Leaving the center of the tribe and continuing to climb up the ridge for half an hour, an imposing temple appeared in Cheng Zhong's sight.

Most of the temple is hidden under the dense shadows of the trees, and from a distance, only part of the red walls and green tiles are exposed, and the two layers of cornices are upturned like wings, like a cloud.

There are sporadic Usun people moving on the mountain road outside the temple.

Some of them left after offering incense, and some of them were preparing to go to the temple to offer incense.

After the mountain road, there are granite paved steps, the terrain is steep, and the step difference is very high, which is suitable for large Wusun adults.

Brulari took Cheng Zhong's hand and struggled to climb the stairs.

Finally climbed to the temple beach platform, successively passed the gatehouse, the corner tower, the drum tower and the side hall and other buildings, two people went straight to the main hall.

The main hall door was open, and several people were kneeling on the ground.

The basic lesson of "kneeling incense" believers to go to the temple to worship the gods is to light a pillar of incense stick and hold it in their hands, kneel on the ground, pray silently in their hearts or close their eyes and meditate, until the whole pillar of incense is burned, and then kowtow and get up.

The level of Wusun artificial incense is very high, because there are many tree species rich in fragrance, not only sandalwood, agarwood, and cypress incense in the main world, but also many wood incense that cannot be named by the bell, which is varied, with different fragrances and fragrant fragrances.

Cheng Zhong took the lead and walked into the high threshold of the main hall, and when he looked up, he saw that the statues of the main gods enshrined in the hall were none other than the god Erlang and the king of the heavens.

The statue of the god is carved from magnetic rosewood, a person and a dog are close together, the demeanor is natural and realistic, and the artistic level is very high.

Cheng Zhong walked to the huge incense table, lit the three-pillar incense stick with a mutton fat candle, and inserted it neatly in the wooden incense burner, and then pulled Bulari to kneel on the rug and kowtowed respectfully three times.

After worshipping and standing up, the two of them went around the idol and continued to walk inside, and then went up a number of steps before they arrived at the Scripture Pavilion behind the main hall.

Cheng Zhong made a special trip to the temple this time in order to find the evidence of the crime that Guo Huaijie might have left.

In primitive tribes, the priesthood was revered and his influence was sometimes immeasurable.

Because the more ignorant human beings are, the more shallow their understanding of nature becomes.

At this level of awareness, faced with an uncountable number of uncharted territories, they will spontaneously turn to the gods for help.

And the priest is the wise man of the tribe and is the one who can communicate with the gods.

Therefore, the high priest, who represents the will of the gods, is often directly regarded as a god, and his power and influence sometimes far exceed that of the top leader of the tribe.

This is the fundamental reason why Guo Huaijie can encourage 500,000 men of the Wusun Alliance to go to another world one after another.

Cheng Zhong has learned from his grandmother that the Scripture Pavilion is the place where the old priest and the new priest Guo Huaijie work, and in addition to a large number of scriptures, the Scripture Pavilion should also store records of previous divine activities.

So he focused his investigation on the Pavilion of the Scriptures.

Cheng Zhong took out the key given to him by his ancestral grandmother, opened the door of the Scripture Pavilion, and walked in.

The attic room is not very large, and the table in the middle occupies nearly half of the floor.

Behind the table are two polished and shiny stakes of tree roots, which look like chairs used for reading or writing on the table.

On the four walls, wooden cabinets are inlaid with small squares, each of which contains a set of scriptures.

Since he came, Cheng Zhong was not in a hurry, he wanted to take the opportunity to have a general understanding of the classics of Wusun Temple.

He was too small, so he climbed onto the table with the help of Brulari, and took out a local scripture book and looked through it.

The materials used in the scriptures are varied, and there are several types of scripts, mainly Chinese, but also Wusun, Tibetan, and ancient Indian Sanskrit.

Except for the Chinese language, the other characters are not recognized, so they are skipped one by one.

Even the Chinese scriptures are mostly very difficult to understand.

Cheng Zhong flipped through the scriptures and knew that it was impossible to read these scriptures in a short time, so he had to wander through the past in a flash.

Start with the top grid and climb through to the bottom.

The lowest level is not, it is all the records of the old shaman and Guo Huaijie's own handwriting.

The records of the two priests' petitions were written on parchments, and the ten records were bound in one volume, each of which was kept in great condition.

Cheng Zhong opened the records and saw that each record included the date and place of the invitation to God, the subject of the request to God, the reason for asking God, and the reply of the god.

The entire content was first recorded in Chinese and then translated into Wusun.

"Let's record it in Chinese first, and roughly explain that the gods invited are accustomed to mission Chinese.

If the gods here are Erlang God and the Roaring Heavenly King, this is understandable, because they are both from the Han land. ”

Cheng Zhong speculated in his heart.

Cheng Zhong took out all the records, and then separated them into two piles and placed them on the table.

He sat unhurriedly on the root seat and flipped through the pages one by one

He could only read the Chinese language in the records.

Bulari sat on another root chair and followed the bell and flipped through the pages as she went.

She could only understand the content of Wusun.

The room was very quiet, except for the sound of parchment pages turning and the long and short breaths of two men.

Time slipped away quietly, and twilight slowly fell.

Seeing that the light in the room had dimmed, Brulari lit two candles and placed them on the candlesticks on either side of the table.

The candle emits a soft glow that illuminates the parchment in front of the two men.

I don't know how long it took for a long time, Cheng Zhong suddenly let out an "oops" sound.

His eyes were fixed on the last page of the old shaman's request to the gods, and he did not move for a long time.

Strange, Brulari leaned over to look at it.

On this page of records, the person who asked God was Guo Huaijie.

The reason for asking God is: Is there a higher world outside of this world, and where is the entrance to that world?

The reply of the gods was:

It's just a very small planet, and outside of this world, of course, there are many different worlds.

The "wolf god" hopes that the Wusun people will live peacefully and happily in this world.

A very small number of people, if they have nothing to worry about in this world, can also go to another higher world to live.

The entrance to that world is in the Forbidden Land of Wusun, and it must not be allowed to be entered.

Cheng Zhong was first very puzzled by the reason for asking God.

In the records I have seen before, all the reasons for asking God are about disaster relief, saving lives, problems encountered in life, and other specific questions.

For example, if a village loses a large number of cattle and sheep, is it lost or encountered a thief?

A woman gave birth to a freak, was it caused by illness or did she encounter a demon?

If an elderly person is sick, does he need to go to the hospital for treatment?

If there is an avian disease in a certain place, and a large number of birds die, will the disease be transmitted to people, how to prevent and control it, etc

Only this matter of asking God does not involve any problems in actual life, it seems that the subject Guo Huaijie is full of food and supports the ground, and there he asks about the ethereal things about another world.

Cheng Zhong smelled a smell of ulterior motives in Guo Huaijie's reason for asking God.

The strangest thing is that the gods' reply turned out to be contradictory.

It is said that if there is no hanging, you can go to a higher world to live, and it is also said that the entrance to that world belongs to the Wusun Forbidden Land, and no one can enter it.

"It's not like the language of the gods!" Cheng Zhong thought to himself.

Looking at the translated Wusun script on the second half of the page, the Wusun script is written and scribbled, and it looks like a mess, as if the translator has no idea how to translate it.

Cheng Zhong asked Brulari to read it, but it was also stumbling and couldn't read it at all.

Cheng Zhong's eyes were closed, and while simulating the scene in his mind, he muttered to himself slowly:

"I think, when Guo Huaijie asks God, there must be only two people present, him and the old shaman.

Guo Huaijie knelt there and asked, and the old shaman sat there to record.

Because of Guo Huaijie's tricky and strange questions, it was very difficult for the gods to answer, but they had to answer, inadvertently exposing the news that there was an entrance to another world in the Wusun Forbidden Land.

When the old shaman recorded it in Chinese, he truly recorded the words of the gods.

But when translating into Wusun, the old shaman had concerns in his heart.

For the sake of the stability of the tribe, he wanted to cover up this divine reply from the people of Wusun.

And Guo Huaijie must have asked the old shaman to translate the Wusun script exactly the same as the meaning of the Chinese language.

In this way, the two had an argument.

In the end, in order to eliminate the biggest obstacle to the realization of his conspiracy, Guo Huaijie killed the old shaman with poisonous hands!"

Listening to Cheng Zhong describe the events that have passed for more than ten years, step by step, bit by bit, Brulali's eyes widened in amazement and said:

"Little brother, you are really too godly!

When you say that, I think that must have been the case at the time.

However, with only such a page of God's record, plus your analysis, and no other evidence, we still can't prove that he killed the old shaman!"