221 seems to be the same as a ghost medicine

Listening to the fat man say this, the curiosity in my heart became more and more strange. What exactly is this thing www.biquge.info the pen "Fun"? Why can people fall into such a terrifying illusion at a glance, and almost silently? Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered something - ghost medicine! Both of these are hallucinations, and they seem to be the kind of bodies that are dominated by some god.

I remember the strange altar in the cave under the Dajue Temple some time ago, and the poem written on it was Shi Dakai, the winged king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. But the potion in that place did not belong to him, and he only happened to use it. The earliest record of this magic medicine belongs to Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica" in the Ming Dynasty.

It is said that there is a demon monk who entered this village on this day and carried out the fate. The so-called fate is nothing more than begging. The man surnamed Chen was kind-hearted, and immediately beckoned the monk to enter the door, prepared a meal for the guests, and called his wife to eat together. Unexpectedly, the demon monk secretly put the drug into the wine and food, and everyone fell into a coma after eating. And when the man surnamed Chen fell unconscious, the demon monk carefully took out a bag of things from his body, and then blew into the man's nostrils.

Soon, the man woke up and found that he was surrounded by demons and monsters, and he grabbed a kitchen knife and slashed and slashed. But when the effects of the medicine wore off, he found himself lying in a pool of blood. And there are corpses lying down next to him, including his wife and children, his own subordinates and maids, and even the neighbors who come next door to persuade him.

Anyway, this time it's a complete killing. And this guy also realized that he was on the way, but in an instant, he wanted to find the trace of the demon monk again, even if he chased it to the ends of the earth, it was difficult to catch up. At this time, someone had already reported to the official, saying that there had been a murder here, and the government immediately sent officials to arrest the man surnamed Chen.

The man surnamed Chen knew that he had killed to pay for his life, so he immediately committed suicide in prison. And this one about demon monks, hallucinations, and the spread of ghost medicine has also been recorded.

Thinking of this, infinite fear rose in my heart. When you associate the two, how do you feel so similar? I also experienced hallucinations and regarded the people around me as monsters, and the man surnamed Chen on the "Compendium of Materia Medica" also experienced hallucinations, and also regarded the people around him as demons and monsters. But the difference was that I just glanced in the dark at the portrait of the woman on the stone wall, and the man was drugged.

Could it be that the portrait of the woman on this stone wall has the function of this drug? In fact, this is not mysterious at all, many ancient murals would be mixed with various spices and then painted on the walls. As long as the surrounding temperature slowly rises and there is oxygen circulation, these things mixed in the toner will quickly diffuse in the air, so that all the people around them are poisoned.

And the weirdest thing about this is the Mawangdui incident. At that time, it was the excavation carried out by the Academy of Archaeology of the National Academy of Sciences, and when the tunnel was opened, it was already night, in order to completely protect the site, researcher Wang at that time took some graduate students to go directly to the cave, leaving a few policemen to be responsible for guarding.

And after coming down, I found countless beautiful and fantastic paintings. These are all murals in the Yongdao at that time, but they do not depict the life deeds of the tomb owner, but the cursed prophecies about those who enter later. The meaning is expressed in the words, that anyone who enters this place must die, and that they will hack each other to death with knives.

Everyone shuddered when they saw this. However, after all, Researcher Wang had been through a hundred battles, so he immediately stopped all the panic, and said: "This is just the alarmist words of the people back then, in order to scare the tomb robbers later. And we are here to protect, not to rob the tomb, it is justified and justified, what kind of curse are you afraid of? ’

But I didn't expect that as soon as the words were finished, the two people behind them had already grabbed each other's necks. Then there was a scuffle, and Researcher Wang was stunned and just wanted to run, but a female student had already taken out a spear from the burial pit behind him and rushed towards him. The old guy didn't know how much he had been through under the graveyard and knew how to control this kind of scene.

Almost without any hesitation, a person ran upward, took out the walkie-talkie, and quickly contacted the police above. In less than five minutes, the police came down and brought the scene under control. Moreover, the Institute of Physics and the Institute of Chemistry were quickly contacted, and special personnel came to analyze the murals of Yongdao at that time.

The final analysis result was that the dye of the mural contained a certain chemical component, which was not only volatile and hallucinatory, but also not weakly radiated. Later, this matter was slowly covered up because of the thorough excavation of Mawangdui, but many people in the industry still heard some rumors.

Therefore, many people in modern times wear gloves and gas masks after going to the grave, in order to encounter this drug or poison gas again. But just thinking about this, a ridiculous idea popped up in my mind again, and it overturned all this. If it is followed in this way, this mural woman has some kind of very volatile drug that will make people fall into hallucinations. But why does it only have an effect when people look at it with their eyes, and if it is smeared and hung up on a coat, it will be fine?

Thinking of this, I fell into a tangled dead end. The fat man seemed to be still looking at me and was entangled, and he didn't know where to touch two compressed biscuits, and then threw one to me at random. He took a bite and chewed heavily. Then he said vaguely: "This thing really tastes like chewing wax, which is difficult to swallow." But in this kind of place, you can only endure it, and if you go out, Lao Tzu must have a big meal. What roast chicken and goose, big fish and big meat, all fill a table for the fat man, and Lao Tzu has money. ”

I didn't respond to the fat man's words. I also took a bite, and in an instant all the saliva in my mouth was absorbed by this compressed dry food, and the inside of my mouth was dry, and this thing was so fragile that it was not chewy at all. You know, many people nowadays are not really hungry, but hope that there will always be something in their mouths to chew non-stop. Isn't the principle of chewing gum based on this bad taste? (To be continued.) )