Chapter 393: The End of Science is Theology
The warehouse was about twenty-five meters long and eight or nine meters wide, and the huge room was emptyβonly two dead men kneeling.
Listening to what the fat criminal police and the female forensic doctor said, I was also curious and courageously went over. Although I was mentally prepared to see the horrific scene, I was actually shocked into a cold sweat.
I saw the two kneeling in a strange posture, and it could be seen that their bodies had already stiffened, and what was even more creepy was their heads, only half of their heads were left, and the other half of the flesh and blood were blurred, which should be just like the female forensic doctor said, and they were forced to hit like this.
This scene is familiar!
I remember that night in the deserted hut behind the water conservancy station, there was also an old man who died in front of the bronze statue, and his brain collapsed. The scene is very similar.
Hao Minyuan's face was very long, and he asked the fat criminal policeman softly: "What else did you find at the scene?" β
The fat criminal policeman shook his head: "It's really strange, when we received the report, when we arrived, the doorman of the Cultural Relics Bureau said...... said that the door of the warehouse was locked inside...... In addition, there are no windows in this house, so there should be no third party! β
The fat detective didn't know about the existence of the demon, I glanced at Hao Minyuan, and saw that he didn't seem to have the intention of continuing to explain, so I didn't bother to talk much.
On the way back, Hao Minyuan was silent at first, and it was not until he was about to return to the police station that he spoke: "Brother, I want to send you to Jinan!" β
I was shocked: "What are you doing in Jinan?" β
"Take a look at Mr. Wu's body on the spot, and make a copy of his autopsy report, I want to determine the cause of death."
I didn't understand this for a while: "What? Determine the cause of death? β
"That's right! If it is determined that the cause of death is the same as that of Liu Suo, then the nature is different! β
I was even more confused: "Isn't there just one more deceased!" How much difference can there be? β
Hao Minyuan sneered: "Brother, you want it!" The distance between Jinan and Hekou is less than 500 miles, if the time of Mr. Wu's death is about the same as that of the two employees of the Cultural Relics Bureau, and it was committed by the same murderer, what can it mean? β
I thought for a moment: "It shows that this demon is very powerful, it can quickly transfer space, and it ...... And there are many ways to kill? β
Hao Min gave me a blank look: "It's not that complicated - at least it is important to show that the cause of death of several people was not human!" β
I see!
Whether the murderer is human or not is different in nature, and of course different countermeasures can be taken.
Hao Minyuan's words are exactly what I want, in fact, I also want to go to Jinan - I can't rest assured that Wu Jinghan can't be relieved.
In Wu Jinghan's mind, Mr. Wu is not only his mentor, but also his relatives. The similarity between Mr. Wu and Wu Jinghan is that there is no one relative in this world, so Wu Jinghan wants to stay for Mr. Wu to take care of the funeral.
It is estimated that I will not be able to come back in three or five days - besides, I am not worried that she is a girl running around!
Let's go! Back at the police station, Hao Minyuan asked Xiao Wang to drive his Passat with me, and before leaving, of course, I had to go to the hospital first and tell my uncle what happened.
"I'm afraid this matter is more complicated than you think!"
After listening to my story, my uncle replied with a gloomy face.
"Things have come to this point, whether it is complicated or not, we have to face it, and the sad thing is that so far, there is no clue!"
"Anyway, the goal is clear, it's going to get rid of it β yes! Before you came, I asked a friend in the circle, but an old friend had heard his master talk about this ancient witchcraft that sucked the souls of hundreds of people and brought them back to life...... It seems that this kind of witchcraft was completely lost in the Xia Dynasty...... In the previous Yao Shunyu era, although there were few people who understood, there were also ......"
To be honest, I'm a little unconvinced.
"Uncle, the people in your circle are so good! Not to mention the Yao Shunyu era, it was the Great Xia Dynasty, it has been more than 3,000 years ago, and there was no writing at that time, how can these things be passed on to this day! β
Uncle sneered: "You underestimate our circle!" If you don't understand it, let's give an example! It must have been a long time since humans learned to plow the land and raise children. Isn't it passed down from generation to generation? β
I couldn't help but pout, thinking to myself, uncle, this is obviously a strong word!
"Why do you say that in the era of Yao Shunyu, there were still people who understood this kind of witchcraft!" The uncle paused for a moment, and then continued, "That's because a major event happened at that time, which is indirectly proved by this incident. β
I want to kick my uncle directly, he can learn to sell no matter how he talks!
"What's the matter?"
Although I was anxious, the other party was my maternal uncle, so I had to be patient.
"There was a rare flood in the Yellow River!"
I casually said, "This ...... Is this the great flood that Shun Yao has managed for three generations? β
Uncle nodded: "If you think about this matter a little, you will find that it is strange, in that era of backward productivity and small population, why do you have to spend three generations of experience to control the Yellow River!" β
I just felt my scalp heat up: "Is it because this flood is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster?" β
Uncle snorted coldly and nodded.
"At that time, someone must have used the most evil witchcraft, and it succeeded, and now it seems that it can cause such a great natural disaster, it should be ...... It should be this kind of magic that makes people resurrect from the dead. β
I just felt an itch in my throat and a tingling of my scalp.
"That'...... Who is the resurrected one? β
The uncle shook his head: "Definitely not an ordinary person!" I don't know who it is! β
During the four hours I went to Jinan, I went through the events of the past two months in my mind, and I vaguely felt as if everything was connected to each other, but it seemed that there were some fragments missing, so that I could not put them together.
When I was about to get off the highway, I called Wu Jinghan, and her voice was hoarse and low, saying that she was at school.
Because Mr. Wu is the director of the history department of Shandong University, and he is also a well-known figure in domestic archaeology, especially in the historical research of the Yellow River Basin, it can be said that he has been running for archaeology all his life, so the school made an exception to set up a memorial service for him. Let's read the book
Speaking of Shandong University, not to mention in Shandong, it is also a famous school in the entire North China region, which is both a national 211 university and a 985 university.
The predecessor of Shandong University was the government Shandong University Hall founded in Jinan in 1901 (the 27th year of Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty). Since its establishment, Shandong University has gone through two historical stages: semi-colonial and semi-feudal society and socialist society with social changes. During this period, it has changed its name several times, and has been suspended, rebuilt, merged, and relocated many times, and has been incorporated into various universities at different times, and has also divided more than 10 colleges and universities.
Standing in front of Shandong University, I was deeply ashamed, but at the same time I felt very proud.
As a third-rate junior college student, this is the first time I have approached Shandong University, but when I think about it, my girlfriend is a graduate student of this university, and I am a little fluttery.
Mr. Wu's mourning hall is located in the department of history, and from a distance, I saw two black couplets hanging in front of the door of the white mourning hall, which turned out to be handwritten in large thin gold characters:
During his lifetime, he had a clear sense of virtue, benevolence and high wind, and buried white bones in the northern suburbs of the mountain.
After his death, he was famous and famous, Bing Cao Yi Fan was full of thousands of years, and Zeliu Township admired his name.
Although I don't understand the meaning, it feels quite bleak to read, and then I saw Wu Jinghan wearing a school uniform, and Han Binhua, who went to our water conservancy station with Wu Jinghan for an internship before.
When Wu Jinghan saw me, the tears in her eyes instantly lay down.
I bowed deeply three times to the portrait of Mr. Wu, and then put on a pillar of incense.
Before I could say a few words to Wu Jinghan, I suddenly heard someone calling me behind me, and his voice was very hoarse.
When I turned around, I saw the old man with thick glasses who went to the estuary area with Mr. Wu to find me - why is he okay? Probably he didn't touch the lipstick coffin directly, or he was wearing gloves at the time!
The old man with thick glasses pulled me to the side: "Young man, I was looking for you!" β
"Looking for me?"
"That's right! Lao Wu's death was not an accident, but a ...... It's the one who provoked the owner in the coffin. β
I was taken aback by this: "How...... Why do you history experts believe this? β
The old man with thick glasses smiled slightly: "If you don't study so deeply, you may not believe it - in fact, the end of science may be theology, the so-called theology...... You should get the idea! β
This surprised me even more: "Do you already know that Teacher Wu was killed...... What is it? β
The old man with thick glasses hesitated for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "It should be an evil in ancient times!" β
What is the ...... Actually, it means that I didn't say it.
"You come with me!" He staggered into a nearby building, an office on the left, with a sign on the door that read, "History Dean's Office."
It should be Mr. Wu's!
The room was almost full of booksβat least two-thirds of the way.
The old man with thick glasses walked up to his desk, picked up a stack of photos and handed them to me.
The previous seven or eight photos were taken when we fished out the red coffin in the black puddle, and in addition to the red coffin, there was also a corpse in the coffin that looked almost exactly like me.
The last five or six chapters are also photographs, but they are pictures on stone walls - I don't know if they count as narrative murals, but the characters are sketched in more detail than the ones I've seen before.
You can even see the appearance of people!
"Huh? The people on the mural look seven or eight points similar to me! β
I exported it almost subconsciously.
The old man with thick glasses smiled slightly: "This is the main reason why I want to find you!" β
"What do you mean?"
"The person on the mural is Dayu!" The old man with thick glasses picked up a stack of printer paper from the table again, "Here is some information about Dayu, you can take a look first." β
I thought to myself, isn't Dayu a big hero who didn't enter the house because of the water control! Who doesn't know this......
But I still took it and quickly scanned it, and it turned out to be a few legends about Dayu:
About the birth of Dayu, according to legend, Kun is not Dayu's father, but Dayu's mother, Kun in the Yellow River flood failure, was executed by Shun, but Kun was already pregnant with Dayu in the stomach at that time, after she died, people dissected her belly, took out Dayu, this matter was later generations called "cut Kun to take Yu".
Regarding Dayu's wife, according to legend, Dayu has not married at the age of thirty in order to control the flood, and he has never considered marrying a wife and starting a family. But when Tu Shan, Dayu met the white nine-tailed fox, and the white nine-tailed fox pulled the red line for it, so that Dayu met the Tu Shan daughter, and fell in love with it, and finally the two were separated for a period of time, and they got married.
Later, in another accident, Tu Shan Nujiao found that Dayu was a very ferocious bear, and then fled, Dayu chased after him in the shape of a bear, causing Tu Shan's Nujiao to finally exhaust and turn into a stone under Songshan Mountain, and then the stone was broken, and Dayu's son was born.
About Dayu to control the water, after the death of his mother, Dayu inherited his mother's will, continue to control the water, he summed up all the lessons of the flood control, thirteen years of water control, has been diligent, do not dare to have the slightest slack, not to say hard work, even three over the door without entering, but also traveled all over the world, familiar with the characteristics of different terrain and other places, and finally solved the flood.
After Dayu ascended the throne, the world was divided into nine states, and the direction of flooding into the sea in various places was clearly stipulated.
In the tenth year after his accession to the throne, Dayu died in Huiji. After his death, his son Kai seized the throne, turned the Chan concession system into an inheritance system, and founded the first slave state, Xia.
The nine-tailed fox is a four-legged monster in ancient myths and legends, with red fluff all over its body, and it is versatile and good at demagoguery. But the white nine-tailed fox is considered by the Tushan clan to be its ancestor, and the totem of the Tushan tribe is the nine-tailed fox.
There has always been a ballad in Tushan, which means that whoever sees the white nine-tailed fox can become the king; If anyone marries the daughter of the Tu Shan clan, their family will become more and more prosperous, and the descendants will flourish.
It is said that Dayu's father died because of the flood control, Dayu inherited his father's will to control the flood, dedicated to the water control, running around all day long, not daring to have a trace of laxity, in the unconscious busy, Dayu soon reached the age of thirty, but because the flood has not been well managed, so even if he is thirty years old, he has not thought about marrying a wife and starting a family.
Until one day, when he arrived at Tushan, a white nine-tailed fox appeared in front of him, introduced Tushan's daughter-in-law to Dayu, and persuaded Dayu in advance that he could marry Tushan's daughter-in-law, because Tushan's was very powerful in Dongyi at that time, and Dayu could help him when he competed for the throne in the future, and Tushan's daughter-in-law was virtuous herself, and marrying back would inevitably become a good wife and mother.
After Dayu saw Tushan's daughter, he was deeply attracted by the beauty of Tushan's daughter, and Tushan's daughter-in-law was also attracted by Dayu's burly handsomeness and his personality quality, the two fell in love at first sight, held hands, and said a lot of love words.
This legend is known as the "Nine-Tailed Fox Says Kiss".