Sure enough, I saw several half-old children kneeling next to the corpse, holding the earthen jar in their hands to the stream, kneeling on the ground, reaching into the pool of water and drawing half a pot of water, and after getting up, they walked to the side of the wooden bed and put it on the ground.

At this time, the dancing wizard stopped his movements, walked back to the wooden plank of the corpse, pulled out a willow branch from behind him, dipped some water from the earthen pot, and gradually sprinkled it from the top of his head to the feet of the corpse, but this time, he sang with the voice of the male duck, and the song was very sad, but the content was not understood.

Yang Xianmao was very curious when he heard this, turned sideways, and asked Jima, "What is he singing?"

"This is a corpse washing song, and corpse washing is a custom of our people. It is a song sung by cleaning the corpse after a person has died. I only know the general meaning of this song, but I don't know how to sing it, and most people are not allowed to sing it. ”

"Do you know these people?"

"I know, but they are not from our village, they are from the village that has crossed a mountain, and there is no stream water in their village, only well water, and our villages within a radius of ten miles want to buy and wash the corpses, and they all come down from this pool of water. I didn't expect it to happen today that they came to buy the corpse. ”

Yang Xianmao didn't say anything, but muttered in his heart that since everyone from all over the country has to come to this place to buy and wash the corpse, it is really a bit unlucky to bring me here.

Although he didn't say that, his non-speaking expression made Jima guess what he was thinking, and gently leaned into her ear and exhaled, and said, "This place is called Moon Lake, I heard that the Moon God will appear in this pool of water when people are asleep, and we worship the Moon God the most, so we should use the pool water here to wash the corpse." I brought you here, and I am here to be nice to you, just to let the moon bless you and me, and be together for the rest of your life. ”

Yang Xianmao chuckled in his heart, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Didn't you say that you Yi people and husbands can't live together, and you have to leave at dawn?"

"But you are Han, not Yiren, you don't have to abide by the rules of Yiren, I really want to abide by the rules of your Han people, follow you, just like your Han daughter-in-law, and be together for the rest of your life. ”

If other men listen to this sentence, they will definitely be particularly moved in their hearts, but in Yang Xianmao's heart, there is only tightness and panic, because people with five disadvantages and three deficiencies cannot have a wife and concubine in their lifetime, so it is absolutely impossible to give Jima any name. If you want to become a husband and wife with him like a Han woman, the ending is only tragic.

Seeing Yang Xianmao's stunned expression, Jima laughed, kissed him lightly on the cheek, and said, "Teasing you, seeing how scared you are, I won't leave our Yiren tribe to go to the place where you Han people are intrigued, I am definitely not happy, it is better to guard our children here for the rest of their lives, if you want to think of me, come to see me, my body is only for you for the rest of my life." ”

Yang Xianmao's heart was shocked, this short and shining relationship made him feel an inexplicable guilt and melancholy, so he turned sideways and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Jimma was agitated, turned around sharply, and hugged him tightly. And this move was a little bigger, causing the branches to shake the whole way, and this time the people under the tree immediately appeared, and the middle-aged man shouted and asked, "Who?

Yang Xianmao's heart sank, and he didn't know what would happen if he disturbed their ritual, but Jima stuck out his tongue, pressed her mouth, waved his hand, signaled that he didn't need to speak, and then leaned out and shouted below, "It's me, I sleep on it." What are you doing? Are you washing corpses? I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming today, so I came up to sleep. ”

The middle-aged man below heard her voice, although he was carrying the moonlight on his back and couldn't see his face clearly, he could also determine her identity, and said a little unhappily, "It's Jima, why did you come here to sleep? My sister has passed away, and I bought water here to wash her body, so you better hurry down and leave." ”

Jimma said, "Ah, how did she die? I saw her the other day. ”

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Yes, it's so decent, and suddenly crazy." After inviting the mage to see it, he said that he had provoked the mountain god and had fallen into evil. I did the Dharma, but it didn't work, and I still died. Alright, don't talk about this, come down and leave, don't disturb us to wash the corpse. ”

Jimma agreed, saying, "I'll come down right away, sorry, sorry." With that, Xi Xi Suo Suo began to get dressed, and at the same time leaned into Yang Xianmao's ear and whispered, "You just lie on here, don't make a sound, and I'll come back after they leave." ”

Yang Xianmao nodded slightly, it was indeed a little inappropriate to go down by himself at this time.

Jimma quickly descended down the trunk to the bottom of the tree, and after giving a salute, he said, "Offended, I'm leaving." ”

Jimma was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly heard the cold voice of the wizard behind him say, "There is another person on the tree, you two did that kind of thing on the tree, and you two collided with the corpse, and then caused evil consequences, and you two will be responsible." ”

As soon as he heard this, Shama's face immediately changed drastically, and he asked the wizard urgently, "What kind of evil consequences will it cause?"

"The light ones become corpses, and the heavy ones become powerful ghosts, taking people's lives and going to Huangquan!"

Shama was even more frightened, and asked in a panicked manner, "What should I do then?"

"Call the man down first, and ask the two of them to wash the body of the deceased themselves, so as to dissolve the anger of the deceased. Otherwise, once the corpse changes, not only a few of us will die here, but also your family will not escape death. ”

Shama nodded again and again, and immediately raised his head and shouted at the bird's nest above, "That kid above, hurry down and wait for the mage to deal with it!"

Yang Xianmao heard that the people below already knew that they were in the bird's nest above, and they couldn't hide, so they could only go down. So, too, he quickly got dressed and slowly descended down the trunk to the bottom of the tree.

Shama is from a neighboring village, and he didn't participate in the moon banquet in this village where Jima and them are tonight, so he doesn't know Yang Xianmao, and stares at Yang Xianmao viciously and shouts angrily, "Who are you? It seems that you are a Han person, how did you come to our village? How did you trick Shama into coming here to do such a trivial thing? Hurry up, otherwise, I will kill you!"

Jima hurriedly said, "Uncle Shama, don't worry, this Yiwen Daoist is a distinguished guest invited by the beggar brother, you must not be rude." ”

Sha Ma couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at each other with a few of his children, they also heard that the village here is holding a moon feast, this kind of moon banquet will only be held when distinguished guests come, but they didn't expect it to be the Taoist in front of them.

Shama said, "Even if he was a distinguished guest and washed my daughter's body, there must be an explanation. I'm not afraid even if I go to the beggar leader, you have to obey the mage's arrangement, otherwise, once my sister's corpse changes, everyone will be killed. You must know that my daughter died after being hit by evil spirits, and the evil qi did not dissipate in her body, which is very terrible. You say yes, don't you? ”

The mage didn't speak, just stared at Yang Xianmao with a gloomy face.

Jimma was also in awe of the mage, and immediately looked at the mage nervously and said, "We didn't mean to, we didn't know that you were coming to wash the corpse today, otherwise we wouldn't be here." Master, what do you say we can do to make amends. ”

The mage kept staring at Yang Xianmao, and after a long time, he slowly exhaled and said, "You need to complete the corpse washing procedure in the back, so that the deceased will forgive you, so that the corpse will not be transformed." ”

When Jimma heard this, he couldn't help but scream, and said with a bitter face, "Is there any other way?"

You know, having a young woman wash a corpse is almost unacceptable to any woman, even if she knew the deceased.

The wizard shook his head and said, "There is no other way, you can only do this, otherwise once the corpse is transformed, it will be terrible." ”

Yang Xianmao has come into contact with countless corpses, and often dissects corpses, so there is no problem of being afraid of corpses at all, besides, if it is really because of the incident with Jima just now that it collided with other people's funeral ceremonies, it should indeed be made up. So he nodded and said, "No problem, leave it to me, I'll wash it." You tell me what to do. ”

The wizard said, "You two must wash together, and you can't do it alone, because it was the two of you who collided with the dead." Washing the body is also very simple, when I do it, you use the clay pot to pour it on the body, scrub the body from head to toe, until there is not even a trace of dirt to achieve the goal, and then cover the deceased with a clean sheet. ”

Yang Xianmao nodded, walked over, picked up a jar of water, and said to Jima, "You come to water, I'll clean it." ”

Only then did Jima breathe a sigh of relief, if he just poured water on the corpse, it wasn't a big problem, and he could do it head-on. So, he walked over, took the water urn from Yang Xianmao's hand, looked at the mage and said, "Let's start then." ”

The wizard continued to dance and dance, and continued to sing the song of washing the corpse. The sons and daughters of the deceased brought water from the pool in earthen jars and handed them to Gemma. Jimma slowly poured water on the corpse. Yang Xianmao wiped the corpse with a clean handkerchief.

The corpse was so thin that it was a skeletal shelf, and it couldn't even touch the muscular buttocks.

Yang Xianmao carefully observed the patient's physical condition while washing. He now that the cause of the deceased's death was a little strange, but at the moment the wizard was doing it, and it was difficult to ask, so he continued to wash the body carefully.

The whole ceremony lasted for a full hour, I don't know how many times I poured water, scrubbed repeatedly, until the wizard who was doing the practice by the pool ended the practice, sat on the ground paralyzed, panting, and said heavily, "It's okay!" Yang Xianmao stopped washing the corpse, and pulled a white cloth sheet to cover the corpse.

Jimma breathed a sigh of relief and said to Shama, "When we're done, can we go?"

Shama looked back at the wizard sitting on the ground. The wizard nodded, and Shama said to the two of them in a deep voice, "Let's go, I hope my sister has forgiven you and will not be transformed." ”

Yang Xianmao pondered for a moment and said, "I want to ask, before your daughter died, did she have severe headaches, nausea and vomiting?"

Sha Ma was a little strange, looked at Yang Xianmao and said, "How do you know?"

"How long has this symptom lasted?"

"For about half a month, I asked the mage to come and see, I thought it was a cold, but it didn't work for a few days, but the pain became worse and worse. After the mage channeled, he learned that my sister had contracted evil and wanted to exorcise her. Unfortunately, the result was ineffective, and the vomiting symptoms became more and more severe, I had to vomit several times a day, vomit whatever I ate, and I couldn't eat anything at all. After another month or so, the skinny man was skinny and bone-lining, and the mage said that the evil qi was too strong to recover, and he died within a few days. ”

Yang Xianmao nodded, didn't ask again, and turned to leave.