Where does the music come from?

Everyone can't help but be curious.

Liu Wan also heard it, and twisted his head to look around.

The dumb girl did not move, her eyes quietly looked at the crowd opposite, and found that these fishermen were still so quiet, everyone seemed to have been immobilized, standing still solemnly, and only looking at the ice eye in the middle.

The king of fish retracted his gaze and slowly raised his hands in the air, holding a huge plate in his palm, which contained a large cooked fish.

"Daughter-in-law, fish, I want to eat fish. ”

Liu Wan muttered quietly behind him.

The dumb aunt didn't dare to answer him, but just squeezed the cold little hand in her palm.

The eight thick men slowly stirred the thick wooden handles in their hands, and the eight arm-thick hemp ropes creaked and let go, and with the relaxation, the body of the king of fish standing in the ice eye fell a little shorter, and he actually sank into the ice.

The music grew louder and closer, and eight girls in dark robes slowly walked out of the crowd.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on these girls, their robes were so thin that they were almost transparent, and the bright background was depicted with large fish scales, the clothes were tightly sewn, tightly wrapped around a young and mature body, wrapped in a slender and graceful posture, they were like eight delicate mermaids, and the eight young faces shimmered with a peaceful and moving luster, and the music was slowly blowing from between their lips.

"It's so beautiful—" Liu Wan sighed softly.

"It's a shame to be dressed so little-butt tits* are going to be exposed--" Shen'er muttered in the crowd.

The dumb aunt's hand suddenly touched Liu Wan's face, leaned over and smiled, and quietly encouraged: "I have vision, I also think it's so beautiful - a girl's body is already very attractive, isn't there anything wrong with showing beauty to the world?"

These words seem to condemn Shen'er for making a fuss.

Shen'er quietly stuck out her tongue.

Eight fishermen knelt down around the ice eye, and knelt on the ice, and the music in their mouths kept blowing melodiously.

The dumb aunt flashed into the distance, under the huge and deep winter twilight, on a white glacier, a group of black oppressive figures, in front of the cold ice, the shirtless man was sinking to the bottom of the water inch by inch, and the girl in thin clothes sang loudly, this situation and this scene seemed to have some cruelty, but also some beauty.

In order to survive, this group of fishermen is performing a rare ritual in the world, braving the cold and working tirelessly to accept the tests and tribulations of survival;

But from a bystander's point of view, the scene really has a shocking artistic effect, which feels both primitive and crude, sacred and intimate.

She couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, clenched her fists tightly, her eyes fixed on the ice eyes, worried about the fish king, worried about this group of girls, the cold was bone-chilling, he and they were naked, what kind of cold test this had to endure, I hope this ceremony will end soon, and they will not freeze them.

Finally, the man's thick black hair disappeared into the ice, and there was a crisp sound under the ice as his body fell to the surface of the water, breaking the thin ice.

The king of fish fell into the water.

The sound of the girl's music was like a cry, echoing in her ears, round and round.

What is being played in the music, the dumb aunt can't understand it, and Lancao and others can't understand it, it seems to be confiding, praying, grieving, pleading, telling the difficulties and difficulties of the survival of this group.

Whatever it is, there are some things that are common to human beings in the depths of their hearts, like the feelings they feel at the moment.

"Daughter-in-law, will he die?" asked Liu Wan quietly.

The dumb aunt knew he was worried about the fish king.

"I don't know. The river is definitely cold. The dumb girl sighed quietly.

It seems that the king of fish is not easy to do, and under the surface of the scenery, he also has to bear the responsibility that is difficult for ordinary people to do.

Time is lost in the sound of a heartbeat.

A broken moon rose from the dark sky.

Under the clear moonlight, the qiē in front of him is more like a dream.

"May God bless you, the fish god can accept our sacrifice, let our fish king climb the river as soon as possible, it's too cold underwater, don't freeze him-" An old man beside the dumb aunt folded his hands on his chest and muttered slowly in his mouth.

"Heaven willing, the fish god can like our ritual—"

"Bless tomorrow's fishing smoothly and safely—"

More people behind him folded their hands and muttered prayers.

There was a slight fluctuation in the otherwise silent crowd.

The dumb aunt glanced at the old man behind her, "May I ask the old man, how often do you hold such a sacrifice? How long does the king of fish stay in the water every time he goes into the water?"

The old man glanced at the dumb aunt and the others by the whirlwind light, and his white eyebrows drooped on his face showed a sad expression, "The number of sacrifices to the fish god depends entirely on the mood of the fish god, the fish god is happy, give us food, maybe we will not slip the net once we catch a winter, but the fish god is always unhappy Wow, there will be a slippery net every three or five days, and the fish god will have to sacrifice once on the night of the slippery net, otherwise the fish god will be unhappy with his old man, and a greater disaster will befall us!"

This year is not good for the child, in the wax moon we sacrificed nine times in a row to the fish god, into the first month of this is the fifth night sacrifice, alas, according to this, our fish king can not bear it, every time you go into the water at least in the water waiting for the fish god to eat up the sacrifice in his hand before it can surface, if the fish god is unhappy and refuses to eat, then the fish king has to be soaked in the water.

On the night of the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, the king of fish went down from the time of the child, until the time of Yin, we waited and waited, just when we thought that the king of fish must be frozen in the river ice, he slowly floated up, and when we pulled ashore, he passed out, if we did not ask the biggest doctor in the local area to rescue, I am afraid that the king of fish he really will not survive. Alas, thanks to this child's good water nature, if he had changed someone else, he would have died a long time ago - every sacrifice is the fish king who is exchanging his life for all of us to get a harvest - it has been a while tonight, I hope that the fish god and his old man are in a good mood tonight, and can finish the sacrifice early. ”

The dumb aunt glanced behind her, and Lancao quietly reminded: "It will take at least five or six hours from the time of the child to the time of the sun. ”

The dumb aunt pretended to be okay on the surface, but she was greatly surprised in her heart, five or six hours, sleeping in the hot quilt, she must have passed without noticing, but if she soaked in the cold water of the Layue River, what would it be like, she trembled when she thought about it.

She couldn't help but sigh quietly, this sacrificial ritual was actually quite cruel, and every time she was gambling with that man's health and life.

The fish king, the tsundere fish king, has empty eyes, and he can't see a woman in his eyes, it turns out that he has such a terrifying proud capital.

The dumb girl came closer to the old man and overwhelmed her voice, "What does that fish god look like? Have you seen it? What is it, man or fish? Why are you so afraid of him? In fact, is he really so powerful? Can he make you so afraid?"

The old man suddenly waved his hand violently, "Oh, you kid, where did you come from, you don't know how to ask a lot, the fish god is the fish god, the god who is hidden in the water, in charge of the entire warm river world, and naturally also controls the income of our fishermen, how can we not be afraid of him?"

The gray beard trembled, and he didn't want to talk more to the dumb aunt, who was talking nonsense.

The dumb aunt didn't dare to ask more, and took a step back, looking at the strange crowd in front of her.

The voices of the crowd of silent prayers rained down and mingled densely in the night.

The dumb aunt saw that Chang'an, who had been silently following her side, had already folded her hands together, vomiting and babbling something in her mouth, with a respectful demeanor and great devotion.

For some reason, the dumb aunt couldn't help but raise her hands, clinging to her heart, and muttering in her mouth: "Fish God, Fish God, I don't know you, and you don't know me, now I secretly beg you, please hurry up and eat that big fish, let that fish king come out early, he is a good person, can you bear to freeze a good person to death!"

After praying, I thought back to the set of words I had just said, and suddenly I was stupid: The king of fish is a good person? How can I conclude that he is a good person? When did I become worried about a person I didn't know? Even if he really froze to death under the ice, what does it have to do with me?

Suddenly, a sound came from the eye of ice.

The crowd fell silent as if it had been frozen suddenly.

Bang-bang-bang-boom--the sound became louder.

Everyone listened quietly, and a pair of eyes couldn't help but stare at the blood, and they were all looking at the ice eye eagerly.

The melodious and moving music that continued to resound suddenly stopped.

Wow - the crowd burst into cheers.

The eight strong men immediately began to stir the wooden handle, and with a creaking sound, they quickly stirred up the sinking wooden stake from the ice eye, and there was a ** person hanging on the stake.

"Ah, the king of fishes, the king of fishes—"

"The King of Fish has come up safely—"

"The fish god is very happy, so the fish king came up so quickly!"

Cheers were hot in the cold air.

"Vomiting-ah-" Chang'an suddenly jumped and laughed, grabbed Qian'er's hand and didn't lose it, and pulled Qian'er to follow the crowd and laugh.

Someone had already waited with a big quilt on the side, and as soon as the stake came up, he hula and pounced on it, and soon the wet man was taken off and wrapped in a quilt and carried away.

The eight girls in Xuanyi were also taken away.

The whole warm river resounded with cheerful laughter, and everyone's tense feelings relaxed in an instant, and they began to retreat bustling with laughter.

Liu Wan glanced at the ice eye of the black hole behind him, and shuddered, "Daughter-in-law, let's go home too, it's so cold-"

The dumb aunt looked at the figure of the large group of people in the distance, and suddenly sighed, "If it goes on like this, it will destroy him sooner or later, no, you can't toss it like this anymore!"

Qian'er looked at the little grandmother's face, they didn't understand what the little grandmother was sighing about?

Only Lancao pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled softly. (To be continued.) )