Listening to the master's words, we nodded, indeed, compared to the common people, the prince and the general are more concerned about these feng shui superstitions.

We looked around with torches, and there were no other entrances to the temple, which was built against the stone walls in front of us.

The master and I carried torches to inspect and test around, although some places of the wooden structure of the temple have appeared to be rotten and decayed, due to the special materials used, and some protection has been done at that time, it is still strong for the time being, so that we will not go in and move too much and cause it to collapse.

I nodded at the little monk and Nini and said, "No problem, try to make your movements as small as possible after going in for a while, this thing has stood in this place for thousands of years, I don't know if there are other places that have been corroded and become fragile, you can't see it on the surface, it's not a big mistake to be careful."

The little monk and Nini nodded in understanding, and the master and I took the lead, while Nini and the little monk followed behind us, and the gate of the temple seemed to be intact, but it collapsed into a pile of rotten wood with a slight push.

The master and I entered with torches, and most of the places where the torches shone were collapsed, but we were a little relieved that it was completely a hole dug against the stone wall behind, and the wooden frame on the outside was only decorated on the outside.

The scale of this temple is not large, there are many sculptures on both sides, but most of them have collapsed, and there is a statue in the center that is a little higher than the other gods, and the damage is not too serious.

It is a human body snake-tailed god, holding a trident, glaring angrily, the carved scales on his body are lifelike, although an arm that does not know what to hold has been broken, but this dignity alone gives people a feeling of cold majesty.

Next to this clay statue are two clay boys and girls, one is carved in pink and jade, revealing a large monitor lizard tail and holding a fairy peach in his hand, and the other is a man with a turtle shell mask holding a black snake in his hand.

Seeing this, although I don't know what this human-faced snake body is, I saw the person with the turtle shell mask on the left and woke up, and the golden coffin at the door should contain this person, because when I opened the coffin, although I didn't look at it in detail, but I remembered that there was a turtle mask carved by Hetian jade on that dry bone.

The master said: "This statue with a snake face and body should be a mountain god or a totem of the belief of the king of Bashu, and this person with a monitor lizard's tail may be the monitor lizard, but this person with a turtle shell should be the high priest or mage of the king of Bashu at that time."

In ancient times, the high priest was said to be the only person who could communicate with the gods, and they wore masks to symbolize the majesty and mystery of the gods, so that they could ask the gods for blessings and disasters. "Sacrifice" also means to worship the gods, pray to the gods, and worship ancestors.

In primitive times, it was believed that the human soul could exist without the body. The sacrificial handle is a derivative of this idea of the soul. The first rituals were simpler and more barbaric.

People used bamboo, wood or clay to shape idols of gods, or painted images of gods such as the sun, moon, stars, and beasts on rocks as objects of worship. Food and other gifts offered to the gods are then displayed in front of the idols, and the presiding officer prays, while the worshippers sing and dance to the gods.

After entering the civilized society, the abundance of materials made the sacrificial etiquette more and more complicated, and the sacrifices became more and more exquisite, and there were certain norms. Take, for example, the use of human sacrifice in ancient European countries: the ancients believed that everything in the universe was controlled by God.

Therefore, people pray for the blessings of the gods through the activities of worshipping the gods. Whenever the gods are worshipped, people take out valuables as tribute, and in some places even use human lives as tributes to show their piety.

The little monk said: "This ancient man doesn't know what to think, it's not uncommon for people to wear various masks on their faces, but it's really rare to have turtle shells on their faces.

I glanced around, many of the statues were already dilapidated, most of them were broken, and I was inevitably a little melancholy in my heart, so I said to the master and the little monk Nini: "There is no belief in the waterless edge, I want to build this temple when it must be a big construction, the king of Bashu enslaved everyone to bow to this three times and knock nine times, but I didn't expect that with the king of Bashu sleeping, this place that was regarded as a temple at that time also sank into the cold underground, and when it was opened again, it became a ruin, the world changed, and under the corrosion of the years, Nothing lasts forever."

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel in my heart, like my old Zhang family used to be in the hands of my grandfather, which was also the master of the rich family, but in the long river of years, everything gradually dissipated, and at this moment, I saw that the statue of the god admired by the world was also decaying, and I suddenly sighed a lot in my heart.

The master was looking around, but naturally he didn't hear me, and Nini said to me, "Ziyang, you seem to have a lot of feelings!" But everything has a fate, even gods can't escape the laws of heaven and earth, look at the point! ”。

I smiled and said: "I see it very openly, but sometimes it is inevitable that there are some feelings in my heart, and I haven't seen what this is after studying for a long time, no, the little monk also follows the example of the king of Naba Shu to kneel and bow to this statue, maybe it will speak to you as soon as it is happy, and it is not impossible to show me the way."

The little monk scolded again: "Zhang Ziyang, your uncle, you can't be damaged, you are so melancholy, why don't you kneel and knock away, you shout grandpa, I'm here, maybe this monster will give you a super immortal as soon as you are happy, and you will be free from the suffering of this world in the future, and live in our hearts."

The little monk scolded people too badly, so I had to shut up and chase the master with a torch to see if anything I found, and Nini followed at this time.

Behind this temple is the interior of the Nine Dragons Arch Beads, and the space around you has become narrower, presumably as far as the front hall is concerned, there is a lot less murals carved from the stone walls.

Most of them describe the worship and worship of the mountain god of the slaves at that time, and more of them exaggerate some things, and we basically look at them while walking, and we don't see anything valuable.

After wandering around for a long time, we reached the very end of the temple, and when we looked for the perverts, there was no way around, as if we had reached the end.

Originally, I was going to go back, but at the critical moment, the master pointed to a stone wall and said, "There is a door here, but there is a mechanism, and if you can't find the mechanism, you can't open the door."

We looked at the place where the master pointed past, and sure enough, there was a subtle crack in the seemingly neat wall, and if we were not careful, we would have overlooked this important scene.