Chapter 8 Ritual Vessels

Standing on the bridge and looking at the scenery is none other than the seventh master who has been separated for several days.

"Seventh Master, why are you here?" I was surprised and asked, "Don't you like this little town that you've only visited once?" ”

The seventh master turned his head to look at me with a familiar smile on his face: "Xiao Gu! The two of us are really fated to meet here. What are you here to do? Looking for your police flower sister? ”

I scratched my head embarrassedly: "Why, come and help." What about you? ”

The seventh master didn't answer immediately, but looked around, pointed to a teahouse opposite, and said, "Let's go, go there and talk." ”

I followed the seventh master into the teahouse and asked for a pot of ordinary sunshine green.

"Seventh Master, you won't still come here for Han Yushan's affairs, right?" I asked, taking a sip of my tea.

The Seventh Master nodded, took out the Shi Xun from his bag, and put it on the table: "Don't you want to know about Han Yushan?" ”

I looked at Shi Xun on the table and said with a smile: "Of course I want to know, but I'm not as motivated as you, I'm not interested in this kind of thing, and it doesn't have that much impact on me, I'm lazy, so I won't investigate." ”

"Look at Shi Xun, has there been any change." The seventh master pointed to Shi Xun and said.

I was stunned, picked up Shixun and looked at it, but I didn't find any difference. But to be honest, this Shixun is really beautiful, all black, with gold threads, no matter how you look at it, it is very tall.

"I didn't expect it to be a key." The seventh master held the tea: "Moreover, I only found out yesterday that this Shixun has a secret, you can put it in your ears and listen carefully." ”

Ear? I looked at the stone Xun in my hand, and said in my heart, is there still a voice in it?

Seeing the seventh master nodding at me, I put Shi Xun to my ear, I didn't hear anything at first, but after more than ten seconds, I suddenly faintly heard a slight music coming from Shi Xun, which became more and more real, more and more tactful......

The music sounds poignant, sometimes euphemistic, sometimes high-pitched, but the tone of the whole piece is not very high, there is no abrupt feeling, after two short paragraphs, I think this song is really good, although it is only a single performance blown out of Shixun, but it is a song into people's hearts, making people feel as if they are there, empathize.

Five minutes later, the music began to fade away, and I came back to my senses and found that there were tears in the corners of my eyes: "Seventh Master, this?" ”

"Huh!" The Seventh Master smiled: "Using scientific reasoning to explain, I believe this is not surprising." I guess that this should be the only song that Diao Chan has ever played with this Shixun, but unfortunately, it is difficult to copy, otherwise, I will be on fire! ”

I knew that the Seventh Master was joking, and said with a smile that Shi Xun would go back: "Seventh Master, what are you missing?" ”

"Do you remember when we left the Cliff of Forgetfulness?" The seventh master took Shi Xun: "The sixth layer of the Shixun tomb, after we opened the coffin, this song should have sounded, if we heard it, it is estimated that we will stay there, what I didn't expect was that the high tide was a few days in advance, coincidentally, we were in a hurry, and before the music was completely sounded, we had already left the Shixun tomb, even if it sounded, it was swallowed up by the sound of the rising tide." As for Han Yushan, unfortunately, I didn't find anything. ”

I shrugged, I don't know if what the Seventh Master said is true or not, and now I won't believe anything they say.

"By the way, what are you going to do?" The Seventh Master asked.

I told me about the events of the past few days, and the seventh master suddenly became interested: "White mask? Cursed dolls? What does it look like? Show me. ”

I put the photos of the black mask and the white mask in front of the seventh master, and the seventh master picked it up and looked at it for a long time, frowning slightly: "This thing, I look really familiar, especially this white mask, if I guess correctly, it should be a sacrificial weapon of the ancient Xianbei clan." ”

"Sacrificial vessels?" I don't know anything about it: "What's that?" ”

"The ancient Xianbei tribe will hold a sacrificial ceremony every year to worship the gods." The Seventh Master explained: "The sacrifices are the tribesmen who have made mistakes during the year, these tribesmen will be brutally drowned, and before drowning, they will wear this white mask, and it is said that they will be forgiven by the gods." ”

"The man said that this mask and the doll all have the function of cursing." I looked at the Seventh Master: "Will there be such a thing?" ”

"The so-called curse is nothing more than using external factors to interfere with the cursed." The seventh master took a sip of tea: "For example, I gave a cursed doll to a person, and the person will really die in a few days, and it is not so strange, the problem is in the doll." Simple cursed dolls or other things are made of materials, such as poisoning, etc., and the cursed person accepts the doll, of course, it will be poisoned to death in a few days. High-level curses generally use some human body waves that can affect the body's magnetic field or brain waves or even other organs of the body, causing the cursed person to die. ”

Damn, it's too profound! It seems that in order to learn this knowledge, it is necessary to reach the knowledge level of doctoral students.

I smiled wryly and scratched my head: "Is this kind of mask still there?" ”

"It's long gone!" The seventh master said: "The Xianbei clan has disappeared for more than a thousand years, and this kind of thing has long been gone. However, if it is a master, it can still be imitated. ”

"Oh!" I nodded, took a sip of tea, and asked by the way, "By the way, Seventh Master, what material is this thing made of?" It looks so realistic, and it feels like the real thing! ”

"Face!" The seventh master said.

Burst! I squirted out a sip of tea: "This mask is made of real human face?!" ”

The Seventh Master nodded: "Yes, otherwise how could it be so realistic!" ”

I felt a chill in my heart, no wonder the boss said that the white mask is gone, this is made of real faces, which means that if you kill a few people, you can make a few masks, can you make more?!

I was panicking when my phone rang, it was Chu Ying.

"Hey, have you found that person's information?" I asked directly.

"Brother, the person you are talking about is called Zhang Wuji?" Chu Ying asked.

I nodded, "yes!" Found it? ”

"Look at the photo, it's not him!"

I glanced down at the MMS message sent by Chu Ying, although the person in the photo was not so pale, but I remembered the facial features clearly: "That's right, it's him!" ”

"Brother, there is only one person named Zhang Wuji in the city, who came from other places to do small business more than ten years ago." Chu Ying paused: "However, this person has been dead for five years. ”