Chapter 1598

Although the world is vast, strange things emerge in endlessly, and folk customs vary greatly from place to place, such strange folk customs as villages are really unheard of.

Even if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I just heard about it. It makes people feel numb and chilly.

After a cold war, an Youyong didn't dare to listen any more and quickly stopped a Tao: "OK, OK, we won't listen to these ghost things, whether they are true or false. We just do business, so that we don't have to deal with others ·····"

when an Youyong said that, Qin Huan kept silent. A Tao didn't dare to object, so that the atmosphere in the car gradually became silent Left each other's breath, looking out of the window across the landscape, but also enjoyable.

However, Lin Xi couldn't be calm all the time. Since there is Daogong, and there is such a magic magic, he may be able to help him remove the poisonous insects. If it is possible, he really wants to see Daogong and ask for the method of removing the poisonous insects.

The most important thing is that in a Tao's story, the sick rooster's strange state seems to have the same effect as what he knows about witchcraft. Maybe the hope of solving witchcraft lies in Taoist.

Compared with the gambling on trees this time, perhaps the biggest harvest for him is to untie the poisonous insects, which can be called accidental suffocation.

When I have this idea in my heart, I can't contain it any more. Just how can I meet the Taoist of the village?

Following the scenery outside the window, Lin Xi's thoughts flew around. Unconsciously, they came to the deep part of the back mountain. In the distance, they could see a village rising up in the jungle, like a fortress.

When we went to see them again, they had already come to the gate of the village. Maybe because of the rules of the village, a Tao stopped at the gate and said to the people, "we're here. Please get out of the car. They have many rules and don't allow cars in. We have to walk more distance to see my friend ··"

they don't have any opinions and get out of the car one after another He looked at the village in front of him.

In the middle of the village, most of them are simple thatched houses, which look like awning boats. Most of them are made of bamboo and wood, covered with thatch, and made of vines or bamboo. They are about half a meter above the ground.

It's not so much a village as a tribe. Although it's not completely cut off, it's far from the outside world. It's like entering the primitive society.

Xu is Lin Xi, their arrival, startled the residents of the village, there are a lot of people out of their heads, or directly sitting at their own door, looking at them from afar.

When Lin Xi looked at the residents, they were all dressed in traditional clothes. Men usually had hair on the front or back of their heads. They had no collar, open chest and waist cloth. Some people wore clothes that were not very different from those of women.

Among them, women wear straight collars, or collarless, button less Duffy jackets, some wear through head style jackets, wear different length skirts, tie their hair behind their heads, insert bone hairpins or silver hairpins, wear embroidered headscarves, and wear earrings, collars and bracelets.

Because of the remote location and living in the forest, the residents are thin, their eyes are lax, and their skin is dim. Looking at Lin Xi, their eyes seem to be a little inexplicably afraid, like unknown invaders, breaking into their homes.

"Please come with me, my friend is already at home, waiting to entertain us"

for those onlookers, a Tao has long been familiar with them, and asked Lin Xi to go inside and go to the depth of the village.

Along the way, Lin Xi found a strange phenomenon, that is, there are very strange tattoos on every resident's face, all over the whole face, extending to the neck.

Even on their bodies, they have this kind of tattoo.

The styles of tattoos are also different. They have very rough lines, weird totems, and imitations of nature, wind, cloud, sun and moon. They look disorderly, but they can give people a sense of mystery.

Out of doubt in his heart, Lin Xi asked Tao softly, "Tao, is that tattoo on their faces? Why does everyone have it? It looks so strange "

a Tao has brought customers to discuss with him before, but he can't bear to bother. No matter which guest he is talking about, he will answer it in detail, and this time is no exception.

Because he had expected that Lin Xi would ask this question, and they were ready to answer it.

In a Tao's explanation, there is a story circulating in the village: in ancient times, when the flood flooded, Lao Xian and his brother and sister Hefa hid in the pumpkin and floated to Yazhou island. The brother and sister searched for people on the island, but they didn't find them. In order to continue the offspring, his younger sister lotus hair tattooed face, so that his brother can not recognize, so formed a couple.

The manager of this story is very similar to the singing of Genesis.

However, to be sure, tattoo is a major event in Villagers' life, full of solemn and mysterious color. It is also a symbol of the clan, a symbol of adulthood, and contains the will to pray for blessings and avoid evil.

It is said that women who do not have tattoos in the world will not be recognized by their ancestors after death, and become homeless and lonely souls. Women who do not have tattoos must draw a pattern with charcoal on their bodies after death.

Not only that, when he was born, he didn't have tattoos and embroidered face, and tattooed with the marks of his own family and branch. After his death, he had many ancestors and grandchildren, and it was difficult to see them all over. If his ancestors didn't recognize him as a descendant, he would always be a wild ghost.No one has known the origin of this tradition for a long time. It is only said that it is handed down from generation to generation, and no one dares to violate it.

For this tradition, a Tao also gave a reasonable explanation, that is, in ancient times, there were often tragedies of killing each other among races, and women were captured as spoils.

For various reasons, when a woman becomes an adult, she must have a tattoo, which is easy to identify and avoid being a prisoner. Therefore, there is a saying that "when a man or a woman of the Li family is one year old, she must have a tattoo.".

Moreover, each tattoo has its own special logo, usually based on its own totem, or other stereotyped patterns, with very clear regulations, and even the age of tattoo, there are strict requirements, never under the guise of disorder.

For example, in this village in front of them, the totem they worship is similar to Beaufort's frog, so their tattoos, no matter how the style changes, will carry the traces of totem.

Lin Xigang didn't see it carefully. Now when he heard a Tao mention it, he found that it was.

In addition, there is an unchanging rule in the village - if anyone does not have a tattoo, he will not be eligible to be buried after death. The purpose of not being buried in the village shows their respect for tattoos.

Tao's explanation is very serious. When people have a general understanding, they don't find it boring. As they move forward, they have passed through most of the villages and are close to Tao's friend's home. Climb up the slope in front of them to reach their destination.

"Hey, brother Xi, why don't you leave? Hurry to keep up with him"

but at this time, an Youyong suddenly finds out that Lin Xi doesn't keep up with him. He turns back curiously and urges him to keep up with him.

Lin Xi is indifferent, as if at the foot of the root, as if did not hear.

The reason why Lin Xi stopped was that his vision direction was that there was a relatively serious building far larger than other ship type houses, which was built with bricks and stones and surrounded by fences outside.

In the middle of the building, there is a stone high platform, on which lies a corpse. Many residents gather under the platform, kneeling devoutly with their hands together. It seems that they are worshiping something, and there is a faint cry.

On the high platform, there was not only the corpse, but also an old man. The old man was all skin and bones, and could not see his age. Anyway, he was very old. His body was covered in his robes, and could not see what it was.

The old man's face, painted with colorful paint, raised his hands to face the sky, very sacred and solemn, reciting strange tones, cadence, very ancient, with the atmosphere of wilderness, open and mysterious.

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