Strings fell from the top of the cave, and the high ladders slowly stretched to the bottom of the cave, and the Shaha villagers slowly came to this familiar and unfamiliar cave with torches and flashlights one after another, they scattered around, looking at each other, they marveled at the ancient culture of the ancestors in the cave, Tan Shaoxuan helped a white-haired Shaha old man to come to the stone mural.

The white-haired old man sighed after seeing the mural.

"This is the origin of our Shaha Miao tribe!"

The white-haired old man pointed to the mural on the wall and said to everyone.

"You see, we Miao people have our own writing a long time ago, this little man with wings is our mother butterfly, and this little man who kneels under the tree is our first ancestor to come here. ”

After everyone listened, they all knelt down one after another, and then the white-haired old man pointed to the mural and continued.

"But why would Mother Butterfly guide her twelve ancestors to different places? It's a puzzle!"

"Because they are guarding a secret, a secret of the Miao people, because in that ancient era, the Miao people mainly danced with sacrifices, now called Miao opera, to convey the secret of this metaphor, and our archaeological community called them the guardians of the ancient language of Miao witch opera, referred to as the opera speakers. ”

In the distance, a young man who answered the call slowly walked down the stairs, and Tan Bin, the captain of the criminal police, hurriedly introduced with a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the best and youngest historical archaeologist in our country, and he has studied the history and culture of the Miao people in various regions. ”

A handsome young man in a white coat and square glasses appeared in front of everyone with a group of archaeological team members.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Tang Hao, graduated from the Department of Archaeology of Harvard University, is the national archaeological team, this landslide accidentally appeared a mysterious cave, the old man of the village notified us as soon as possible, and personally ran to the county here to get in touch with us, but unfortunately I saw his old man..."

Before Tang Hao finished speaking, he took off his glasses and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and he held Tan Bin's hand.

"Captain, please catch the murderer of the old man, so that his old man can go on the road with peace of mind. ”

Tan Bin hurriedly held Tang Hao's hand and said solemnly to Tang Hao and the people present.

"You can rest assured about this, and everyone can rest assured, we will definitely arrest the murderer. ”

At this time, everyone bowed their heads to show their silence to the old man, Tan Bin looked up at his son Tan Shaoxuan, but he didn't look at himself, but climbed the stairs and walked out of the cave.

Tang Hao began to instruct the team members to take out their cameras and notebooks to record and take pictures of the patterns and totems in the cave.

Tan Bin, who was in a daze on the side, knew that the estrangement between him and his son was getting deeper and deeper, so he wanted to find an intermediary to resolve the misunderstanding, so he thought of Huang Bo.

The light in the early morning was particularly dim, Tan Shaoxuan, under the guidance of his grandmother, picked up the body of Miao Amei, who had just put on makeup and was wearing neat new clothes, and slowly put it into the wooden coffin that had just been made, looking at Miao Amei's pale cheeks, Tan Shaoxuan wept, he swore that he must avenge her, because his life was exchanged for Miao Amei's life, this is his promise to Amei, he gritted his teeth and slowly covered the coffin, Huang Bo on the side knew that Tan Shaoxuan was extremely sad, in order to express comfort, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder to show comfort.

A long-handled ** gun was fired into the sky, and groups of coffin bearers were walking on the misty path with the freshly made tree coffins, and the people on both sides of the road were crying, and the breeze was blowing the leaves, and it seemed that the trees were also bent down one after another, screaming for this heavy day.

The yellow paper in the air is flying all over the sky, people's lamentations are sung everywhere, one by one the wooden coffins are slowly falling into the ground, people have sprinkled a little soil on the wooden coffins, welcoming the last journey of the deceased relatives, sealing the soil, Tan Shaoxuan and everyone have covered these coffins with shovels, and carried the small saplings next to the tomb, like the birth of new life, at this time people began to sing, sending away these painful souls.

At noon, the Miao Village Square was very lively, the children's coming-of-age ceremony began, an elder picked up a sickle, shaved the adult head for the children, and after a while, a young man with a beard stood up.

Tan Bin, Tan Shaoxuan, Huang Bo, Tang Hao and other people in the crowd received the most enthusiastic hospitality, the Miao village girls danced for them, the Miao village youth sang for them, the sound of muskets to the sky, the sound of reeds, singing, the sound of the crowd, the sound of the ear, the sound of joy, people thanked the ancient tree for everything brought to the villagers, some are kneeling, some are following behind to prepare to kneel, the grandmothers of the Miao village are weaving clothes with the tree as a totem in the square, and the old people of Miao Village are laughing in the square.

A young Miao man came to Tan Shaoxuan and Huang Bo with a repaired DV camera under the leadership of Xiao Song.

"Hello, my name is Xiaodong, the camera that Zhai Lao commissioned me to repair last time has been repaired, but fortunately, it's not a big problem, and there is no problem with changing the screen and battery. ”

Huang Bo excitedly took the DV camera and jumped up happily, but when he thought of his second uncle, he couldn't help but leave tears, Tan Shaoxuan patted Huang Bo's shoulder to express comfort.

In the end, Tan Shaoxuan, Huang Bo, Tan Bin and his party went to the roadside of Miaozhai Square to prepare to leave under the farewell of Tang Hao and Shaha Zhaimin, at this time, the vehicles of the national archaeological team stopped in front of the square one after another, and Tang Hao and the rest of the team went up to respond.

Huang Bo ran to the square and looked around, but he didn't find his motorcycle, he grabbed his head and talked to himself.

"That grandson stole my motorcycle!"

Tan Bin, who was saying goodbye to the villagers on the side, heard Huang Bo's complaints, and patted Huang Bo's shoulder with a smile.

"You heard that car before you looked for it, right?"

Huang Bo turned around angrily and found that it was Tan Bin, so he immediately showed a smile.

"Uncle, yes! I didn't know that the car thief stole it. ”

"According to the regulations, your car is driving without a license and is detained!"

When Huang Bo heard this, he immediately knelt down and hugged Tan Bin's thigh, as if flattering.

"Don't, uncle, that's my life, I only have that motorcycle except for the eldest and my sister, please drive open." ”

Tan Bin shook his head with a smile and helped Huang Bo, who was kneeling on the ground.

"I didn't deduct it, it was my colleague's traffic police department, and I can't help it. ”

At this time, Tang Hao, who had completed docking with other archaeological team members on the side, heard the conversation between the two and walked over.

"It's very dangerous to drive without a license, so let's do it, you go back and take the motorcycle driver's license test, I'll give you the fee, after the test, I'll go to the traffic police force to tell you about it, let them return the car to you, how about it?"

When Huang Bo heard this, he was full of affection for the young archaeologist, and nodded with a smile.

At this time, Xiao Yong, the criminal policeman who had sent the relevant prisoners to the car, ran in front of Tan Bin.

"Report to the captain, the prisoners are all in the car, and we can go. ”

The archaeologists who had unloaded the archaeological instruments on the side also walked up to Tang Hao and said.

"Director, the exploration instruments have been unloaded, and we are waiting for you to set them up in the cave. ”

After hearing this, Tang Hao picked out his glasses and said to the two of them with a smile.

"Guys, I'm sorry, I'm going to set up the equipment, we'll talk when we have time. ”

"That's okay, Director Tang, you've worked hard. ”

Huang Bo smiled and sighed as he looked at Tang Hao's departing back.

"Being a director at such a young age is really talented!"

Tan Bin looked at his son in the distance, apologized, and then said to Huang Bo.

"Xiao Huang, my son Tan Shaoxuan will be handed over to you to take care of, this child is a bit of a tiger, some things are still a little poor, this is my spare mobile phone, if there is any problem, you can call me directly." ”

Tan Bin took out a mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Huang Bo, who took it with a smile and played with it.

"Then let's go!"

After speaking, Tan Bin and his team members left Shaha Miaozhai Square with the assistance of the local police and the prisoners of Fenghuangmen.

Tan Shaoxuan looked at the ancient Shaha tree in a daze, and seemed to miss Miao Amei again, Huang Bo walked over and patted Tan Shaoxuan's shoulder.

"Boss, what are you thinking? It's time for us to go. ”

Tan Shaoxuan, who came back to his senses, clasped his hands and said.

"I've been wondering where we're going?"

Hearing Tan Shaoxuan's words, Huang Bo slapped his thigh.

"Yes, the evil traffic police have confiscated our means of action, and we can't go far by relying on these eleven roads!"

Tan Shaoxuan knocked Huang Bo's head.

"I said where to go to find Miao Opera at the next stop. ”

"Didn't I hear two Taoist priests say that Xuanyuan Ancient Town has it last time. ”

Hearing Huang Bo's words, Tan Shaoxuan instantly knew where to go next, so he ran quickly to the side of the road outside the square, and Huang Bo also shouted anxiously as he ran.

"Boss, we're really going eleven!"

In this way, the two left Shaha Miao Village, although there are many unknowns and dangers ahead, they believe that the goal of finding the opera speaker and dancing Miao opera has been deeply imprinted in their hearts, and this is the meaning of what they should find.

A few days later, Xiao Song returned to his house, looking at the portrait of his deceased grandfather, tears slowly flowed down, in order to miss his grandfather, he took three pillars of incense and lit it, and suddenly accidentally touched the box on the table and fell to the ground, he inserted incense into the incense burner, bent down and picked up the box on the ground, patted it, opened it slowly, and a rattle that was broken into two and was glued appeared in front of him.