Chapter Nineteen
This underground passage occupied by countless wild rats is connected to a cave like an underground hall. There are many huge stones buried in the ground of the hall, and there are many passages with the same structure around it. I never expected that on the stone wall of this cave,
It is actually engraved with the statue of the "Huang Xiangu" from Huangpizi Temple.
This scene carved behind the stone wall had already been noticed when we discovered the natural emerald stone screen like a stone wall. However, these inscriptions were very old and the stone wall was peeling off and blurred. If we did not wipe off the dust with our sleeves,
It's really hard to identify.
At this time, I was standing in front of the stone wall. Through the dim light, I noticed the weird and evil face of the weasel at a glance. This portrait of a yellow-skinned head and a woman's body would make others feel troubled at first sight.
Due to the unexpected situation, I almost dropped the cigarette in my hand to the ground. I quickly pinched the end of the cigarette with my fingers, put it on my mouth and took a deep puff to calm down my surprised and surprised mood.
The low-quality cut tobacco was mixed with dead leaves, and the smoke that came out after taking a puff was just like the smoke from a chimney when lighting a stove. Ding Sitian next to me choked and coughed. She waved her hand to drive away the smoke: "Are you just going to
Can't you smoke less? If you get addicted to cigarettes at such a young age, it will be difficult for you to stop smoking in the future." I think Ding Sitian is full of advantages. The only small flaw is that she cannot tolerate others smoking. Whenever she sees me
When smoking with a fat man, she always talks about Comrade Lenin quitting smoking. When Comrade Lenin was young, he lived in poverty and was also addicted to smoking. One time, Lenin's mother said to him: "Dear Vladimir Milyich, you
Can't you smoke less?" The mother of a great man deserves to be said, but what she says is different. She doesn't directly ask whether you can stop smoking. Instead, she asks whether you can smoke less. What a great philosophy.
Yan was gentle and kind, and she also respected others. She was worthy of being a woman among women. After his mother said such earnest words, Comrade Lenin never smoked again.
At this time, Ding Sitian mentioned this matter again and persuaded me to follow the example of great people and let me quit smoking, but my mind was entirely focused on looking at the portrait of "Huang Fairy" and I didn't pay much attention to her words.
Staring at the carvings on the stone wall, Ding Sitian answered half self-deprecatingly and half coping: "Well... Isn't it just about quitting smoking? I think quitting smoking is actually not difficult at all. I have quit more than a hundred times in the past six months.
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Ding Sitian saw that I answered absentmindedly and was concentrating on looking at the stone wall, so she followed my gaze and looked over. The carvings on the stone screen were extremely complicated, and the evil image of Huang Xiangu only occupied one corner of it.
When she saw the hateful weasel face clearly, she was startled, covered her mouth with her hand, and almost screamed.
The weasel-faced woman in the painting has a very strange posture and behavior, as if she is muttering something in her mouth and doing some magic. There is a large box with ancient patterns in front of her, the mouth of the box is half open and half covered, in front of the stone wall.
In the middle, there was a woman lying upright. The woman was wearing a mask and gorgeous scale clothes. Her lying posture was particularly stiff, as if she was a carefully dressed corpse.
Under the female corpse and the "Huang Fairy", there is a bird with long feathers that sounds like a chicken and a pheasant, and it is flying upwards holding a vague human figure. I have been in the Northeast mountainous area for the past six months. Although the location is remote, it is still
I have seen many mysterious folk customs that are preserved at the lowest level of the folk. Looking at this strange-looking bird, I found that its shape is very similar to the "soul-attracting chicken" in the folklore of Daxing'an Mountains.
Legend has it that after a person dies, he turns into a ghost, and ghosts return. Their essence returns to the sky, their flesh returns to the earth, their blood returns to water, their veins return to rivers, their sounds return to thunder, their movements return to wind, their eyes return to the sun and moon, and their bones return to wood and tendons.
Return to the mountains, teeth to stone, ointment to dew, hair to grass, and breath to the dead and return to the underworld.
A person's life depends on one continuous breath. Once his breathing stops and he dies, this yang breath will immediately fall into the vastness of the earth. In this concept and custom, when someone in the family dies, a rooster should be slaughtered immediately and the chicken should be sacrificed.
The blood is smeared on the corpse. It is said that the soul of the rooster can carry the soul of the deceased and make the soul ascend to avoid falling into reincarnation and suffering catastrophe. In the village where I jumped in line, there were people who danced the master dance, that is, the shaman dance, and also performed the shaman dance for the dead.
The witches and witches who worked as "soul-drawing chickens" were all beaten up during the movement. I only found out about them when they confessed their crimes during the denunciation meeting.
At this time, the fat man saw that Ding Sitian and I were watching endlessly, so he came over to join in the fun. The three of us saw that the content on the natural emerald stone screen was bizarre and absurd. It was really difficult to get a glimpse of the mystery. We could only guess based on what we saw in our eyes. It seemed that this
What is recorded on the natural jade stone screen is that "Huang Xiangu" performed magic and used a method similar to "soul-inducing chicken" or "paper bird". You can also see it in some caves in the mountainous area.
A similar ancient sacred bird totem is commonly known as the Dayu Death Bird by the locals. This sacred bird can only attract the souls of the dead, and rescued the soul of the masked female corpse from the underworld with the intention of resurrecting it.
The inseparable box of "Xiangu" is probably the source of her evil magic.
This is completely different from my previous guess. It seems that the "Hundred Eyes Cave" surrounded by countless bizarre legends is definitely not the place where the tomb robbers "Ni'erhui" hide treasures. They went through great troubles to dig out the treasure under Huang Pizi's grave
Are the boxes transported deep into the grassland to summon the soul of a dead ghost who has been dead for thousands of years?
I couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in my heart when I thought about this, and I became more and more curious. Seeing how old this natural emerald stone screen was, I thought that the female corpse wearing the mask must be an ancient person. Who is she? Now she is in
Where? What happened after the bandits from the "Ni'er Hui" came here? Is the legend about the disappearance of people and animals near Baiyan Cave related to it? And... all kinds of thoughts are coming and going in my mind, but it can't be exceeded
The more you ponder, the more clueless you become.
The fat man suddenly slapped his thigh: "Speaking of Lao Hu, I suddenly remembered something. What do these buried stones look like to you? The more I look at them, the more familiar they look. Have we met somewhere before?"
My attention was focused on the box of "Huang Xiangu". I was guessing what rare things were in the box. I was interrupted by the fat man's words while I was thinking. I took the opportunity to look at the stones buried in the ground.
After a few glances, I suddenly remembered that in many old houses in the deep mountains of Daxinganling, round rocks are placed in the corners of the house. Some are half buried with soil, and some are simply placed directly in the house. We educated youth have just settled in
In the mountains, I didn't understand the practice of placing stones in houses, and thought it was completely meaningless. Later, I became familiar with the mountain people in the villages, and after asking around, I learned that these stones were left before liberation.
In the early years, people used this method to ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts. Ancient books mentioned: "If you bury stones everywhere, there will be no ghosts in your home." These stones are used to suppress ghosts. Among the people in the Northeast, zombies and hanging ghosts are used to haunt people.
Chapter completed!