Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Secret of Jiuli
When Liao Kai took out the bronze mask, the man next to the priest immediately worshiped on the ground in awe, and said something to the priest in fear, Ye Zhiqiu told us that the man was telling the priest that the bronze mask and the pattern on it appeared.
The priest's reaction was the same as that of the man, he fell to his knees tremblingly, his mouth was like singing, and there were monotonous notes chanting something, Wen Ru said that this was the action of the priest during the sacrifice, and it was an offering and worship to the ancestors.
Liao Kai sent the bronze mask to the priest's hand, the priest respectfully touched the lines on it with a trembling hand, a hoarse voice sounded in the room, Ye Zhiqiu told us with a surprised expression, the priest said that this is a mask that only the guards who guard the temple of the ancestral god are qualified to wear.
"The priest just said that the temple of the ancestral god is guarded by Chiyou, judging from the pattern on the stake, the reborn Chiyou is wearing such a mask, does it mean that this mask represents Chiyou?" Liao Kai looked back at Wen Ru.
I looked at the general silently, the three-eyed unicorn on the mask is obviously a sign of the eye of the earth, if the mask belongs to Chiyou, then this thing becomes even more bizarre, what is the connection between the eye of the earth and Chiyou.
Wen Ru should also be puzzled, talking to the priest should be asking about the origin of the bronze mask, and when the priest finished speaking, Wen Ru's expression became more solemn.
"The priest said that Chiyou did wear such a mask after he was reborn, but the pattern on this mask did not represent Chiyou."
"What does that mean?"
"Chi You's resurrection is because of the mercy and divine power of the ancestral god, it was the ancestral god who gave Chi You a rebirth, and at the same time, Chi You has that armor and bronze mask, and the pattern on the mask is ......" Wen Ru took a deep breath and was silent for a long time. The pattern of the three-eyed unicorn belongs to the ancestral god! ”
The general who was smoking coughed loudly, probably shocked by such a result, I patted him on the back, Gongjue and Tian Ji looked at each other, the three-eyed unicorn was just a mysterious pattern in our hearts at first, but now it is associated with the Jiuli Ancestral God, I subconsciously licked my lips, who are the people who are the eyes of the earth, why do you have the pattern of the Jiuli Ancestral God.
"Mr. Wen, where is the temple of the priest ancestral god?" Liao Kai was obviously not interested in any of this, the only thing he cared about was the huge treasure that had disappeared.
Wen Ru talked with the priest a little, and after a while, he told us with a disappointed expression that the priest only knew that after Chiyou was reborn, he led the ancestors of Jiuli to move here, and built a palace in the mountains to worship the ancestral god, and this temple of the ancestral god is the resting place of the ancestral god in the minds of the ancestors of Jiuli.
All of this is a secret of the Jiuli clan that has been passed down through the hearts of generations of priests, but no one knows the exact location of the ancestral temple.
"Don't know? How could I not know, if according to what the priest said, after the battle of the deer, some of the ancestors of Jiuli migrated to the southwest, judging from the pattern on the stakes, the number is quite large, and it can also build a huge palace in the deep mountains, it can be seen that there must be a lot of manpower used, and the duration will not be short. Liao Kai looked a little anxious. The priests have passed down the history of their clan for generations, so why don't they know the location of the ancestral temple? ”
"The migration of the Jiuli people is not groundless, when I studied the culture and history of the Miao people, I found that the ancestors of the Miao people experienced five major migrations before and after, the third of which was after the defeat of the Chiyou army, although the various tribes of the Jiuli tribe struggled with the Yellow Emperor for a long time, but finally because the dragons were leaderless and repeatedly defeated, they finally began to migrate to the southwest." Wen Ru walked back and forth a few steps and said calmly. "The Miao people evolved from Jiuli, and the timing of this migration coincides with what the priest said."
"There are many ethnic minorities in the southwest region, especially in Yunnan, most of which are ethnic groups evolved from the Jiuli ethnic group, which also proves that the Jiuli ethnic group has migrated here on a large scale." Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said.
"It stands to reason that you are from here, and you are from the Miao tribe, have you never heard rumors about the Temple of the Ancestral God?" The general asked, puffing on his cigarette.
Liao Kai shook his head and said that he was still very young when he left Baiyan, and most of the things about Baiyan Tusi and the Liao family were learned from his mother, but he had never heard his mother mention anything about the Temple of the Ancestral God.
Ye Zhiqiu squatted in front of the priest and talked hard for a long time, the priest reverently stroked the bronze mask in his hand, his face was full of proud glory, as if the mask once again made him sense the glory of the race.
Ye Zhiqiu stood up and sighed silently and said to us, the priest told her that the Jiuli ancestors who migrated here at that time were indeed numerous, but with the passage of time, the ancestors of the Jiuli tribe slowly began to diverge and evolve, forming other races, although they still vaguely maintained some of the Jiuli culture back to their roots, but gradually lost the most primitive history of the Jiuli tribe.
The priest doesn't know how many pure Jiuli descendants are still there, but with the decrease in the number of Jiuli people, there are few priests left who are responsible for inheriting history, which may also lead to a lot of history of the Jiuli tribe not being passed down, but the priest told Ye Zhiqiu with certainty that there is absolutely no news about the location of the ancestral temple in the historical records he inherited.
The priest lowered the bronze mask with respectful hands, and slowly raised his head and pale eyes to look in the direction where we were standing, and his hoarse voice was terrifying.
"What is he talking about?" I asked Ye Zhiqiu.
"The priest said that although he didn't know the location of the ancestral temple, the priests of the Jiuli sect passed down a saying, anyone who dared to covet and spy on the ancestral god's temple would be cursed once they disturbed the ancestral god's rest, and death would follow." Ye Zhiqiu looked at the priest and said in fear.
We have also heard this sentence from the mouth of the old man who died suddenly, and the most disdainful thing about robbing the tomb is what kind of curse, which is made up to scare people, this kind of thing The general should have experienced the most, but now he is holding a cigarette and his expression is solemn and hesitant, after all, this curse has been verified, more than 100 people have gone and never returned, and even if they come back, they are better than dead.
There is not much left of the culture of the Jiuli tribe now, and even experts like Wen Ru don't know much, but the Eye of the Earth uses the pattern of the Ancestral God of Jiuli, and it is obvious that no matter who the Eye of the Ground is, these twelve people definitely know the existence of the Ancestral God of Jiuli.
I saw my father killed by the gold lord with my own eyes, I really can't understand why a person who carries the coffin of the dead in the mountains has an intersection with the eye of the earth, Han Jin said before his death that his father once went to a place with the master of gold, and his father secretly took away a thing, which shows that his father is related to the eye of the earth, and it should be this thing that caused his father to be killed.
I am desperate to avenge my father, and I must first find out the identity and background of the gold lord, and it seems that no matter what, I must find the temple of the ancestral god mentioned by the priest.
"Judging from the range inferred by Mr. Liao on the map, the people who disappeared forty years ago should be somewhere in this area, and it can be roughly speculated that they should have accidentally discovered the ancestral temple of the Jiuli tribe." I took a deep breath and said grimly. "But finding a relic in such a large area is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack, of course, first of all, if this so-called ancestral temple actually exists."
"Actually, I don't believe too much in the Temple of the Ancestral God." The palace lord said thoughtfully. "According to the priest's description, it should be a temple dedicated to the ancestral god, how can there be some rumors about the use of so much manpower to build it, even the priest himself said that the Jiuli people slowly began to evolve and disperse later, so why didn't the news of the construction of the ancestral god spread with it?"
"Gong Jue is right, there is no leaky wall in the world, we have asked so many people along the way, and the people here know what ancestral temple they are, and what relics can they hide from people." Tian Ji nodded and agreed with Gong Jue's idea. "Besides, what is the ancestral god, is it an ancestor or a god, if it is an ancestor, it is an ordinary person, it is estimated that it will turn into ashes for thousands of years, if it is a god, Chiyou will not lose the war, and finally lose his life."
"That's right." Tian Ji's words reminded me, and he turned his head to Ye Zhiqiu and said. "Ask the priests, what is the ancestral god of their Jiuli tribe?"
Ye Zhiqiu squatted in front of the priest again, and after communicating for a while, the priest's white eyes stared at Ye Zhiqiu next to him, his expression revealing contemptuous hostility.
"The priest said he wouldn't tell us anything about the ancestral gods." Ye Zhiqiu stood up and shook his head in disappointment.
"I knew that if I didn't want to tell us, I might not be able to make it up." Tian Ji said disappreciatively.
"If the priest doesn't say it, it's not that he can't make it up, don't forget that they are the descendants of Jiuli, and we are the descendants of Yan and Huang, to put it simply, they are Li people, and we are the people, in the minds of Li people, they will always be full of hostility to the descendants of Yan and Huang, how can they tell their ancestors about their ancestors and descendants of their enemies." Wen Ru slowly shook his head and looked at the priest who was still arrogant sitting on the ground. "But one thing I'm afraid you are afraid is wrong, the existence of the Jiuli Ancestral God may not be groundless, although I can't judge whether the so-called ancestral god is a mythical person, or an unbelievable god, but I can prove that the Jiuli Ancestral God may really exist......"