The Bhui mythology: Diedred Dixon makes human smoke

in ancient times, there were two brothers and sisters, brother named dillinger, sister named dillon.

at that time, the people of the world were very hard-working, and they were so hard-working, and they were so hard-working.

this nest has only one vine, and it has only one.

two brothers and sisters pick up shit every day, and they've had a long day.

it looks like a little hoard! the brothers and sisters were so happy, they dug up the tungsten and sat inside.

hey, two of you! then suddenly the sky rained, and for seven hundred and forty-nine days in succession, the land was flooded, and the two brothers and sisters sat in the garb.

the water rises high.

the two brothers and sisters sat in the croaks, drifting, and saw the sea in all directions, with no mountains, no houses, and no one, groaning with grief.

i wonder when a rat came in and heard the brothers and sisters groan, and the mouse said, "don't be sad, let me go down and make a few holes to make the water go away." it went under the water, and soon the water was all gone.

and now you can see a big, small water glubber hole everywhere, and that's when rats hit it.

after the water's out, there's only two of them left.

my brother said to my sister: "sister, now that there is no one left, we're going to get married and we're going to make smoke." my sister refused, and said, "we are brothers and sisters, only the golden chickens and the phoenix, and no brother and sister are married!" my brother says, "then let's see what god wants." we'll find two grinders, and you roll down the hill, and i'll roll down the hill, and if the two roll down together, it'll be god's promise, and if we don't, we won't." sister agreed.

my brother brought a grinder, gave one to the sister, picked it up, and each of them rolled down the hill.

after the mill went down, the two brothers got married.

later, the sister gave birth to a meat pack, without eyes, no nose, no ears and no mouth.

the brothers and sisters were angry and cut it to over a hundred pieces and spread it around.

the next morning, smoke was smoked in all directions, and it was said to have been created.

a piece of meat that has been cut, the brain has become the bui; the heart has become the han, so the han have to be deceiving; and the intestines have become the hmong, so the hmong have to be faithful.

the meat herds were cut to over a hundred pieces, so they became the people.

narrator: zhao shiyi (bui ethnic group)