There must be wine for the sacrificial ceremony, and in front of the antlers and the four-eyed eyes there is a long desk with a huge bronze jar (bu) on the table. The bronze jar of pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info was used by slave owners in the Western Zhou Dynasty to store wine, and the mouth was relatively large. There are eye patterns and thunder patterns cast up and down its belly, the middle section is gluttonous, and a layer of thatch is spread on the bronze jar, and the ancestors say that this is called "bud grass".

Bao Cai muttered: "This grass is at most burned as firewood in our time, and it is a psychic grass in ancient times. ”

He obviously said this to me and Chen Yu, but the old ancestor with the tip of his ears still heard it. He said: "Ha, Brother Liu is well-informed, but this bud grass is used to communicate with the gods, and it is mostly prepared for worshipping the gods. There is a kind of 'thatched method', I don't know if you have heard of it, it is talking about this thatch. ”

I have seen the story of "The Law of Maomen" in books, saying that the ministers visited the king of Chu, and if the horse's hooves trampled on the place touched by the water outside the 'bud grass', it would be disrespectful to the gods, and it would be judged as disrespecting the society and punished with death. This incident shows that the ancients have reached the extreme of fearing the gods.

There is "bud grass" naturally has wine, in front of the bronze urn, put three bronze jue. There is still a faint aroma of wine in the Jue, but there is no wine in it. However, with the residual aroma of wine, it can be determined that before this, there have been people who have been sacrificing the "four eyes" that can penetrate the world.

But I'm not sure if it's the descendants of the Eight Witches or the women in the witch robes. However, thinking that they can exist in one place always has a certain relationship. But what is the connection? I can't figure it out for a while, but I have a feeling that if this answer is revealed, it will be a surprising truth.

Lao Yu said: "Chu people prefer wine, I think this sacrificial wine is an old wine, now this place is cold, our wine has run out, it is better to try it." ”

Unable to get the gold and the night pearl, Lao Yu came up with the idea of a bronze slab (you) on the ground again. This bronze bowl is a vessel for holding wine, which is generally oval in shape. Among the bronze slabs unearthed in my country, there is one that is more special, and I have seen it with Chen Li. The bronze slabs are godly faces at both ends, their eyes protruding, their nostrils facing the sky, and their two rows of fangs, and the beauty of their art lies in the fact that no matter which angle you go, you will feel that those bulging eyes are staring at you, which makes people feel in awe.

The bronze plaque on the ground in front of me was not the kind I had seen with Lao Li, it was more exquisite, it could be said to be a small pavilion. Just look at its handle, there is a strange creature with a long nose, which looks like a non-elephant. The top layer is a pavilion-like roof, and the top layers of cornices are finely carved, and almost every line and depth are controlled evenly. In its interruption, the neck is the Chu-style ganlan building style.

Looking at the ability of this casting, I was amazed, this is really too difficult, because this dry bar is at most a little finger thick, to cast such a gorgeous and fine pattern on the little finger-thick bronzes, I am afraid that only the top craftsmen of the time can complete it.

In the dry bar, there is also a man and a woman, they are completed by the hollowing process, looking three-dimensional and intuitive. The two looked at each other with a smile, stroking the piano with ten fingers, and the picture was very warm.

The bronze slab is mostly in the shape of a hanging belly, and there are auspicious clouds, cranes, and pools on it...... Its feet are columns, and the bottom is cast with rockeries and exotic flowers, and the whole work looks like a heavenly palace, and I can't help but admire the ancients for paying attention to it, casting such a complex process of wine containers, as if it were a high-end work of art. Just as I was sighing, I found that there was a numbered word on the soles of the bronze slabs, but I couldn't recognize what the words were, so I didn't look at them much.

After distinguishing, we found that the man cast by the craftsman had soft facial features, and his appearance was idle and stable, like a breeze wandering in the clouds, obviously this man was not Sima Yan, but the piano master Wu Xuan. In other words, this bronze plate was not made by the narrow-minded Sima Yanshou, but was cast according to Qi Ling's thoughts, otherwise the person inside could not be Wu Xuan.

When I asked my ancestor what the monster on the top of the beam was? The old ancestor told me that the one on the top of the beam was a tapir (mo), and Chen Yu said, "I know that this thing looks a little ugly, but it is said that this is a divine beast that wards off evil spirits, has a soft and kind heart, and can eat people with nightmares and disasters." Chen Yu looked at the bronze stone with joy, and saw that he was feeling its value.

I pondered Chen Xuan's words, thinking that Wu Xuan's death was Qi Ling's nightmare, she put the "Dream Eating Tapir" at the top of all the patterns, probably thinking that the nightmare would pass, and she could return to the life of Fuqin and laughing with Wu Xuan......

Thinking of this, I sighed, not because of the relationship between Wu Xuan and Qi Ling, but because of this Chu princess's attachment to a beautiful one. This kind of obsession, combined with the background and atmosphere of the time, coupled with the distortion and loneliness of his heart, has created more human tragedies. Now in this tomb, in addition to apprehension, there is an indescribable layer of depression in my heart, and the underworld is indeed not a place where I can stay for a long time......

I thought, my head hurts faintly, maybe I have been in this place with no air circulation for a long time, and my body is a little uncomfortable. Lan Quexi saw that my situation was wrong and asked me what was wrong?

I came back to my senses and said, "It's okay, it's just that my heart is in a panic." ”

As I spoke, Chen Yu picked up a bronze jar and shook it in his ear. Listening to the sound, it was clear that there was not much wine in it. In general, there are not so many good wines in a closed environment that becomes good wines. I thought about it secretly, but then I thought that maybe it was used up during the sacrifice of the living in the ancient tomb, so I put this question out of my mind and stopped studying it.

Look at Chen Yu again, because the bronze jar is not a wine jar, and it will be finished if you go to seal the mud, so he brought it to the desk and pondered how to open it. However, at this time, he was a little anxious, and he couldn't open it after finding a few breakthroughs, which made him anxious, and he was about to pry the knife in his hand.

Seeing this, the old ancestor asked him to be careful, he said angrily: "Boss, last time in Wu Xuan's tomb, you stopped me from drinking, and finally all the wine was drunk to the third child, I didn't take a sip, and now my waist is empty, and I haven't filled up any treasures, so I can drink some wine and go to be bored." ”

Hearing this, the old ancestor was not angry, he said: "The wine here is sacrificial, where can mortals like me taste it?" I'm afraid that if you drink it, if you don't stay for a long time, you will have to stay here and accompany the princess." ”

The prudence of the ancestors is not unreasonable, this wine is not an ordinary wine, but a kind of "shrinking wine". "Shrinking wine" was used for sacrifice in ancient times, and who knows if ordinary people can stand it. And this is the wine of the underworld, the stuff of the dead...... Thinking about this, I also advised Chen Yu, but he didn't do it, and scolded madly: "you, grandpa, I'm going to drink today, and I haven't eaten for so long, and even the wine I brought is fed to the 'corpse cocoon' and 'Shan Tai Sui', and now I want to drink some freely, but you won't let me!"

Although Chen Yu also likes to scold and scold when he speaks on weekdays, he rarely takes it so seriously, and along the way, he has great respect for his ancestors, where will he say this, I thought: Is it the sequelae left by watching the night pearl? But why don't I have this manic feeling?

At this moment, even Baocai felt strange, he came to my side and whispered: "Son, do you think that Chen Fatzi has a brain problem, or is there some evil thing attached to him to make trouble?"

I said, "Although Lao Yu loves wine, he won't become a drunkard......

"You two grew up together, do you say that Fat Chen loves wine or more of the underworld?" asked Baocai.

I didn't think about it: "Naturally, it's a spiritual weapon......"

"That's right, he can listen to the persuasion of your ancestor and stop taking it, so how can he be fierce for a glass of wine?" I see that something is wrong, I have to go to Zhang Banxian and ask him to whip this kid...... "Baocai said to find the little Taoist.

I felt uneasy in my heart, and was about to snatch the wine in Chen Yu's hand, but he slipped away and carried the bronze slab in a trance, and said impatiently: "Nima's, there are so many people to persuade you to drink a wine!" After speaking, I only heard a "smack", and the bronze slab seemed to have been opened. At the same time, a strange fragrance spread throughout the main coffin room, and people couldn't help but get drunk, as if in a dream.

The ancient wine-making technology is not as advanced as our modern one, so the degree of the wine is limited, and it is rare for this kind of fragrance to be so mellow and rich. ”

His words and the aroma of the wine attracted the eighth junior high who was also addicted to alcohol, and the old ancestor shook his head and said, "That's it, the wine in the Yin Palace is not less, it is not as good as the Tao." After finishing speaking, he took the bronze jue on the desk and walked to Chen Yu's side.

Looking at the back of the old ancestor, I thought to myself: The old ancestor is too undisciplined, smelling the aroma of wine, and the concentration is gone...... I shook my head helplessly, and had to follow them to the side.

Chen Yu divided the wine in the bronze lord of the ancestor, and drank it with the eighth round of the first month. I found that the wine in the bronze jue was pale green in the firelight, and it looked like apple juice, and it was quite clear. Just as the old ancestor was about to drink it, I was surprised to find some impurity smaller than an ant, which floated on top of the bronze jukee, like rust, so fine that it was almost impossible to see. I told everyone about this discovery, but Chen Yu and Chu Ba are cheerful people and don't care about this kind of mincit.

I looked at them, Chen Yu took a sip, "ha", wiped his mouth, and said: "It tastes good, not as strong as our wine at that time, but it is pure, and when you drink it, you will be fluttering." ”

The three of them drank refreshingly, and after a while, the wine in the bronze bowl was drunk, Chen Yu didn't drink it refreshingly, and said: "The wine hasn't warmed up the stomach, so it's gone, why don't you open it again?"

He was about to bend down to take it again, but I stretched out my hand to persuade him and said, "Lao Yu, forget it if you taste it, if you want to drink it again, Princess Chu will have to be anxious with you." ”

Lao Ji shook off my hand and said, "Liuzi, you love to look ahead and backward, you have to be refreshing when you drink, how can you call drinking a mouthful?" I'm not a foreigner, pour so much wine, take a sip of ...... Besides, it's okay to drink that little bit of wine. Moreover, do you look at me, Chen Yu, who is afraid of the dead?"

I looked at Chen Yu's appearance, although he only drank a little, his face was already a strange dark red. What's even more terrifying is that the meridians at his skin are like cracked lightning, slowly emerging. As for the original mellow wine, it became a kind of stench of wine hairs on him, which was very unpleasant.

As he spoke, his face became redder and redder, even reaching his neck. I thought to myself: No, Lao Yu said that this wine is not strong, and the ancestors only drank a little, but why is the current situation, they seem to have drunk a pound of high-strength liquor?

I felt that something was wrong, and when I saw that Chen Yu was about to take the wine again, I immediately kicked open the bronze ring, only to see it turn over and roll to the corner, tearing apart the originally quiet atmosphere of the main coffin room.

At the same time, Chen Yu stood next to me with his head down, I had just calmed down, but I found that he was looking at me viciously, and I was so shocked that I took a step back, and said, "Lao Yu......" Before I could explain, his severed palm was raised and quickly slapped at me......

Twenty years of friendship, for the sake of table wine, will it collapse?

I looked at him in disbelief until the slap knocked me unconscious and I fell to the ground, and I realized that there was something completely wrong with the little hair in front of me.

My face was so hot and painful that my brain was confused, and in the haze, I saw several dark shadows, all of which had wooden signs on them, and the names on the signs made me frightened and frightened.