"Yes, with a holy flame that I disdain to extinguish? I have seen a lot of strange things in my life, but I have never heard of any fire that can never be extinguished? Shi Laosi, don't blame me for many things, I just don't believe in evil, don't you say that it will never be extinguished? Come on, come on, do you mind pouring water on it to prove to me the sanctity of your fire?" Wushuang deliberately made it difficult for him to say. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't go too far! Do we Miao traditions need to be explained to you? Believe it or not! I warn you, if you don't let Kaixiu blame the old man again, you're welcome!"

Wushuang snorted: "Hey, hey, what's the matter? I said it, right? We're reasonable, right? What are you anxious about? Let's let everyone talk about it, Liao Laosi of Mingyue Village is dead, it's your business? Even if it's really to take the fire, it has to be Liao Hailai, and it has nothing to do with you! Didn't you say to bury Liao Laosi? Okay, what about Liao Laosi's corpse? Let me see, as long as I see his corpse, I'll let you go!"

"Isn't this appropriate? Liao Laosi is also a member of my Shibo clan, what does it have to do with you Han people? Besides, haven't you heard the idiom 'closing the coffin'? Since the coffin nails have been nailed in, how can there be a saying that it will be opened again? That is disrespectful to the dead!"

Lan Caidie whispered to remind Wushuang that there is no benefit for us to spend so much, there are too many of them, don't push him to rush. The safety of the people of Mingyuezhai is the most important thing.

"Shi Bo, you'd better not let me grab the handle! I'll let you go for the sake of Lao Kan's face today, if I find out that you are not good for the people of Mingyue Village, then you can be careful for me!" Wushuang Flash made way for the funeral procession, but the mouth of the valley was unusually narrow, and only two people could pass side by side.

Shi Bo and Wushuang crossed the button, Wushuang looked at his eyes and did not put away the gun in his hand, Shi Bo squinted at Wushuang. "Humph!"

Lao Kan nodded, then waved his hand behind him, and behind him, more than 100 seedlings from Jinming Village slowly walked out of the valley. They were dressed in black, and they wore many Miao headdresses on their heads, which were heavy and loud when they walked. I heard that Miao men rarely wear their own headdresses, unlike women, their headdresses are very simple, half of them are small silver ornaments decorated on the headband. However, Miao men all wear earrings, and the earrings are not small, the two earlobes of the pendant are pulled downward, and the earlobes are much fatter than ordinary Han people.

"The little master Miao Min will only wear his own national headdress on big occasions. Blue Butterfly whispered.

"Well, this occasion is really not small, what does it mean? When the festival is over? Funerals are not filial piety but head ornaments? Hehe...... Really when I'm a fool?"

The mighty funeral procession has come to the waist, and the four seedlings are divided into two fronts and two backs and carry a huge black coffin with bamboo poles, this coffin is known at a glance to be improvised, and the sawdust at the corners has not been cleaned, which is extremely inconsistent with the identity of Liao Laosi.

Lao Kan walked ahead, shouting auspicious words for the funeral as he walked, and then threw the dark coins into the air.

"Master, just let them go over like this, don't be afraid, **** grandma!" Yun Qiang shouted recklessly, deliberately raising his voice to the people of Jin Mingzhai.

Click, click, His actions frightened the four coffin bearers who froze in place and did not dare to move forward.

"Hey, why are you stunned? Why don't you leave quickly? When you delay the burial, aren't you afraid that Liao Laosi will blame Liao Laosi for having a spirit in the sky?" Shi Bo shouted at the front, for fear that Wushuang would regret it at this time.

Wushuang noticed that the sweat was pouring down on the heads of the four coffin bearers, and he didn't know whether he was nervous or frightened.

"Oh, what do you think of this? Blame me, blame me, you are too timid, Lao Tzu didn't say to embarrass you, right, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, relax, we Mongolians are the most reasonable. Yun Qiang smirked.

Lan Caidie is careful, this group of golden seedlings is the overlord of the mountains on weekdays, what kind of big scene have you never seen?

She squirmed and walked over, took out a piece of red juanpa, and seductively wiped the head of a coffin bearer and shouted: "This little brother, what's wrong? Are you impetuous? Do you see your sister's soul flying? When you're tired, you can rest, do you want your sister to press your shoulder?"

In fact, the original coffin bearers didn't care about the blue butterflies, and their spirits were focused on the road under their feet. The small movement of the blue butterfly has a high sugar content, coupled with the rouge gouache on the body, the fragrance penetrates the hearts of men, and the hormones in the men's bodies skyrocket. The four coffin bearers slowly raised their heads, and were immediately attracted by the beauty of the blue butterfly.

Their performance is too exaggerated, no matter how beautiful this woman is, she will definitely not hook her soul? But they completely forgot their current mission, and the four of them looked directly at the blue butterfly, their faces slightly flushed.

"Fairy Gu, it's Fairy Gu who has descended to earth! It's Blue Fairy Gu, everyone kneel down!" I don't know who was the first to shout.

This voice startled everyone in Jin Mingzhai, and everyone turned their heads to look at Lan Caidie, the fairy girl in their mouth must be referring to the third sister Lan, and Lan Caidie has been imitating the ancestor since he was a child, from dressing, to makeup, to words and deeds, to the fragrance on his body, he has been imitating his ancestor since he was a child, and it can be said that there is no nine-point image and eight points of god-likeness.

With a bang, the four coffin bearers let go of their hands, and the black coffin fell to the ground with a sound. They ignored this, and more than a hundred people knelt down in unison with their heads towards Lan Caidie.

The legend of Lan Sanjie has influenced three generations in Miaojiang, and she is another belief in Miaojiang, just like we Han people still believe in the "red sun". In their hearts, Third Sister Lan is a fairy who fell from the sky, and it is the second belief after the Fire God. So much so that now many local Miao girls have to go to the Xiangu Temple to worship Lan Sanjie before they get married, she has long become a myth and is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of Miaojiang.

"The fairy girl has appeared! The fairy girl has come to bless our Miao Jiang!" the Miao people in Jin Ming Village shouted loudly.

Wushuang didn't expect that in today's era, Third Sister Lan would still have such a great influence on the people of Miaojiang, no wonder Lan Caidie said that only she could help herself. He had seen the statue in the Immortal Gu Temple, and it was indeed similar to the blue butterfly god, so it was no wonder that this group of people would admit their mistake.

"Are you guys crazy? She's not Lan Xiangu! What if she is a Blue Fairy Gu? If Lan Xian Gu is still alive, she will be 90 years old, is it possible? Why don't you lift the coffin quickly? Be careful Liao Laosi blames you!" Shi Bo turned around and slapped his clansmen.