In everyone's hearts, there was a chill in their hearts, the weird Qingyan clan, the weird salt burial, and now there was this weird wailing and curse, no matter how it was very uncomfortable.

That's not a good thing.

The expedition team was less than 30 meters away from the puddle, and could see the movements of those people and the rituals of those people relatively clearly.

They can also be heard clearly.

Moreover, the other party should also be able to see the members of the expedition team.

But as Gao Dayu said, this strange race did not have any contact with the scientific expedition team at all, and after a series of pious prayers, mournful worship, and a series of trivial matters, several strong men wearing masks and wearing linen and filial piety used special forks to try to press the floating corpses into the salt cave.

Moreover, these strange people began to artificially seal salt caps on top of the puddles, and wanted to reseal the people who had just been buried in the puddles.

Yi He frowned, lowered his voice and said, "Team Gao, can you let them help find Huaisen, aren't they? They are native, there should be some special methods." ”

Gao Dayu showed a very jealous look on his face, and said in his mouth: "It's best not to disturb them, this is a group of completely unreasonable and unreasonable people, once we talk to them, what will happen, it is really difficult to say." ”

Li Bingtian took a deep breath and said: "Xiao He, it's best not to make extraneous branches, don't understand the language, don't understand the customs, if we rush to participate, I'm afraid it will be rampant, they have already discovered our existence, and it is estimated that they are even more dissatisfied with our appearance, once we talk to them at this time, we will ...... at that time."

Before Li Bingtian's words were finished, Zheng Ya stood up from his side, with a pious smile on his face, put one palm on his chest, and walked forward slowly, and sang a very old ballad in his mouth, which actually corresponded to the ballad in the mouths of the people who were paying tribute in front of him.

Gao Dayu shouted in a low voice: "Zheng Ya, what are you doing?"

Li Bingtian grabbed him, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Let him go, he seems to know some special ways of communication." ”

Yes, when Yihe talked about salt burials, Zheng Ya had already found relevant memories from the memory of his ancestor Zheng Guan, when his ancestors were crisscrossing the Silk Road, he did come into contact with the Xianbei Salt Clan, and there was also a friend who was a very important member of the Xianbei Salt Clan.

It was precisely that year when that friend's relatives died, Zheng Guan was invited to participate in the funeral ceremony as a celebrator, so Zheng Guan did know some rules of the Xianbei Salt Clan, and he also knew how to bless himself at this time.

"Nai He Bridge, Nai He Bridge, Nai He Bridge in front of Nai Ho, Wangxiang Terrace Forget the River Water, Sansheng Stone Sells Meng Po, Nirvana Falls in Love with the Devil, Floating Life is Like a Dream and a Dream ......"

When Zheng Ya's low and pious voice sounded in the air, there was a sudden silence among the Yan clan team over there, and then one of the eldest, replied softly with a few words in his mouth.

Zheng Ya joined together a few more times, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the ethnic heritage of the Xianbei Yan clan is quite good, thousands of years later, the customs still have not changed much, Zheng Ya's singing and blessings have been recognized by the funeral procession, and finally, everyone can communicate with each other.

Very reverently, Zheng Ya introduced himself according to the customs in his memory, of course, in the language in the memory of his ancestors, in that way, Zheng Ya spoke quite slowly, and expressed his tongue twisted, after all, Zheng Ya is not particularly familiar with this very peculiar language.

Zheng Ya's introduction made Gao Dayu, who was in the audience, stunned for a while, and when he translated it to Li Bingtian and Yi He, his face was also weird, Zheng Ya's self-introduction had a serious suspicion of boasting.

Zheng Ya is indeed like this, because in the memory of the ancestors, the Xianbei Yan clan attaches great importance to the identity of the celebrants who appear by chance, and the special participants in the funeral of their relatives.

In the hearts of the members of the Xianbei Yan Clan, the ancestor was Wenqu Xing descended to earth, Wuqu Xing was reincarnated, and his identity was obtained, representing the stars in the sky.

Zheng Ya compared the gourd to draw a scoop, and introduced himself quite politely: "I am Zheng Ya of Zhang City, Hunan Province, in the 2016 national college entrance examination, fortunately, won the national science champion, and now studies in the top universities in China, equivalent to the National University of Science and Technology of Guozijian, and now encounters the sacred salt grain etiquette, and specially came to bless ......"

Gao Dayu felt that this self-introduction was really a bit of a princess selling melons.

But what made Gao Dayu feel strange was that the other party actually liked Zheng Ya's set very much, after Zheng Ya introduced himself, it was obvious that the Yan people were immediately impressed by Zheng Ya and were very respectful.

Hearing Gao Dayu's introduction and seeing Gao Dayu's puzzled look, at this time when Zheng Ya was communicating with the Xianbei Yan Clan, Li Bingtian suddenly pointed directly at Zheng Ya, lowered his voice and said to Yi He: "Xiao He, I've seen this plot!"

Yi He was stunned for a moment, and asked in his mouth, "What did you say?"

Li Bingtian said in a low voice: "It's the reincarnation of the champion you are very disgusted with, yes, it's the book written by the pot, and there is a record of the Tang Dynasty Zhuangyuanlang participating in the funeral of the Xianbei Yan clan, it seems that there are really lyrics, that is, these few words sung by Zheng Ya." ”

Yi He was slightly stunned, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face, and he said, "Professor Tian, do you mean that Zheng Ya has come to the Qaidam Basin to investigate in order to write a book?"

Li Bingtian shook his head: "That's not very likely, but Zheng Ya may really have consulted a lot of information, otherwise he wouldn't be so comfortable now." ”

Yi He was silent for a while, and said in his mouth: "After a thousand years, some customs in the Tang Dynasty and the current are completely different, Zheng Ya uses the current customs to describe the history of the Tang Dynasty, which is completely irresponsible!"

Li Bingtian was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "This is not necessarily, it is ......not necessary that the ethnic habits of the Xianbei Yan clan are maintained very well."

Yi He pouted: "That possibility is quite small, unless this is a very closed and stubborn nation." ”

Gao Dayu interjected on the side: "Professor Yi, you are right, the Qingyan clan is the kind of national character you said, closed and stubborn, and ordinary people can't get close to it at all." ”

Yi He's eyes widened, and his mouth still didn't believe it: "The possibility of a thousand years of unchanged is too small, as far as I know, the habits of many nations will be turned upside down after a hundred years, and they will remain unchanged for thousands of years, hehehe......"

Whether Yi He believes it or not, ahead, Zheng Ya is already beginning to communicate with them according to the folk customs of the Xianbei Yan Clan.

Scholars are indeed very good sometimes, but once scholars can't open their minds and always dig into the horns, they may make some habitual mistakes when the time comes.

For example, now, Yihe is actually unconsciously on the road of archaeology, and has entered a kind of empirical error.

Zheng Yazhen understands the rules of the Yan tribe, and the Yan tribe has not changed much in thousands of years.

Of course, the fundamental reason why Zheng Ya stood up to show favor to the Yan clan was that the funeral of the Yan clan itself was very taboo to be buried together, and it was very likely that Wei Ming Huaisen was buried together.

After expressing deep condolences, Zheng Ya immediately euphemistically explained his point of view: "One of my companions accidentally stumbled and fell into the salt cave, I am deeply ashamed and uneasy, and at the same time very anxious, for fear that your ancestors will be harassed by us, and I am also very worried about whether there will be any safety problems for my companions. ”

What? Where this bird doesn't poop, there is a thing of being buried together? The funeral procession was taken aback, this is another big event that is closely related to their own fortunes.

After nervously communicating with Zheng Ya, sure enough, they decided to find a way to find out the unlucky ones who were buried together by chance to ensure the peace and undisturbed peace of their ancestors.

Under the command of the old man, several strong men wearing masks began to explore the salt cave with special tools in their hands, constantly hooking, and after a while, one of the strong men cried out with a little excitement in his mouth: "I have hooked a soft thing." ”

All the funeral processions, including the members of the scientific expedition team on Zheng Ya's side, suddenly perked up.

Knowing that there is little hope, there is still a trace of prayer in everyone's hearts, hoping that Huaisen will be fine, hoping that Huaisen will just fall into an environment where he can survive......

The three strong men took out their hooks together, hooked the target, and pulled out the salt cave, everyone looked at it, and couldn't help but feel miserable in their hearts, sure enough, it was Huaisen, who had been dead for a long time.