The two of them realized that the things hanging on the tree were not clowns, but corpses rolled with white cloth.

Lao Wang stopped the car and opened the car door. The two of them walked forward carefully.

At this time, it was only about ten meters away from the big tree. The two of them looked up and could clearly see that there were indeed corpses hanging on the trunk of the tree.

Some of the body bags were shriveled, revealing the gray and black bones inside. Some of the body bags seemed to have just been hung up, and the white cloth strips were covered with bloody limbs - some of them seemed to be hanging down. Vultures in groups of three or three were pecking on the corpse.

This scene of hell on earth made Zi Yang and Lao Wang look shocked.

At this time, the land cruiser also drove over and slowly stopped beside them.

Su Rui and others got out of the car and looked up at the corpse hanging on the giant tree.

Lao Wang said in a trembling voice: "This, have we encountered some savage tribes that cannibalize people?"

Even though Lao Wang is very skilled and bold, he couldn't help feeling upset after seeing such a tragic scene.

Su Rui stared at the corpses on the tree and said seriously: "No, this should be a bird burial."

"What's the matter?" Lao Wang didn't understand.

Seeing Zi Yang and Lao Wang's shocked look, Su Rui reluctantly smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is an ancient funeral custom. After ordinary people die, they first wrap the body in white cloth, and then carry it to designated places in the wild by a special funeral master, so that eagles or other birds, animals, etc. can be swallowed."

"This, this is too exaggerated, what kind of grudges are there?" Old Wang felt a surge in his chest and abdomen.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the bodies hanging on the trees swung slightly, like huge pupa hanging in the air.

A white cloth on a corpse fell off, and the wrapped body suddenly fell down, and the bed fell in front of everyone. Lao Wang looked down and hurriedly covered his mouth and ran away.

The corpse in front of me should have just died. Several deep and long wounds were cut on the back, calves and thigh muscles, revealing the white fat and red muscles inside.

Su Rui frowned and looked at the corpse on the ground and said, "These wounds should be cut by the funeral master to facilitate vultures to bite and eat."

Zi Yang said: "The Han people pay attention to death as the most important thing. Although some ancient tribes have the custom of funding, it is a bit too unacceptable to deal with the corpses of their relatives in this way."

Su Rui squatted down and looked at the corpse, and said calmly: "The concepts are different. Some tribes in Tibetan areas have a view of life that the soul is immortal, and the cycle of reincarnation is repeated. Death is just a split between the immortal soul and the old body, and it is a different transformation of space..."

Su Rui said while tilting his head, carefully watching the appearance of the corpse, and said slowly:

"They believe that feeding vultures with 'seal bags' is the most noble gift, reflecting the highest realm of Mahayana Buddhism's paramita - giving self-sacrifice."

"What a strange belief." Zi Yang suddenly remembered the old and the young who kowtowed to pilgrimage outside Lhasa City.

"If bird burial is there, should there be any ritual?"

Su Rui nodded: "Yes, it is said that the body of the deceased will be placed on a corner of the house first, and then ask the lama to recite scriptures and salvation, so that the soul of the deceased can leave the body when facing the sun. For roughly three or five days, auspicious sun will be selected for funeral.

During the period from the mortal to the funeral, the family of the deceased must not make noise, chat, laugh, wash their faces, comb their hair, and must hang a red pot with white Hada at the door of the house, and food is placed in it for the soul of the deceased to eat."

Zi Yang seemed to feel a gust of cold wind blowing behind his head, and he couldn't help but have a cold war - it was so gloomy here.

Su Rui stood up, folded his hands together, lowered his head and nodded, and said softly in his mouth: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when he practices the deep Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he will overcome all sufferings..."

Seeing her solemn expression, Zi Yang and Lao Wang hurriedly clasped their hands together and faced the body.

A Chong looked at the corpses without saying a word, and his already cold face became even colder.

After Su Rui finished reciting the scriptures, he turned to everyone and said, "Let's go, this is not a place to stay for a long time."

"Since we have encountered a funeral, we should be not far from the residential area - it's getting late, so let's hurry up."

Everyone drove forward. Zi Yang felt cold all over and couldn't help but take a coat from the back seat and put it on her body, but it seemed that there was no effect, and she could still feel a chill in her heart.

Lao Wang couldn't help asking through the walkie-talkie: "What were you talking about to the corpse just now?"

Su Rui said: "I am not familiar with the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita, but I know that the Great Prajna Sutra is a profound Dharma in Mahayana Buddhism, and the scriptures recited by Tibetan Buddhism are the sutras, treatises, and mantras of Mahayana Buddhism. So it should be correct to recite this passage."

"The burial ground is the sacred place of the tribe. We accidentally break through it. It is a respect for the deceased."

Lao Wang muttered, "You, a scientist, believe in these things?"

Su Rui said softly: "We should follow the customs of the countryside, and we should still give enough respect to these national traditions and customs."

After pausing, a gentle voice came from the walkie-talkie, "The end of science is theology." Su Rui seemed to be talking to himself.

"The end of science is theology." Zi Yang recited quietly in his heart, vaguely remembering that when Su Rui introduced the secret history of the Nazis that night, he also said this.

Everyone was speechless for a moment. The car was jogging forward on the rugged wasteland.

Suddenly, a strange black shadow appeared a few kilometers ahead, with slow steps and bloated figure, moving slowly on the horizon.

Zi Yangxin suddenly mentioned it. What a strange "thing"?

Su Rui in another car also discovered this situation. The two cars were one in front and one behind, one in left and one in right, staggered the distance and moved forward slowly.

Su Rui reminded Lao Wang to turn off the high beam and turn on the low beam. Don’t alarm (offend) the other party - although they don’t understand what the other party is.

When the car drove closer, it turned out to be a man in a strange dress, wearing white clothes and carrying a corpse wrapped in white cloth on his back - no wonder he looked so bloated from a distance.

The car passed by him slowly. The man bowed his head and walked forward without looking at everyone.

Su Rui said on the walkie-talkie: "The funeralist."

"There are customs of some tribes that families can only send their families to the entrance of the village to see off the dead, and the remaining roads must be carried by a special funeralist. On the way to the funeral, the person carrying the body is not allowed to look back."

From the rearview mirror, the funeral master was walking slowly step by step with his body hunched over.

I don’t know if the direction he was going was the hidden place they just passed by. The place was at least dozens of kilometers away from here. At his speed, I don’t know when I will reach my destination.

Against the backdrop of the wasteland, this slow figure appeared even smaller and gradually disappeared from the vision behind him.

The car drove for more than ten kilometers, and there were gradually continuous mountains in front of them. At the foot of the mountains, a village suddenly appeared.

The village is quite large, and along the foot of the mountain, hundreds of Tibetan buildings are scattered in scattered areas.

After driving closer, I found that these buildings were old and many of them were dilapidated. At first glance, they looked like houses made of rocks or soil. The floor heights were very low, and the doors and windows were much smaller than those in the Central Plains.

At the entrance of the village, more than a dozen people suddenly appeared to block the way. These big men looked thick and dark in shape. They were black faces unique to the people in the plateau.

The leader was excited and waved his hands and shouted loudly from his mouth.

Lao Wang and Zi Yang were stunned. What's wrong? Do you have to charge tolls when you meet a road tyrant?

They knew that some tribes were so tough. Seeing that these people were all big and sturdy, they really couldn't handle it if they could do anything.

At this time, Su Rui, who was in the rear car, got off and walked slowly forward to negotiate with the leader.

Zi Yang and Lao Wang were worried that these excited people would suddenly lose control. They were afraid that Su Rui would have any accidents, so they hurriedly got out of the car and stood behind her left and right to prevent any accidents.

Xiao Hei also stood behind Zi Yang's side vigilantly, as if he was ready to protect him at any time.

Xiao Hei was a little relieved at Zi Yang, but why did A Chong and Qingwen seem to be in the car without any concerns, not like A Chong's style?

At this time, Su Rui and the other party were already talking to each other. The leader was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties. He was broad and strong, and he was a circle bigger than Lao Wang, with huge palms and thick knuckles.

The middle-aged man frowned and talked to Su Rui, looking at the two cars, shook his head and waved his hand. However, he was obviously not as excited as before.

After a while, Su Rui clasped his hands together and bowed to the leader.

He turned around and said to everyone, "Get in the car and go back."

The two cars retreated hundreds of meters and stopped after seeing a group of people turning into small black dots from a distance.

Several people gathered on the land cruiser to listen to Su Rui telling the story of his communication just now.

Su Rui said with a shame, "This tribe is using a very old Tibetan language. I can only understand the situation by gestures and language. I thought the Tibetan language I mastered was enough to deal with any sudden scenes, but I almost made a misunderstanding just now.

It seems that Chinese culture is indeed profound and profound. I was a little arrogant before and I was really ignorant."

Lao Wang said, "Don't be humble. If even you are ignorant, then Lao Li and I are single-celled animals. Tell me what's going on? Do you need to pay a toll?"

Zi Yang also said: "Did these people have never seen Han people or cars before, and are afraid of what kind of monsters we are?"

Su Rui shook his head and said, "This group of Tibetans has come into contact with outsiders, and it is not particularly surprising to our appearance. The reason they blocked us is because a ceremony is being held in the village. During this period, no outsider can disturb them."

Lao Wang nodded, "Oh, I was scared, thinking I was going to rob the road, I just wanted to rob the money."

Su Rui continued, "They hope we can take a detour."
Chapter completed!