Chapter 243 Tree Burial

"This flower is poisonous." The stubble monitor slowly took Yu Xiangnan's hand away. At this time, a beautiful butterfly flew above the beautiful little flower. The strong fragrance of the small flower made the butterfly fall. But as soon as it fell, the butterfly fell in an instant, and then the beautiful goose-yellow wings slowly withered and turned black.

"Oh, my God~" wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead to the south. Fortunately, I didn't touch the beautiful and vicious wildflower.

"Don't pick wild flowers on the roadside, don't pick them." Fortunately, Yu Xiangnan didn't take it off and give it to Wang Dan. Otherwise, won't you hurt her?

Yu Xiangnan, please put away your childlike entertainment mood. Be sure to remember that every plant and tree here is full of danger, and a little carelessness will kill you. Luo Ning knocked on the south's skull and told him like a child.

Yu spit out his tongue to the south, made a grimace, and stopped talking.

A strange sound of musical instruments suddenly came from the forest, and the sound of the musical instruments was faintly mixed with crying. The voice was ethereal and faint, which made people unconsciously think of some supernatural-related things. Wang Dan felt that he was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help grasping the corner of the stubble monitor in front of him.

Kudo was still leading the way, bypassing a steep mound and drilling through the dense jungle. The strange sound of blowing Qi Yue in his ear has been floating in his ear, as if nothing. Even though they have come a long way, they still haven't found anyone or thing that makes a sound.

"What is that..." With this dull and depressing feeling, the team passed through the dense jungle and came to the edge of the jungle. Kudo, who walked in the front, pointed to a thick strange tree in front of him and shouted. Everyone's attention was attracted by Kudo.

I saw that the trees in front of me were leafy, tall and thick; the strange thing was that the thick trunk not only covered the warheads, but also drove some strange baskets on the tree branches, which were tied with ropes and hung on the branches and swaying in the wind.

Under the tree, there is a square platform piled with stones. On the table, there are incense burners and candles. The candle has been extinguished, and the incense in the incense burner has burned to an end. Only the tribute placed on the square table is particularly conspicuous.

"Ah~Apple~and bread~" After walking for more than a long time, everyone was a little tired. I only drank some water along the way and didn't eat. At this moment, Yu Xiangnan saw the apples on the table and rushed over like a wind.

"Wow, it's all fresh. It seems that people have just been put here. This seems to be a tribute to worship the gods. It should not be poisonous." Yu Xiangnan was quite bold. He grabbed an apple in one hand and ran to Wang Dan with a smile.

Seeing the apple handed over by Yu Xiangnan, Wang Dan shook his head: "Yu Xiangnan, can you use your brain to do things?"

Ah? What's wrong? It should not be poisonous. It's all tribute." Yu Xiangnan was scolded by Wang Dan, and the smile on his face suddenly turned melancholy.

"Look at that tree." Wang Dan pointed to the strange baskets on the tree.

"What's wrong? Do you mean there are still more in the basket? Yu Xiangnan asked without thinking. These baskets are artificially tied up, and there seems to be something inside, which is very suspicious. Yu Xiangnan looked up for a long time, but did not find what it was used for.

"These apples are good tributes, but do you know who they are dedicated to?" Wang Dan put his hands on his waist and pointed to Yu Xiangnan fiercely.

"Who? Shouldn't..." Yu Xiangnan looked up and looked at the baskets on the trees again.

"In Tibet, there is a people called the Luba people. There is a custom that when someone dies in the clan, they will tie the dead into a fetus in a rattan basket, hang it on the branches around the village, cover their heads with white cloth, and wear a wooden mask, and put on various foods and fruits.

Wang Dan didn't know how to explain it. At this time, the monitor of the stubble said.

"What... What?" After listening to Xiangnan, he was shocked. The apple in his hand also fell. Hearing a word from the stubble monitor, he seemed to see the corpse collector holding a gourd and pouring water with his backhand. The surrounding lamas recited the scriptures and made seven noodle people and seven tigers made of corn flour, which were placed in front of the rattan basket for the dead.

"Cut, isn't it just a tree burial? These fruits are fresh and can be eaten. The apple in Yu Xiangnan's hand fell, and the Siberian war bear beside him gently raised his feet. The two apples were hooked by his toes and fell into his hand. The Siberian war bear wiped the apple, and then opened its mouth and bit it: "Survival in the wilderness, these are life-saving things. What sacrifices for dead people? Can't adults eat them?"

The Siberian War Bear is right. In the wilderness, many wild fruits will be poisonous. Inadvertent eating can even pose a threat to life. And these apples are obviously selected by human beings, which can be said to be delicious and safe. Therefore, if you can encounter such food in the wild, it is the best gift.

Looking at the Siberian war bear eating with relish, Yu Xiangnan couldn't accept it. The strange baskets on the tree swayed with the wind, and the branches rubbed with the baskets from time to time, making a strange sound. Thinking of the dead people in those baskets, Yu Xiangnan couldn't help trembling and quickly turned his face to hide behind Luo Ning.

"The sound of blowing, playing and singing just now is to mourn the dead here." Kudo has never said much. At this moment, he looks up at the baskets with corpses above his head, as if he has thought of something, and his face is slightly sad.

"It should be right. In this case, it means that it is not far from the village. Let's go to the village to rest, eat something, and explore the way.

Tibet is densely populated with mountains and forests, unlike the plains, which can be seen between villages. Environmentally friendly villages in the jungle mountains always make people feel a mystery.

"Ye�. Look at these footprints, they should be from there. Little gold has been observing the situation around. This mountain forest is near the edge of the dense forest, and there are baskets of trees buried on almost every tree. Some big branches are leafy, and even those baskets have been wrapped and wrapped to form a huge vine tumor.

This woodland should be the cemetery of this village. They have buried the dead in the tree for generations, so that the soul can rest forever.

"Okay. Let's follow this path to the bottom of the mountain to find the village now. Luo Ning also checked those messy footprints. At the end of the footprints, a path winding and stretching out of the forest.

The stubble monitor nodded and took the lead in stepping on the long path that was only half a meter wide.

After walking along the path for a short time, I finally saw a village sandwiched in the two mountain valleys halfway up the mountain. The houses in the village were simmering, and the curling smoke loomed, and more than a dozen people at the entrance of the village blew and sang into the village. Luo Ning guessed that those people were the ones who had just worshipped the dead in the forest.

When I came down from the hillside, it was almost dusk. Looking at the entrance of the village, several dog barks came from the village. A young man herding sheep drove five sheep out of the village with a whip. Luo Ning was about to come forward to inquire, but before he approached the teenager, the teenager threw away the sheep whip wind in his hand and turned back to the village.

Luo Ning was a little embarrassed. Kudo came over with a smile and patted Luo Ning on the shoulder: "Don't come out if you look ugly. Look at you scare me..."

"E..." Luo Ning stared at Kudo and saw Kudo's blue face, showing a smile like a green lizard man. Luo Ning exhaled and muttered in his heart that he didn't know who looked more like a monster.

" monitor, what should we do now? Do you want to go straight into the village? This village is built between the mountains. The high cliffs on the left and right sides form a natural barrier, and this village entrance facing the mountain valley is artificially built to resist foreign enemies. Some Tibetans here do not welcome foreign visitors very much, so Luo Ning dares not easily lead everyone directly into the village.

The stubble monitor is also a little hesitant. Just now, the Tibetan turned around and ran away as soon as he saw them, as if he had seen the god of plague. I'm afraid this situation is not a good phenomenon. However, if they don't enter the village, they don't know who to ask about this generation.

"Cut, two old men are more women than women." The Siberian war bear muttered a few words and ran straight to the bunker-like village entrance. Kudo also snorted and followed the Siberian war bear.

Luo Ning and the stubble monitor couldn't stop these two people, so they had to follow them to the entrance of the village. When I just arrived at the earth wall city at the entrance of the village, I saw more than 20 villagers suddenly come out of the small earth gate. They are strong, holding shovels, rakes and other agricultural tools in their hands. The more than 20 villagers spoke the local language and surrounded Luo Ning and others.

Everyone stood up, and Kudo held the gun in his arms. And the Siberian bear also took out his two powerful pistols and was ready to fight to the death with these barbaric Tibetans.

If you really want to fight, you can imagine the victory or defeat of the pistol against the farm tools, not to mention the two guys who are comparable to the bazooka in the arms of the Siberian bear. But Luo Ning knew that they just borrowed a way from here and asked, and there was no need to hold a grudge against these villagers.

"Who is the village head? Is it in charge here?" As the leader, Luo Ning saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly stood up, hoping that the matter could be resolved peacefully through negotiations.

The villagers around them did not speak, but did not take the initiative to rush up. Luo Ning asked again, but heard a young man in the crowd speaking Tibetan.

The Tibetan pronunciation of different tribes around Motuo is very different. Even the stubble monitor and Luo Ning, who are very proficient in Tibetan, can't understand what the young man is talking about. But judging from his facial expression, he seems to be very unfriendly.

"Hmm, talk to them about something. I saw a lot of these barbarians when I was in exile in the jungle. Kill a few first to give them a shock. The Siberian war bear raised the gun high.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Ning hurriedly blocked the muzzle of the Siberian Bear.

"Who are you~" At this time, a sentence of in fluent Chinese came from the wall at the entrance of the village.