There were floating corpses floating on the river, the white skeleton was washed by the current of the water and was extremely bright, and under the reflection of the sun, the silver light became a little dazzling, and a black crow was standing on top of this corpse, from time to time from the river beside him to pick up a trace of carrion.

Carefully glanced at the children who were bathing or some plump women around them, of course, there was no shortage of shirtless men, and the women were only covered with a thin veil, and people were bathing holyly as usual, even if there was an occasional floating corpse carrying a crow floating around, no one felt that there was anything wrong with it.

Hill and Li Ruochan were walking on the bank of the Ganges River, looking at such an unexpected exotic scene, they suddenly felt a little repulsed by the task of finding the fragments of the bronze stele, but the task they had accepted was impossible to regret!

However, they all maintained the same tacit understanding to enter such a river to salvage a small bronze stump, and resolutely did not go into the water, although Hill wanted to see Li Ruochan's underwater style, but the rotting corpses floating on the river and a little mourning clothes had smoothed out his little bit of caution.

"This is the Holy River? The holy river of Hinduism? Hill finally couldn't help complaining, this place really doesn't meet the aesthetics of your son.

"Yes! This is the sacred river of Hinduism, the miracle of the legendary goddess Shiva, in which Hindus believers believe that bathing in it washes away their sins. Li Ruochan replied that she had actually heard that the Ganges was heavily polluted and that the Indian government had a plan to clean up the Ganges, but had to abandon it under the pressure of Hindu rejection and lack of funds.

"Let's go! Go up and have a look! Li Ruochan looked at the high platform on the bank of the river and said.

Hill stopped and scanned the water, he thought to himself that a character like himself was usually a flood of blessings, if he accidentally aimed at a bronze fragment on the surface of the Ganges River, then this task would be beautiful, but after hearing Li Ruochan's voice, he still set his eyes on the high platform on the bank.

There is an ancient temple on the high platform, and a large Buddha character is written on the courtyard walls on both sides of the temple, and a pile of dry firewood has been placed in front of the temple, and a corpse wrapped in white cloth is placed on the top of the firewood. The firewood was surrounded by four or five Buddhas, who had broad faces, broad noses, thick eyebrows, broad lips, and kind eyebrows.

After a pair of women held the fire and lit the firewood, the whole Buddhist temple sounded the sound of the Buddha, the Buddha sound ended, the firewood was extinguished, a monk knelt very reverently in front of the ashes, and then got up, stepped on the hot ground, held a square cloth with silver light, the remaining white skeleton of the corpse was gently covered on it, the fingers of both hands held a corner, and with a slight flick, the silver cloth close to the side of the monk's arms just passed under the bones, and the cloth on the bones just formed a U-shape, The whole body of the skeleton was brought out of the fire.

The relatives who were standing on the side suddenly knelt down, holding a yellow pottery urn in their hands, with a large mouth, a thin neck, and a thick body.

The monk uttered the Buddha's name, and then chanted the "Sutra of Passing Away". The bones in the cloth were gently closed by the monks, and the thin ashes slowly flowed into the pottery urn in front of the relatives from the opening under the cloth.

Li Ruochan said to Hill suddenly: "The deceased was a civilian, and the bones were burned with kerosene, and the container for the bones was an earthen pottery urn. ”

Hill looked at Li Ruochan, who was serious, and suddenly asked, "What if it's a nobleman?" What's the difference? ”

Li Ruochan replied: "If it is a nobleman, the corpse is burned with sandalwood oil, and the ashes are gathered in a clay pot made of black lacquer. ”

Hill had a teachable expression on his face, but his eyes were looking at the monk's head not far away, Florence did not believe in Buddhism, so this was his first contact with a monk, so he was naturally a little curious.

"Let's go, keep up!" Li Ruochan said suddenly, and Hill realized that the Dharma had ended, and Li Ruochan had already left with the two relatives.

On the side of the Ganges, under the temple, above the steps.

A slightly darkened boy held a yellow pottery urn in his hand, and a woman followed the child, both of whom looked at the holy river in front of them.

The boy slowly knelt down, and the woman knelt down beside him, and they looked at the lake in front of them with reverent eyes, and the people who were still bathing in it came out of the water and returned to the shore, and everyone began to bow down to the Ganges.

The boy slowly stood up, he put his small hand into the pottery urn, gently grabbed a handful of ashes, and then stretched out his hands to the sky above the river, suddenly the wind rose, the wind drove the ashes between the boy's fingers to fly to the Ganges water, and the Ganges water drove the ashes to the unknown.

"Close your eyes and feel it!" Li Ruochan said suddenly, his tone was a little hurried, and Hill hurriedly did so.

The elements in the air seemed to change, it was the wind element, the wind element was slowly converging, then the water element, and the water element began to move violently in one direction, and there was a gray element, which seemed to have a dead silence, an element that seemed to have never been touched.

That particular element began to slowly sink to the bottom of the water, and then the water element began to slowly change, dividing up and down, and the upper layer of water was still flowing downstream, while the lower layer of water, which people could not see, was slowly flowing upstream in the opposite direction.

Soon after, this particular phenomenon of water flow stopped, Hill's eyes were full of surprise, such a phenomenon seemed to go against the natural routine of the Ganges water, he looked at Li Ruochan on the side, her eyes did not seem to have much sense of surprise, her eyes seemed to reveal a sense of confusion, that feeling seemed to reveal a sense of memory.

"Paranormal!" Li Ruochan came back to his senses and said.

"Well, it's a supernatural phenomenon that ordinary people can't feel at all, and even we don't deliberately feel the direction of the Ganges." Hill said.

"Yes! This particular direction of water flow at a specific time seems to be a bit unusual! Do you think it will have something to do with the bronze shards? Li Ruochan said with some skepticism.

"Possibly, though, how do you think about feeling the change in the elements?" Hill seems to want to know more about this question.

"The direction of the flow of ashes!" Li Ruochan said, and then added: "When the cremation in the temple is carried out, the direction of the flame is pointing to the lower reaches of the Ganges, and when the boy throws the ashes into the water of the Ganges, the ashes are floating towards the upper reaches of the Ganges. Of course, there is another point, which she did not say, which is an intuition that comes from the wind, from the subconscious feeling of the wind.

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