when he was tired, he stood at the window and stared outside.It was getting dark, but he was still watching, until the stars were all connected together.The Milky Way flowed down from the sky, irrigating his parched throat and parched body, making him fear that he would be drowned after the illusory swig.He felt dizzy, chest tight and suffocated, and he was so exhausted that he couldn't even hold on to the window.He shook a few times, collapsed crookedly on the carpet, foamed at the mouth as if he had a shofar wind, and convulsed. It was not until the next morning that someone knocked on the door of the cow dung blockhouse.