I was also shocked when I looked at the bloody thing, it was actually a big king eight, that is, a soft-shelled turtle, the soft-shelled turtle is sacred in the hearts of our northeast fishermen, and it is the same level as the dragon king, and he also set up a temple for him to set up a tablet of turtle immortals.

Ah Gui was a little strange and said to me, "It's a soft-shelled turtle, and it's still half-stretched."

Indeed, it is a turtle with a large basin mouth, but it is only half of its body, and it looks like it has been blown open from the middle, and it is bloody. But it's still alive, and its two paws keep tugging, and it's very worrying to look at.

The fish knelt on the ice, bowed and pleaded with the turtle, and muttered something strange as if he was terrified of something.

Ah Gui didn't understand it very much, so he said that the fisherman pretended to be a ghost, and I saw that the fisherman's face was ugly, so he said to Agui: "You don't understand, it is the river god, the incarnation of the river god."

When Agui heard this, he was a little puzzled, and it was indeed a little ignorant to worship a soft-shelled turtle as a river god, but the fish didn't think so, and after worshipping. Holding the half-stretched soft-shelled turtle in both hands, he gently put it back into the ice cave, and said: "Turtle fairy, your body has suffered, but it is not our fault, you have a debtor and a master, don't embarrass us guys, our host has designated a good sacrifice for you this year, you must bless it." After saying that, the fish bowed his head three more times.

I was tired but I found it interesting and could learn some strange things from the old man's mouth, such as the drought in the Ula River more than 20 years ago, when everyone thought the sky was going to fall, and everyone knelt on the river's edge and prayed to the river god not to punish them.

At that time, there was still some water at the bottom of the Ula River, when everyone was kneeling, they suddenly saw a huge soft-shelled turtle emerging from the bottom of the river, how big the soft-shelled turtle was, and said that the head of the soft-shelled turtle was at least more than 2,000 catties, and it looked like a hill, and people said that it was the river god. Bird Guangyang garbage.

The fish turned his head and said he saw it with his own eyes. That's why he's so religious, he absolutely believes that there is a river god at the bottom of the river.

I think it's rare, I've heard of such a big turtle for the first time, the fish talks very seriously, it doesn't look like it's lying, I don't know if it's exaggerated, but it's not impossible for some creatures to grow to the point of incredible. So I don't need to be suspicious.

I didn't believe it very much, so I said to me devoutly: "That year, the people above were very good at investigating, and as soon as they heard that there was a river god emerging from the bottom of the river, they sent people from above to investigate, armed with pistols, not to catch the river god, but to disperse the crowd of onlookers, but they did not believe in the existence of a river god."

"But as soon as the leader came, he was stupid. Because the river god did exist, they were going down to catch the river god. But the water was dry, and we couldn't get off the boat, and we didn't want them to disturb the river god, so we tried our best to stop it, they had guns, and we also had them, so we confronted each other, and there was a young cadre at that time, who was particularly young, only eighteen years old, and I heard that it was a power grabber, and he said that he wanted to believe in materialism to defeat all cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, so he ignored our opposition and shot at the river god, but the river god was not killed, and a white-haired old man appeared from the back of the river god, and then there was a big flood, and the water gurgled out from the bottom of the river. In a few moments, the Ula River was filled. ”

"At that time, we all knew that it was the river god who appeared and knelt on the ground, but there was a person lying upright on the ground, and when we looked at it, we knew that it was the little cadre, and there was a bloody hole in his chest, as if he had been shot by a gun, and he died at that time, and this matter became a taboo, and it was strictly forbidden for us to preach it, for more than ten years, and people of our generation have seen it, and some older people still tell their grandchildren."

The words of the fish head made me puzzled in my heart, the Ula River is not an inland river, but leads to the Songhua River, how can there be a sudden drought, and how can a white old man come out of the belly of the old turtle, and what happened to the death of that person, is it really a myth, it has been so long, and the specific situation is unknown, I can only listen to it as a story.

I have heard a lot of pimples in the Northeast, but I have heard of turtle fairies for the first time, so I think it is rare, and there are many turtle calves and turtle calves, and turtles want to become immortals, and it is difficult.

I was busy until more than two o'clock in the night, I went back to sleep with Agui, and slept until five o'clock in a daze, I heard the sound of shouting, horses' hooves, and the sound of tractors sounded in my ears, and Agui and I were woken up, looking at the ice surface of the night sky, everyone was in full swing and began to work, the scene was very spectacular.

"There are three or four fishing fleets on the lake, separated by two or three kilometers. There are more than twenty people in each fishing team. ”

Just like a Mongolian tribe, the head of the fishing leader is the leader of this tribe, responsible for the production command and relocation of fishing operations.

Under his command are the second leader of the net, as well as the backbone labor of the net and the ordinary labor called the small stock.

Stock refers to the meaning of one labor, one share.

Each fishing leader starts from a small stock, learns little by little, and then follows the net, leads the net, and finally waits for the skilled and mastered the winter fishing skills before he can be the fishing leader, and only then will he gain the trust of the net. Ice fishing may seem like a simple manual task, but in fact, a series of steps such as ice picking, hooking, spear twisting, stringing, and following the net require a high degree of skill and experience. ”

Everything was ready, and at this moment, a cold wind blew and blew my confusion away, and I shivered, feeling in my heart that something bad was about to happen.

I looked at all the people who were fishing and hunting, lined up, and from the bank of the river came a rather heroic man, followed by two big lamas, very old, I knew that it was the sacrifice that began, and they actually started the sacrifice at five o'clock in the morning in order to prevent the people above from coming to check, which was really pious.

Before the winter fishing of the Wula River, a mysterious ceremony of "sacrificing the river and waking up the net" should be held.

Like the winter fishing in Dabai Lake, it is to worship the river god to bless peace and harvest fishery.

Zhao Da'an changed into Mongolian clothes at this time, and he was cheeky and bearded, which looked quite like that, he stood in front of the lama and smashed the wine bowl to announce the start of the ceremony, and the earth-shaking gongs and drums and roaring Dharma horns suddenly sounded.

Holding a Dharma bell and playing a conch and a horn, he recites sutras with his palms together and recites sutras around an offering table with nine kinds of offerings, nine sticks of sandalwood, a bag full of hata and pine and cypress branches, and a blazing charcoal fire.

The scene was boiling with blood, it was definitely a wild sacrifice, Agui also ran over and mixed with it, but I had an ominous premonition in my heart, I looked around the Ula River, and suddenly, I saw a ghost-like fire densely surrounding from the other side, I thought to myself, sure enough, I still have a ghost.

Zhao Da'an still sacrificed, and the Chama dance danced with it; Fishermen wearing white stubble sheepskin jackets and wide slabs around their waists, and tall horses wearing colorful stripes and hanging string bells and climbing plows full of winter fishing gear entered the sacrificial lake and woke up nets majestically.

The fisherman took up a large wooden bowl full of mellow milk wine in his left hand, recited the words of the lake in front of the holy lake, then knelt on the ice, dipped the wine with the middle finger of his right hand and bounced it to the sky and the ground respectively, and then poured the wine in the bowl into the ice hole carved out of the lake, and the lamas also recited the scriptures while throwing the offerings on the table into the ice cave.

The fisherman took the Hada tie from the Mongolian girl's hand and wrapped it around the bag full of pine and cypress branches, and the Mongolian youth jumped happily and threw the candy in his hand into the crowd, spilling the milk in the bucket to the sky and the ground.

A series of sacrifices had just begun, and everyone was shouting some Mongolian language, which I didn't understand, so I watched the excitement.

The loud sound rippled in the Ula River, spread far and wide, and also attracted ghosts, and I saw a group of people in large caps, with torches in their hands, some with flashlights, surrounded by the ice, shouting for people to stop the sacrifice, these people were all dressed in uniform clothes, and they should be the people above.

They really spared no effort to fight against the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and all the people who sacrificed were in a circle, and they didn't pay any attention to the shouts of those people, and the fish hung a banner of the sun, moon, and fire on the altar, and then everyone dispersed, because the sacrifice was hastily ended.

I watched the people who took the lead to stop the sacrifice lose popularity, and assigned someone to smash everything on the altar, at this time the rather heroic man nodded and stood up and asked people to quickly collect the things, I know that this is a game between the above and the merchants, but I don't know if it will affect the winter hunt.

The matter ended after half an hour, and all the sacrificial items were taken away, but it didn't affect the winter hunt, and the net was also taken away, just to drink tea, and every year there was to go through such a formality, so the big guys were used to it.

Fish head Zhao Da'an did not care about this, as soon as the people left, he began to order the net, at this time the sun also came out, just suitable for fishing, I also ran over excitedly with Zhao Biao under the net, this net is called "net", it is more than 2,000 meters long, sprinkled under the lake ice "net" mainly by manpower and animal power, fishermen first on a meter thick ice every ** meter to chisel an ice eye, a net to dig hundreds of ice holes, and then under the ice through the rod lead. When the net is lowered, because the net is too long, at certain distances, they have to use a horse-drawn winch to pull the large net in order to gradually lower the net into place. Therefore, it is extremely necessary to drill ice holes before going to the net, which can save a lot of time.

When I went down the net, I knew that unity is strength, after more than 2,000 meters of net into the water, it was a big mountain, a horse and people can barely pull it, a few young men were tired and panting, throwing off their clothes, doing it shirtless, drinking strong wine in their mouths, steaming hot on their bodies, sweating, looking hot, but I didn't dare to do this.

It took more than seven hours to lower the net, an hour more than usual, and it was already afternoon when the busy work was over, and the head of the fish told the people below to start opening the net, and this was when the real fishing and hunting began.

But Zhao Da'an, the head of the fish, was a little anxious, because there were two people missing, one was the second leader, and the other was his son, these two people were in charge of the head net, which was very important, but he couldn't find anyone to find death, and Zhao Da'an, who was in a hurry, turned around.

At this time, someone shouted, "This is on the water."

When I heard that, I knew something was wrong.

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