Chapter 32 The red line entangles people and does not know how to talk about maple trees

"Huh? What do you think? ”

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"Jinhua?"

"Huh?!" She couldn't stop the horror in her heart, she looked up at He Rong with wide eyes, the red thread was still behind him, she blinked, and then look, the red thread separated from him again, tied to Kublai Khan.

"He Rong." She clenched her fists, looked at the red threads intertwined like a net around her, and called He Rong with some hesitation.

"What's wrong?" He Rong saw that she had a strange expression on her face, and asked with some concern.

"Have you ever seen a red maple tree with a red thread?" She glanced at the red maple tree and lowered her voice.

Seeing her cautious look, He Rong couldn't help but raise his hand and rub the broken hair on her forehead, and couldn't help but smile: "Haven't you been frightened these days?" If you look closely, what's the red line? ”

Jinhua looked at the red maple tree again, the red lines were intertwined, and He Rong's eyes were clear, against this background, she looked at him, and suddenly couldn't speak for a while.

"Haha, I'm probably scared." A smirk disguised his panic.

As far as He Rong's reaction is concerned, he shouldn't have seen the red line, and only she saw the red line! Why could she see the red line between the red maple tree and the zombies, He Rong and the big green snake? What are those red lines?

She had a lot of doubts in her mind, and the original unsolved questions about Kublai Khan now had more questions.

He Rong had already expected her answer, looked at her and smiled, and then asked her from the previous topic: "What did you just want to say?" But what's wrong? ”

Although Jin Hua hesitated in his heart, when he heard He Rong mention it, he took over the conversation and said, "I just want to ask you if you have heard of planting maple trees in front of the tomb, but you have never heard of maple trees planted in the tomb." But what's the implication? ”

He Rong frowned, seemed to be thinking, and said: "Maple tree, the earliest record in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" is that there is a Song Mountain, there is a red snake, and the name is Yu Snake. There is a wood-born mountain, and the name is maple. Maple, the shackles that Chi You have abandoned, are maple. The maple tree has existed since ancient times, but the people in the south worship this tree quite a lot, I heard that there is a custom in Miaojiang, people die, they will plant a maple tree on the grave, which means not forgetting the fairy. Seeing maple trees is like seeing ancestors, but there are also those who put their ancestors in caves, called cave fairies. He Rong said, touching his nose.

"This place we are in is indeed a cave." Jinhua nodded thoughtfully.

He Rong looked at her and shook his head, and denied: "No, your idea is too crazy, how can there be Miao people buried in the north, and the fallen leaves return to their roots, no matter what, the bones always have to be returned to their hometown." ”

"Look at this place, these accumulated coffins, and these zombies. How could anyone be willing to bury their relatives in such a place? He Rong said again.

"Don't you think these people are more like family members?" Jinhua pointed to the row of zombies that had fallen in front of her, and as she spoke, she deliberately stepped forward to point out her findings for He Rong.

Seeing that she had nothing to do, He Rong hurriedly grabbed her and walked along the place she had pointed out, and found that those zombies had a pentagonal gold leaf on their bodies.

There is some truth to what you say. This group of people may belong to a family, but it is a bit far-fetched to be classified as Miao people. He Rong stood up from the zombie lying sideways, and looked at her with a serious look between her eyebrows.

"Why?" Jin Hua looked at him with a serious look and knew that there must be something to say in it.

He Rong walked to her side, with a look of memory on his face, Jinhua Suri rarely saw him have this kind of memory expression, and even he was a little afraid in his memory, and he couldn't help but be a little curious.

He Rong first took a deep breath, then glanced at her and opened his mouth to tell a story.

His story starts with his grandfather's generation, He Rong's ancestral home is in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but his family is traveling all over the world, but this custom started from his grandfather's generation.

It is said that his grandfather learned Xu Xiake to travel all over the world in his early years, happy in the rivers and lakes, and riding horses, because he likes to chant poems against each other, and he is handsome, and the people in the rivers and lakes are also known as the jade-faced scholar Gongzi He.

Once his grandfather met an authentic Miao girl when he was in front of Dujiangyan, Gongzi He saw the Miao girl, for a time as if he met the Nine Heavens Fairy under the earth, after a farewell, he never forgot the Miao girl, seized the opportunity to go around the Dujiangyan, and finally the hard work paid off, Gongzi He hugged the beauty, but he went back to the cottage with the beauty, but was greatly hindered by the beauty's father, I don't know what Gongzi He did, the beauty became He Rong's grandmother.

He Rong paused intentionally at this point.

Jinhua looked at him, curious, and asked, "Does this have anything to do with your grandmother?" ”

He Rong waved his hand and said, "I just stopped to catch my breath, and then I spoke in a hurry." As he spoke, he took out a small water bag from the small bag on his body, twisted the lid, and poured two sips.

Since Jinhua appeared here, the package on her body has disappeared, and now she has not entered a drop of water, and she has not touched a drop of rice. Seeing He Rong drinking water, his mouth became dry for a while, He Rong saw her licking her lips, put down the remaining water to drink, handed it to her, and took out two small packets of compressed biscuits from the package. He opened one pack by himself, and handed the other to Jinhua.

Jinhua took the biscuit from his hand, drank some water, and handed him the water bag. He Rong put away the water bag and began to tell the story again.

He Rong said so much to mention one thing, that is, he went to live in Miaojiang with his grandfather and grandmother when he was a child.

"You don't just want to say that you have lived in Miaojiang for a few days." Jinhua looked at him and shook his head when he saw him.

"Naturally not. I don't know if you've ever heard of a secret technique called corpse exorcism. When He Rong said the word "chasing out corpses", his eyes flashed.

"Chase out the corpse? It's really the first time I've heard of it, and I don't know what kind of corpse expulsion method is? Jinhua replied honestly.

"I really want to know?" He Rong asked her again.

Jinhua nodded, and He Rong's eyes rolled, which was quite inconsistent with the cold image of the past.

"You kiss me, kiss me and sue you." After saying that, he himself was embarrassed again, coughed dryly, and said to himself.

The so-called corpse chaser is a mage wearing Taoist clothes, holding the corpses of those who died in a foreign land with a dementor bell in his hand, leading these dead corpses through the rugged mountain road and returning home for burial. Those mages are also known as corpse chasers, and they are quite common on the Miao Jiang side.

After listening to him, Jinhua looked at the dense and huge zombie group in front of him, and made up the scene of chasing the corpses by himself, and couldn't help but shudder.

He Rong looked at her and said, "So I said, it can't be a Miao person, the Miao people have corpse chasers." ”

Jinhua felt that what he said was amazing, looked at the zombie, sighed, and asked him: "If it is not a Miao person, then what is the point of this red maple tree planted here?" ”

They went back to the original question.

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