Yes, in this way, the so-called religious worship will not exist.

The name Xue Qing is very similar to the name of a cultivator, and he has dealings with him, maybe it is the murderer who murdered him and that person is called Yuan Qing, both of them have a clear character in their names, could it be some kind of evil and crooked fellow disciples?

Thinking about it according to this line of thought, Ye Liang decided to let Zhaonan send Dunzi out for a walk.

"Dunzi went out in the afternoon, and he hasn't come back yet, so I don't know what surprising news coming back will bring us."

Zhao Nan smiled knowingly.

It's really annoying, it turns out that he has already thought of this.

Ye Quan was displeased, flipped through the notebook a few more times, and continued: "Then the last origin is left, which is the tradition of the hunter clan, which has developed into some foreign devils who have begun to frantically pursue and shrink human heads, hey, miniature, this is very similar to what Lingxiuzi said about soaking human heads in potions, this is it." ”

"Collecting heads, what kind of perverted habit is this, how can normal people have such a hobby?" Mo Lingyin's eyes widened, not believing what Ye Liang said.

Chu Qi sighed: "Sister Mo, don't you know that some people are not human at all in the eyes of some people, and they are not even as good as cats and dogs." ”

Mo Lingyin shook his head: "Impossible, I don't believe it, how can there be such a person, everyone is born equal, people have to love people......"

"Sister Mo, you are too naïve, if people are equal, why did I have to sell newspapers on the street at the age of nine and be bullied by little hooligans, you will be admitted to university next year, but you can rent a shop to do some small business this year, and you can give all those goods to Miss Ye without blinking an eye? You are not a few years older than me, and you can make the decision to deal with property, aren't you afraid that your family will say you? Naturally, you are not afraid, because you feel that this bit of goods and property is insignificant, and if you don't have it, you won't be able to eat. I sell newspapers, and if the newspaper is snatched away, I won't be able to eat for three days, and I will be beaten when I go home, and the money from selling the newspaper that day will not buy you a wig. ”

Mo Lingyin billed her mouth, and it was obvious that Chu Qi's words made her confused.

Ye Liang nodded: "Chu Qi is right, those people collect human heads, naturally they think that these heads are insignificant, they don't even think that this is a human head, it's just a small handicraft antique, oh, it's really an antique, a bone." ”

It turns out that there is a mysterious cannibal in the Amazon basin of Ecuador and Peru, and what did they do wrong to shoot an otter and sloth at the age of 16 at the coming-of-age ceremony of their young man? Then learn the art of shrinking the carcasses of animals with their elders. They believe that the soul of an enemy will still haunt them after they die, so shrinking the enemy's head can forever suppress the soul of the enemy. Of course, this extremely cruel practice also has the meaning of bloody revenge. After learning this technique, you can cut off the enemy's head and miniature it in future tribal wars, collect it to increase your courage, and of course, you may lose the war and have your head cut off by others.

"How far away is it from us?" Chu Qi's eyes listened without blinking, and he felt that Miss Ye knew so much, and he forgot that Ye Liang was also learning and selling.

Ye Quan's room has an antique globe, the kind with a history of two or three hundred years, and she usually plays with it, so Zhao Nan took out the globe and pointed it out to the seventh day of the first month.

"Ahh It's so far away, and it's a terrible thing to have such a tribe nearby. ”

After Chu Qi said this, the wig couldn't help shaking.

The speaker didn't mean to listen to it, and Chu Qi hurriedly reached out and stroked the wig: "Uncle Scalp, I didn't mean to stimulate you." ”

The girl in the wig let out a scream: "Men and women don't kiss, let go of your hands." ”

Ye Liang didn't pay attention to this episode and continued.

"Later, at the end of the last century, at the beginning of this century, this tribe began to come into contact with the outside world, and some tourists, explorers, collectors, came here, and thought that these shrunken human heads were so delicate and lovely, oh my God, what an aesthetic this is! Delicate and cute! Unless these heads are carved from jade and made of gold, I won't find them cute. Those people will these heads as a magical commodity to ship out, those foreigners' places have formed a craze for collecting heads, people in the upper class to collect this kind of heads is a very face-saving thing, heads are in short supply, many people who are not from that tribe began to learn the technology of that tribe, configure potions, make shrunken heads, they are very bad, and provoke wars between these tribes to give them weapons, the price is to take away a large number of heads, this is the source of the reduction of heads with potions, I think, that Xueqing, According to Mr. Scalp's description, he was short and had a red face, much like the tribesmen in the books. Lingxiuzi, do you remember what Xue Qing told you? ”

"Alas, it seems that this is the truth, Xue Qing has this kind of technology, I am one of the countless unlucky ghosts, but those poor people have no spiritual power, they die when they die, and they are a hundred, only I hold my breath and have been supporting until now."

The voice of the scalp is full of sadness.

It wouldn't be good for anyone who knew that he was just killed as a commodity, and his head was cut off.

"No, Uncle Scalp has also been scalped, have all those shrunken human heads been scalped?"

The seventh day of the first month raised doubts.

"People are for collections, of course, to ensure that the head is complete." Ye Yuan explained patiently.

"Why is that? If you peel off the scalp, the head will be unrecognizable even if it is shrunk, and it will look terrible wherever it hangs. ”

Mo Lingyin said. After speaking, I felt that it was a little too hurtful to my scalp, and my soul also had feelings, so I hurriedly followed: "Sir, I'm not saying that you have a hateful face, I don't think anyone's scalp will look good if it is revealed." ”

"Lingxiuzi, think about it carefully, how did you get killed by Xue Qing?"

Zhao Nan asked.

"I really don't remember, I remember that I traveled through Shanghai, after all, it is a big city, I want to see more, so I came here, and later helped a family to dispel the evil, and then the memory is like falling into the darkness, a darkness, I don't know anything, I woke up and found that the head was cut off by Xueqing, I knew that the person's name was Xueqing, I just knew, and no one told me, my eyes were firmly fixed on that person, thinking about remembering his appearance, remembering his name, remembering these."

The scalp is hoarse, and it is physically and mentally exhausting to recall these painful past events.

"You did a ritual for a family? Where is it, remember? Ye Liang asked.

"I think about it, think about it." Scalp hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a little strange, there are Taoist temples there, but it doesn't solve the problem." I also met by chance, and I helped the poor family, but I just ate a meal from that family, but I don't remember anything after the meal. ”

"That Taoist temple is called Niutou Mountain, you are helping people around there, and then something happened! There was a problem with that meal! ”

Zhao Nan's eyes lit up and he boldly speculated. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Unjust Ghost Contract Literature" for free for the first time.