Chapter 2173 Ark Plan 37
No, Xining turned over and lay on the bed, his head buried in the pillow. After finally entering the feeling of vacation, it is the biggest torture to have to return to work.
Mo Ming: "The debt won't be repaid?"
Haven't you earned enough during this period?
Mo Ming: "The squirrel mandarin fish and Buddha jumping over the wall at Zuixianlou; the colorful brocade robes at Jixiapu; it is said that the massage at Pinxianglou is also outstanding. The masseurs are both handsome men and beautiful women, and their skills are very good. After the massage, I will relax my menstrual flow." Bones, the feeling is no worse than the joy of bed curtains, and practicing it is twice the result with half the effort..."
Xining got up and walked around. He who doesn't like to work is not a good god. I want to save the common people!
Mo Ming just looked at her like this, as if he just knew it.
Mo Ming directly opened a barrier. This thing consumes belief power, but now he is not short of money. In order to save time, he should spend it.
Walking into the barrier, Xining frowned. If he hadn't known that this dark system was always unexpected, he would have felt that he was in the wrong place.
Mo Mingda, what is this?
A woman cried heartbrokenly, but the woman next to her held her back. The men in black clothes in front walked forward, and several of them were carrying a simple stretcher, with a human-shaped figure wrapped in white cloth placed on it.
The corner of Xi Ning's mouth twitched slightly. It was a funeral. Isn't that right? My sister takes care of cats and dogs and living people. Now she also has to take care of the dead?
Could it be that he wanted to take away the faith of the local god of death or something?
Mo Ming: "Local custom is that women cannot be buried. In the front is this woman's only son, who died saving others. He saved three people who fell into the water, but he lost his strength and drowned."
Wow, what era are we in, and there is still such a custom? In some areas, men and women are equal. When you give birth to a child, it all depends on which side has a nice-sounding surname, or even a different surname. But this custom is still preserved here. Looking at the local environment and what people wear, it is true that the poorer they are, the more evil they become. Thoughts limit development and are incompatible with the outside world, only then can we cling to our own selves.
The woman who stopped the grief-stricken woman kept trying to persuade her not to go, because her son would have an uneven journey, dirty the road to the underworld, and his soul would not be peaceful after death.
Angry, how could a woman dirty the roads of the underworld? When my sister was doing tasks in the underworld, she was still a female elf, and Pluto didn't have any objections. Why did the two-legged beast think so?
The son died saving people, but the mother couldn't go to the funeral, so she let her son die in peace.
Show up, sister will take care of this!
"Don't go, don't go..." A group of women, all in black, even their heads covered with black cloth, pulled and pressed them. If she can't stop him, this poor woman who lost her son will not only be rushed back, but she may also be beaten by her man.
She had no son in the first place and didn't understand the rules. No one in the family would stand up for her.
Suddenly, all the women were stunned, their expressions were as if they had an egg stuffed in their mouths, and they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear.
A figure appeared in front, so tall that it was almost taller than the small tree next to it, about two meters tall. In a place where height is regarded as beauty, but the average male height is less than 1.7 meters, it is amazing that a person can grow to this height.
"Goddess, it's a goddess!" A woman shouted out. Even in a remote and remote area, those with a slightly richer family would still buy projectors, mobile phones, etc., so that they could see the outside world through these electronic products.
The goddess is so tall and dressed all in white. Here, only men can wear white and women can only wear black and need to do all the work in the house.
She was dazzlingly white, and seemed to glow in the sunlight. It should be divine light... The women began to kneel down one by one, and according to their original beliefs, they raised their hands to cover their cheeks. In fact, you should cover your entire face with your hands to show your humility and piety. But how could you cover your eyes and not see this once-in-a-lifetime miracle?
The woman who lost her son was also stunned there. With tearful eyes, she saw the goddess standing there and watching her silently. Then she slowly turned around and drifted towards her son's funeral procession. She suddenly understood something and ran over immediately. Because I was too excited and sad, I accidentally fell down, but I got up and continued to run. "Don't..." A woman stopped immediately after speaking. The goddess took her to the funeral. What else could stop her from going there?
The goddess actually stopped, turned around, and looked over. Yes, looking at them from a distance, not the poor woman who has already caught up halfway.
The women kneeling on the ground looked at me and I looked at you. One woman mustered up the courage to stand up and followed quickly. This woman's son was one of the three people who were saved. Even if he was beaten, it didn't matter. If there was no one else, her son would be the one lying on the stretcher in front, wrapped in white cloth.
With the first came the second, and when the third stood up, half the women stood up immediately, and when half the women caught up, all the women stood up and followed.
Xining looked at these with satisfaction, turned around and continued to lead the way.
The men in front also noticed something was wrong, and when they turned around, they were frightened to death. The women, led by the goddess, rebelled!
But the funeral procession cannot stop, as it is unlucky once it stops. I could only keep walking until I reached the cemetery.
A hole has been dug in the yellow and dry land. The tombs here are very simple. After the person is buried, they are filled directly with soil and a few bricks are placed on them. If another person dies in the village, a pit will be dug next to it as a grave.
The cemetery is very large. They are lined up side by side, and pits are dug one by one. This land has been a cemetery for thousands of years. When you reach the end, start digging again from the beginning. According to the specified depth and size, there is no need to worry about digging up corpses or bones.
Some people have also come here to take pictures of this kind of funeral custom, saying that it was covered up by wind and sand and thickened the soil layer. If you dig deeper, you can find the bones of your predecessors.
But they have never dug deep. If they dig deeper, they will dig underground. The underground is where the ancestors lived after they died. That would disturb the ancestors, so they have always dug according to the regulations.
Finally able to stop, the men looked at the poor woman kneeling beside the body of their son, crying until she died, and then looked at the patriarch.
The patriarch didn't know what to do for a moment. All the women in the village came, and the goddess stood not far away and watched. At this time, it is unwise to beat or scold the woman, or to take the woman away.
Their gods haven't come out yet, but the goddess is actually standing by and watching them.
The clan leader gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and ordered the burial.
Amid the painful wails and cries of the women, the body was slowly lowered with hemp ropes and began to be buried with soil.
It used to be quiet when they were buried, but now the entire cemetery is immersed in grief.
After burying the earth, the poor woman turned around and saw the goddess leaping up and disappearing into the sunlight. She raised her hands high and praised loudly to the place where the goddess disappeared: "Thank the goddess for her mercy and letting me send my son away!"
All the women at the scene knelt down to thank him together, and one woman even pulled her son down to kneel down together.
As long as a man knelt down, other men would also kneel down, so the whole village knelt down, listening to the poor woman loudly praising and thanking the goddess, and telling how filial her son was during his lifetime. It made many men cry, especially the family members of the rescued people.
It is said that walking is not smooth, the road to the underworld is dirty, and the soul will not be peaceful after death. It didn't go well, and the ancestors in the entire cemetery didn't come out to object.
Some people cry after death, and some say good things about themselves. Men think that it is okay to let women attend funerals, so let's do it this way, and this is what the goddess has indicated.
(End of chapter)