At the end of the flower-laying ceremony, the butterflies were reluctant to leave, they either danced or fell gently on the flowers covered by the leader, and none of the butterflies were willing to fly away alone, as if they had accepted some kind of mission.

"Why is this happening?" I asked Peony Dao, who was standing beside me.

"They are collectively mourning my father. Peony said.

Then I noticed that the fluttering butterflies were very different from the past, they lowered their eyebrows, the frequency of their wings slowed down significantly, and when they fell, they were extremely light, as if they were afraid that they would trample on the old leader lying on his stomach, I did not hear their cries, nor could I see their tears, but these things must be there, but I could not hear them, I could not see them.

Butterflies are spiritual, you should understand this, the pair of butterflies standing on my head right now, aren't they just a happy little couple? I can feel that they are motionless, although they do not jump down like those butterflies to mourn the leader, but they may also be thinking about death, cherishing life, cherishing feelings, and so on.

It was as if I heard the sighs of two butterflies, for I felt a slight breath above my head, much heavier than before, and this was the basis for my conclusion.

I don't want to ask why these butterflies mourn the old leader collectively, maybe the old leader has some great kindness to these butterflies, and when they learned of the old leader's death, they spontaneously organized themselves to mourn the old leader.

Maybe not, they are just grateful to the pharyngeal tribe led by the old leader for being able to reserve a place for them to survive - the Chrysanthemum Field. They can live freely there, and no one interferes with them, drives them away, and deprives them of their homes, so they will remember their kindness to the old chief, and this touches me very much, these simple and lovely little creatures, do they really want to repay the grace of dripping water with a spring?

"Butterfly ......"

The screams of the dice woke me up from my thoughts.

Everyone shouted "Woo woo woo ......" in unison, while putting some small clods of dirt. Tree branches and other branches are thrown into the pit. Drive away those who love the butterflies that are in it and don't want to go.

The butterflies were caught up one after another, and at first they flew up in twos and threes, and when a few flew away, the others suddenly made up their minds. Fly into the distance together. Look in that direction. I was supposed to fly to Chrysanthemum no No, so my judgment was not wrong.

"Funeral flower ......," Dice shouted again.

Shortly after the butterfly flew away, I heard the dice shouting "bury the flowers." This link, including the part of driving butterflies, is unique to the old leader's funeral, and I have also attended the funeral of several ordinary red-haired dinosaurs from the Murmur tribe before, which is much simpler than this.

At this time, several red-haired dinosaurs that had been prepared for a long time sprinkled the soil around the pit on the flowers on the old leader's body, and it took a while to cover the flowers.

"Silence, bow ......," the dice shouted again.

At this time, the audience was quiet, and no one dared to make a sound. Everyone bowed to the body of the old leader as a sign of condolences according to the prompts of the man.

This item is present at all funerals, as the saying goes, "the deceased is greater", regardless of the deceased's status during his lifetime, good or bad conduct, and whether there are bad deeds, everyone must bow very respectfully.

Why five bows instead of three or two bows, this is all symbolic in some way, and I will explain it to you later when I have time.

"Reciting the Eulogy ......"

This link is the most important part of the whole ceremony, still read by the dice, mainly through guò this link to educate the living red-haired dinosaurs, so that every red-haired dinosaur present should not only remember the glorious achievements of the deceased, carry forward the past and forge ahead, follow the footsteps of the deceased, continue to move forward, learn the high wind and bright festival of the deceased, learn some significant advantages of the deceased, and at the same time point out the shortcomings and deficiencies of the deceased, and say the regrets of the deceased in this life, so that everyone can learn a lesson。

This eulogy was originally nothing, but the dice read with a full expression, melodious and frustrating, or sonorous, or soft, or sonorous and soft, each sentence is dotted into the ground, like a drizzle falling to the ground, like a breeze blowing through the branches, everyone's hearts follow the eulogy up or down, high or low, urgent or slow. It seems that every qiē in your mind is eliminated cleanly, only the voice and smile of the old leader are left alone, and his great achievements will be staged in your mind one by one, scene by scene, clearly visible, so that you can't help but be in awe of the leader, even if it is a trivial thing that everyone usually thinks is insignificant, at this time I suddenly found that there is actually the heart of the old leader, including the noble quality of sacrificing himself for the interests of the tribe and the people, which made every red-haired dinosaur present moved。

In the final eulogy, many shortcomings and deficiencies of the leader were mentioned, but everyone felt that those shortcomings and deficiencies just reflected the noble quality of the old leader's dedication and death.

The eulogy had not yet been read, and there was already a cry below. The howling, sobbing, sobbing, stinging, counting and chanting, endlessly, the sound had long overshadowed the sound of the dice's reading, at this time, everyone could not hear the sound of the dice, only the cry.

Dice hurriedly arranged a few strong red-haired dinosaurs to surround the pit, and dozens of red-haired dinosaurs with ears plugged into the pit quickly interspersed behind the red-haired dinosaurs around the pit, paying attention to the surrounding situation at any time.

At this time, the dragons suddenly rushed to this side like water bursting the embankment, and the red-haired dinosaurs that had been prepared in advance hurriedly blocked with their bodies, and the dice did not know when they had stopped reading the eulogy and threw themselves into the ranks of pushing the blockage.

Although these dozens of red-haired dinosaurs tried their best to block them, how could they stop the swarming power, and suddenly rushed out of a gap from the place where they were intercepted, and a female dinosaur rushed out of the gap and went straight to the tomb, who could stop it?

Dice and a few of his entourage hurriedly blocked the gap, but finally plugged it, and there was a problem elsewhere, and a few red-haired dinosaurs broke through the blockade and jumped into the tomb.

After about half an hour, everyone was exhausted before they stopped, and the surging dragons also stopped moving temporarily, and then looked at the tomb, which was already full of red-haired dinosaurs, and there was no gap for a long time.

Dice looked at the surrounding Qiqi, only to breathe a long sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that there were stars in his eyes, his body was unstable, and his legs were weak and he fell down.

I want to know what the fate of the dice is, and I will decompose it next time. (To be continued......)