"Is the Climb God a woman?!"

"Have you left the pomegranate village in decades?"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, which shocked me so much that I couldn't calm down.

I took out a cigarette and wanted to light it with a lighter, but my hands were shaking very hard.

A burning dry firewood was handed over, and I hurriedly borrowed the fire and lit the cigarette.

what does that mean?

It means that from Yinchuan to Guizailing to Kangding, the July crawler we are in contact may be just an intermediary.

The woman hasn’t been out of the Pomegranate Village for decades! How old is this woman?

I frowned and asked, "Uncle Ma Liang, how can you know that it lives in the pomegranate village before you have never seen the Climbing God?"

Uncle Ma Liang shook his head and looked at me seriously and said, "I have never seen it before, but it is a fact that it is still alive. The Climb God and the Shaman actually have a deep connection. A long time ago, the Ma family in the Northeast had just appeared in the prototype. At that time, the old shamanism led by our Ewenk people invited all kinds of evil gods, most of which were fake and had no effect, but a small part... was real."

At this time, the eldest lady asked timidly: "Uncle, is there really such a thing in the world? This has violated scientific common sense."

With the crackling sound of dry firewood, we sat around the stove. Uncle Ma Liang replied: "How many years have the science been done? Science cannot explain everything, and it cannot deny everything! If you can't touch it in your life, you won't believe it! If one day you suddenly encounter it, you will be scared, wandering, hiding in the quilt with your head covered, trembling."

The young lady subconsciously tightened her clothes when she heard this.

Douyazi held a cigarette in his hand, and he frowned and said, "Yes, I saw that thing with my own eyes when I was a child. That night, my aunt died of cerebral hemorrhage. My uncle worked in the steel mill and didn't know. As a result, at around 1:00 in the evening, my aunt knocked on my door and asked my dad that he had borrowed two kilograms of eggs. At that time, my aunt's face was as white as white as white and her lips were still purple."

"Stop talking! I'm scared!"

The young lady blocked her ears and said, "Don't talk anymore."

Douyazi narrowed his eyes and approached the eldest lady, and suddenly let out a "ah" in her ear! She was so scared that she screamed.

"Your aunt asked your dad what he borrowed eggs?" I asked.

Dou Yazai scratched his head and said, "I don't know. My aunt is usually very good at speaking and scolds people very badly. He may have borrowed eggs to give to the ghost doctor on the way. I heard that Gui Chai likes to eat boiled eggs?"

I said your aunt is pretty good. She can get up and boil eggs after cerebral hemorrhage.

How could I believe Douyazai's words? He could scare the young lady.

"By the way, uncle, you said before, what is restricting the Climbing God?"

"Yes, there are three things, namely the scarecrow of the shamanism secret system, the Thangka, and the stone in my hand."

I saw him take out something wrapped in a sackcloth from his arms, and when he opened it, it was a black stone with a light blue light.

"What kind of stone is this?"

I was looking closely, it was really shining, not the fire reflecting!

How to describe it...?

It was like a black coal ball, and a blue flame burned inside.

Seeing the stone, the young lady immediately covered her mouth and said in surprise: "It's so beautiful!"

I have never seen such a magical stone, like coal, sapphire, tanzanite, or topaz, and I don't know.

"I see!"

The eldest lady seemed to remember something, and she suddenly said excitedly: "This is the Blue Site! I have seen a piece of fingernail the size of a fingernail before! What about God! How could this be so big!"

The eldest lady is a descendant of the Thirteen-Shanghai in Guangzhou. In the past, there was a saying among the people that you can find something that is not in the palace at Thirteen-Shanghai, so she naturally has seen many rare treasures that are difficult for ordinary people to see.

I don’t brag, I haven’t seen it before, but I humbly asked the young lady what this is.

The eldest lady was excited and said, "The Blue Site is called Lan Sidell Stone in China. In the 1920s, in 1920s, at the scene of the Tungus explosion abroad, it was discovered and brought out by a pair of explorer sisters. The sisters of the explorer are called Lan Si and the sisters are called Daier, so this gem is named after them."

I don’t know if it’s a rumor or a real thing, but someone actually picked up such a stone and sold it and made a fortune.

The Tungus explosion is an unsolved mystery. Scientists are still arguing about the cause. The cause is unknown, and more people tend to fall meteorites.

After the explosion, a few years later, someone dug this kind of stone in the soil layer at the center of the explosion. The International Gem Stone Association defines it as a new type of gem, which is said to contain certain radioactivity.

I haven't been there, but I heard that there are constant strange things in that place.

There is a fact that everyone recognizes. After so many years after the explosion, the trees there grew much faster than the outside world. The trees that only ten years outside can grow into a fertile tree can grow in that place in just three years.

At this time, Uncle Ma Liang said: "That's right, this is blue coal essence. This was given to my father by an Ewenk from the Tungus tribe. My father later passed it to me. This stone contains some kind of strange magnetic field that can help us Ewenk people become witches."

"Didn't you say that the God of Crawling is dead?"

"Okay, don't talk when I get witches, I'll do bone divination next."

After saying that, he got up and opened the drawer, took out a small leather drum and hung it around his neck, then took out a flat wine bottle from his arms, took a big sip of wine, and sprayed it all into the stove.

The flames instantly rose more than half a meter high! They almost burned me.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Uncle Ma Liang looked like crazy and beat the skin drum. He walked like he was drunk, and he was walking very fast, constantly dancing around the stove, and shouting like a woman, "Hey...ah! Hey...ah..."

Douyazi approached me and chuckled in a low voice: "Fengzi, does this look like a dancer in a bar?"

Douyazai just smiled and said, he quickly pinched his nose, and he was bleeding from his nose.

"Don't talk nonsense, I want to die?"

I signaled Douyazi to shut up quickly.

Uncle Ma Liang continued to jump again.

As he jumped, accompanied by the dense drum sound, he threw a pig's scapula into the fire, quickly chanting some obscure short sentences in his mouth. Then he held his knee with both hands, bent down slightly, and kept shaking his head. At first glance, his movements seemed funny.

But as I looked... I felt my eyes sluggish and my chest was so stuffy that I couldn't breathe.

Uncle Ma Liang, who was shaking his head desperately, seemed to have a long-haired black shadow behind him.

The black shadow was also desperately shook his head! The rhythm of the drum beats was almost the same as that of Uncle Ma Liang, which was particularly terrifying.

"Bang!"

Finally, I patted the skin drum hard! I stopped the action.

Uncle Ma Liang clamped the pig bones out of the stove with tongs, then found a complete piece of wind-cold birch bark and directly covered the birch bark on the hot pig bones.

The birch bark was scalded and smoked.

A few seconds later, a human face contour slowly emerged on the bark.

Without facial features, you can't tell the difference between genders, but the hot stamping is indeed like a human face.

"This... is this the God of Crawling?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes, you guys take a closer look."

He took off the birch bark, scooped a scoop of clear water from the water tank, poured it all on the pig bones, and a large amount of white steam drifted away. Almost at the same time, vertical lines visible to the naked eye appeared on the bones.

Uncle Ma Liang said with a dark face: "Old shaman bones, horizontal lines represent peace and good luck, vertical lines represent disaster and death. The more horizontal lines are cracked, the more people die, and count how many of them are there."

I glanced at it and shook my head quickly: "I can't count it, too many."

"I have been calm for decades. What should be come, but I will come. Since you are involved, you have the obligation to help me. Maybe it's still time."

"How do you help?" I asked hurriedly.

He said: "The person guarding the ancestral hall in Pomegranate Village is an old man with a birthmark on his face. If you tell him, the shaman's scarecrow is useless. Please be sure to take care of the big Thangka. At least it will last until the end of this year. I can't deal with it. I'm going to ask my father and ask him to think of a solution."

"Ah?" Douyazai said that your father had passed away?

"Who said that I can't ask if I die?"

Douyazi choked back when he said that he was about to his mouth.

I hurriedly said, "Uncle Ma Liang, don't you know yet? The big Thangka in Pomegranate Village has long been lost."

"What!"

"How is that possible!"

"When did it be lost!"

The veins burst out on his forehead, and these words were almost yelling.
Chapter completed!