I buried the anchor, there is no crime!

The vulture's cry is a very peculiar sound, high-pitched and hoarse.

Listening to the human eardrum, there is a very terrifying feeling.

"Quack...wow..."

The voice of a vulture is sharper than that of a crow, and the tail is hoarse.

Originally, the snow area was very vast, and there was nothing around it.

Now the vulture's voice resounded through the entire snow area in an instant.

It was like blowing a dilapidated bone flute.

At this time, the netizens in the live broadcast room felt their scalps go numb after hearing this voice.

"Fuck... What a terrible sound is this, it's really ugly."

"If you close your eyes and listen to it, it's like rubbing back and forth with sawtooth. It's very unpleasant, and it's really uncomfortable."

"I can only say that this voice matches their appearance so well, it sounds like a lifeless feeling."

The cries of vultures are very unfriendly.

This sound has a very uncomfortable feeling.

But for some reason, everyone felt that his voice seemed to be a perfect match with the ugly figure of the vulture.

After Lin Rou finished speaking, she stopped talking and led the group of people to walk forward slowly.

After they climbed a small hill, the scene below slowly came into view.

Below Chunqiu is a very small valley.

Instead, there were two humanoid objects wrapped in sutra cloth lying quietly in the valley.

And a dozen people stood a little farther away from these two humanoid objects.

Among them was a lama in red, and several people wrapped in Tibetan robes.

There are still a bunch of people a little further away.

There are also photographers carrying photographic equipment.

But the first thing Lin Rou looked at was the group of people farthest away.

Because the clothes of this group of people are very normal, but it is a bit abnormal, because it is obvious that these people did not come to the funeral at all.

They are likely to be tourists passing by, and some of them came here specially to shoot.

In fact, under normal circumstances, this type of people is not allowed to enter near the sky burial ground at all.

But they still watched this scene from a distance, and even if they refused to let them come over, they would stand there and stare, not wanting to leave at all.

The people below who were preparing for the sky burial also noticed Lin Rou immediately.

Lin Rou thought for a while, then turned her head and said:
"You guys wait here first."

After finishing speaking, Lin Rou walked towards the valley with only her little assistant.

At this time, the live broadcast on the mobile phone was also directly noticed under his income, leaving only the sound.

When we reached the section in the valley, a red-clothed horn next to the wall greeted us directly.

The horn in red is no longer young, and is already very old.

Eyes are starting to cloud.

He also has a younger horn by his side, and this younger horn should be able to translate some languages.

So Lin Rou said directly to the young trumpet:
"Hi, I'm Lin Rou."

After hearing Lin Rou's words, the young trumpet directly turned to your old trumpet's ear, and slowly translated the sentence.

Then he turned his head to Lin Rou, and said in a very blunt language:
"Hi Linrou, I'm Dolma."

"This is my teacher Gamma."

"Welcome to the snow area."

Because before that, they had already communicated on the phone.

Lin Rou has already understood the things that should be understood.

So after a brief exchange between the two, Lin Rou knew the current situation.

Today there are exactly two dead people who need to be buried in the sky.

At this time, apart from the family members of the deceased who came to the museum, the people here are those who preside over the sky burial.

As for those people farther away, as expected, they all knew the news and came to join in the fun.

But Lin Rou is a bit unclean, it is this Lama, why did he contact his company? .

So Lin Rou directly asked...

"Since you are already holding a sky burial ceremony, why do you still look for our company?"

Dolma directly translated the neighbor's words to Old Gamma.

When Lin Rou was talking, Old Gamma's cloudy eyes kept staring at Lin Rou.

And the expression in his eyes kept flickering.

After hearing Lin Rou's question, he pointed to the center of the mountain country, and then uttered a series of syllables that Lin Rou could not understand.

At this time, Zhuoma began to translate and said:
"He said he would invite Miss Lin to watch a sky burial ceremony, and then he would know."

Although Lin Rou didn't know what kind of lawsuit they were fighting, but Lin Rou didn't panic, so she stopped talking.

Then he turned his gaze to the celestial burial ground.

But in the end, I took another look at this old lama. The life of this old trumpet is obviously approaching the end of its life.

"Ding! Death perception is on."

"Customer death message has been viewed."

"Client: Tashi Dodrup Gamma."

"Death Probability Cause: 48% chance of death within 100 hours of natural death due to organ failure"

Along with the sound of the system, there was also a scene of death.

That is, the old trumpet plate in front of him sat in a very hard soil layer, and his old face slowly fell down.

The fire of life also slowly disappeared.

When the old trumpet finally passed away, Lin Rou was standing in front of him.

After seeing this death scene, Lin Rou already knew that this old mother would soon die due to natural aging.And when the old trumpet died, Lin Rou was also opposite the old lama.

After taking a look, Linglong averted her gaze, because he actually didn't care much about this matter.

There is a unique system in this Tibetan trumpet.

It is very possible that the reason why they found the company was because they felt the difference in Lin Rou.

And the current Tianzang ceremony will be carried out soon.

In this way, Linglong can see the reason.

Lin Rou waited for a while, and then saw the old trumpet. After taking a deep look at him, she waved her old arm.

At this time, there were a few people in the crowd who were all hidden in Tibetan robes, and slowly walked towards the celestial burial ground.

These people should be the sky burial masters presiding over the ceremony.

Lin Rou scanned the three celestial burial masters up and down, then faced Zhuoma beside her and asked:
"Can this sky burial ceremony be shown to other people?"