The sun is perhaps the hottest after the flood, reaching more than 30 degrees Celsius when it splashes on the river-filled water, and the steaming of the water vapor makes the land stuffy and hot, like purgatory on earth.

I saw a few remnants of soldiers surrounding a piece of high ground, and as the flood receded, more and more corpses emerged from the bottom of the riverbed; But more of them reached the downstream with the waves, and became the nameless floating corpse recorded by Bachu.

"Ah, Marquis!"

Those soldiers were weak enough to greet the arrival of the cliff, they were exhausted by the days of travel, but as the few remaining soldiers in the tribe, they usually stood higher than the common people, and they had to rush to the front when the battle started, and they had to carry it on their shoulders when disaster came.

This place is not far from the tribe, about ten miles or so; The corpses along the road had been buried on the spot in recent days, and there was no need to report it to the cliff, but the situation at this time was not something they could handle casually.

"What's going on?" Biya jumped off the cliff panting, looking at the pile of corpses on the rock coldly, his eyes were piercing, "Why don't you bury the dead quickly?" ”

One of the soldiers replied, "We want to too, but you see ...... Marquis."

The soldier pointed to the rock beneath the group of corpses, which had been washed away by the river without the slightest edge and corner, and was extremely smooth. This is not an unusual stone, but because of its color, everything changes in an instant.

It was a white stone.

The white stone is of great significance to the tribe, not to mention that the Zhenshan stone of Qingcheng Mountain is a huge white stone, if a person of the level of the patriarch or elder dies, the body must be placed on the white stone for seven days before being buried in water or earth. Of course, in order to prevent the corpse from smelling and decomposing, the corpse is smeared with secret herbs.

The meaning of these corpses on the white stone is the same, if they are hastily buried, it is a blasphemy against the gods!

"Damn, how could it be so coincidental?"

As a loyal supporter of animistic beliefs, he must not violate the bottom line; But if they don't collect the corpses, will they just look at the wilderness of corpses?

The Thai were close behind, but they were still exhausted and had to lean on the back of another soldier to go up and down the mountain. Seeing that Biya had a sad face, and was about to ask why, he saw this scene in front of him.

"Shiraishi again?" Taijia looked at the twenty or thirty corpses on the white stone, and was speechless for a while.

"I'm struggling with that...... There's no way they're going to stay here, is it? ”

"Everything is simple, let alone in extraordinary times?" Taijia said softly, "Just bury it, I think the gods will understand." ”

"How can you be perfunctory in dealing with the gods?" A flash of anger burned on his brows, "If everyone thinks like you, the last time Dahong was the punishment of the gods!" ”

"Why are you so pedantic...... "Taijia sighed weakly, "I don't have the strength in my body now, otherwise I will definitely fight you." ”

Bi Ya snorted coldly, and seemed to have made up his mind: "Let's do this for the time being, and then come to collect the corpse in seven days!" ”

"Haven't there been seven days since that day of the great flood? If you have, you can collect it! "Taijia is still admonishing, although there seems to be no parents of his own, but this is the most basic respect for the deceased.

"How do you know that these bodies are not being washed up by the waves today? Don't be fooled! ”

"Ignorance!" Taijia scolded, but he didn't have any strength or ability to change Biya's intentions.

With such a big sun and such a high temperature, after seven days, these corpses would have long since become a carrion corpse full of stench and maggots, isn't this a desecration of the dead?

But he didn't have the strength to say these words.

And at this moment, a burst of pig cries aroused everyone's ideas, first one, then ten, twenty, and more and more, giving people the feeling that there were pigs all over the mountains.

"Son! Son! ”

Led by two pigs, Yiyue, who was in tattered clothes, ran towards the Taijia side with joy, and piles of piglets followed closely behind, shaking their huge buttocks, as if they were always smiling. Pigs are optimistic animals, and when humans are compassionate and compassionate, pigs will retain the most primitive calmness.

The soldier put the Thai armor down, and Yiyue ran to the side of the Thai armor and knelt down tiredly. Looking at their son and looking at their mother, both of them were speechless, only tears in the corners of their eyes, as if they were glad that the gods had finally closed one eye.

"Humph!"

Two old sows are outside, and behind them are a bunch of piglets; Although most of the pigs were washed away by the flood, a small number of them found Yiyue by smelling the smell and led Yiyue to find their way home. Pigs have a much better sense of smell than dogs.

"Mother, what about Father?" Taijia was hugged by Yiyue on his chest and stroked hard, and asked weakly.

"Your father is here!"

A voice sounded behind Yi Yue, but it wasn't a more sound than a more one; Biya raised his eyes, but his brows were furrowed: "Uncolored unicorn, why are you again?" ”

The white unicorn was carrying Geng Wu to this side tiredly, unclothed, seeing the mockery of the cliff, he scolded loudly: "Damn, why can't you make me?" I've been pouring blood mold for eight lifetimes, and I've encountered such a catastrophe! If it hadn't been for that sister, I would have drowned! Lao Tzu will not come to this place in the future! ”

"Then you go back to Shudu, what are you doing when you come back?"

"After all, this sister has a life-saving grace for me, can't she carry her husband's family back to repay the kindness?"

Yiyue and Taijia both smiled when they saw this scene, and fell asleep on the back of the white unicorn even more deeply, everything seemed to be so harmonious, as long as the tribe was re-established, it would be a happy scene......

The Thai Armor is looking forward to the arrival of that day, waiting for the rebuilding of the homeland, and turning the pages of the old page......

……

After many days of exposure, the water level of the entire river has dropped a lot, and people are longing for the baptism of heavy rain for the first time after the catastrophe. However, thanks to the rainstorm, they were able to quickly establish new tribes in a short period of time.

After returning to the tribe, it was confronted with a fat and prosperous wealth, and that day it ran to the mountains early to hide, and lived a happy life; It wasn't until it smelled Yakult that it found the Thai armor and waited obediently in the tribe.

Poor Jian's father was a member of the water soldiers at the time, but because he was swept away by the water, his whereabouts are still unknown. Taijia knew that Poor Jian was uncomfortable, but Yang Jia seemed to feel it, and it had been many days since he heard her terrifying roar.

Looking at that terrifying body, Taijia sighed, is this true love?

But Thaika clearly felt that he was poor and mature, and he also told himself that he would become a loyal supporter of his own construction of the dam, and that he would contribute when that day came!

Right...... He's got this thing to do! He can't back down, he has to build the dam or more people will suffer!

It's something he can do!

Xingfu is fine, the tribe will rescue the children first in the face of disaster, and almost all the children are safe and sound. It's just a pity that Taijia feels a pity that his father Kuishan is fine, he is still at ease, and he often messes around with Gong Chun......

Why can't God take these two bastards away?

The slab house was built quickly, and the tribe, which had lost half of the population, found a new place, much farther away from the Qiang, but the Qiang people still had the idea of the Qiang people's land, looking forward to the merger of the Qiang people. On that day, he saw the corpse of Pi Weng Mountain on the white stone, and his broken arms were extremely easy to recognize; Now that the Qiang people have no leader, it is the best opportunity!

This continued until seven days later, when it was time to collect the bodies......

The few remaining soldiers felt unlucky, why were a few of them still alive and all the others dead? It's good now, let them do whatever the tribe does!

They went down the waterway and saw the white stone they had found that day.

The white stone pattern has not been moved, and the corpse will naturally not be cared for; It's just that after seven days of exposure, these corpses have long been decomposed and stenched; The soldiers couldn't help but feel the acid in their stomachs, and thought that they would bury them quickly.

"Do you smell a stench?"

"What's the nose? Look at me, I don't smell anything! ”

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and dig a hole!"

"Damn, don't think that you can be lazy if you are the captain, there are few people, you can also move for me!"

After more than an hour, they dug a large pit for more than 20 people, forcibly endured the nausea, moved all the corpses into the pit, and finally disposed of all the corpses after two and a half hours.

"Go back, I'm feeling dizzy......"

"I kind of want to throw up ......"

"It's a little nausea, just go home and drink saliva!"

But they don't know what they are causing this time.

Three days later, a terrible plague spread across the river......