Lao Wang asked, "Is it? A plague broke out?"

Su Rui shook his head and said, "This may be very small. I have carefully observed the corpse in the burial ground, and there is no characteristic of lesions. Moreover, if it is a plague, it is usually burial."

Zi Yang said: "They are afraid, as if they are afraid of someone or something. The middle-aged man kept looking out while eating, as if someone was about to rush in and hit him."

"And from his toast, it was a bit unnatural, and it seemed that there was a wound on his right arm."

Lao Wang said, "Hey, do you still understand behavioral analysis now?"

Zi Yang ignored him and continued, "They are hiding something. If they are really holding a ceremony, although they don't need to decorate the lights, they should at least dress up. But along the way, every household seems to be not at all like a festival. And when it gets dark, all the doors are closed and there is no one on the street. Even if there is no entertainment at night in remote areas, it is not so exaggerated, right?"

Lao Wang said, "Old Li, don't pretend to be exaggerated, okay? I'm a little scared when you say this."

Zi Yang was a little upset by his repeated attacks and said impatiently, "You are not afraid of dead people, you are afraid of a ghost!"

Lao Wang shrank his neck, "I'm just afraid of ghosts..."

As he said that, he took a secret glance at A Chong. A Chong remained silent and stared at the fire coldly.

Su Rui said, "Listen to Zi Yang's analysis, I also feel that this place is full of weirdness. Why don't we go to investigate while it's dark?"

A Chong said, "You can't go, someone will monitor you."

Everyone felt a chill when they heard this, and they looked around. There was no one in the wilderness...

Looking into the village, it was quiet and there was no sound. However, everyone thought that A Chong's words had an irresistible magic. A Chong said that someone was monitoring it, that was someone was monitoring it.

Zi Yang said, "Don't take risks anymore. Many Tibetan tribes have their own customs and etiquette. We must not break their rules. It is difficult to have conflicts with others in this wilderness."

"Tomorrow, Su Rui and I will go there openly again. We may be able to see clearly during the day. Moreover, we have entered the village once before, so they will not impose an obstacle."

At this moment, everyone entered the tent and rested in the car.

Early the next morning, the cold wind suddenly rose and snowflakes floated in the sky. It seemed that Luorong Demba was right, and it was indeed a change of weather.

Everyone finished washing up in a hurry. Lao Wang, Zi Yang and Su Rui all looked haggard. It seemed that they had not had a good sleep at night. A Chong's usual expression was cold, Qingwen was still as stupid as a wooden chicken, and Xiao Hei was confused and confused.

Everyone packed up their things, drove away from the village, and slowly drove in the other direction. After driving for more than half an hour, everyone stopped the car.

According to the plan agreed last night, Lao Wang, Xiao Hei, Qing Wen and A Chong stayed in the same place on the land cruiser, and Zi Yang and Su Rui drove the jeep back.

A few hundred meters away from the village, the two of them turned off the engine, got out of the car, and walked towards the village.

According to the details discussed last night, they wanted to tell the villagers that the fresh water and food they brought on the road may not be enough and they need to buy some from Tibetans.

Strangely, no one stopped the village entrance - there was no one even a figure. It seemed that the people who were surveillance had already walked away.

The two walked along the path to the village, and every household seemed to be empty.

When we were almost at the other end of the village, we suddenly saw a crowd of people in front of us, and a large group of people gathered together, as if we were holding some grand ceremony.

The two looked at each other and walked forward slowly. The middle-aged man in the crowd turned his head and found them. He said a few words to the two young men. The two young men with big arms and round waists rolled up their sleeves and walked over in a swaying manner. It seemed that they wanted to practice these two guys who broke in rashly.

At this time, Luorong Denba in the crowd also saw them, and drank the two young men in Tibetan. He didn't even look at Zi Yang and Su Rui, and turned his head to continue staring at the things in the crowd.

Seeing that the old patriarch was supporting him, Su Rui pulled Zi Yang's hand and the two walked forward more and more boldly.

Walking to the crowd, the two of them stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks to look inside from the shoulders of the crowd.

In the middle of the crowd, a huge coffin was lying.

In Zi Yang's impression, the coffin and the outside coffin are generally about one meter in diameter and about two meters long. But the huge coffin in front of me is more than three meters long and more than one and a half meters wide! It can be said to be a giant coffin.

This giant coffin looks extremely bulky when parked on the ground. The coffin is not polished or painted, and it seems to be simply spliced ​​together with huge logs. Giant woods of this size are extremely rare in Tibetan areas.

Several circles of thick ropes were wrapped around the coffin, as if they were "tied" together.

Several rope buckles were placed on the rope. Six thick young men stood on both sides of the coffin and passed three wooden bars as thick as bowls through the rope buckles. They squatted down and placed the wooden bars on their shoulders.

The leader called the order, and the six people shouted in silence. The coffin was shakingly lifted off the ground, and all the weight was pressed on the wooden bar through the rope. The huge pressure made the rope squeak and twisted together, bent the stick as thick as the bowl.

It seems that this huge coffin is afraid of being a thousand pounds.

Luorong Denba waved his hand and the crowd immediately dispersed.

Six strong men carried the coffin and began to walk out staggeringly, while several other strong men, who were equally strong, followed behind with tools.

The crowd watching next to him looked at the backs of the funeral procession and whispered and pointed.

Zi Yang quietly said to Su Rui: "They didn't let us enter the village yesterday. Is it because of this coffin?"

Su Rui nodded: "It should be that it seems that the coffin stopped here last night."

Seeing the giant coffin and the funeral procession gradually disappear at the entrance of the village, Luorong Denba turned around and glanced across the crowd of people watching. Everyone turned their heads and walked away, went back to their own houses, and did their own work.

Su Rui walked to the middle-aged man and Luorong Denba and explained his purpose in Tibetan. The middle-aged man looked at Luorong Denba, and the old man nodded and said a few words.

The middle-aged man signaled Zi Yang to get things with him. Su Rui stayed to talk to the old man.

The middle-aged man led Zi Yang to a dirt house and signaled Zi Yang to wait outside. After a long time, he carried a heavy cloth bag and stuffed it to Zi Yang.

Zi Yang felt that the big cloth bag was heavy, afraid it was 30 or 50 kilograms, and it seemed that it contained a lot of things.

He quickly took out a roll of money from his pocket and gave it to the middle-aged man, which cost about a few hundred yuan. The middle-aged man waved his hand and signaled not to pay. Zi Yang thought he was polite to him and insisted on giving it to him. As a result, the middle-aged man grabbed his wrist and pushed it lightly, almost staggering Zi Yang. He quickly took the money back into his pocket and never dared to push him around again.

Zi Yang held his pocket on his shoulders and followed the middle-aged man to the place he had just arrived. Seeing that Luorong Denba had left, Su Rui stood there alone, with his hands behind his back and smiling at him.

Seeing the middle-aged man with a dark face behind him, he immediately took back his smile and bowed with his hands together.

The middle-aged man pointed to the village entrance with a cold face and signaled them to leave.

The two walked towards the entrance of the village under the surveillance of middle-aged people. People from all households looked at them silently. Although there was no expression on their faces, there was obvious strangeness in their eyes.

Zi Yang gently touched Su Rui's arm, and a funeralist in black appeared from a family, carrying a white cloth on his back. He paused step by step and slowly walked towards the entrance of the village. He was in two directions with the funeral procession just now. It seemed that he should have gone to the funeral site they passed by yesterday.

Su Rui nodded, covered his mouth with his long sleeves and coughed gently, and said a few words in a difficult-to-see voice.

Zi Yang turned around and saw the middle-aged man following slowly a few meters behind them.

Zi Yang vaguely heard a slight electric current sound from Su Rui's sleeves. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

Walkie-talk!

The two walked out of the village, got into a jeep, and drove all the way out. From the rearview mirror, the middle-aged man stood there until the entire village disappeared behind him, leaving only continuous mountains in his sight.

When I arrived at the scheduled location, I found that the land cruiser was gone. A Chong, Xiao Hei, Lao Wang, and Qingwen also disappeared.

Su Rui turned off the engine and said to the walkie-talkie, "Lao Wang, Lao Wang, what's the situation? Over?"

Lao Wang's hoarse voice rang in the walkie-talkie. There was a noise in the walkie-talkie, and the signal was a little weak.

"We have caught up with the funeral procession according to the direction you indicated and are following from afar."

"Be careful not to be discovered. over"

"I know, I'm now looking at them from a distance with a telescope. This distance is safe. over"

"Okay, determine the location and return immediately after the coordinates. Never contact them."

“Okay.over”

Zi Yang looked at Su Rui, and Su Rui also looked at him, as if waiting for him to ask questions.

Zi Yang didn't take the hook, so he took out a handful of beef jerky from the pocket given by the middle-aged man, put it under his nose and smelled it, stuffed it in his mouth and started chewing it.

Snowflakes floated outside. Zi Yang wrapped her clothes tightly, lowered her chair, lying on her back, staring at the roof of the carport while eating jerky.

Su Rui took out his laptop computer, connected it to the radar signal transceiver, reached out to the window, and placed the receiver on the roof of the car. The computer screen lit up, and Su Rui's fingers danced rapidly on the keyboard.

The signal transceiver is probably as big as a washbasin, and it is like a folding umbrella. It seems that this thing has a lot of power and can directly receive satellite signals. Su Rui checks information while sending and receiving emails. The windows on the screen flash at a very fast speed.

Seeing Su Rui busy attentively, Zi Yang took a towel to cover her face, and planned to sniff for a while, but she didn't sleep well last night.

When they woke up, they found that it was almost afternoon. Su Rui had already put away the computer and was staring outside the car in a daze. Seeing Zi Yang wake up, the two of them took some compressed biscuits and energy bars, and had a simple lunch with the jerky given by the middle-aged man.

Zi Yang asked Su Rui: "Have you seen this type of funeral model?"

Su Rui said: "No, I just searched the Internet, but there was no relevant information or records."

Zi Yang said: "I was thinking just now, who is the one in such a huge coffin?"

Su Rui was waiting for an answer and saw the land cruiser coming back from afar.

When the car drove closer, Lao Wang and Qingwen got out of the car, greeted Su Rui and the others, "Hey, I'll go, I'll do it for so long. Have you eaten? I'm a little hungry."

Su Rui smiled and took out a bag of military rations and threw them to him.

Then hand it to Qingwen.

Lao Wang teared the packaging and started chewing it.

Zi Yang looked at the land cruiser and wondered: "Where are Xiao Hei and A Chong? Why are they not with you?"

Lao Wang said with a bulge of mouth: "A Chong received a signal from Xiao Su and went on foot to follow the funeralist with Xiao Hei."

Zi Yang remembered the fact that Su Rui used his sleeves to cover up the signal in the village, and it turned out that he was reporting the location to A Chong and the others.

After looking at the watch, it was already past 3 pm and asked, "The funeral is so far away from here, how long will it take for them to go back and forth?"

Judging from the map, the parking place they parked was in a triangle shape with the funeral and village. According to the location, the straight line distance would probably be close to twenty kilometers.

"Do you want to drive to pick them up?"

Su Rui shook his head slowly: "Tibetans often appear on that route, and we may be exposed when we drive over. Be careful, let's wait."
To be continued...