The more he got to this time, the more he wanted Hu Xiaoxi, if there was a little fox here, the little fox could quickly find the trace of Hanwa with his keen sense of smell.

Lao Yang was afraid that they were not familiar with the local terrain, so he also turned on the flashlight to help find someone.

There are two roads in the east and west directions of this small village, and several of them come from the west, and the dirt road on the east side leads to the town, which is relatively spacious, and if it is a normal person, they will definitely take this road. However, he is a madman, and he can't be analyzed by normal people's thinking.

The old sheep led them along the dirt road to the east for more than half an hour, and finally the flashlight was about to run out, and then they had to turn back.

"Baby, old man, I know that you are good people, and I can't blame you for this. In the middle of the night, we often have jackals after nightfall, let's go back quickly, and then look for dawn, okay? ”

The dirt road is low-lying and next to the raging Yellow River. Ma Chengfeng found that there seemed to be a ferry not far ahead, but there was no boat stop in this ferry, relatively speaking, after the Yellow River flowed here, the water was not so turbulent.

"Old sheep, can this ferry still work?" He asked.

"You say this? It used to be usable, but in recent years, the rain has been heavy, and this water area is not very peaceful, and no one dares to enter the water from this ferry for three or four years. ”

Heavy rains for several years have caused the water in the nearby river basin to rise, and the Yellow River has invaded the stone slab laid under the ferry, and the Yellow River is heavy with sediment, so as long as there is water, there must be sand. The surface of the slate slapped back and forth with the waves, and a thick layer of yellow mud was piled up on the surface.

Ma Chengfeng took a closer look, and there was a line of footprints in the yellow mud under the stone slab of the ferry. The footprints must have been left a short time ago, or the river would have been filled up again after a few hours of rushing back and forth.

Ma Chengfeng said: "It's broken! Hanwa crossed the river and passed! ”

When the old sheep heard this, he immediately sat down on the shore with a limp and a buttocks. "Huh! Finish, my hard-working old sister-in-law! White-haired people send black-haired people! Hanwa is hopeless! ”

Na Xi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Old sheep, you don't have to be too sad, in my opinion, Hanwa dares to go into the water from this ferry, the water must be very good, and it may not drown, right?" Can you people on both sides of the Yellow River know water? ”

"You baby don't know! The Yellow River is not very peaceful, although this ancient ferry port can go by boat in the early years, but since the flood in the past few years, no one dares to go into the water. This is the Yellow River, not your northern ditch! The king of the Yellow River wants to eat people! "The banks of the Yellow River have their own unique beliefs, and every year on a fixed day, each village holds a separate grand sacrifice ceremony, and they pray to the river god for good weather on both sides.

The legend of the Yellow River King can be found throughout the Yellow River Valley, but no one can say whether the Yellow River King and the Iron Head Dragon King are monsters. In the past, Ma Chengfeng and the others had also seen the iron-headed dragon king stranded on the bank of the Yellow River. What river god? To put it bluntly, the big fish in the Yellow River has become a fine turtle!

"Cheng Feng, what should we do now?" Xiao Man asked him.

"I had a gut feeling that Hanwa didn't drown, he crossed the river and swam over."

Then why do you say he's a madman and swims to the other side? Could it be that the king of the Yellow River is waiting for him on the other side?

"Hey, I really let you say it, but it's not the King of the Yellow River who is waiting for him on the other side, it's the Eye of Amira who makes him a magic barrier! He must have gone to Zhujia Village! Ma Chengfeng asserted.

When they came, Lao Yang told them that they could not cross the river during the day, and that the water of the Yellow River would gradually slow down at night. But even at midnight, ordinary people may not dare to send them over, the ancient village is too evil, no one wants to go no matter how much money is given.

"What? Are you going to cross the river now? No, no, the hour has passed! Soon the river will flood the ferry, and there is nowhere to go into the water! And the average boat can't go either! "Lao Yang has lived on the banks of the Yellow River for generations, so he naturally knows the taboos in this mother river.

Na Xiu said, "In a word, are you going or not?" He pulled out ten tickets from his bosom.

"Huh! Why don't you believe it? It's not about money! Old man, I made money, I didn't have a life, and it was useless to spend it? ”

"I'll give you another thousand, old sheep, can't you be too greedy?" Then he took out another thousand.

"I ...... I...... I can only draw a path for you, as for whether it can be done, it depends on whether the king of the Yellow River blesses it! ”

Lao Yang said, don't say that I don't dare to send you to the other side of the river three times, you can inquire within a radius of hundreds of miles, everyone knows that the other side is a ghost village, and no one will necessarily be willing to send you over no matter how much money you give. But you can ask Hanwa his family, if Hanwa is really in Zhujia Village on the other side, then for the sake of his son, his father must have tried his best to bring his son back.

"But not now, the hour has passed, and we can only wait until midnight tomorrow to cross the river."

At the old ferry, the river rose higher and higher, and soon overflowed the ferry. Everyone has no choice but to wait for tomorrow.

The next morning, they went to Hanwa's family, and when Hanwa's father heard it, he immediately agreed without hesitation. But if you want to cross the river, you must abide by the rules of the ancient crossing of the Yellow River, and ordinary boats will not work! It will be swallowed by the Yellow River King! When the time comes, not only will he not be able to save his son, but even the lives of these three babies will have to be put into it!

Each region has its own customs, and the funeral customs of these ancient villages on the banks of the Yellow River in Gannan are very special, they do not bury or cremate, but bury by water. The water burial mentioned here is not the most popular among modern people, scattering ashes into the sea. These mountain people believe that they have been blessed and multiplied by the Yellow River King for generations, and that those who are born as the Yellow River King are the ghosts of the Yellow River King when they die.

After a person dies, there will be a soul messenger who will carry the dead body into the Yellow River in a lonely boat overnight. Strange to say, the water of the Yellow River is so turbulent and turbulent that even the steamer can swallow it. But only this boat that carries the dead is fine. The people who send the spirit will follow the rules left by the ancestors, carry the dead body down the river, more than 100 miles away, there is a river temple on the bank, which is enshrined in the statue of the Yellow River King. The boat would throw the corpse into the river in the nearby watershed, which would be regarded as sending the soul to the king of the Yellow River.

Let's not talk about whether there is a king of the Yellow River, it is estimated that most of these dead bodies have filled the stomachs of those big fish and turtles in the river.

This ship needs to be made separately, and there is a special production process, which cannot be replaced by ordinary ships. In recent years, the above regulations do not allow the four olds, and the custom of water burial on both sides of the Yellow River has gradually declined. The previous ship in the village had already been smashed. Hanwa's father discussed with a few village elders and decided to hurry up today to make a new boat to send spirits and send them across the river at night.

(End of chapter)