Strange news about the little paper man

Mengya is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the meandering river divides the settlement into two natural parts, with commoners living in the west and nobles and clergy in the east.Halfway up the mountain in the southeast is where the temple is located.Further east is the tomb group.

The two headed north along the main road beside the river, through the residential area, and into the rolling mountains.

According to the custom, the god sacrifice activity lasts for three days.On the first day, invite the gods, decorate the princess who serves the gods, and bathe in holy water; on the second day of the festival, start from the square, travel along the river to the northwest, pass through the mountains and dense forests, pass the tomb area, and arrive in the early morning of the third day The altar; at the end, the gods were sent off, the princess was buried, and everyone reveled.

Ji and Li entered the back mountain, but they still didn't see any people.Like the inhabited area, there are few plants here, and the loess is exposed or even deserted.Li Mobai found the remains of several stone statues in the loess, and confirmed that they took the main road for the festival.

Ji Mingyuan has practiced spells in the past six months, and at this moment, he started to use the magic tricks. Together with the little paper figurine, he quickly walked out of the forest and arrived at the burial area.

The burial culture of the Mengya people also has its own characteristics, and they are buried in the soil in a stacked way.

The tribe has a complete underground load-bearing system. The location of the coffin is fixed at birth. People of the same clan are placed in order from bottom to top in order of seniority, which is very orderly.When the last member of the family is buried, the tomb is sealed with stone slabs, with inscriptions of deeds and glory, as well as praises to the gods.

The Mengya people did not have their own written language, and when necessary, they would use ancient Chinese characters to describe history.Ji Mingyuan found a complete sentence among the mottled remains of the stele: "The god of the tree blesses her children, and enjoys the earth, sunshine, air and pure water forever."

"The Mengya people believe in tree gods. The word 'Mengya' in the local language means 'descendants of tree gods'." Ji Mingyuan stroked the words on the tombstone, and said his speculation, "It will make them believe in , and with all the miracles today, maybe this God of Trees really exists?"

Li Mobai nodded upon hearing the words: "The ancestral tree of Meng Ya is in front, let's go and have a look."

Meng Ya's ancestral tree is located on the west side of the temple. Different from the barren environment outside, the old trees are dense and towering, forming a forest of its own.As soon as Ji and Li got close to the range of the trees, they were blocked by the crown. The leaves covered the sky and the branches fell to the ground like beards. They couldn't see the center at a glance.

"To live to such an age, this tree must have spirits," Li Mobai asked Ji Mingyuan, "What can you see?"

Ji Mingyuan had already thought that there was no sign of the tree spirit just by opening his eyes and looking for it.Then he picked up a moderately thick branch, pulled it a few times, and said to Li Mobai: "Look, Xiaobai, this tree is not in good condition as it looks on the surface. If there is a tree spirit, it may be very weak." .”

"It's not an exaggeration to become an immortal with this kind of cultivation. I'm afraid that something happened." Li Mobai said, "Or maybe he left his cultivation and made offerings for something."

The two shuttled through the dense branches and air roots for a while, and the front suddenly became brighter, showing a hollow area.The ring-shaped space is almost closed, but it is illuminated by the tree core of the trunk.

Eight life-sized puppets guarded the core of the ancestor tree in several directions, and there was aura flowing around them, but it was very weak under the powerful breath of the ancestor tree.

Facing the outsiders, these defenders did not make it difficult to interrogate them, but instead led the way with gestures.One of the eight people pointed to the sky and the other to the ground, and the rest turned horizontally to form a loop.

"It seems to let us walk in circles, one up and one down, two options." Ji Mingyuan tried to move forward a small space in the indicated direction, and the nearest puppet actually nodded, signaling him to move on.

Ji Mingyuan was slightly surprised, and asked his companion: "Do you want to go there?"

"Interesting, let's go in and have a look." After Li Mobai finished speaking, he pulled him up and walked towards the opposite side counterclockwise.

The two circled half a circle, and met the puppet pointing to the sky.The man smiled and spread his palms, and the two of them were immediately enveloped in soft white light. After half a stick of incense, the light disappeared, the puppet reset, and the surrounding scenery remained the same.

Ji Mingyuan let go of his eyes, zoomed in on his five senses, and looked around, feeling something different.

"Listen." The little paper figurine pointed to a direction far away.Ji Mingyuan followed his guidance to feel the past, and found out that it was the noise of human speech.

"It seems that we have found the right place, let's go out and have a look?"

"Wait," Li Mobai held onto Ji Mingyuan, "there are no mortals outside, and we don't know the cultivation of the princess and the priest for the time being, so going out rashly like this may arouse the vigilance of the other party."

"Why don't you wait, let me go out and have a look?" Ji Mingyuan asked.

"No!" The little paper man flatly refused: "I'll change my appearance and go with you." After saying that, a golden light flashed, and the figure shrank into a thin human-shaped piece of paper, which slowly fell into Ji Mingyuan's palm.

The old fairy who created him back then was also quite childlike. At this moment, Li Mobai has a steamed bun face, pocket-sized hands and feet are round and white, and big eyes occupy half of his face. His black eyes are watery and staring at his brother. He was given a red face by the evil spirit of the fairy.

Having known each other for many years, it was the first time that Ji Mingyuan saw the real body of the little paper figurine, and his heart almost melted, and he couldn't help reaching out to poke the pair of red dots on his cheeks.

Li Mobai turned over, hugged his head with two paper hands, and kicked Ji Mingyuan's tiger's mouth a few times with his little foot: "I knew you would laugh at this stupid look! Go away, don't look!"

Ji Mingyuan let out a muffled laugh, taking advantage of the gap between the little paper figurine's body turning, stretched out his index finger to hook the position of his lower abdomen, attached himself to the opponent's buttocks and took a sip.

"Not stupid, very cute." After speaking, he opened the pocket of the right trousers, carefully stuffed the piece of paper in, and adjusted the position considerately, so that his eyes were exposed.

The sound of people in the distance came from the burial area, Ji Ming was far away from the range of the ancestral tree, and what he saw was the scene of the villagers working and living in harmony.Human beings lived in houses during their lifetime and in tombs after death, and this is their home now.

There is a small square in the center of the tombs, where the noise of people comes from. The villagers are either working or gathering in twos and threes to chat, and the children are playing near their families.

As soon as Ji Mingyuan approached, they put down the things in their hands and welcomed the guests from afar.

A group of boys, girls and children in national costumes surrounded Ji Mingyuan, speaking a language he had never heard before.

"Yiyi Anuo! Asa!" "Hey Asa! Hey Guapora Asa!"

Even if he can't understand, Ji Mingyuan can still feel the enthusiasm of the other party.He smiled and looked around the crowd, and found an old man in red, who seemed to be able to take charge.

"I'm a foreigner, and I entered here by mistake," Ji Mingyuan bowed politely, and said, "Can you understand me?"

Sure enough, these people also knew Chinese, they all nodded their heads and gestured to express something.In the end, the old man stood up and said a few words in very unproficient Chinese: "Welcome, wise man, brave man."

As a guest, Ji Mingyuan lived in the Mengya tribe.

The cemetery of the Mengya nationality is located with excellent geomantic omen, and it is obviously built for human habitation.It is close to the ancestral tree and has abundant aura, which is very convenient for the villagers to do their daily work, not to mention that there is a wealth of living space underground.

At that time, it was time to build the cemetery, and the Mengya people took a long-term view. Considering that more and more clansmen would sleep underground in the future, they opened up the underground into a multi-layered space, forming a stacked burial pattern that seemed novel to outsiders.

Ji Mingyuan was arranged to live underground, sharing the tomb with a boy.At this moment, he understood why the old man mentioned "brave man", and he really didn't dare to be a guest here without any courage.

Seeing his indifferent expression, the villagers liked him even more, and more people surrounded him.They have lived in the illusory world for hundreds of years, and rarely see outsiders, so they are very excited at this time.

Even though they had passed away long ago, Ji Mingyuan found that these people didn't have a ghostly aura on them. Instead, there was a glowing blue light shining in the depths of their souls, and they really became elves.

At this moment, Ji and Li have connected with each other. He put his right hand in his pocket and had a brief exchange with the little paper figurines. The feedback he got was: "Of course, my brother can't be mistaken. Then these people themselves are elves."

Ji Mingyuan was puzzled: "I've never heard of the saying that people change spirits after death. Is it because I'm ignorant?"

"You can live after death," Li Mobai explained. "It's just the spirit of this life, but it's not the person it used to be."

The boy who entertained Ji Mingyuan was called Ang Nuo. He looked about eight years old on the outside, but his spirit body was actually several hundred years old.I don't know if it's a racial characteristic, but these elves have relatively simple personalities and are happy to exchange information with strangers.

"Besides me," Ji Mingyuan gestured to the boy and asked, "Are there any other guests in the tribe recently?"

"No," the boy shook his head resolutely, then thought of something else, and excitedly gestured to Ji Mingyuan, "There are no guests, but there are two sinners."

"Sinner?" Ji Mingyuan made a surprised expression, motioning for Onuo Duo to say something.

Sure enough, the boy was aroused by Ji Mingyuan to gossip, and he told Ji Mingyuan about the past and the past.

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In the bathroom, the lights are bright and the mist is dense.Sun Xinxin wore a maid's tube skirt, covered her face with gauze, and carried a copper pot back and forth between the bath and the water room, constantly adding hot water to the spring pool to ensure a warm atmosphere in the room.

A man and a woman are bathing in the pool. The girl looks thirteen or fourteen years old. She is not very old, but she is very attractive. She is the princess herself in "God Sacrifice".Looking at the man next to him, he is in his early twenties, but he is even taller and fairer, with a face like a good girl.

These two people have a friendly and familiar attitude, but they have no sexual desire between men and women, they seem to be friends for many years.

At this time, the princess was half lying on the edge of the pool, with her arms resting on the shore, and carefully applied the essential oils of plants and trees to her skin.Seeing the maid Sun Xinxin coming to add water, she let out a "beep" and said to the man, "It's time for you to calm down, why don't you put him back?"

Hearing this, the man smiled, waved to Sun Xinxin, and motioned for her to come over: "Give me a back squeeze."

The woman's strength was neither light nor heavy, and her skillful technique, combined with the heat of the hot spring water, made the man hum in comfort.He enjoyed it for a while, and then half-opened his eyes again: "You're right, but look, I'm really reluctant, what should I do?"

The princess smiled, and winked playfully at Sun Xinxin: "Sister, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Sun Xinxin continued to concentrate on massaging the man's body. The skin under his hands was smooth and delicate, like a brocade, so beautiful that people couldn't bear to let go.

"As long as Chen Lang is here, I am willing to stay here forever." She said obsessively.

"That's not okay, little classmate, that's not how love is talked about." A man's voice sounded, and Ji Mingyuan lifted the curtain and walked in.

The author has something to say: Li Mobai: Brother, you actually put me in your trouser pocket!

Ji Mingyuan: What, is it uncomfortable?

Li Mobai: ...No, I greeted my neighbor just now, I was so shy...

The dialect in this article is fabricated by the author, the general idea is as follows:

Yiyi Anuo!Asa! ——Welcome you!man!

Asa Hey!Guapora Asa Hey! ——little brother!Beautiful little brother!