Chapter 449: 448. The Bronze Hand and the Prophecy Stone (Monthly Pass 145+)

The culture that the Hopi people are proud of is the coffin-making culture, not the burial culture. Just like blacks are good at singing and dancing, Indians are mostly ingenious.

There are still many places in North America that still retain traditional Indian settlements. For example, there are several such tribes hidden in the Rocky Mountains.

The Hopi are equally ingenious. The most important subjects for their children when they go to school are not geography, mathematics, English or nature, but sculpture and handicrafts.

In their view, this is a craft that can be relied on to eat. They will learn and study from childhood to old age, and the technology is naturally superb.

The coffins of the Hopi tribe are eclectic, and they are a way to reflect the hobbies and actions of the owner during his lifetime.

Seeing that they were interested, the chief of public security took them to visit the coffin workshop.

This workshop is in a big shed, and dozens of men and women are busy in it.

There are many steps in making a coffin, and some steps need to be made in the open air. The big shed is supported by tree trunks and has good ventilation.

"This is to ensure the stability and corrosion resistance of the coffin. When we make it, we need to paint layers of tree varnish and tung oil and the like, and rely on the sun and wind to speed up their drying." The chief of public security introduced. .

There is a warehouse next to the workshop, in which many coffins are parked.

Ordinarily, this kind of place is like a morgue, it should be gloomy and terrifying.

But after Li Du went over to have a look, he found that it was not a place to park coffins, but rather a warehouse of art. There were no coffins like the one he knew in it, and they were all handicrafts with different styles and colorful colors.

The chief of public security continued to introduce: "If you look at these coffins, you will know who its owner is."

The outermost one is a big fish, like a big tuna magnified ten times.

Pointing to the wooden fish, he said: "Look at this, this is the coffin of Brother Faniel-Nan Peiyao. He is very fond of fishing. Every time he goes to the Colorado River, he will return with a full load."

"There's also tuna in the Colorado River?" Li Du asked.

Although he is not familiar with fishing, he also knows that tuna is a rare marine fish, and it is impossible to have them in freshwater rivers.

The sheriff explained: "No, no, it was Vanier who once caught a bluefin tuna in the ocean outside Los Angeles, and it was featured in newspapers and on TV, bringing glory to our tribe."

In addition to the tuna, there is also a coffin in the image of a gray wolf lying on the ground.

"This is the coffin prepared by Brother Kakwapateva for himself. His nickname is Wolf Hunter. He once hunted six wolves in one hunting operation. This is what he is most proud of."

"Can you see what this coffin is? A multi-bone card, its owner is a wizard, who can communicate with the gods through the multi-bone card..."

"You may not have seen this kind of projector. Our tribe used this to show movies at the earliest time. Its owner is the tribe's movie projectionist, a good man..."

In this way, the chief of public security introduced the coffin, and the two got to know the owner of the coffin.

At the end of the visit, Hans asked: "Man, how is it? Isn't their coffin very distinctive?"

Li Du sincerely admired: "Yes, it's great, but we can't get it. As you can see, they are all customized and there is no extra."

"Besides, even if there is a surplus, it's not easy to take it away and sell it. We have to find someone who happens to like a certain style of coffin before we can sell it." He added.

Hans said dejectedly: "Yes, it would be great if we could get a chance to cooperate with the Hopi people. We will take the order and let them make it."

This is a way to get rich, but it doesn't work.

Hans mentioned it cryptically behind, but the Chief of Security shook his head and refused: "Our ancestors left a rule that we can only make coffins for the people of the tribe, not for other people, otherwise we will offend the god of undead and make our tribe unsafe."

When it comes to tribal regulations and theological things, there is nothing to talk about unless they can persuade the entire tribe to change their cultural beliefs, which is impossible.

Seeing their regretful expressions, the Chief of Security gave a sly smile and said, "If you can persuade your two big men to stay in our tribe, I can find a way to get you a coffin."

Now it was Li Du's turn to refuse: "No, no, I'm sorry, Chief, we can't do it. They already have a family and won't stay here."

The chief of security said regretfully: "Well, I really like those two great guys. If they are willing to stay, I can let my two daughters marry them."

Hans was more regretful than him. This was a good opportunity to make money. If he obtained the agency right of the Hopi tribe to make coffins, he could make a lot of money.

There are still many statues, weaving and other handicrafts in the home of the chief of public security. He placed them in a mess and threw them everywhere.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so he asked the two of them to look at the things in their house casually to see if anyone was interested and willing to trade.

In this way, Li Du released the little flying insect. As soon as the little flying insect came out, it circled his hand habitually, then immediately flew to a table and got into a drawer.

Through the vision of the little flying insect, Li Du saw the thing that attracted it. It was a glove-like thing with a green rusty appearance, which was randomly thrown among several bronze sculptures.

He opened the drawer and looked. The gloves should be made of copper. The green rust on the outside is copper rust. It seems to have existed for a long time, full of the atmosphere of the age.

Seeing that Little Flying Insect was so interested in this copper glove, Li Du became even more interested in it. He didn't know what era it was from, but it should be worth buying.

Considering the shrewdness of the chief of security, he had to use a roundabout tactic, so he first picked up the copper plate next to the copper hand and asked, "How do you trade this thing?"

Sure enough, the chief of public security cheered up and said, "Oh, child, you really have a good eye. You have picked a treasure. Do you know what it is? This is a prophecy stone!"

"What is it prophesying?" Li Du asked.

The Chief of Public Security had a solemn face: "Only the gods know the specific content, but according to the endless research of our tribal wizards and leaders, we have some understanding of the content..."

Next, the old man's expression became mysterious: "This is an ancient prophecy with a history of tens of thousands of years, which records the prophecies about the origin, history and future of mankind. This is the treasure of our tribe, so..."

"So don't lie to my brother," Hans said, rolling his eyes. "The real prophecy stone is outside in the wilderness. It's a big stone tablet. The content has been announced to the public."

The old man argued: "Yes, but you can't take it away! My copper plate is a replica made to scale. In fact, I don't want people to take it away, because it is a treasure!"

Li Du didn't want to listen to their nonsense, so he asked directly: "If I want to take it away, what do I need to trade?"

The chief of public security said: "A mobile phone!"