82_82884“ I know this is a custom, but it stands to reason that these two are deadly, this soul is a real soul, they should not die, their hearts are full of resentment, they must be looking for a replacement for the dead ghost, they still have a breath in their body after death, that is, resentment, who dares to approach, if at this time they spit out this resentment and you smell it in the nose, then this person is not saved, sucking the resentment of the dead man is seriously ill for a month, the body is not hard enough, I am afraid that I don't have to get up again when I lie down, you are so old...... This ...... "Wushuang thinks about the old professor in everything, thinks very thoroughly, and what he says is also very reasonable." This is indeed the case with Han Chinese customs.

"What you say makes sense, but once this happens, the souls of the two deceased will be bound to the corpse forever and cannot be reincarnated!"

Wushuang shook his head and said, you don't have to worry about this, I naturally have the means to force out their souls in the door, let's start, I'll help you in a while.

Professor Bayara took the two large leaves handed over by the Hezhe people and put them on the face of the deceased, this leaf is called Songhun Leaf by the locals, which belongs to a special pine tree matsutake mushroom, which is homophonic to "send souls".

According to the custom of the Hezhe people, the corpse cannot be lifted out of the house and cannot touch the ground, and once the corpse falls to the ground in the process of sending the soul, it is possible to deceive the corpse.

Professor Bayara played the role of the god of the shadows this time, and in the eyes of the Hezhe people, their gods were dressed like shamans, so Bayara wore a string of tinkling copper bells around her waist, and twisted them as she walked, so that the copper bells swayed, not for the living, but for the dead to hear, so that the souls would follow the procession.

According to the custom of the Hezhe people, the deceased must complete the path he walked before his death, and the house before his death, the woodland, the riverside for fishing, the mountains and forests for hunting, the houses of relatives and friends, and the one-third of an acre of land behind the house before his life must be circumnavigated. It's like letting him watch a movie replay of his life.

The soul-sending procession carried the two corpses, walked around the tribe, and then turned to the gate of Wara Province and stopped for a while. Wushuang really wanted to call Lan Caidie out to see the excitement, but after thinking about it, he didn't want to touch the taboo of the Hezhe people, the dead are the greatest. During the whole process, the corpse could not touch the ground, and eight young shirtless men stood in place carrying the corpse and waited, in fact, they did not wait for anything, just waiting for the soul of the deceased to see their hometown again.

"Holy Lord...... It's so heavy! It's so heavy!, why is it so heavy?" a young man complained inappropriately. He shouldn't have spoken at this time, because in the whole ritual of sending souls, only Buchu could speak, and he represented the will of God.

But then again, the hard-working Hezhe people are all strong and strong, and these shirtless young men are also carefully selected, and their bodies are hard-boned, how can four people still feel heavy when they carry corpses? Could it be that he is sick?

At this time, Wushuang saw that the other seven young men also began to sweat on their heads, and the exerted limbs of their entire bodies were trembling slightly, which showed that the eight of them were already tired, but they didn't dare to say it.

"Twins, is there anything special here?" asked Professor Bayara.

Wushuang said: "The professor has never heard of a word that describes the dead. 'Death and death', in fact, there is not so evil attention here, but the volume of qi that has not been discharged from the body after death makes the body much heavier than usual, don't underestimate this qi, the more unjustly killed, the more reluctant the yang, the heavier. They shut up in the end, don't complain, the more they complain, the heavier the corpse!"

Professor Bayara frowned and said, "But according to custom, these eight young men can't be replaced? What to do?"

Wushuang smiled: "Hehe...... Rest assured, rest assured, I'm here. ”

Wushuang walked up to the eight young men, patted them on the shoulder, and then asked them to lower the corpse slightly, he walked up to the corpse, lifted the pine leaf, looked at the faces of the two hideous corpses, and whispered: "The undead have ascended to heaven, and the earth soul will never die." Thousands of pounds of heavy burdens weigh the township beams, and the fallen leaves float lightly to Fulu......"

You say it's strange or not, it's a simple limerick poem, it stands to reason that the dead man is dead, and he has no consciousness for a long time, and his hearing must not exist anymore, but after Wushuang finished saying this limerick poem, the eight shirtless young people immediately felt that they had strength all over their bodies. Or it's not that they have the strength, but that the two corpses become light and fluttery after listening to this limerick, and they are really as heavy as the fallen leaves mentioned in the poem.

All the Hezhe people who watched were stunned and gave their thumbs up.

"Who taught you?" the professor asked him.

This is just a very inconspicuous trick in our theft, in fact, it is very simple, the more you complain about him, the heavier it is, and he also knows that it is his relatives who carry him, as long as you explain the reason to them, they will float as lightly as a soul. But...... Since they can understand my words, it means that the souls of these two people are indeed still in their bodies, and they are very angry! I really have to think of some way to send them away in a while, otherwise something will definitely happen. "Wushuang and Professor Bayara stood at the front of the line, guiding the soul-sending team towards the last destination, the turbulent Ussuri River.

Eight shirtless young men carried the two bodies to the bank of the Ussuri River, in front of them is the place where the two deceased came most often during their lifetimes, and it is also the belief of the Hezhe people for a lifetime, the ancient Ussuri River has nurtured generations of Hezhe people, they are fishermen and hunters, and there are inexhaustible natural resources on both sides of the river.

They carried the two corpses and stood on the shore and watched the river for a long time, and the Ussuri River today is exceptionally quiet, as if it is also using its unique form to bid farewell to the children it has raised for many years.

"Professor, it's almost time, don't miss the auspicious time!" Wushuang reminded him.

"Wait, let the two of them look here again, the Ussuri River is like the mother of the Hezhe, you can't refuse their attachment to their mother, it's too cruel. "The professor knows the traditions of the Hezhe people too well, in fact, in a sense, the Ussuri River is also the mother of the Bayala people, because they have lived here for generations like the Hezhe people, and they rely on the big fish in the river to pay tribute to the imperial court every year in exchange for money, grain and money.

The vast Ussuri River was calm, with a dark silhouette in the middle of the river, the sun was not yet dazzling, and the end of the river was foggy, and it was impossible to see what it was. That is Zhenbao Island, and this vast area from the shore of Zhenbao Island Road is the area where the Hezhe people usually fish