Chapter 501 Crossing the border

About twenty minutes later, Urina came in again, but held two sets of clothes and boots in her hand, and said something.

Mu Ren looked at the two and said, "My wife said that Officer Zhou's clothes are easy to find and are new, but Officer Wang is too tall. There is only one of us in the group of people who wears the clothes that fit well, but they are old. I hope Officer Wang will not be surprised."

Zhang Haotian laughed and said, "You need to be able to wear any new and old ones. Brother Mu Ren, I'm not that particular."

Mu Ren also saw that Zhang Haotian was a cheerful man. He waved his hand and asked his wife to hand the clothes to the two of them. Zhou Xueman was so slim. He knew that this trip to Mongolia, he could take a shower and then change it. Mu Ren asked his wife to take her to take a shower. Zhang Haotian returned to the yurt he had just come out, took off his shirt and trousers, picked up the Mongolian suit, but saw it was a dark blue robe and a green silk belt. He saw that Mu Ren was wearing it and knew it was a belt, so he wore it, tied his belt, and then put on the boots again. Although the boots were a little old, they were of the right size and were very comfortable when walking. People on the grassland often exercised, so they naturally had special requirements for the comfort of the boots.

After a while, he returned to Mu Ren's tent in Mongolian clothes. Seeing Zhang Haotian in a costume, Mu Ren looked at him carefully for a while before coming over and patting his shoulder intimately, "Police Wang, you are really suitable for wearing our Mongolian costumes. What a man, but you are in a hurry to leave, otherwise I really want you to taste the horse milk wine made from Wurina."

Zhang Haotian smiled and said, "Brother Mu Ren, we will definitely have the opportunity to drink wine in the future. We will work hard at that time."

Mu Ren agreed, looked at him again, pulled him to sit next to the wooden case, and smiled and said, "Officer Wang, are you married?"

Zhang Haotian didn't know what he meant when he asked, so he said casually: "Oh, those who do our business will run around everywhere, and there will be a chance to get married there."

Hearing his answer, Mu Ren clapped his hands and said, "Haha, that's good, that's good."

Zhang Haotian was confused by his words and hurriedly said, "Brother Mu Ren, what's the point?"

Mu Ren patted him on the shoulder again, no longer calling him "Police Officer Wang", but said, "Brother, you are so lucky. When Officer Zhou sent you here, you were still unconscious. She wiped your face and fed the horse milk. Last night, she was also a yurt she slept with you. Officer Zhou looked like a fairy in the painting, kind-hearted and capable. Now she is in her thirties and has not been married yet. I know that she has a high vision. Ordinary men are not worthy of him. Only a man like you, can catch his eyes."

Hearing this, Zhang Haotian's heart was beating "bang" and he hurriedly said, "It's not like that. Officer Zhou took care of me because I was in a coma. This is her kind heart, and there is no other meaning."

Mu Ren smiled again and said, "I am a veteran. Can't you see it? Brother, you have to work hard. According to our Mongolians, 'If you don't camp on this grassland, you will be in the desert.' I said, if anyone marrying Officer Zhou, it's like finding the most fertile grassland in the grassland, it will be a pleasure for a lifetime."

He was happy, but Zhang Haotian didn't dare to think about this question, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, Brother Mu Ren, have you heard of a kind of white wolf king in Mongolians covered in blood without a tattoo?"

Mu Ren immediately shook his head and said, "No, this question. Police Officer Zhou also asked me. Now the Mongolians in Inner Mongolia are all civilians from the past. According to the rules, only aristocrats in Mongolia can have wolf-shaped tattoos. The tattoos of the White Wolf King are even rarer. Only Genghis Khan's direct descendants have them. When we see them, they are all in Mongolia. You can ask this time."

Speaking of this, he said again: "Is this case in your hands related to the person with the White Wolf King tattoo? Officer Wang, I have to remind you, be careful, although the people of the Mongolian royal family do not have much real power, in the hearts of the Mongolians, Genghis Khan's direct descendants are still sacred and inviolable. If you provoke them, it will be difficult for them to go out of Mongolia if you oppose the entire Inner Mongolia and Outer Mongolia Mongolians."

When he heard the name of "Genghis Khan", although he didn't know if the bloody White Wolf King tattoo on his chest had anything to do with his bloodline, Zhang Haotian felt that his body seemed to be burning, and the blood began to boil. When he suddenly looked up, he saw a man with a beard on his face and a rough and tough figure hanging in the middle of the yurt. It was the portrait of Genghis Khan. Under the portrait, there were some fruits and dried meat.

So he stood up, walked silently to the image of Genghis Khan, and stared at him for a long time.

Seeing Zhang Haotian looking at the statue of Genghis Khan, Mu Ren also came over and said, "In our Mongolian, there are two gods, one is the Heaven of Eternal Life and our Creator. That is illusory and I don't believe it very much. The other is our Holy Ancestor Khan, who is the pride of all Mongolians and the most respected god in our hearts. Whether in Inner Mongolia or Outer Mongolia, his holy image must be hung in the main tent of each yurt, sacrifice to him, and pray to him. In our souls, he is far more important than the Heaven of Eternal Life. In our songs, most of our stories are praises, and most of our stories are about him."

Zhang Haotian is not unfamiliar with history. Of course, he knows what Genghis Khan represents to the Mongolians. Facing this portrait and looking at Genghis Khan's deep eyes, at this moment, a burst of throbbing in his heart, as if these eyes were silently waving something in his soul, but he couldn't tell what it was.

What he could do at this time was to bow three times deeply to the portrait, regardless of whether he was a Mongolian or not or whether it had anything to do with royal blood. Genghis Khan was also the pride of all Chinese people and the capital for Chinese to show off to the outside world. When he arrived at his hometown, he would of course worship him.

At this moment, he felt the light in the room flashing. It was probably because someone lifted the curtain and came in, so he turned around.

The first one to come in was Mu Ren’s wife Wurina, and the one who followed her was naturally Zhou Xueman.

Zhou Xueman had changed at this time. She was wearing a green satin robe, a blue belt tied with a slender waist, a tight cuffs, and auspicious clouds embroidered on her clothes. The biggest change was her hair, separated from the middle of the front, tied with two roots, with two large round beads on the roots, and her hair was slightly drooped and some agate beads were tied, which highlighted her own softness. It looked much more feminine than wearing police uniforms and doctor uniforms. She had just had a new bath, with snow-skinned cherry lips and a face shining. She was really beautiful and colorful.

Zhang Haotian looked at it, his heart was shaken, but before he could speak, Mu Ren exclaimed: "Officer Zhou, put on this outfit, you are really a fairy on our grassland, beautiful, really beautiful."

It seems that the adjectives of grassland men are very scarce, and there are only "fairies" to describe beautiful women. However, with Zhou Xueman's beautiful beauty like a lotus, this description is quite appropriate. Seeing Zhou Xueman lowering his head slightly under the gaze of his two men, he was a little shy, so he was not convenient to use other adjectives to praise him.

Mu Ren obviously wanted to tie Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman. When the two of them stood together, he pulled his wife Wurina and said rumble. When Zhang Haotian saw Zhou Xueman's face turned red, he couldn't help but whisper: "Sheman, what is he talking about?"

Zhou Xueman hesitated for a while, but said: "He is talking... He is talking, we are the most... matched pair of horses on the grassland."

Zhang Haotian immediately laughed and lowered his voice, "You are a fairy, I am a horse, I am not worthy at all. Brother Mu Ren loves me so much."

Zhou Xueman ignored him and said to Mu Ren: "Brother Mu Ren, we are almost ready, we should set off."

Mu Ren raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "It was almost too late for us. Let's go, let's go to Ardengoll for supper."

While talking, he asked his wife to put all the pies in a cloth bag for the two of them, prepared two water bags for them, and took out the yurt, and got on a brand new off-road vehicle not far away, and called them to get on.

Zhou Xueman whispered to Zhang Haotian: "Don't underestimate Mu Ren. He is the leader of this herdsman. He gives him all the cattle and horses raised by everyone to trade. He is quite rich."

Zhang Haotian looked around and found that there were about sixty or seventy yurts, about one or two hundred people in this area, and then said, "Will they always live here?"

Zhou Xueman shook his head and said, "Mongolia is a nomadic people and will not be fixed in one place. Now due to policies, there are fewer and fewer real herders. They grazed in spring and summer, and when the grass was ate in winter, they were kept in captivity. Many people would return to the city, such as Muren, who had houses in Hohhot, and his children and parents were there."

While speaking, the two got into Muren's car and sat in the back row. Muren immediately started the car and rushed forward with bumpy all the way. In this grassland terrain, only off-road vehicles were the most suitable for it.

After driving about three or four kilometers, we arrived on a flat highway. The speed of the car suddenly increased. Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman looked all the way, but they saw herders grazing on the grass along both sides of the highway. Yurts could be seen everywhere, and these yurts were like Mu Ren and others.

It was scattered, all gathered in groups. I think there was a leader in each group. If it were in the past, it would be a different tribe.

I walked about forty kilometers along the road and entered a small town. There were not many houses and the buildings were very old. The tallest building was only three floors, but cars came and went, and people were passing by, which was quite lively. At this time, the sun was setting and it was getting late. The lights in the town were just on. Zhang Haotian knew that it must have been Ardengole.

Muren slowed down his vehicle and said, "Adengoller is not a regular import and export port. There are a lot of smuggling goods here, but most of them are smuggled to Outer Mongolia. Apart from some wild game, there is nothing worth buying. It's more profitable to make this than grazing."

Zhang Haotian immediately said: "What is your friend's background? Can you believe it?"

Mu Ren smiled and said, "Orgrad is my Anda. He has been in this business for ten years and has never happened. Don't worry. Besides, even if you are caught, you can tell that your identity is an Interpol, and they will not let you go."

Zhou Xueman knew that he would not have any doubts about him, so he smiled and said, "Yes, it would be a little more troublesome. It would be best not to disturb other people."

Mu Ren nodded repeatedly and said, "I understand, you two want to go undercover. The more careful you are, the better. The government and army here have been corrupted for a long time. Few people don't like money, otherwise there would be such prosperity here."

Speaking of this, he sighed again and said, "Officer Zhou, to be honest, I'm very worried about you. It's really dangerous for a woman like you to go to the inside of those bad guys. I think you should go back to prison and save more sinful souls. Those guys love to listen to your words."

Zhou Xueman said: "Brother Mu Ren, thank you for your kindness, but I have already followed this task and can only complete it. Maybe I won't do this job after this time."

Mu Ren said: "That's good. You can go to the place, marry a good man, have a bunch of children. If you have no way to do business, call me and I will spread the goods for you for free, and give you the lowest price to ensure you make money."

Zhou Xueman's face suddenly turned red as she heard it, and she said, "Okay, but it's not okay to have a bunch of children. You don't know the policies of our mainland, unlike you, you can have more children."

Mu Ren laughed and said, "You can't have a bunch of children. Just guard your own man and live happily together every day. It's much better than you are now."

As for this, he said, "Police Wang, do you think so?"

Zhang Haotian was looking at the situation outside, but the conversation between the two was also heard. Seeing Mu Ren suddenly asked himself, he immediately understood what he meant, glanced at Zhou Xueman, and smiled and said, "Yes, women like Officer Zhou are the most suitable for taking care of their husbands and children."

Zhou Xueman also heard that Mu Ren had some misunderstandings about himself and Zhang Haotian, and quickly said, "Stop talking about these things, Brother Mu Ren, where is your An Da?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Ren had already stepped on the brakes and pointed to the street and said, "It's here."

Zhang Haotianchao looked out of the car window and saw a three-story building outside with a sign "Gaixing Restaurant" hanging.

Mu Ren said: "This is the hotel opened in Orgrad, the largest one here. He has made a fortune and is happy all day long, so he simply named it the 'Gaixing' Restaurant."

As he was speaking, he saw a very strong man in his forties and fifties, wearing a gray Mongolian robe hurriedly walked out of the restaurant gate, shouting in Mongolian words, and Mu Ren immediately got out of the car, opened his arms, and hugged him, with a very intimate expression.

Zhou Xueman whispered to Zhang Haotian: "In Mongolian language, An Da means sworn brothers, and the relationship is very close."

Zhang Haotian said "Yes" and said, "I heard that the Mongolians are honest and honest in their work. Since Brother Mu Ren has this relationship with him, there should be no problem with us."

Zhou Xueman nodded and said, "Although not every Mongolian is honest, it is of course much better than our Han people. In the past, Mongolians were often deceived by Han people in business, and now they are slowly learning to be good."

As they spoke, the two of them also walked out. Mu Ren had already pulled the man over and said, "Orgler, these are the two good friends I mentioned. You must bring them to the place, otherwise I will tear you apart and even smash your wine jar."

After hearing this, Zhang Haotian knew that Mu Ren did not say that they were interceptors, so he walked over. Mu Ren did not say too much, only said that his surname was Li, while Zhou Xueman's surname was Chen.

After the introduction, Orgler quickly led everyone into the restaurant, went up to the second floor, entered a private room, called them to sit down, and then loudly ordered people to serve.

When the dishes came, they were basically beef and mutton, but the wine was very strong. Zhang Haotian had something to do, so he didn't drink it. Mu Ren and Orgle did not come to persuade him, just drink his own. However, the utensils used for the two of them were bowls, eating meat and drinking wine in big mouthfuls, which was very generous, which was indeed very different from the style of the Han people.

Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman had already eaten a lot of pies at Mu Ren's place. Facing the table full of meat, they didn't have much appetite. Especially Zhou Xueman just ate a little bit of the only plate of vegetables on the table and put down his chopsticks.

Before we knew it, the night was getting deeper and the town became quiet. From time to time, dog barking pierced the quiet night sky.

Muren and Orgler had already drunk three bottles of charred knife. Although they were a little drunk, they had not lost their minds. They put down the wine bowl and looked at Orgler and said, "Have you arranged the matter for these two friends? We will drink it when their work is done."

Orgler immediately nodded and said, "It's done, of course it's done. After waiting for another half an hour, I will send Narisong to take them over and cross the Uyala Mountains. Narisong will take them to my friends in Mongolia and drive them to any province in Mongolia."

Zhou Xueman hurriedly said: "We are in Ulaanbaatar."

Orgler smiled and said, "It is easier to go to Ulaanbaatar and the road is wider. I promise that after you get on the bus, you will be able to go to Ulaanbaatar within a day. By the way, what business are you two going to do? I have everything here and I can provide it to you. For Mu Ren's share, I won't ask for your money."

Zhou Xueman and Zhang Haotian looked at each other, and Zhang Haotian said, "Oh, we heard that Mongolia is very good at doing business, so I want to go over and take a look first."

Orgler nodded, glanced at Zhou Xueman, and then stared at Zhang Haotian and said, "Brother, you have nothing to do in the past, but it's different to bring a fairy-like woman. Mongolians are more barbaric than our mainland, and beauties are naturally not as good as Han people. I'm afraid you will encounter some provocations. Be careful. I think you are also a man. Don't lose your wife or even lose your life for the sake of doing business."

When Zhou Xueman heard that Orgler actually said that he was Zhang Haotian's wife, he suddenly turned red. However, knowing that he was with Zhang Haotian was easy to misunderstand, and there was no intention to refute it. So he looked out the window silently, and Zhang Haotian thanked him repeatedly for his reminder.

Not long after, the door of the private room opened, and an old man in a black Mongolian robe, who was thin and fifty or sixty years old, bowed to Orgler.

Orgler pointed to him and said, "This is that Risong, my old friend, Mr. Li, Miss Chen, just follow him, he will let you reach your destination smoothly."
Chapter completed!