The Hopi are proud of their coffin-making culture, not a burial culture, and just as blacks can sing and dance, most of the Indians are ingenious. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Traditional Indian settlements are still preserved in many parts of North America, such as the Rocky Mountains, where several such tribes are hidden.

The Hopi are equally ingenious, and the most important subjects for their children to go to school are not geography, not mathematics, not English or nature, but carving and handicrafts.

In their opinion, this is the craft that can rely on eating, and they will learn and study from childhood to adulthood, and their skills are naturally superb.

The eclectic coffins of the Hopi tribe are a way to reflect the hobbies and actions of the owner during his lifetime.

Seeing that they were interested, the sheriff took them to the coffin workshop for a visit.

The workshop is in a large shed, and dozens of men and women are busy working in it.

There are many steps to make a coffin, some of which need to be made in the open air, and the large shed is supported by a tree trunk as a support, which is very well ventilated.

"This is to ensure the stability and corrosion resistance of the coffin, and we need to paint and tung oil layer by layer when we make it, and we have to rely on the sun and wind to speed up their drying. The chief of justice introduced.

There is a warehouse next to the workshop where many coffins are parked.

Supposedly, this kind of place is like a morgue, it should be eerie and terrifying.

But after Li Du went over to take a look, he found that it was not like a place to park coffins, but like an art warehouse, and there were no coffins in it that he knew, but all handicrafts with different styles and brilliant colors.

The sheriff continued: "If you look at these coffins, you will know who their owners are. ”

The outermost one is a big fish, like a big tuna magnified tenfold.

Pointing to the wooden fish, he said, "Look at this, this is the coffin of the Vanillère-Nampaijo brothers, who are very fond of fishing, and every time he goes to the Colorado River, he returns with a full load. ”

"Is there tuna in the Colorado River?" asked Lidu.

Although he was unfamiliar with fishing, he also knew that tuna was a precious marine fish that could not be found in freshwater rivers.

"No, no, it was Vanielle who caught a bluefin tuna in the ocean outside of Los Angeles and made it to the newspapers and on television to bring glory to our tribe," the sheriff explained. ”

In addition to the tuna, there is also a coffin in the image of a gray wolf lying on the ground.

"This is the coffin that the Kaquapateva brothers prepared for themselves, his nickname is the Wolf Hunter, and he once hunted six wolves on a hunting operation, which is the thing he is most proud of. ”

"Can you tell what this coffin is? A multi-bone card, its owner is a wizard, and can communicate with the gods through the multi-bone card......"

"You may not have seen this kind of projector, our tribe used this to show movies in the earliest days, and its owner was the tribe's film projectionist, a good man......"

In this way, the chief of justice introduced the coffin, and the two got to know the owner of the coffin.

At the end of the tour, Hans asked, "Man, how's it going, is their coffin very distinctive?"

Li Du sincerely admired: "Yes, it's great, but we can't get it, you see, they are all customized, there is no superfluity." ”

"Besides, even if there is a surplus, it is not easy to take it away and sell it, we have to find someone who happens to like a certain coffin style to sell it. He added.

Hans said frustratedly, "Yes, it would be nice if we could get a chance to cooperate with the Hopi, we will take the order and let them order it." ”

It's a way to get rich, but it doesn't work.

Hans mentioned it vaguely behind him, and the sheriff shook his head and refused: "The ancestors left a rule, we can only make coffins for the people of the tribe, not for others, otherwise it will anger the god of the dead and make our tribe not live in peace." ”

When it comes to tribal rules and theology, there's nothing to talk about, unless they can convince the entire tribe to change their culture, which is impossible.

Seeing their expressions of regret, the sheriff smiled slyly and said, "If you can convince your two big men to stay in our tribe, I can find a way to get you a coffin." ”

Now it was Li Du's turn to refuse: "No, no, I'm sorry, chief, we can't do it, they already have a family and won't stay here." ”

The sheriff said regretfully: "Well, I really like those two awesome guys, if they are willing to stay, I can let my two daughters marry them." ”

Hansbee regretted that this was a good opportunity to make money, and if he obtained the agency rights of the Hopi to make coffins, then he could make a lot of money.

There are also many statues, weavings and other handicrafts in the house of the chief of justice, which he placed in a mess and threw them everywhere.

In the afternoon, there was nothing to do, so he asked the two of them to look at their own things casually to see if there were any interested and willing to trade.

In this way, Li Du released the little flying insect, and as soon as the little flying insect came out, after habitually circling his hand, he immediately flew to a table and got into the drawer.

Through the vision of the little flying insect, Li Du saw what attracted it, it was a glove-like thing, the appearance was all green rust, and it was randomly thrown among several bronze sculptures.

He opened the drawer and looked at it, the glove should be made of copper, and the green rust on the exterior is patina, which looks like it has existed for a long time and is full of age.

Seeing that the little flying insect was so interested in this copper glove, Li Du became even more interested in it, he didn't know what era it was, but it should be worth buying.

Considering the shrewdness of the chief of justice, he had to use a roundabout tactic, so he first picked up the copper plate next to the copper hand and asked, "How can this thing be traded?"

Sure enough, the sheriff perked up and said, "Oh, child, you really have a vision, you have picked a treasure, do you know what it is? This is a prophecy stone!"

"What is it prophesying?" asked Li Du.

The chief of peace had a solemn face: "Only the gods know what the content is, but according to the research of our tribal wizards and leaders day and night, we also have some understanding of the content......"

Then, the old man's expression became mysterious: "This is an ancient prophecy that has been around for tens of thousands of years, and it contains prophecies about the origin, history and future of mankind, and this is the treasure of our tribe, so ......"

"So don't deceive my brother," said Hans, rolling his eyes, "the true prophecy stone is outside in the wilderness, a large stone tablet, the contents of which have long been made public. ”

The old man argued, "Yes, but you can't take it! I'm a copy of this plate to scale, and I don't really want anyone to take it, because it's a treasure!"

Li Du didn't want to listen to their nonsense, so he asked directly: "If I want to take it away, what do I need to trade?"

The sheriff said, "A cell phone!"