Human dimension reduction
Chapter 172
The area around the Xianghe River in southern Miao was sparsely populated. In the early years when the army was in chaos, the dignitaries from the north dragged their families and hid here with treasures accumulated for several generations. After more than 100 years, a large-scale village has formed.
It’s just that so many years have passed, no matter how isolated a village is, it can’t be completely isolated from the world. After the founding of Huaxia, in order to facilitate the management of poverty alleviation, the residents in Baozi moved to the houses built by the government one after another, leaving only some old people who refused to leave stubbornly. Stay in the fort.
But the original natural landscape here is really beautiful. Many tourist attractions have been developed locally, and the best-preserved and largest castle has been set as one of the cultural landscapes. Several villages together form a folk custom tourism route, which is specially designed for young tourists to experience "unique southern Miao customs".
This line is really popular. As the end of the new year is approaching, there are only a few tourists who come in groups with big bags to experience it. To celebrate the New Year, the hostel also specially launched a new folk custom experience project "Sun Xi Nian", as a free Gift item.
"Okay, all grooms, please look here. The first stop of this wedding ceremony is in front of you - Damiao Village. It is an old custom in southern Miao that the bridegroom must be blindfolded to pick out the bride who belongs to you among a group of bridesmaids. If you can lead the bride, it means that this fate is blessed by God, and in order to help the grooms choose their own bride, the god will send a kingfisher to follow the groom, the bride will wear a flower in her hair to attract the kingfisher, the groom's kingfisher Will definitely stay on the bride's flowers. Damiao Village is outstanding and has produced many famous flower-tied craftsmen. There are rumors in southern Miao that a married daughter must wear the flowers of Damiao Village in order to be favored by the kingfisher, and Ruyi Langjun I will live happily ever after. Now, please go to Damiao Village to buy flowers for the bride!"
The bus of the hotel stopped, and the tour guide waved the small flag in his hand, and finished reading the prelude to the story seriously.
Sixteen tourists got off the bus one after another, all of them male, just to fit the background of the "wedding" of this route, and the female tourists were arranged to take another "marriage" route, and arrived at the Xiaomiao Village at the back. After completing the "marriage" plot, male and female tourists who have made a pair beforehand will experience the follow-up projects together.
Such a setting can be regarded as innovative and attracts many couples.
The tourists got to know each other already in the car, and walked towards Damiao Village while laughing and laughing. The entrance of Damiao Village was a simple big fence, and a towering locust tree hung heavily with thick green branches and leaves. Even in the middle of winter, it was probably Because the south of Miao is really close to the south, the locust tree is still full of vitality.
The tour guide walked in front of them, waving a small bright red flag with the hotel logo in his hand, and led them onto the only flat stone road in the village: "Ahead is the flower shop, Damiao Village accepts weddings... squeak... ...marriage...squeak...weddings and funerals...tie...sand...paper, flowers made by artisans...people...live, able to communicate with gods...underground...necessary... "
The two young people behind him were happily holding up their mobile phones to take pictures. Among other things, compared with the promotional pictures on the hotel's official website, the actual landscape of this Damiao Village is much more antique. Those houses, signboards, and lanterns , They all seem to be picked out of the history, with a natural sense of age, and there are no modern clothes, and you can make a small town poster for a horror movie in the Republic of China with just one shot.
"What is the tour guide talking about? Is there phlegm in my throat? Why do I sound a little cautious?"
They were clapping, and one of them first noticed the unnatural tone of the tour guide. His voice seemed to be mixed with a lot of noise, and the hairs of the people who listened to the creaking and creaking stood on their heads.
"Director Zhao? Director Zhao? Your throat is uncomfortable? Let's talk after drinking some water. Let's go shopping by ourselves."
He went up and patted the tour guide on the shoulder, and smiled and leaned over to talk to him.
His companion took several photos in the back before realizing that he hadn't come back. He turned his head and yelled twice before the other party came back slowly: "What's wrong?"
The person who took the picture glanced at him: "I still want to ask you what's wrong, it takes so long to say a word?"
The person who spoke to the tour guide slowly showed a standard and somewhat blunt smile: "Oh... I was thinking about what kind of flowers I should pick later so that I can meet my bride."
The smile on his face was full of longing and longing, as if yearning for another female guest arranged by the hotel.
His friend burst out laughing: "Isn't it? This is just a plot, Da Ben, don't you want your girlfriend crazy?"
Da Ben rolled his eyes, and suddenly stared straight at him: "You—don't you want to get married?"
After being looked at by him like this, the young man who wanted to laugh at him again suddenly became confused and dizzy, he thought, get married?Getting married... is indeed a good thing. You can see the bride in a while, and you can... get married...
This strange joy of secret fanaticism spread silently in this small tourist team. The man walking at the end raised his head. In order to make tourists more immersive, the hotel arranged traditional robes and jackets for them to wear. , but for various reasons, in the end the only one who put on the robe was this young man.
He walked a little lonely at the end of the line, with his hands in his sleeves and his back straightened unnaturally. When a passenger in front slowly walked up to him, he turned his eyes gently, his eyes always Looking at the visitor with his eyes bent from a smile, he didn't know what was going on. When he put this expression together with the passenger's mask-like stiff smile, it was a bit confusing for outsiders to tell who was more terrifying.
"...You, do you want to get married?"
The passenger moved his jaw and made a scraping sound like paper rubbing from his throat.
When asked this question, the young man opened his eyes slightly, pressed his lips with one hand, and showed a strange sweetness and innocence on his face: "Huh?!——Are you married? Of course! I really want to , I really want to have a complete wedding with Zhang Zi, no one is more eager to get married than me!"
——As for other rubbish that comes to disrupt the situation, let them all die.
Ashiya Michimitsu rubbed his lips against his lips, thinking casually.
What a cute and good black hole, there is such a plot that suits him, and it happens to be just in time for the New Year, so it would be rude not to bring his new wife home!
The special agents who came to seal off this small black hole after receiving the news from outside heard that a bus had just entered the black hole, and all of them went dark.
Tourists went deeper into Damiao Village, and there were more and more paper figurines made of bamboo under the shops on both sides of the street. The paper figurines in red and green with two levels of blushing were laughing, watching the travelers passing among them, and then As they went deeper and deeper, the number of paper figurines became more and more overwhelming, and the paper figurines that were originally standing in the shop also slowly moved out, and the sound of scraping and scraping the paper could be heard endlessly. All in front of my eyes were a piece of frosty white and weird smiling faces of paper figurines.
The tourists who walked into Damiao Village in a daze felt a pain in their heads, and the layer of mist that had covered their eyes suddenly dissipated. The mouth grew wide, and even his voice was stuck in his throat under extreme fear.
The paper people stretched their necks, and the smiling faces approached them. There was no black ink dotted on the snow-white paper face, so they could only smell the smell of human beings blankly and hesitantly, and tried to sniff They surrounded.
The tourist closest to the paper figurine in front could already feel that the paper figurine was about to stick his face to his nose. He tremblingly wanted to back up, but was pushed forward by the tourists who were afraid of the paper figurine behind him. They were all suffocated into purple, only feeling that the heat flow in the lower abdomen was rushing down uncontrollably——
wow-
A stream of water splashed from the rear, and a few drops of scalding hot water splashed onto the hands of the passengers. They shivered in pain, but they also noticed that the paper people in front suddenly spread out to both sides, and a road suddenly appeared in the middle, so they also Ignoring Sanqi 21, I braced myself and started rushing out.
Those paper figurines were about to raise their feet to chase after them, when they suddenly moved their heads suspiciously, the strong, human-like yang aura went away, and another ghostly aura similar to them covered them, and the smell was icy cold , the paper figurines don't like it very much either.
Those people have been eaten?Or was it marked with the same kind?
The eyeless and simple-minded paper people thought about it for a while, their mouths were so greedy, they decided to follow up and have a look.
The big Miao village on this side is staged a paper doll horror, while the Xiaomiao village on the other side, where the bride is waiting to be married, is much more "festive".
Sixteen grooms corresponded to sixteen brides. The bridesmaids, who were wrapped up in red cloth so that even the hair was not exposed, were holding up wedding dresses embroidered with golden phoenixes for the brides to change into. Just an hour ago, this group Xi Niang is still lying in the coffin.
——One of the old customs in southern Miao, drying off the happy new year.
The funeral of dying without illness and disaster is called happy mourning. The old man who died in this way is called happy corpse, which is beneficial to future generations. Every new year, the descendants will take the happy corpse out of the grave and wrap it in a new red cloth. , parked in the hall of the home, and buried again after the New Year's Eve. Sunning the dead body is equivalent to sunning blessings. In the new year, the ancestors will bless the family and the family will prosper, which is commonly known as "the happy year".
And if there is a wedding for a bride to enter the house or a new baby, a brand new red cloth should be prepared, half of which will be used as clothes for the newcomer, and half wrapped around the corpse of the bride, which means that the corpse of the bride welcomes the newcomer, which is a great thing to add joy to happiness.
When we get here, it is natural to put "happy happiness on top of happiness" into practice.
The two timid girls sat tremblingly on the ground, watching the two shriveled corpses exuding a rotten smell constantly approaching them. Flipping over, pouted without a word.
The next room was bigger than this one, so it was full of five people.
A girl with a gentle face and long hair reaching the ground... four handsome men with their own merits.
Among them are even two foreigners with special hair color.
But no matter how tough their outlines were and how obvious their masculine features were, the bridesmaids who were wrapped in red cloth just handed them the wedding dresses in the tray in front of them.
The one who will appear here is the bride to be married, and the bride must wear a wedding dress to go out.
Zhang Zi touched the fluffy snow-white fox in his arms, his eyes were upturned with a smile, he obediently took the wedding dress and put it on himself, and the one with the same speed as her was the man with bright hair Foreigners like gold.
Even if you are a foreigner, you can feel the beauty that transcends the boundaries of race.
He shook off his wedding clothes in a more natural gesture than girls changing clothes, tied on a flowing red skirt, and twirled the skirt embroidered with phoenixes in a novel way, as if showing off his new clothes, Zhang Zi Applauded cooperatively: "It's very beautiful, it's very suitable for Alice-chan."
The eunuch holding up the skirt showed a reserved smile, his slender swan-like neck slightly bent, and ended his performance with an elegant and smooth opera curtain call gesture: "Thank you for your compliment, beautiful lady, you will be The most beautiful bride, even the moonlight cannot hide your brilliance."
They sang together here, and the faces of the three men at the other end turned green.
The son of the family sitting in the innermost place had his eyes covered with satin. He touched the clothes on his lap with his hands, and his whole body exuded a state of resistance. After holding back for a long time, he finally said, "How absurd... Disgraceful!"
Even when he was angry, he was polite.
Seeing that Zhang Zi and Elianora on the other side have started to put on makeup for each other, Lan Yin looked down at his wedding clothes, and then at Vincent's wedding clothes. He didn't know what he thought of, but there was a buzz behind his ears. A little blush.
The two muttered a few words, and actually began to change clothes. Xie Zhuo was stunned when he heard the commotion here.
Are you no longer resisting? !
He was in a dilemma for a while, and when he heard the gongs and drums outside began to beat, he had to surrender.
A man can bend and stretch, don't stick to such trivial matters, anyway...he can't see anyway, no matter how ugly he is, he will show it to others, and he has nothing to lose, besides, who would like to see men wearing women's clothing [underlined] 】.
Thinking of this, Xie Zhuo began to undress with peace of mind.
It’s just that so many years have passed, no matter how isolated a village is, it can’t be completely isolated from the world. After the founding of Huaxia, in order to facilitate the management of poverty alleviation, the residents in Baozi moved to the houses built by the government one after another, leaving only some old people who refused to leave stubbornly. Stay in the fort.
But the original natural landscape here is really beautiful. Many tourist attractions have been developed locally, and the best-preserved and largest castle has been set as one of the cultural landscapes. Several villages together form a folk custom tourism route, which is specially designed for young tourists to experience "unique southern Miao customs".
This line is really popular. As the end of the new year is approaching, there are only a few tourists who come in groups with big bags to experience it. To celebrate the New Year, the hostel also specially launched a new folk custom experience project "Sun Xi Nian", as a free Gift item.
"Okay, all grooms, please look here. The first stop of this wedding ceremony is in front of you - Damiao Village. It is an old custom in southern Miao that the bridegroom must be blindfolded to pick out the bride who belongs to you among a group of bridesmaids. If you can lead the bride, it means that this fate is blessed by God, and in order to help the grooms choose their own bride, the god will send a kingfisher to follow the groom, the bride will wear a flower in her hair to attract the kingfisher, the groom's kingfisher Will definitely stay on the bride's flowers. Damiao Village is outstanding and has produced many famous flower-tied craftsmen. There are rumors in southern Miao that a married daughter must wear the flowers of Damiao Village in order to be favored by the kingfisher, and Ruyi Langjun I will live happily ever after. Now, please go to Damiao Village to buy flowers for the bride!"
The bus of the hotel stopped, and the tour guide waved the small flag in his hand, and finished reading the prelude to the story seriously.
Sixteen tourists got off the bus one after another, all of them male, just to fit the background of the "wedding" of this route, and the female tourists were arranged to take another "marriage" route, and arrived at the Xiaomiao Village at the back. After completing the "marriage" plot, male and female tourists who have made a pair beforehand will experience the follow-up projects together.
Such a setting can be regarded as innovative and attracts many couples.
The tourists got to know each other already in the car, and walked towards Damiao Village while laughing and laughing. The entrance of Damiao Village was a simple big fence, and a towering locust tree hung heavily with thick green branches and leaves. Even in the middle of winter, it was probably Because the south of Miao is really close to the south, the locust tree is still full of vitality.
The tour guide walked in front of them, waving a small bright red flag with the hotel logo in his hand, and led them onto the only flat stone road in the village: "Ahead is the flower shop, Damiao Village accepts weddings... squeak... ...marriage...squeak...weddings and funerals...tie...sand...paper, flowers made by artisans...people...live, able to communicate with gods...underground...necessary... "
The two young people behind him were happily holding up their mobile phones to take pictures. Among other things, compared with the promotional pictures on the hotel's official website, the actual landscape of this Damiao Village is much more antique. Those houses, signboards, and lanterns , They all seem to be picked out of the history, with a natural sense of age, and there are no modern clothes, and you can make a small town poster for a horror movie in the Republic of China with just one shot.
"What is the tour guide talking about? Is there phlegm in my throat? Why do I sound a little cautious?"
They were clapping, and one of them first noticed the unnatural tone of the tour guide. His voice seemed to be mixed with a lot of noise, and the hairs of the people who listened to the creaking and creaking stood on their heads.
"Director Zhao? Director Zhao? Your throat is uncomfortable? Let's talk after drinking some water. Let's go shopping by ourselves."
He went up and patted the tour guide on the shoulder, and smiled and leaned over to talk to him.
His companion took several photos in the back before realizing that he hadn't come back. He turned his head and yelled twice before the other party came back slowly: "What's wrong?"
The person who took the picture glanced at him: "I still want to ask you what's wrong, it takes so long to say a word?"
The person who spoke to the tour guide slowly showed a standard and somewhat blunt smile: "Oh... I was thinking about what kind of flowers I should pick later so that I can meet my bride."
The smile on his face was full of longing and longing, as if yearning for another female guest arranged by the hotel.
His friend burst out laughing: "Isn't it? This is just a plot, Da Ben, don't you want your girlfriend crazy?"
Da Ben rolled his eyes, and suddenly stared straight at him: "You—don't you want to get married?"
After being looked at by him like this, the young man who wanted to laugh at him again suddenly became confused and dizzy, he thought, get married?Getting married... is indeed a good thing. You can see the bride in a while, and you can... get married...
This strange joy of secret fanaticism spread silently in this small tourist team. The man walking at the end raised his head. In order to make tourists more immersive, the hotel arranged traditional robes and jackets for them to wear. , but for various reasons, in the end the only one who put on the robe was this young man.
He walked a little lonely at the end of the line, with his hands in his sleeves and his back straightened unnaturally. When a passenger in front slowly walked up to him, he turned his eyes gently, his eyes always Looking at the visitor with his eyes bent from a smile, he didn't know what was going on. When he put this expression together with the passenger's mask-like stiff smile, it was a bit confusing for outsiders to tell who was more terrifying.
"...You, do you want to get married?"
The passenger moved his jaw and made a scraping sound like paper rubbing from his throat.
When asked this question, the young man opened his eyes slightly, pressed his lips with one hand, and showed a strange sweetness and innocence on his face: "Huh?!——Are you married? Of course! I really want to , I really want to have a complete wedding with Zhang Zi, no one is more eager to get married than me!"
——As for other rubbish that comes to disrupt the situation, let them all die.
Ashiya Michimitsu rubbed his lips against his lips, thinking casually.
What a cute and good black hole, there is such a plot that suits him, and it happens to be just in time for the New Year, so it would be rude not to bring his new wife home!
The special agents who came to seal off this small black hole after receiving the news from outside heard that a bus had just entered the black hole, and all of them went dark.
Tourists went deeper into Damiao Village, and there were more and more paper figurines made of bamboo under the shops on both sides of the street. The paper figurines in red and green with two levels of blushing were laughing, watching the travelers passing among them, and then As they went deeper and deeper, the number of paper figurines became more and more overwhelming, and the paper figurines that were originally standing in the shop also slowly moved out, and the sound of scraping and scraping the paper could be heard endlessly. All in front of my eyes were a piece of frosty white and weird smiling faces of paper figurines.
The tourists who walked into Damiao Village in a daze felt a pain in their heads, and the layer of mist that had covered their eyes suddenly dissipated. The mouth grew wide, and even his voice was stuck in his throat under extreme fear.
The paper people stretched their necks, and the smiling faces approached them. There was no black ink dotted on the snow-white paper face, so they could only smell the smell of human beings blankly and hesitantly, and tried to sniff They surrounded.
The tourist closest to the paper figurine in front could already feel that the paper figurine was about to stick his face to his nose. He tremblingly wanted to back up, but was pushed forward by the tourists who were afraid of the paper figurine behind him. They were all suffocated into purple, only feeling that the heat flow in the lower abdomen was rushing down uncontrollably——
wow-
A stream of water splashed from the rear, and a few drops of scalding hot water splashed onto the hands of the passengers. They shivered in pain, but they also noticed that the paper people in front suddenly spread out to both sides, and a road suddenly appeared in the middle, so they also Ignoring Sanqi 21, I braced myself and started rushing out.
Those paper figurines were about to raise their feet to chase after them, when they suddenly moved their heads suspiciously, the strong, human-like yang aura went away, and another ghostly aura similar to them covered them, and the smell was icy cold , the paper figurines don't like it very much either.
Those people have been eaten?Or was it marked with the same kind?
The eyeless and simple-minded paper people thought about it for a while, their mouths were so greedy, they decided to follow up and have a look.
The big Miao village on this side is staged a paper doll horror, while the Xiaomiao village on the other side, where the bride is waiting to be married, is much more "festive".
Sixteen grooms corresponded to sixteen brides. The bridesmaids, who were wrapped up in red cloth so that even the hair was not exposed, were holding up wedding dresses embroidered with golden phoenixes for the brides to change into. Just an hour ago, this group Xi Niang is still lying in the coffin.
——One of the old customs in southern Miao, drying off the happy new year.
The funeral of dying without illness and disaster is called happy mourning. The old man who died in this way is called happy corpse, which is beneficial to future generations. Every new year, the descendants will take the happy corpse out of the grave and wrap it in a new red cloth. , parked in the hall of the home, and buried again after the New Year's Eve. Sunning the dead body is equivalent to sunning blessings. In the new year, the ancestors will bless the family and the family will prosper, which is commonly known as "the happy year".
And if there is a wedding for a bride to enter the house or a new baby, a brand new red cloth should be prepared, half of which will be used as clothes for the newcomer, and half wrapped around the corpse of the bride, which means that the corpse of the bride welcomes the newcomer, which is a great thing to add joy to happiness.
When we get here, it is natural to put "happy happiness on top of happiness" into practice.
The two timid girls sat tremblingly on the ground, watching the two shriveled corpses exuding a rotten smell constantly approaching them. Flipping over, pouted without a word.
The next room was bigger than this one, so it was full of five people.
A girl with a gentle face and long hair reaching the ground... four handsome men with their own merits.
Among them are even two foreigners with special hair color.
But no matter how tough their outlines were and how obvious their masculine features were, the bridesmaids who were wrapped in red cloth just handed them the wedding dresses in the tray in front of them.
The one who will appear here is the bride to be married, and the bride must wear a wedding dress to go out.
Zhang Zi touched the fluffy snow-white fox in his arms, his eyes were upturned with a smile, he obediently took the wedding dress and put it on himself, and the one with the same speed as her was the man with bright hair Foreigners like gold.
Even if you are a foreigner, you can feel the beauty that transcends the boundaries of race.
He shook off his wedding clothes in a more natural gesture than girls changing clothes, tied on a flowing red skirt, and twirled the skirt embroidered with phoenixes in a novel way, as if showing off his new clothes, Zhang Zi Applauded cooperatively: "It's very beautiful, it's very suitable for Alice-chan."
The eunuch holding up the skirt showed a reserved smile, his slender swan-like neck slightly bent, and ended his performance with an elegant and smooth opera curtain call gesture: "Thank you for your compliment, beautiful lady, you will be The most beautiful bride, even the moonlight cannot hide your brilliance."
They sang together here, and the faces of the three men at the other end turned green.
The son of the family sitting in the innermost place had his eyes covered with satin. He touched the clothes on his lap with his hands, and his whole body exuded a state of resistance. After holding back for a long time, he finally said, "How absurd... Disgraceful!"
Even when he was angry, he was polite.
Seeing that Zhang Zi and Elianora on the other side have started to put on makeup for each other, Lan Yin looked down at his wedding clothes, and then at Vincent's wedding clothes. He didn't know what he thought of, but there was a buzz behind his ears. A little blush.
The two muttered a few words, and actually began to change clothes. Xie Zhuo was stunned when he heard the commotion here.
Are you no longer resisting? !
He was in a dilemma for a while, and when he heard the gongs and drums outside began to beat, he had to surrender.
A man can bend and stretch, don't stick to such trivial matters, anyway...he can't see anyway, no matter how ugly he is, he will show it to others, and he has nothing to lose, besides, who would like to see men wearing women's clothing [underlined] 】.
Thinking of this, Xie Zhuo began to undress with peace of mind.
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