Li Du returned to the military camp, and Lei Mo Ning also came back.

Most of the soldiers who died in battle were members of the Golden Silk Grass tribe. As the leader of the Golden Silk Grass, he was responsible for the entire process of the funeral.

According to tradition, before being buried, the Golden Wire Grass tribe had to send representatives to a faraway place to find the famous fortune teller they didn't know, that is, the African black wizard, to find the souls of the dead and bring them back to their place.

They believed that after a person died, his soul would wander on the grassland, and the dark wizards would find their souls and be buried with the corpse.

The reason why we don’t look for wizards nearby for divination is that they have to search for the cause of death of the deceased through wizards.

This made Li Du very confused. When he heard Remoin's introduction, he said blankly: "The cause of death? Wasn't it killed by guns? Aren't they the warriors who died in battle?"

Remoin said: "What we want to divine is not this, but whether he died because of offending the god, and because of offending the god that caused death."

Li Du said blankly: "But you know, they obviously died in battle."

Remoin looked at him and said, "You can say this to me. You must not say it when the tribesmen arrive and the funeral begins."

Li Du understood what he meant, and Lu Guan and others also understood. They laughed in a low voice and said, "Ha, this is tradition."

Remoin said unhappy: "This is our tradition, but it is scientifically based."

As he said that, he began to popularize science: "Look, there are many people participating in every battle, but why aren't everyone dead? Why are others not dead? Why?"

"Because others are lucky, the one who dies in the battle is not lucky."

Remoin nodded: "You are right, but why are you unlucky?"

Li Du and his group looked at each other, but they couldn't come up with the answer. Yes, why are these people who died in battle unlucky?

Remonin expressed his satisfaction with their reaction and said, "I can't tell the answer, right? Because they offended the gods, it was the gods that caused them to have bad luck!"

What can Li Du and the others say? This is someone else's tradition, and they have to respect someone else's tradition.

So they nodded and asked, "Which god did these poor guys offend?"

"Ter God." Remoin said.

Li Du said: "I would like to hear the details."

Remonin said patiently: "Ter is our Sun God, and the soldiers who died in battle are believers of the Sun God, but they participated in the war at night, which angered the Sun God, and the Sun God deprived them of their lives."

Godzilla muttered, "These gods are so terrible, and fortunately I don't believe anyone."

Li Du winked at him, don't talk nonsense here, attend the funeral honestly and leave.

Three days later, when the sun rises in the morning, the funeral officially begins.

Because the deceased soldiers died of offending the Sun God, Remoin led his tribe members to sacrifice to the Sun God. They offered beer, killed animals and worshipped ancestors, and comforted the gods.

During this period, the oldest old man in the clan knelt on the grass, facing the east and muttered himself in tribal language, which was a sign of remorse and begging the gods not to hurt others anymore.

On the other hand, Remoning organized the elite young and middle-aged people of the tribe. Everyone wore traditional battle robes, waved bows, arrows, spears and swords, and roared towards the sun.

Li Du was puzzled and asked what this was for. Remoin told him: "Our warriors are asking the Sun God why these fellow tribes serve him devoutly, but he punishes them."

Mr. Li was confused: "While you regretting and questioning your God?"

Remoning nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, our repentance is to show our devotion to the Sun God. We challenge him to tell him that we are not easy to bully!"

What can Li Du say? I can only say that the tradition of the Golden Silk Grass Tribe is magical.

Several women cried bitterly at the gate of the military camp. They cried loudly, even rolled on the ground, looking distraught.

This scene made Li Du think that the wife's family members of the soldiers who died in battle came to cause trouble. As a result, this is also a tradition. It expresses the wife's feelings for her husband's death. The more she feels sad, the deeper she feels.

Others can’t cry, but prepare for funerals in an orderly manner.

They put the soldiers in military uniforms into the coffin, sent the coffin to the hearse, and sent it to the tribe's grave.

The hearse was transformed from a truck, and the car moved forward slowly, and the tribesmen followed.

According to the tradition of the Golden Wire Grass tribe, when the hearse is walking, no other vehicle except the car the president is riding in, nor can it surpass the hearse to express condolences.

The military camp was a distance from the tribe, and people walked more than ten kilometers before reaching the tribe's grave.

Some pits have been dug there, and the soldiers are armed with guns and ammunition, guarding the cemetery in a solemn manner.

The families of the deceased were waiting here, and they could not cry, and they had to suppress their grief.

Remoin personally acted as the gravedigger. He jumped into a cemetery. The strong man above lifted the coffin and put it down. He held it underneath, allowing the coffin to fall smoothly.

At this time, the elders of the tribe would throw down some dry herbs that emit smoke, and then people would bury the coffin.

As people spread the soil, a drum sounded.

This is like a signal, and the relatives of the deceased who have been suppressing their grief have cried out loudly.

Thinking of so many young men turning into corpses in a blink of an eye, Li Du was also quite sad.

If it weren't for him, these young men might still be alive at this time. But if it weren't for him, when Goode attacked, everyone here would probably die!

I can only say that Africans are right. If you want to live for a long time, stay away from diamonds.

Diamonds are the real reason for their deaths!

Originally, he felt sad as people cried, but not long after, he couldn't continue to feel sad. Someone kept beating the drums, and it was rhythmic, just like playing a song.

People's crying also has rhythms. They must cry at the rhythm and volume of drums, sometimes high and sometimes low, with ups and downs. For him, this tradition is really too unrestrained!

Lu Guan, Brother Wolf, Godzilla was obviously confused. Brother Wolf thought for a while and could only say: "Respect the tradition of the Golden Wire Grass Clan."

Their tradition is not that simple, the drums will last until sunset, and the crying will last until sunset...

Fortunately, the family members only need to cry, and when the coffin is buried, the others can leave.

There is the last funeral event in the evening, which is a party, with a bonfire, singing and dancing, and wine and meat.

Li Du had heard before that Africans love singing and dancing very much. Wang Zhongshi also told him that African men are lazy and don’t like to work, and pretend to be very tired as soon as they work.

But once the singing and drums sounded, these Africans who seemed tired and could not move would immediately dance enthusiastically. If there was a bonfire, the dance would be even more lively!

He could not leave that day and had to attend this party.
Chapter completed!