I build an oasis in the northwest

Chapter 126

After the funeral.

Chen Mu mixed in the procession of mourners and walked slowly towards the village.

Li Wanmian glanced at the shooting content, thought about it, and after the team separated, she ran to him with the machine and asked in a low voice.

"Chen Mu, I remember in film and television works, don't Tibetans all have sky burials? Why are they cremated here?"

Hearing this, Chen Mu paused, pulled her away from people, and ensured that the villagers would not hear her, before speaking slowly.

"Sky burial, cremation, water burial, pagoda burial, earth burial, and tree burial are all Tibetan funeral rituals. Now they are better. In the past, the funeral categories were determined according to the identity of the deceased, and the funeral rituals for different identities were also different. .”

Yes, affected by religion, caste system, status level, etc., there are strict regulations on the funeral methods that can be used by different people and different statuses.

Among them, pagoda burial is the most noble of the six types of burial. Only a very few people such as the Dalai Lama, Panchen Lama and the Great Living Buddha can obtain this honor.

Cremation is a noble funeral method. In the past, only eminent monks could use it. It was not until after liberation that this funeral method became available to ordinary people.

Sky burial is the oldest and most common funeral ritual.

Most of the water burials are performed by throwing the whole body into the river or lake. When the river water is high, this method is no less than a sky burial.

However, in some places, this burial method is mostly used after the deaths of children and infants who died young, beggars, widowers, widows, orphans, lonely people, and people from the underworld.

It is also because of this that in the minds of Tibetans, if the fish in the lake eats meat, it will carry the soul of the deceased with it, so they will not eat aquatic products at all.

Burial is used for people who committed serious crimes during their lifetime, were ill, such as leprosy and AIDS, and those who died unnaturally, such as car accidents. Therefore, generally speaking, no one will choose this burial method.

Tree burial is only used in Tibet, where there is a natural tree burial forest filled with children. It is also known as the purest burial method.

Chen Mu explained this in detail. It was the first time for Zhang Wenjing and others to hear this. They all came closer and listened attentively.

"So, you have to be lucky that it is not a sky burial. In order to prevent the souls of the deceased from going where they should go, strangers are not allowed to watch or film the sky burial ceremony."

"Ah! Is there such a huge difference?"

"I didn't expect that it was just a simple funeral, and the rituals and customs in the middle were so different."

"When I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely go to Tibet to see the Burial Forest."

The few people who heard this novel looked surprised, and the discussion volume unconsciously became much louder.

Seeing everyone around him looking at him in surprise, especially Tashi's glare and Nuha's frown.

Chen Mu nodded slightly and apologized silently, then straightened his face, glanced at the people in front of him one by one, and said seriously and angrily: "Keep your voice down, control yourself, and look at the appearance of the people around you!"

As he said that, he looked at Zhang Zizheng angrily.

This is the real reason why the accommodation project in Ruxing Village was stopped directly.

After all, if a tourist really breaks the taboo, the most he can get is a beating, and he, a local, will probably be beaten to death.

Seeing that they couldn't suppress their voices, several of them immediately closed their mouths and glanced at the people around them guiltily. They saw the surprised eyes of the people around them and Tashi with red eyes and clenched fists.

Chen Mu gave an ultimatum: "Stay safe, or we won't even go to the Tu tribe's horse banquet tomorrow."

After being told this, a few people, regardless of whether they were happy or not, at least immediately restrained themselves and did their best on the surface.

Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief and landed at the back, chatting with Zhang Zizheng with a wry smile on his face.

"Elbow, I remember it wasn't like this when we were in school!" He wondered: "Not to mention anything else, I went to other places before, and I will abide by the precautions others tell me, so I won't be so careless."

Zhang Zizheng was also at a loss for words: "Stop talking, these people really have nothing to say. They are naive in their thinking, and they have many things to do. They come up with their ideas one at a time."

He's almost bored to death!

When traveling alone with a group tour, I feel that it is all based on routines and not novel, so you must plan your own travels.

After I passed by, I felt that this amusement facility was not good and that one was not good. Why not imitate the ones in some places and improve them.

If he hadn't applied for it on his own initiative at that time, he wouldn't have been able to escape. Otherwise, he would definitely have to find a way to get out of this matter.

Zhang Zizheng didn't expect it either. He originally thought that he could just take a photo of something and show his face in front of the boss, but he didn't expect that the reality would be like this.

As they spoke, the brothers and sisters looked at each other and sighed in unison.

Because of Tashi’s father’s instructions before his death, the destination this time was high in the mountains.

The close relatives of the junior generation held the ashes and walked up the mountain step by step with determination.

The procession of mourners also followed behind with solemn expressions. Chen Mu recited scriptures in his mouth. Although he could not get along with the rest of the group, this was a necessary ritual for the mourners and it was their intention, so no matter what, they all It must be recited.

Below the foot of the mountain, between the mountain streams, and on the high mountains, there are wind horse flags and prayer flag towers.

This is the link between man and God.

He was reciting scriptures, but most of Chen Mu's attention was still on Li Wanmian and his party.

He really didn't want to get slapped when he turned around.

No, Qi Wei behind him was holding a camera to take pictures, and because the angle was not good, he also wanted to take a shortcut and directly cross the wind horse flag. Chen Mu quickly stopped the angle and grabbed the person.

He frowned and said: "The wind horse flag and the prayer flag tower are not allowed to take pictures, and you are not allowed to step under them."

A prayer flag is a serious wish for blessing, and it is forbidden to cross or step on it.

The wind horse flag is a bridge of communication between humans and gods, hoping to achieve good fortune for heaven, earth, humans, and animals. If it is crossed or stepped on, it means destroying the bridge.

Therefore, when passing wind horse flags and prayer flags, you need to hold them up with your hands so that people can pass underneath them.

Looking at the puzzled looks of several people, Chen Mu explained: "It is said that a camera can freeze things that cannot be seen, so in the eyes of Tibetans, using it to take pictures of wind and horse flags is to imprison the gods and block them." Auspiciousness cuts off the communication between man and God.”

As he spoke, he said seriously to Qi Wei, Zhang Wenjing, who had just taken a photo and stepped over Feng Maqi, and a girl who was just thinking about posing: "If there is a stampede, step over the banner." Those who wear prayer flags must kowtow to the prayer flags on the ground in order to atone for their sins.”

Qi Wei frowned.

Zhang Wenjing was puzzled.

Girls who wanted to pose for photos were not happy.

As the group leader, Li Wanmian was about to mediate.

Chen Mu did not continue to fight, but looked at the vultures flying in the sky and slowly told a short story. "There used to be a girl who crossed, stepped on, and took pictures like you. Even after being yelled at and stopped by others, she still ignored her..."

He pointed at the vultures flying in the sky: "Then, these vultures pooped on her, and they couldn't be driven away no matter how hard they tried. They didn't stop until she kowtowed to atone for her sins."

Seeing the disinterest on several people's faces, Chen Mu understood.

After all, now is the time when intellectuals are active. Whoever wishes to be a beautiful Chinese citizen in the next life? You can drink the toilet water in Sakura Country. If you don’t believe in it, there will be no gods and Buddhas in the sky. Not to mention that the moon abroad is rounder than at home, even the gods It is also more powerful than in China; it is better to believe in Jesus than to believe in the gods and Buddhas in China; if you believe, you will have something, and if you don’t believe it, there will be nothing, so the behavior of these three people is really normal.

So he directly pulled Zhang Zizheng and took two steps back, physically expressing his distance from them.

"It doesn't matter. The vultures may not poop on your heads, but the Tibetans will definitely not let you go."

As he spoke, he exposed his back and saw the situation here, glaring at the two Tibetan boys.

Seeing that they were about to run to find the adults, Chen Mu continued to add: "In order to prevent us from suffering unforeseen disasters later, you three should not come within three meters of me."

Although Zhang Zizheng didn't understand, he believed in Chen Mu, a local.

Li Wanmian frowned: "Is it really that serious?"

Chen Mu nodded and said sincerely: "After you go back, you can leave. I really can't serve you people."

Every ethnic group in the northwest has its own taboos. For the sake of your own life, it is best to obey them.

Although Zhang Wenjing accidentally stepped on the prayer flag because she wanted to organize, she knelt down and kowtowed without saying anything.

When Qi Wei saw her like this, it was because his grandmother believed in Buddhism and knew something about these things, and because Xiong had been beaten many times since he was a child, so he accepted it quickly. Seeing this time, he seemed to be really brave. It was serious, so he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Only the girl who was posing had her face turned blue and white, and she was wearing a beautiful skirt, so she refused to kneel down.

After waiting for 2 minutes, the other party started to cry, wiping his tears while looking at Chen Mu, as if he had done something unjust and bad.

Chen Mu didn't care about this and said to Li Wanmian: "Beauty, if you have this person in your team, I'm sorry. I won't be able to cooperate with you in the future. You should find someone else!"

After saying that, he continued to recite the scriptures, quickly caught up with the few people who left, and left quickly.

Zhang Zizheng, who stayed where he was, looked at Chen Mu, then at Li Wanmian, and finally sighed, choosing to leave the group behind and follow them.

Before leaving, he said something: "Chen Mu is a good-natured person. If you are like this now, you must have done something wrong. Moreover, I told you all these things before I came here, but you didn't take it to heart at all. If that's the case, then just invalidate all the ideas you mentioned before, just take them down and deal with the problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly followed Chen Mu.

Chen Mu looked at him: "Why are you following me?"

Zhang Zizheng said depressedly: "I don't want to serve these idiots anymore."

If you can't convince this group of people this time, let them know that they need to pay more attention to what they say and do. Otherwise, this is the first one they come into contact with, and there will be more than a dozen after them. You can't just violate a taboo once you come into contact with one!

Chen Mu is his buddy, and it is because of this friendship that he is so helpful. He cannot make things difficult for others.

Not interested in staying on this topic any longer, he looked at the scriptures Chen Mu was reciting and asked doubtfully: "Chen Mu, do you also believe in this?"

But usually when he was at school, the other person didn’t seem to have any faith!
Hearing this, Chen Mu looked around furtively. After seeing that no one was paying attention, he slowly said: "I don't believe it, but you have to be good at living here!"

In fact, it was also because I learned it when I was young and followed my grandfather for five or six years a year.

He is very proud: "Don't talk about scriptures, I also know a few words about Taola of the Tu people; the dances of the Kazakh people; the rituals of the Uighur Oil Gourd Festival; the chopstick dance of the Mongolian people when drinking and entertaining guests; the harvest dance of the Tibetan people, security guards I know a little bit of the clan’s banquet dance and Doulai dance.”

Zhang Zizheng was surprised: "So the twitching of your hands and feet when you performed on stage in previous years was really dancing?"

As an old classmate of mine, whenever there was not enough time to perform, people in the class would sign up for him.

They were neither coy nor angry. After being forced to sign up, they performed on stage smoothly.

Is it just a performance?
Ok……

The main theme is a magical program where everyone can only see a person on the stage who is twitching all over, dancing unable to keep up with the beat, and making noise when singing.

After four years of college, not to mention other things, at least everyone in the Forestry College knew that there was a talented person who was extremely confident and had a very good temper.

Chen Mu rolled his eyes at him: "You guys, that's because you don't have the appreciation."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the group of people behind him who were still in a stalemate, and asked, "What are you going to do with this group of people?"

"Nothing to do. If they catch up later, I will help them. If that's it, then that's it."

Chen Mu nodded to show that he understood.

If you want to say anything else, you will see that you are about to ascend to the top.

He shut up for a moment and continued to recite the scriptures.

Zhang Zizheng thought about it and felt that it was a little bad for him, a rookie who had gotten in, to not think about anything.

Especially after I heard that this kind of behavior can increase merit, I took out my mobile phone, pulled out the recording, put it to Chen Mu's mouth, recorded a 5-minute clear version, and started playing it.

Chen Mu couldn't help but give him a thumbs up for his wonderful idea.

Cow batch!

The Tibetans around him were surprised when they saw this behavior, but they could also appreciate the other person's efforts and reached out to pat him on the shoulder to show his praise.

Especially Uncle Nuha, when he saw this scene, although he couldn't laugh, he nodded.

The closer to the mountain, the louder the chanting of the monks leading the way, and the louder the chanting of the mourners.

When it reaches the top, the relatives of the younger generation take out the ashes, and instead of scattering them, they hold them up with their hands and let them fly in the wind.

Suddenly, a sad and solemn atmosphere enveloped the air.

Although Tashi was sad, she still tried her best not to shed tears, so as not to stain her soul with tears, make her unable to forget her family, and find her way back home.

As for Li Wanmian and her group, they followed up at the last moment.

It's just that there are two people missing from the team.

Qi Wei's expression did not change, and he could not tell that he was unhappy at all. He concentrated on filming this solemn scene.

Chen Mu and Zhang Zizheng just didn't know about it and had no intention of asking.

(End of this chapter)