Three hours later---
A one-meter-wide passage was cut out.
Throughout this process, Ah Chen didn't say a word; he just chopped wherever the old woman pointed.
And Amo always silently stayed by Achen's side.
No matter how much Amo felt sorry for Achen, Amo only wanted to help this young prince share some of the burden.
But---
The further they went, the more rapidly Amo could feel Achen's breathing.
After all, it's been sixteen or seventeen years.
Ah Chen had no idea that her mother had long since passed away; she believed that her mother had truly remarried.
For him, the past experiences, whether in his previous life or this one, were truly cruel.
At this moment, in a mountain hollow, amidst a dense forest.
Ah Chen looked up and saw hundreds of wooden coffins placed at the entrance of the cave on the right cliff. He was immediately stunned.
Not only Ah Chen, but even Ah Mo was surprised by this kind of burial!
Hanging coffin burial?
It is a type of cliff burial.
The method involves drilling several holes in the cliff, driving wooden stakes into them, and then placing the coffin on top of them.
Alternatively, one end of the coffin could be placed in a cave in the cliff, while the other end could be placed on wooden stakes nailed to the precipice.
The coffin can be seen from below the cliff.
Hence the name: "Hanging Coffin"!
"Grandma!"
While Amo was stunned, Achen called out to the old woman next to him.
His voice trembled noticeably.
Because they had all heard from the elders that in their Miao family, burial was the norm.
Only those Miao people who have made significant contributions to the entire Miao community, or descendants of ancestors who made outstanding military achievements during the feudal era, are eligible for hanging coffin burial.
In modern terms, even if Tang Aye, the chief chief of Quedong Village, were to pass away in the future, he would not be qualified to be buried in a hanging coffin.
In Miao hanging coffin burials, the higher the coffin is hung, the greater the respect shown to the deceased.
But the place the old woman pointed to was the last one in the second row at the very top.
This means that Achen's mother's status in the Miao family during her lifetime was probably on par with the nine elders.
But if Mother truly held such a position, then why would she—
How did my mother die?
The old woman came over and pointed to the stream bank on the left. "Your father's grave is over there! There's a blank tombstone next to it, which your mother asked your father to erect before she passed away. Go over there."
Ah Chen turned around, his eyes fixed on the slope to his left.
There, it was all overgrown with weeds.
It is unlikely that anyone has ever come to worship here.
When my grandfather was alive, he was too old to come to this place.
As for Boss Mu and Boss Mu III, those two ingrates are even less likely to come.
Ah Chen quickly went up.
He parted the weeds, and there it was indeed his father's name on the tombstone.
The person who erected the monument was my grandfather!
Immediately, Ah Chen's eyes reddened.
Carrying a Miao knife, he quickly cleared away the weeds and branches around the grave.
Uncle Dong and Uncle Yue also quickly offered their help.
Amo's friends, including Aduo, were girls and couldn't go to their elders' graves, so they could only gather weeds around the graves.
Soon, the grave mound was cleared, but there was only one.
"Grandma, where is my mother's grave?"
Ado's question was also something Achen wanted to know.
But the old woman said, "Your mother's grave isn't here, it's at your maternal grandmother's house! I'll tell your brother after I'm done here."
Ado nodded.
Then I helped Amo set out the offerings.
Uncle Adong's wife and mother-in-law were also busy.
The old woman came over, stood in front of the blank tombstone next to her, and beckoned Ah Chen and Ah Mo over.
“This blank stele was prepared by your mother before she passed away. She instructed your father to erect it here before she died.”
"Grandma, was my mother's death natural, or was there another reason?"
The old woman shook her head. "I don't know! Your mother-in-law and I only know that your mother, Long Ayu, is a descendant of the Short Skirt Miao branch, and is the only blood relative of the Miao family's Miao saint to this generation."
Miao Sheng?
Ah Chen was both grief-stricken and shocked!
Amo Dai frowned deeply because she had read about the Miao Sage in the genealogy book.
They also know the difference between the Miao Saint and the Miao King.
The Miao King is the supreme ruler of the Miao people, holding a highly respected position!
The Miao Saint is a symbol of the Miao people's spiritual world. He holds a sacred position and is revered and worshipped by all Miao people.
The Miao King and the Miao Saint were, in ancient times, one ruled the government and the other was the deity.
However, since the Miao Sage has not had a successor in the past thousand years, and the Miao King no longer has a soul to inherit the throne, the Holy Maiden later took over some of their rights and managed the various branches of the Miao family on their behalf.
Amo told Achen everything she knew, and added, "According to ancient records, the Miao Saint sacrificed himself while encouraging the Miao people during a war, in a struggle with the Yellow Emperor, one of the three ancestors of the Chinese nation, for a piece of iron containing the energy of heaven and earth."
"In that battle a thousand years ago, almost all of Miao Sheng's relatives died in the battle, leaving only one person to pass on the lineage of the Short Skirt Miao."
“Saintess Amo is right. Achen, your mother Long Ayu is the only blood relative of the Miao Saint lineage.”
The old woman said, "We don't know how she died."
“She asked Grandma to tell you what she wanted to say to you. Grandma already told you that night. Miao’er, take out your Miao knife and place it on this blank tombstone left by your mother. Take Amo with you, pay respects to her, and tell her that you have brought your wife.”
Ah Chen nodded.
With Amo by his side, he set out all the offerings, and then knelt with Amo before the blank stone tablet left by his mother.
kowtow!
Uncle Dong and Uncle Yue stood to one side, and none of them said a word.
However, no one noticed that the Miao knife that Ah Chen had placed on the blank stele was gradually becoming hot.
“Mother, I am Amo, a girl from the Tang family of the Red Miao branch, Tang Amo, the holy maiden of the Miao people in this generation.”
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