Daomu Biji

I felt a little disgusted, and Wu Lao Si, they obviously did not expect that these clay pots were actually filled with this kind of thing, all with a look of disgust and surprise.

Others watched the crowd build up and gradually gathered together. Several Tibetan drivers had never seen this before. They were very curious and looked around.

I covered my nose and watched Wulaosi put on the gloves, then took the head and cleared the dirt.This thing is very old, but the hair is still very tough, the skin is rotten, and the dirt above it is broken away, and you can see the shrivelled skin and the empty eyes.This is an ancient skeleton.

The person with glasses on the side compares the diameter of the head and the mouth of the pot: the skull is large, and the mouth of the pot is small. Obviously, the head cannot be put into the pot.

What is going on, I asked him.

"This is the weird tradition of the Western Queen Mother Tribe. This must be a slave of other tribes in the Western Regions. He probably put his head into this clay pot when he was two or three years old, and then grew into adulthood, the gap between the neck and the clay pot. Until the food could not be stuffed in, he had been unable to get out of his head at that time, and then he cut off his head, sealed the pot and offered it to the Queen Mother of West as a offering. This is the tradition of head sacrifice. "Four Eyes said.

"I depend, this is too evil. The Queen Mother of the West in our Journey to the West is quite kind, not as vicious as this." A man said with a tongue.

"That Western Queen is the Western Queen who was humanized in the Central Plains. In the real ancient legend, the Western Queen was a ghost-like thing, not a person at all." Someone gave him literacy."At that time, people could not rule by kindness. Rulers relied on these mysterious and cruel ceremonies to render their supernatural power to rule."

I asked Wu Lao Si, why should this head be put in this jar?If you cut it, you cut it, why bother.

Wu Lao Si said: "There are many tribes in the Western Regions who believe that the soul flew out of the eyes or ears after death and put it in a clay pot to kill the head, just to trap the soul of this person in this clay pot The sacrifice is only meaningful in this way. When the sacrifice is completed, these human heads are usually piled up together, feeding crows, or throwing them into the sea to feed fish. This is also true in the Central Plains. We are called Guitoukeng, Yanxia, ​​Yi County, Hebei There is a 'head of the head', similar to this. "

I felt that my neck was very uncomfortable, and this kind of thing only happened during the period of ignorance. However, I sometimes really doubted who first invented this?When did the ancients believe in this bloody thing?

"But when he put his head into this clay pot from a young age, how does he usually live?" Someone asked.

"Life? Don't say that the life of the sacrifice is quite superior. The people who are chosen as the sacrifice generally eat food for God, which is the best food for the entire tribe. Usually, they don't need to dry at all, and they are sexually mature. Immediately afterwards, the most beautiful girl mates with him in order to conceive the next generation of sacrifices. In order to make his neck grow thick enough as soon as possible, they will restrict the activities of the sacrifices, some people are too fat to eat He was strangled by the pottery mouth at his age. ”One person said,“ compared to other slaves who worked exhausted outside and may not even be able to live even in their thirties, they lived comfortably for more than ten years. Then he died happily, maybe a good choice. "

The man touched his chin: “It sounds good, I ’m not interested in eating, but I ’m the most beautiful girl, I ’m interested. If I ’m a sacrifice, I do n’t eat anything, let my neck grow thick, and then I can ... "

Before the words were finished, the Tibetan drivers all laughed. I patted his head and scolded you for everything in his mother's mind.

Everyone laughed for a while, and Wulao began to wash the skull with a solution. This is an archaeological operation. It is not interesting to watch a few people. Some people clap their hands on the side, let them all go back to work, prepare for retreat, repair Go to repair the car.When we were ready, we set off.

The man hadn't walked away. Suddenly, everyone heard a weird sneer and came out from the crowd very clearly.

In a flash of cold sweat, several people stopped and looked at each other. When I saw their expressions, I knew I wouldn't hear them wrong. My heart hung up. What is going on?Who is laughing?

I couldn't think more, that sneer sounded again, this time with preparations, we all looked down at the sneer and found out that the sound came from the pile of heads piled on one side.

Wu Laosi was so scared that he dropped the man's head on the ground.My scalp was numb, and I said how could such a thing happen.At this moment, several people suddenly jumped up and screamed, and some people shouted, "Look, the head is moving!"

I hurried to see and saw that on a human head in the pile of skulls, the soil was cracking and the human head was shaking as if it were alive.I almost suffocated, how could it be possible?At this time, in the place where the soil cracked, it suddenly broke, and two blood-red worms crawled out, each with only a large nail cover, and very familiar.

As soon as I saw it, my brain buzzed. I couldn't believe my eyes. I didn't believe it yet. When I looked at it again, my soul flew, and it turned out to be a few kings!

My feet are soft, almost rolling back a few steps.Just looking at it, two, three, four, and then a red bug spewed out of it, exactly like the kind I saw in the Lu Palace at the time!Climb everywhere.

"I lean, what kind of bug is this, I have never seen it." At this time, some people were still strange, and they saw a Tibetan driver walked over and wanted to take a closer look.I yelled, "Don't you idiot! It's poisonous, you can't touch it after retreating!"

The man looked back at me, only to look back, and suddenly a king flew up and stopped on his shoulder, I yelled no!It was too late, he caught the conditioned reflex, "Ah" screamed, he was as if he was burnt, and immediately shrunk his hand back. At first glance, I saw a rash like a tide spreading on his hand instantly. Come on.

Everyone around screamed and backed away.He watched his hands quickly turn into red as if melted, terrified, and yelled, "Team doctor! Team doctor!" While falling to the ground.

Someone went up to help him, and some people ran to the team doctor ’s tent. I knew that the man was finished. I scolded and rushed to grab those who came forward, shouting to the others: “Do n’t touch him, you will die ! Do n’t be in a daze, find a way to kill these bugs, and we will be dead when they all fly! "

Those people just reacted and started backing to fuck the guy. Several drivers took off their clothes and went to shoot the bugs.But it was useless. The bugs quickly spread out, few shot dead, and crawled out more.Soon two people screamed again.

In the chaos, the fourth son of Wu picked up a tool box on the side and smashed it towards the head. The head was already crispy, and it shattered.At first glance, my god, the cranial cavity of the whole human head is almost like a honeycomb, full of gray eggs and insects, and it is disgusting.

My back is full of cold sweat, and it seems that what the glasses say is totally unreliable. This head is definitely not as simple as a sacrifice, but it is like a medium for breeding bugs. Is this the king? Have eggs laid in the human brain?I rely on it. If you want this bug to fly into the city, the status of the traditional four evils can no longer be guaranteed.

"Oops, the other heads are moving too!" Someone shouted again at this time, and I didn't have time to take care of it. Everyone stepped back quickly, and then I began to hear the buzzing sound, with red light flying Got up.I flew past my ears a few times, scaring me to shrink my neck.

At that moment, the first thought in my mind was over. This time many people are dying!Just after thinking about it, someone screamed again. I turned around and saw Wu Laosi fell to the ground, rolling in pain.Looking further into the pottery pot, I saw a piece of blood red, and the whole sand was covered with red spots.Countless ■ Kings have flown, and the sound of wings is everywhere.

This can't be dealt with at all. One king can kill all of us here, not to mention ten thousand.I said to my heart where the goddess was a sacrifice, and obviously it was a weapon. This thing was the atomic bomb at that time. If anyone was unconvinced, throwing one into his city, the whole city of his goddess could die!

Now I can only give up the camp, let me talk about my escape. I rushed into the tent, and the people resting there heard the movement and came out, saw me running, and asked me what was going on, I could n’t tell clearly, so I shouted Don't ask, just escape, and go to the car outside to talk!

Several Tibetan drivers carried the Caucasians out of the tent, and Tashi picked up the leader, Dolma, and ran away.

Seeing the landing continued, some people ran out, and I felt a little calm in my heart, and ran to call Aning.Aning had been awakened, just stood up, I rushed to pull her up and ran, she broke free of me and asked me what happened.

I yelled you to run, just ask a bird thing!Without finishing the speech, suddenly a king flew over my forehead with a buzz, bumped into Aning's shoulder, and turned and stopped.

Aning looked down, startled, and wanted to shoot with his hand.At first glance, I grabbed her hand, and then blow away the king with a blast, and pulled her away.

The dull oil bottle and black glasses are watching cars outside, we have to run to that place first.I ran all the way, no matter what three, twenty-one, twenty-one, ran out three or four hundred meters, I saw a stone mark, my brain stiffened, and suddenly realized that I did not know how to go out, the stone mark here, only Tashi can understand.(To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)