82_82884The wind was blowing on the river, and the blowing Wushuang couldn't open his eyes, so he heard a loud noise, and a big wave slapped ashore, and it happened to knock over the two corpses carried by the eight men to the ground.

Wushuang secretly said in his heart, not good, this is not a good sign, it is taboo for the corpse to land on the ground, and it is even more taboo for the corpse to fall into the water, water is the source of yin qi, once the corpse is stained with water yin qi and enters the body, it is going to be a big thing.

"Quick, lift them up, don't let the wind and waves sweep the corpse into the river!" Wushuang shouted anxiously. But this time, no one, including Professor Bayara, listened to him, and everyone knelt in front of the river, allowing the turbulent waves to hit the two corpses.

"Professor, let them move the corpses!

"Providence! Twins! You don't understand, this is their god Enduli is trying to accept his descendants, only clean souls will be accepted by the Ussuri River before reincarnation, the Ussuri River is also pure, just like their souls, I don't think there is any need to find any feng shui treasures, this is their best destination! Let Nduli accept them!"

As he spoke, the old professor waved his hand, and a group of young people behind him came over with two very special clothes in their hands, and squatted down to change the clothes of the two corpses. They were two pieces of fish skin sewn from the fish skin that the Hezhe people usually wore when they fished, and it was said that this would allow them to swim in the river like fish, and they would be blessed by Nduli.

After changing into fish skin and longevity clothes, the others found many dry branches and piled them together to form two resolute rafts, and then carried the corpse up. Everyone looked at Bayara in unison, waiting for his final order.

He said, "Let's begin! We can't go against Nduli's will!"

All the Hezhe people pushed the two rafts into the river in unison, and then threw the torches before the rafts could float away, and suddenly the two flaming rafts floated down the river in the direction of Zhenbao Island.

Professor Bayala wore an animal-skin jacket in the likeness of Ahmafa, with a brass bell tied around his waist, a mask on his head, and a strange dance with a shaking drum in his hand, and the things hanging from his body made a mysterious rhythm that jingled with him, and all the Hezhes danced along with him, and whispered in their own language.

The light of the fire faded, the raft drifted away, and the Hezhe people were tired. Professor Bayala is not young, and he is already sweating profusely and panting after tossing for such a while, but for him this is a sacred work, and his ancestors used to be like this, and this is why he has received the grace of the Hezhe people.

At this time, a heavy rain suddenly jumped out on the turbulent river, covered in golden threads and scales, and the fish was really not small, how big was it? From the perspective of Wushuang, it was a big fish of fifty or sixty catties. The golden-scaled carp jumped five or six meters above the river, then fell heavily and fell into the river, leaving a large ripple on the river, which slowly spread to the shore.

When the Hezhe people saw this scene, they were not surprised, but they all showed a smile of relief on their faces anyway, and then knelt on the shore and silently recited Nduli's blessing.

Wushuang click, click, click, eyes, I don't know why.

"It's over, they're gone, they're saying goodbye to their loved ones and friends in a unique way. May Nduli bless them!" Professor Bayara gasped as he took off his mask.

In fact, it's just two people who died, and there are too many unbelievable things that Wushuang has experienced, all of which are thousands of times more terrifying, but somehow, he is particularly sad today. He is a person who can't accept death, the separation of yin and yang is too cruel for him, he looked at the quiet Ussuri River and felt a little apprehensive, maybe a few years later, he will also use this form to send away a relative with one, Ma Sihai, Ma Fuxiang, Ma Erye, Liu Mazi......

The thief is really old, and now the only remaining third generation is him, Ma Ya, and Lan Caidie. These old fellows are sixty years old, and sooner or later they will leave them. In the past, some old subordinates died, but they were not important people, and Wushuang couldn't bear to see them off. But it wasn't until today that he saw the traditions of the Hezhe people that he felt that this was unfair to them, and they probably also hoped that the thieves who had been loyal all their lives would be personally escorted by the lord of the sect, so that they would be at ease when they left.

"Twins, it's okay, go back, I'm glad you're here. The professor put his arm around Wushuang's shoulders affectionately.

"Oh......" Wushuang had a lot of flavors in his heart.

At this moment, a young man ran up to Professor Bayara and whispered a few words in his ear, and suddenly the old man's face was not good-looking.

"Oh, yes?"

Wushuang asked, "What's wrong?"

"Twins, do you remember the two three-spinning stone lions at the gate of Wara House last night? ”

Musou nodded. In fact, this kind of thing is also common in China, big families like to put two stone lions at the door of the house, there will always be some revenge people to the stone lion blood and tears disgusting you. Judging from superstitious beliefs, the tears of the stone lions in the town house represent that the owner of the house is about to be in trouble, and they are warning the owner and crying for the owner.

"It's okay, don't worry, it's all the time, you should cover these old concepts, you are a famous professor of human life!" Wushuang reassured him.

The professor said: "Come on, twins, don't comfort me, that old mansion does not represent my Bayala clan, but the entire tribe of the Hezhe people! It seems that a catastrophe is coming! ”

"By the way, Professor, do you know Nalan Hong?"

"I recognize, this child is the descendant of the Yehenara clan, the Changbai gentry, who has been stationed in the Daqing Dragon Vein of Changbai Mountain for generations, or the most famous Manchu and Mongolian cultural folklorist in Jilin Province, what's wrong?"

Wushuang hesitated and said, "Hmm...... Can you please send someone to Changbai Mountain to invite him? Just say that I have something to ask him, and he will reward me with this face. I won't tell you, if Bai Yanhu is really ...... With him, I have confidence in my heart. ”

"That's no problem, I know Nalan Hong's kid, he is also very interested in our Northeast minority culture, I believe he will go to the appointment, okay, then I'll let them do it later, in this way, let's go back and change our clothes first." It's cold on the top of the mountain! Besides...... Hehe...... The butterfly girl will be separated from you for a while, but I'm afraid that I will miss it in my heart. ”。