Chapter Ninety-Three: The Loulan Remnants (Part II)
Seven or eight out of ten of the people who followed the Great Wizard had died on the road by this time, and the Great Wizard felt that this was a place where God had given them hope to live, and they settled around Coffin Mountain, and Chengzi Village was the earliest settlement.
Xia Ruobing slowly looked down line by line, here is a record of the names of generations of great wizards since the beginning of Qi, as well as their simple biographies, at the end is the name of the twenty-third generation of great wizard Yuzhi, his life profile is the same as in the tomb.
Later, Yu Zhi passed the position of Great Wizard to Di, but Di's record only had a few numbers: Heavenly Punishment, Di Yan was exhausted.
"What happened to the last archwizard?" Xia Ruobing asked.
"I heard from my ancestors that only the great wizard can read and write, and when the great wizard renews, he will pick a 5-year-old child in the clan, and this child is his successor, and the child has served the great wizard until he dies, and he has studied with the great wizard, and I heard the ancestors say that more than a thousand years ago, there was an earthquake here, followed by the plague, and the last great wizard died, and no one knew these words again." The patriarch said with a sigh.
"Why did you send the body to the coffin mountain......" Mr. Min couldn't help but ask.
"Death is just another beginning...... Xia Ruobing unfolded another silk silk, here are some spell records of the great wizard.
"Well, the ancestors all said that to die is to go to another place, and soul spirits are the souls of dead ancestors, and they will take the dead away." The patriarch said again.
"Soul Spirit?!" Chen Badai felt his ass hurt again.
"It's the legendary ghost eyes here, they were brought by the great wizard, and they glow like eyes at night, and then they slowly called it ghost eyes."
"But ......" Wang Xingguo was stunned for a moment.
"Soul spirits are afraid of cinnabar, every household has cinnabar, we send the corpse to the ghost gate, and the soul spirit itself will go there to take the corpse away, for many years, it has formed a habit, and the soul spirit rarely enters the village." The patriarch explained.
"No wonder the wizards' tombs are covered with cinnabar, and those passages are sprinkled with cinnabar, not only to show the way, but also to stop the ghost's eyes from destroying the wizard's corpse." Wang Xingguo said secretly in his heart.
"Are you really the remnants of Loulan?" Mr. Min was shocked.
"I don't know, we broke our roots 1,000 years ago, but we did migrate here from the Northwest Desert...... Perhaps, we are really the remnants of Loulan. The patriarch said slowly, gently unfolding scrolls of silk silk and bamboo slips, and spreading them out in front of Xia Ruobing......
With the permission of the master, Xia Ruobing carefully studied these words that had disappeared for thousands of years, those ghost eyes - insects called soul spirits in the records, are the embodiment of the souls of ancestors, they live in the desert, disappear during the day, and appear in the night at night, searching for the souls of the dead, taking their bodies away, and bringing them back to another world, this is a kind of scavenging insects, they have an ant-like organizational form, they move the corpses and eat them, they were in Lop Nur when the water and grass were abundant, It is the scavengers of nature, but the wizards of Loulan have given these insects a special meaning.
After carefully reading each character in Lu Wen, Xia Ruobing finally understood the customs here.
As an alien group, the ancestors of Loulan came here after the living environment was very bad, not only to fight with the natural world, but also to fight with the aborigines, they struggled to multiply in the depths of the mountains, and finally gained a firm foothold, but their unique customs often caused outsiders to prying eyes, in that era when science was not developed, many of their behaviors were regarded as alien by the aborigines, difficult to tolerate, they had to hide in the mountains to avoid the harassment of outsiders, using the sun burial to make up a lot of daunting stories, Perhaps it was the favor of heaven that the hematite near the coffin mountain sheltered these Loulan relics, and those strange and unexplained phenomena at the time deterred outsiders, which allowed the Loulan relics to thrive here.
These Loulan remnants began to be under the leadership of the great wizard, has been maintaining the customs of Loulan, there is no desert here, they found the coffin mountain natural like a labyrinth of caves and passages, the yellow ground and the desert, the same as the tombs of the Loulan people after death, with the efforts of several generations, in the coffin mountain to dig out a complex underground labyrinth, the soul spirit is raised in it, and they protect the mausoleum of the great wizard, but in the twenty-fourth generation of the great wizard Di continued to serve less than 3 years, suddenly there was an earthquake, This is the two-word "Heavenly Punishment!" recorded in the genealogy. ”
Di led people to try to rescue the tombs in Coffin Mountain, but the earthquake destroyed most places, and the ghost eyes also spread, and some Loulan people who entered the tombs to rescue found that most of the passages were completely destroyed, and the aftershocks also blocked their retreat, so they had to temporarily dig a passage and escape.
Seeing this, Xia Ruobing remembered the crooked passage they escaped from, which seemed to be temporarily dug at that time.
The tombs could not be saved, so they had to give up, they blocked several entrances and exits, no one ever entered there again, and the spread of the soul spirit was slowly controlled, and everyone sent the dead to the ghost gate, which was the place of the entrance to death, and this strange burial custom was perpetuated from generation to generation.
All the records were written by the Great Wizard and his apprentices, but the last Great Wizard Di died in the plague, and his successors did not survive, and the records of the remnants of Loulan ended here, and no one in later generations could read these words, but according to the habits that have been passed down from generation to generation, carefully avoiding the prying eyes of outsiders and protecting the secrets of their ancestors.
A silk silk was painted with a pattern of a magic weapon used by a wizard, and Mr. Min took a closer look and saw a familiar covering.
"The sacrifice is covered with things, and the great wizard is covered with gold......" Xia Ruobing remembered some picture scenes in the temple, and the faces of the dressed wizards were covered with masks.
"I'm curious, what does the archwizard's cover look like?" Xia Ruobing asked.
"This is a sacred relic for wizards, the mask of the first great wizard has been buried in the tomb, and later some wizards also have their own masks, but they were lost in the war...... No one has seen it again......" The patriarch's words made Xia Ruobing feel a little sorry, and now he can only imagine the beauty of the real thing in the pictures.
Mr. Min's face was a little unnatural, and he pointed to another passage and asked, "What does this passage mean?" ”
"To the effect that there is no longer a homeland, they are very sad or something." Xia Ruobing said, "If there is no mistake, the record here should be 1,500 years ago, when Shanshan had disappeared from the historical record." ”
"They have lived here for generations, and they have never returned to Loulan?" Mr. Min didn't give up and asked again.
"Yes, they can't go back, and Loulan's roots have been cut off." Xia Ruobing said.
"Impossible, Loulan still has descendants, Loulan still has princesses, and the royal family, their roots will not be cut off." Mr. Min said.
"That's how the record is written." Xia Ruobing carefully rolled up the silk silk, returned it to the patriarch with both hands, and thanked him again.
"We should also thank you for solving our thousand-year-old doubts." The patriarch said, "Your ancestors will not die this time, you will not have such good luck next time, the ancestors have been training for thousands of years, I hope you will not bother us again, we don't want to change." ”
"I'm sorry...... We just ......"
"Uh...... That burial chamber, let's see ......" Chen Badai raised his hand.
Mr. Min pulled Chen Badai for a moment, saw the patriarch look over, and said with a smile: "We saw the tomb, but the earthquake destroyed it all...... Only gravel remained...... Nothing......"
"Hey!" The patriarch sighed, since this is the case, he can't continue to delve in.
"The Si people are gone, so be it, you will leave here tomorrow." The patriarch said, "Don't tell the secret, we don't want to attract too many curious people. ”
"I'm sorry, I see." Xia Ruobing lowered her head, she didn't expect this expedition to bring so much trouble to others.
"What about those ghost eyes?" Wang Xingguo asked.
"As long as there is cinnabar, they won't come close." The patriarch said, "We'll have people go and block the hole, and they'll continue to wait at the Ghost Gate." ”
"They are afraid of cinnabar, so you spread cinnabar in the tomb underground, and sprinkle cinnabar in the passage!" Wang Xingguo asked again.
"All we know is that they're afraid of cinnabar, and we don't know what's inside." The patriarch did not affirm or deny it, he wrapped the things in yellow silk and said, "Tomorrow you will leave, don't come again, don't let anyone else come again, and besides, whatever you find in it, you can't take it with you......"
The patriarch carefully locked up the precious records left by his ancestors and took everyone out of the temple, and at this time, every household in Chengzi Village was using cinnabar to divert water and smearing it on the door and door frame.
Xia Ruobing remembered that when he was studying the customs near the coffin mountain, every summer solstice, the nearby villagers had the custom of smearing the gate with cinnabar water.
The patriarch asked a few people to settle down, and then took people up the mountain to seal the wormhole, and in the middle of the night, Mr. Min took advantage of no one to pay attention, secretly turned out the window, went to the river and found his small backpack, reached out and touched it, and the gold cover was still inside.
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"Hey...... Antiques are gone......" The car drove out of Chengzi Village, and Chen Badai lamented for the first time.
"You, money addict, now it's okay!" Sherpa said annoyedly.
was kicked out of Chengzi Village again, of course, after a round of interrogation and search, the Loulan crystal that Chen Badai finally picked up was confiscated, but he finally got a pair of clothes.
Wearing the clothes exchanged for precious crystals, this dress still doesn't fit well, Chen Badai's heart aches, if this dress is in normal times, he won't want it for nothing!
"Who can understand my pain now...... Chen Badai raised his head to the sky and roared, then turned his head and said to Mr. Min seriously, "Mr. Min, I believe that you are not the kind of person who owes money and does not pay it back, nor is you the kind of person who is intermittently mentally ill, oh?" ”