People can't be resurrected after death, and no matter how sad and reluctant they are, they will always leave. After a song of river cruise, huge, the person who passed on the mouth of the river beach people has become a resounding sound and a thing of the past. There were not many of us, but the funeral was solemnly held, and in accordance with the great wishes, he was not buried. We set up a fire with cypress wood, and the huge body was placed in the pyre, and after a fire, he would disappear into this world forever, just like countless ancestors of the Seven Sects in the past.

"Father is tired all his life, he is going to rest" The old ghost raised the torch in his hand, closed his eyes suddenly, and threw it on the pyre, the oiled firewood burned rapidly, and the raging flames soon engulfed the huge body.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I was filled with emotion, life and death, two words with completely different meanings, but they were so close to each other. The great rest is also liberated, but what about us? Suddenly, I remembered my grandfather's words that I don't know how many times I had said.

In this life, people will always boil until the oil runs out, and that's it.

The huge turned into a handful of ashes, which were to be sprinkled into the river. That night, everyone didn't close their eyes, and they were giving a huge vigil. The next day, before it was completely bright, the master hurried back with the big-headed Buddha. There was already news of Dama's return circulating, and the master rushed to hear the news, but in the end he was still a step too late, and he didn't see Dada himself, only the handful of ash that seemed to be still bloody.

"If it weren't for Miao Zun! How could Grandpa die so early! Maitreya did not close his eyes all night, his eyes were red, and he said hatefully: "I have written down this account!" ”

"We are seven gates, fighting for the great river, not for personal grudges." The master shook his head slowly, looking at the little relics left by the giant, and the sorrow was endless.

The ancestral rules of the seven gates, the old palm lamp of the previous generation died, if the conditions permitted, the body can only be buried by the next generation of palm lamp, in order to protect the specific location of the tomb. In fact, by now, there is no need to follow some ancestral rules, but the grandfather is an older generation, and he takes these things more seriously, even if it is a scene, he has to take a walk. I took a huge amount of ashes, accompanied by the Buddha and Lao Fupa, and scattered the ashes into the river.

We got a tiny broken sampan boat and slowly scattered the huge ashes into the river as we drifted down the river. Jiu'er and Da Da died one after another, and for a while, I couldn't break free from that kind of heavy sorrow, and my mind was always unstable, drifting from east to west. The sampan floated along the river for dozens of miles, and the last of the ashes were scattered into the river, and disappeared with the tumbling splash.

"Don't think about it so much, the dead are safe, just do your best." The old man was beside me and persuaded me.

"What should go, after all, is to go, the old palm lamp said, people's lives, the heavens are destined, the heavens are destined, who can stop them? Don't worry, I can think of it. ”

The heart is empty, and unspeakably uncomfortable, after scattering the huge ashes, the boat drifted down the river for six or seven miles, this month, there are usually no people walking on the water, plus the river has been moving during this time, the river is empty, but when we want to turn around and walk back, we see a long distance ahead, and there are rare people driving the boat and stopping in the water, I don't know what to do.

"What about the gangs? What about fishing? The old man looked at it with his little eyes open.

At that time, life was better than before, but most of the people on the river beach were very poor, and some villages had no river beach land, so they had to live completely on the river. So no matter how bad the conditions are, there will be people who brave the cold and risk to catch a net of fish in the river. The big river is not frozen, and the carp in the winter is actually very fat, and you can save the family with a net. Originally, I thought they were all hard-working people who were working hard and didn't pay much attention to it, but after our little sampan got a little closer, the person on the other side was obviously nervous, and his expression and behavior did not look like an ordinary fisherman.

And when I got closer, I saw that the men had no nets or hooks, but they were walking up and down the river with a black, smoking thing tied to a rope. The thing was very much like a hard stone, and the smoke from the burning was like the smell of hay being ignited, which was strange to say, and the cold wind on the surface of the river was gusting in gusts, but the smoke from the burning stone was always condensed, and it slowly floated against the surface of the river.

Before we could speak, the people on the other side waved their hands vigorously and shouted loudly, signaling that we should not go any further towards them. The old man muttered and rolled his eyes, and the big-headed Buddha couldn't help it, and shouted: "This river belongs to your family?" No one is allowed to pass? ”

"If you can't come, you can't come!"

Poof

The other party saw that our small sampan was still fluttering, and immediately reacted, and the two people took off their coats and jumped down the river with a puff, which looked very good in the water, and disappeared after a splash in the water, it was estimated that it was diving to swim towards us. I crouched in the bow of the boat, silent, my eyes fixed on the murky river. It is impossible for a person to go into the water without ventilation for a long time, but some people who are skilled in water can secretly ventilate, half of their face slightly surfaced, and they have been ventilated and dived again when they are not paying attention. But the two men who had gone into the water were not yet so proficient in their water qualities that they were flawless, and when they approached the sampan, I reached out and lifted one of them up stiffly. The other immediately got under the sampan and shook our boat vigorously in an attempt to overturn it.

"Be honest with me!" The Buddha took the person I had brought up and pressed him to the boat. I took a breath, rolled over and went into the water, and caught the one under the boat.

It only took two or three minutes to subdue these two people, but in a moment, the small sampan slipped again, and it was closer to the other party. Suddenly, the man on the boat who was dragging the rope to spread smoke on the surface of the river turned his head, and I clearly saw that it was the man named Wei Yunlou, who almost made me and Lingling die of old age in the river.

"Chen Jinshui, it's not that enemies don't get together." Wei Yunlou was dressed in a cloak and sat on the boat, this person has not yet revealed his identity, but he is obviously in a hostile state with me, as soon as he moved, the people around him pulled him and whispered a few words. Wei Yunlou snorted coldly, his eyes rolling back and forth, not knowing what he was pondering.

At this time, the smoke that was dense on the surface of the river seemed to be pulled by something, and it was scattered for a while, and there seemed to be a wave-like thing in the smoke, which quickly paddled towards the distance against the water. Wei Yunlou immediately stopped the confrontation, and as soon as he turned around, he urged people to chase after him in the boat. I couldn't tell what they were doing for a while, and I didn't know if there were anyone else around, so I didn't act rashly for a while.

"Hurry up!" Wei Yunlou was completely nervous, constantly urging the people who drove the boat to speed up, as if there was some 100,000 urgent situation, leaving everything behind.

Wei Yunlou hurriedly pursued him, so I turned my head and asked the two people who had just been brought up, and asked Wei Yunlou what they were doing. The two men, covered in water and looking hard-mouthed, glanced at me and said nothing. Although the big-headed Buddha has restrained his heart, his temper is still not very good, and he doesn't say a word, grabbing a pocket is a punch, and hitting the opponent's nose bleeds.

"It's up to you to say it or not, Lao Tzu has killed countless people in his life, and it's not bad to kill two more!" The big-headed Buddha was more murderous than the old ghost in the past, just this breath had already made the two of them tremble, and when the big-headed Buddha smashed it with another fist, one of them was obviously cowardly, and stammered: "Don't fight, don't fight!" We're fishing for something."

"What are you fishing! Don't fucking tell me you're fishing! ”

"It's not fishing, it's not fishing." The man's face was covered with blood, and he was afraid of suffering again, so he desperately explained: "It's fishing for horses"

"What do you say?" Lao Fuba tugged at the beard on the man's chin and said, "You lie and lie decently, fishing for horses in the river?" It's okay for you to despise me, but you're fooling us? Dare to defy my brain? I'm going to ask my brain for an explanation."

I felt that this person was delaying time with a full mouth, but the fist raised by the big-headed Buddha stopped in the middle, and his brows furrowed suddenly, I don't know what I thought, anyway, the whole person was stunned.

"Say!" Lao Fuba rarely beats people, and is usually used to being rubbed by Lei Zhenren and Jin Dashao, and always feels that being pulled by his beard and hair is the most uncomfortable thing, so he tugs the other party's beard hard, and plucks it off: "Say it or not!" ”

At this time, the boat under Wei Yunlou's feet shook suddenly, and the black thing they burned was still emitting smoke, chasing all the way, the smoke filled all the way, and a huge wave rose on the surface of the river covered by smoke, and a shadow came out of the water, half of his body came out of the water, and he sniffed the smoke on the river greedily.

At that moment, Lao Fuba and I were stunned, now the sky was bright, although the river was windy, but the visibility was very high, I saw the shadow that suddenly emerged from the water flew with four hooves, and the whole body was green, it was really a horse that had just come out of the water!

"It seems that this justice cannot be obtained." The old man let go of the other party, rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "What a horse?" ”

"It's the horse! It's still there! The Buddha awoke from his contemplation, clung to the bow of the ship, and looked ahead, the horse swimming in the smoke, happy and agile.

"What kind of horse is that?" Looking at the expression of the Buddha, I felt as if he had seen this horse.

"Don't mention it!" The expression of the big-headed Buddha became very complicated, and his emotions seemed to be excited, and he slapped the side of the boat and said, "If it weren't for this horse, Lao Tzu wouldn't have been trapped in the belly of the pit fish back then!" ”