In the history of human civilization, the shrunken human head has caused great trouble to biologists, who believe that in the desert and South American rainforests there are "dwarf kingdoms" that have not yet been discovered in the civilized world, and even call it "pygmy Pygmi".

Later, I learned that this was the practice of cannibals using special potions to concoct the heads of their prey. They remove the intracranial skeleton without damaging the outer skin. The head of the deceased, which had shrunk due to massive water loss, still retained the face of the deceased who could be judged. It is surprising that the size of a football's head has shrunk to the size of a fist. Especially in the Age of Discovery, the shrunken heads from the wild areas even became the collection of European aristocracy, and became popular and popular throughout the upper class.

The shrunken human head held in the old priest's hand looked very delicate, there was no strong smell of potions, and the eyes of the face shrunken to the size of a fist were closed, and it could be seen that it was an adult man.

"This is my teacher." The old priest gently stroked the top of the human skull with his rough fingers, as if touching the hair that did not exist there: "It was he who taught me the basics of the shaman, he showed me that there are many unsolved secrets in this world, and gave me a surname and became a nobleman." ”

There was a hint of curiosity in Tianhao's eyes. Is there such a strange way of dependence between the master and the disciple? It's really unseen and unheard of.

"Now, I'll give him to you." As he spoke, the old priest picked up the clay pot in his hand and gently landed in front of Tianhao. Then, he picked up the shrunken head on the floor and handed it over.

"Why?" Tianhao controlled his thoughts and emotions, and subconsciously asked, "Is this the inheritance etiquette of the sorcerer?" ”

The old priest shook his head: "This is the teacher's advice to me before he died, I just follow his instructions and pass on everything he has to you, that is, the next priest who will be recognized by me." ”

"Everything about him? Give me? Tianhao doesn't think it's a gift. Still, his tone softened, and the shock on his face and eyes was unpretentious, very real.

"That's what the teacher told me." The old priest was silent for a moment, then shook his head regretfully: "I wanted to leave these things to Wu Ji, but he really has no talent in witchcraft. According to the rules of the clan, the eldest son could inherit the title and status of nobility, and if he could not get recognition from the chief, when he died, his form and status would be automatically stripped away. ”

Tianhao's eyes flashed with enlightenment: "You want me to take care of Wu and his family?" ”

"I'm going to die, and so am I. At that time, the only person we can count on is you...... Hao, you're the smartest leader I've ever met, not one of them. "The old priest was as shrewd as ever, and he never did a loss-making business.

……

It was late at night.

Tianhao washed his feet, leaned cross-legged on the animal skin cushion, and silently stared at the shrunken human head in front of him.

This is his new home. As the leader of the village, he can have some privileges, and he can enjoy a house alone is also Tianfeng's initiative. He is the eldest brother of this family, and he is a person who has come over. In terms of men and women, Tianfeng had already experienced it, but at that time, the family was poor, and although the woman liked Tianfeng, she would not go hungry with him. Just because two people have slept with each other doesn't mean that they will always maintain the same relationship, anyway, if it's not a formal marriage witnessed by the head of the village and the elders, no one will take it seriously.

The third brother Tianhao is an adult, and although Ayi is ugly, his temperament is not bad. Tianhao has to have a separate room, so that it is convenient for him and everyone.

When his fingers touched the human head, Tianhao felt like he was touching a walnut. He didn't believe in witchcraft worship or so-called gods, but at this moment, in the quiet surroundings around him, he suddenly felt that he had stepped into a mysterious world that he had never touched.

At the old priest's house, the first sight of the human head gave him a wonderful feeling.

The dead are talking to me.

It was a long cipher, and there was the sexagenary branch of Chinese characters, the English alphabet, and the Roman alphabet and the Russian alphabet.

There is no sound reaching the ear, and it is purely a communication that stays at the level of consciousness.

If the other party is a living person, Tianhao will feel normal. But the problem is that this message is a shrunken head. In order to create a human skull in this form, it takes great skill to remove the skull, including the contents of the brain, leaving only a dry, intact outer skin.

Toys, collectibles, souvenirs, worship objects...... It's actually talking to me, communicating from ideology?

This is not a dream, nor is it an illusion.

Tianhao silently counted the seconds in his heart, and every five minutes, the head of the dry shrinkage will send a password: A0079qv840 Ding Shen w Wuchen 322......

The password is 99 digits long.

Cold sweat seeped out from Tianhao's back, and he felt like his whole body was slippery. This frightened him and made him unable to judge whether he was truly awake or not. Several times, he stared at the human head, and couldn't help but want to grab something and smash it to pieces.

If it weren't for that password, Tianhao would have done it.

At the end of the pass, there is a sentence after it: "Read it out." ”

Tianhao knew very well the meaning of these three words.

He himself has one such password. That's the identification code that each of the fighters held in their final days. The ninety-nine-digit code is said to be automatically generated by a computer, and is usually used in the base for identity scanning, and only when it is unsure whether the holder has been replaced by a replicant, the other party will be asked to read it out by phone.

This is a secret that is kept in the memory of every warrior. Passwords are not as simple as they seem. Regardless of the composition of Chinese characters or any letter, there are five different pronunciations. For example, the word "A" stipulates that it also has four pronunciations: "column", "division", "pavilion", and "violence". For example, the English letter "V" displayed in printed form on the compilation table actually represents the Roman alphabet at different stages of arrangement, and is pronounced as "ox".

Anyone who gets the password but can't pronounce it correctly will be killed in the first place, without even having a chance to defend themselves.

The cruelty and indifference of war make everything full of strict rules and death.

Tianhao pressed his finger on the top of the shrunken man's head again. He found that this was the right way to communicate with the deceased, and that there was physical contact between the two parties to create consciousness.

With the correct password pronunciation silently in his mind, Tianhao didn't think about deliberately mispronouncing it. The rules were so terrible that he was still terrified when he woke up years later. Sometimes it's ridiculous to think about, there are no high-intensity lasers, no gene destroyers, no self-controlled multi-barreled cannons, and it's safe to say something wrong.

"Hello, my name is Zhan Jianhua, the captain of the warrant officer of the 41st Mobile Division. I'm glad you read the password, only we know the correct pronunciation. ”

It couldn't be considered a conversation, the password was obviously a lock, and a large amount of information fell with the last syllable in his mind, pouring into Tianhao's thinking center like a tide.

"It's a genetic exchange. By the time you receive this information, I am dead. Gene cells can store a portion of memory fragments, and hopefully it will be useful to you. ”

"I entered the culture pod and was resurrected through parasitism. My luck was terrible, the parasitic pod ruptured, and if I couldn't find the host within the allotted time, I would die. As a last resort, I had no choice but to choose a horse as a host. ”

"After four years of living in the form of a horse, I finally found the opportunity to change my form and become a human again."

Tianhao shook his head slowly and let out a silent sigh.

He didn't know this person called "Zhan Jianhua", but he had experienced all the things mentioned by the other party. The 41st Mobile Division is a friendly army, speaking of which, Tianhao's position is higher than Zhan Jianhua's, and he was a colonel at that time.

As for parasitism...... Zhan Jianhua was indeed unlucky. A large number of images appeared in his mind, Tianhao "saw" a horse with dark yellow fur taking advantage of the horsekeeper's inattention, grabbing his head from behind, and holding the whole head in his mouth. The molars, accustomed to forage, could not gnaw their necks, but the foul mouth was enough to cause the stables to suffocate for a short time. The hands that were waving desperately gradually stopped moving, and the writhing and struggling bodies fell limply. Surrounded by hundreds of horses, no one will see the strange scene happening here. For more than an hour, the closed mouth of the horse was opened, and the saliva-stained stableman fell to the ground, and the horse fell at the same time. After another half hour, the stableman, who looked no different from the deceased, suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and breathed in the air with a look of horror and nervousness on his face.

"I have thirty percent of the genetic seeds sealed in my body, and if I can't become human, I'd rather die. At the cost of seventy percent of the life essence, I successfully performed a second parasitism. But it was very costly, and I didn't live long, only twenty years, or even less. ”

"Latecomer, the next information should be useful to you."

"I've traveled a lot in this world, and the Witch Walker is a good cover for identity. It took me fifteen years to go from being a stableman to a great wizard. There are many disconnections in the intellectual apparatus of this world, something that seems simple to us, and it is difficult for barbarians to understand. ”

As you may have noticed, "gigantic" is the first impression you have of this strange world. This is true for both humans and animals, including plants. I don't have the instruments to make measurements on the air composition. But I estimate that the oxygen level should be high, at least more than twenty-five percent. ”

"The first time I met white Southerners, I finally found a familiar feeling in them. Compared to us, they are more like human beings in the normal sense. With an average height of about one meter seven, he has a lot of knowledge that the northern barbarians do not have. ”