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Seeing the old man's expression change slightly, several people knew that there might be something to talk about, so they gathered around and wanted the old man to explain the past one by one.

The old man glanced at the big yellow dog lying on his feet, stretched out his rough palm and stroked the back of the big dog again and again, and was silent for a long time before he lit a dry cigarette and took a deep breath before saying: "Husheng... …Unless Husheng is willing, no one can let it show its appearance in front of the world!"

It turned out that the Tuva people had organized two major operations to round up the lake saint—of course, the old man called it "inviting the saint".According to the oral history of the Tuva population, the earliest request for saints occurred in the Ming Dynasty. At that time, the ancestors of Tuva made a large iron fishhook thick enough for three people to embrace with the strength of the whole family. Four big skinned buffaloes were hung on one corner, and the buffalo hides were made into reins and fastened firmly to the top of the iron hook. St. and bring it to shore.

After waiting for a day and a night, the people guarding the lake saw the fishhook sinking and knew that the lake sage had taken the bait. They immediately asked twenty Tuva warriors to drive their horses to drag the fishhook. Thousands of Tuvans gathered by the lake. I hope to see the true face of the lake sage that I have enshrined for generations.However, none of the people expected that the twenty horses would collapse on the ground foaming at the mouth after only taking twenty steps forward. On the big tree by the lake, he planned to gather the manpower of the whole family to drag the lake saint out.

But maybe it was God's will, as soon as the leather rope was tied, several big trees broke down and fell backwards. The people couldn't catch it, and the cowhide rope slid back into the lake. At the same time, Kanas Lake Layers of water waves were stirred up in the middle of the river, and it returned to tranquility after a while. This time, the "invitation to the saint" ended in failure. After a hundred years, the Tuva people dared not invite the saint again.

Wei Yihong interjected: "It seems that the old man Husheng doesn't like eating raw bison meat very much. The bloody skin is peeled off, but he doesn't like to eat anything that tastes normal. Husheng definitely doesn't like it either. I think it should be replaced with potatoes. Roasted beef, maybe the old man of the lake will run ashore happily when he smells it." He used his hometown dialect, which the old man didn't quite understand, so he could only recognize "husheng" and "going ashore" With just a few simple words, he cast doubtful eyes on him, and Lezheng Li held back a smile and said in favor of Wei Yihong: "He said that the lake sage might be more willing to guard the undead of Genghis Khan at the bottom of the lake. The first invitation to saints happened in the Ming Dynasty, so the most recent one was around the founding of the People's Republic?"

Seeing that Le Zhengli said that the old man nodded repeatedly, Wei Yihong smiled and nodded beside him, "Yes, that's what I mean." After all, it is a family legend that the old man respects quite a lot. It is fine to make a joke or two. If there is too much, I am afraid that the old man will let the dog bite him.

The old man said: "That's right, the last time I invited the saint was seven years ago... At that time, the tribe discussed inviting the lake saint again."

Seven years?[-] years?The few people looked at each other, it was a long time ago, Le Zhengli and his group hadn't even seen a hair, and they could only know a thing or two about the past history from history books, anyway, the school didn't know much about it. Not allowed to explain in detail, only a rough idea.

Everyone hurriedly asked the old man to explain in more detail. After asking, they found out that this movement had already spread to the Xinjiang area. Kanas Lake Saint undoubtedly became a representative product of feudal superstition. Catch the big fish in the lake and share them to eat, completely solving the root of this feudal superstition.

This time, the local organization collectively slaughtered more than ten cows by the river, made a large net out of cowhide, and then sent five small boats to drag the large net around the lake. The old man Dewa was already in his 20s at the time. youth, he is also one of the participants in this movement.

At noon that day, the bright sun was shining, and the surface of Kanas Lake was so quiet that there was not even a trace of waves. Dewa followed a dozen young and middle-aged men dragging a big net to the lake, and the forest on the shore of Kanas Lake was completely silent. , only the sound of heavy fishing nets dragging on the ground is left. Deva used to walk in the forest, and he would hear insects and birds to some extent. Although today is the time when the sun is poisonous at noon, it will not be so quiet. Not even a sound.

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Deva couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He had heard from his family that the lake sage who lived in the lake existed to protect the soul of Genghis Khan since he was a child. How dare he offend so easily?It's just that if he doesn't stand up and cast the net today, I'm afraid that his family members will inevitably be criticized, so even if he is beating drums with suspicion in his heart at this moment, he can only bite the bullet.

The crowd dragged the big net to the Kanas Lake. Dewa looked up at Kanas, which was as quiet as emerald, and felt a little gloomy in his heart. Tuva people have lived here for generations. It is somewhat unacceptable to have grown up with the idea of ​​"Tuva gods and gods", but now they want to capture and kill the lake saint.

The leading "captain" saw that his expression was loose, and said with a sneer, "Deva, do you still want to cling to these outdated ideas and hinder our revolution?!"

Deva shivered, shook his head hastily, and stammered: "No, it won't..."

The captain snorted, raised his finger to Kanas Lake and said: "Okay, you come and get this net..." Before he finished speaking, everyone suddenly saw a huge wall of water rising from the lake, nearly 20 meters high. The water wall with the momentum of covering the sky and the sun turned away the light in front of everyone's eyes. In the chaos, Deva only vaguely saw a little red light in the dark blue water wall in front of him, and he immediately shouted: "The Lake Saint It’s the Holy Lake!” After shouting, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Kanas Lake, and the rest of the crowd trembled in fright, and they also knelt down with him when they saw this.

The frightening wall of water in front of him didn't stop, as if being slowly pushed forward by an invisible big hand, approaching everyone inch by inch.Deva propped his hands on the ground, and didn't dare to lift his head, only to see his fingers sinking deep into the wet mud in front of him, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

The huge wave stopped an inch in front of Dewa's fingers, and then there was a huge splash of water. Dewa had no doubt that he would be smashed to pieces by the falling huge wave, and he even felt a little bit of relief in his heart——this It is his retribution for offending Lake Saint.

However, to everyone's surprise, the huge wave receded into Kanas Lake like an ebb tide as soon as it fell. It did not break anyone's bones, but took away the huge cowhide net.

The people who were drenched by the lake were paralyzed on the ground, and after a long time, they supported each other and fled away from the shore of Kanas Lake. On such topics, Dewa returned to the village with a few Tuva villagers who went with him, and told everyone what he had seen during the trip. So far, it has been four or fifty years.

"The Lake Saint forgave the sins of the Tuva people..." the old man Deva murmured, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to have returned to the Kanas Lake after noon that year, and saw the strange dazzling light in the water wall again. red light.

After listening to the old man's story, the other four people were all excited, especially Lao Jin, who had witnessed a huge water monster, and Lezheng Li, who had seen the strange shadow underwater. This story is seventy-eight percent believed.Although Wei Yihong didn't fully believe it, he had firm confidence in the fact that there were huge aquatic creatures in Kanas Lake.

Le Zhengli raised his eyes and saw Yin Ranyi holding up the camera in a daze, so he called him softly: "Yin Ranyi."

The latter turned his head and glanced at him, but did not speak, but walked to Deva's side, raised his finger to the wall and asked, "Excuse me, what is that?"

He spoke the language of the local Tuva people, and the people next to him were stunned: What do you mean by this?When did this guy learn Tuvan?Could it be that his ancestors have some Tuvan blood?