Mountain and Sea Treasures

Sea burial
"What's wrong with Chang'an?" Professor Xu's tone was rather surprised.

Others also looked at me strangely, but because of Lao Yan's silence, they couldn't ask any more questions.

I sat paralyzed on the beach, staring at the calm water, wanting to explain but not knowing how?Maybe it was really like what Lao Yan said, I was stimulated by things when I was a child, so I had such a big reaction when I saw the fish scales on that child.

Maybe it was just a birthmark.

However, time passed by every minute and every second, but Yazai still didn't come back.

I jumped up and stood up: "No, I have to go and see!"

"You're confused!" Lao Yan stopped me and lectured.

I blushed, and it took me a long time to spit out a sentence: "Old Yan, I, I have to go and have a look, so that I can feel at ease, that child... that child is as old as me back then, I really..."

Lao Yan shook his head: "Baby didn't come back, which means it's hard to find out. It will only make things worse if you go."

"Old Yan, just let me go, at least let me take a look..." I begged.

Lao Yan shouted loudly: "Chang'an, you can't be affected by that incident forever, you are now a member of 701, you must firmly remember the national mission! If you don't hear anything when you come back, I will go out in person, so you should be at ease now, right?"

I knew I shouldn't make trouble anymore, so I nodded sullenly and continued to stare at the sea.

At this time the sun had fully risen, and there was a sudden movement in my heart, as if there was a glimmer of inspiration floating by.

Lao Xia was the first to see that I was wrong, and asked me if I had discovered something?
"I always feel as if I have touched the strangeness of this village, but I can't tell for a while." I stared at the round of the sun and said.

Lao Yan immediately made a silent gesture, telling everyone not to disturb my thoughts, I smiled wryly and signaled to him that there is no need, the inspiration just now has long since disappeared.

"It's okay, we've only been here for two or three days, so there's no rush." ​​Professor Xu smiled, but his expression couldn't hide his worry.

I knew he was worried about the boy, but I didn't know how to comfort him, so I had to suppress my impatience and wait slowly.

Boom!
Suddenly, a burst of drums resounding from the fishing village came from the fishing village. I was shocked, but I heard the dense drumbeats that followed, and the sea water boiled.

"What happened?" Lao Yan's expression changed.

Professor Xu's complexion was heavy, his face vibrated with the drumbeat, and he explained: "This is a funeral song, but in the funeral customs all over the country, there is no funeral on the same day."

Lao Yan was also stunned. He was silent for nearly a minute before giving the order: "Wait another 1 minutes."

"Old Yan!" Professor Xu called out eagerly.

But Lao Yan just replied indifferently: "Should you all hear what my master said today?"

Everyone was in the room at the time, and the white team's voice should be heard no matter how weak it is.

Professor Xu was dumbfounded immediately, but said unwillingly: "Then I will go by myself."

"Old Xu!" Lao Yan yelled, "It's only 5 minutes, and what can happen with the kid's ability?"

Professor Xu stopped talking and just stared at the village with blood-red eyes.

Seeing him like this made me very uncomfortable. Yazai went there at my request, so nothing happened to him.

5 minutes sounds short, but after we fell silent, it felt unreasonably long.

"It's here!" Professor Xu stared at his watch and said suddenly, without waiting for Lao Yan to speak, he ran straight to the fishing village.

Lao Yan didn't talk nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, all the staff followed.

A group of us approached the fishing village, but we met a team beating gongs and drums.

The team is full of tightly wrapped fishermen. Every four people carry a big drum, and one person follows behind to beat it. There are five teams in total.

Behind this gong and drum team were strong men carrying the coffin, and a group of family members of the deceased dressed in sackcloth and filial piety. A woman in her early 30s was already hoarse from crying.

We avoided to both sides, Professor Xu anxiously wanted to get out of the line, but was held back by Lao Yan: "The funeral is a big event, if we disturb them, the next thing will be difficult!"

Professor Xu naturally knew the pros and cons of it, so he had to endure it with all his strength, but those red eyes were terrifying, which fit the atmosphere of the funeral procession very well.

I watched the gong and drum team pass by, and Zheng San, who I knew among them, gave us an indifferent glance, but he didn't have a seizure, just sang funeral songs and walked to the seaside.

Except for the group of family members in sackcloth and filial piety with tears on their faces, the rest of the faces were indifferent and expressionless, which looked very strange.

One of them is out of tune with them!
Although he also wore white mourning clothes and a filial hat, his demeanor was too different from these people. Unless I was blind, I would definitely be able to see it.

"Lao Yan..." I shouted in a low voice, but Lao Yan had already stopped me.

Judging by their expressions, they should have discovered it long ago.

I couldn't help getting excited, she actually came... Then I became deeply worried, she explained that things here are extremely dangerous, and what is she going to do in the funeral procession?
Four girls, what do you want to do?
Professor Xu is not as anxious as before, perhaps because the appearance of the fourth girl gave him a reassurance. All of us watched the funeral procession stop by the sea and were about to go to the fishing village when Lao Yan suddenly stopped us.

I turned around and asked him what was wrong, and he said with a dark face: "Have any of you seen a funeral sent to the seaside? This is not right, turn around and chase it back immediately."

"Maybe it's just the customs of their fishing village." Professor Xu said.

At the same time, he explained that he had seen too many strange customs, such as sky burials, hanging coffins... Maybe this water burial is also a feature of the coast.

Lao Yan's eyes flickered, but Lao Xia blinked alertly: "Have you noticed the coffin just now?"

"The coffin..." I muttered a few words, then raised my head: "Not good!"

After I finished speaking, I didn't care much, so I picked up my speed and chased after the funeral team.

That big red coffin is very heavy, and it is a regular size!

If the person who died was a child of seven or eight years old, firstly, he would not use such a conventional coffin, and would definitely use a smaller one; secondly, it would not be so heavy!

The coffin was carried by four strong men, but they were sweating profusely, walking with difficulty, obviously the weight was wrong.

Cold sweat was pouring from my forehead, and I chased after him like the wind was blowing under my feet, but I was staggered when I was about to catch up.

(End of this chapter)