The Miao people have believed in ghosts and gods since ancient times, and even with the arrival of a new era, they cannot completely change their superstitious thoughts, which is also common to other ethnic minorities. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNowadays, when we travel to some ethnic minorities, we can still see many of their rules handed down from ancient times, especially in the area of ghost legends.

Therefore, when the wizard saw the strange corpse, he was immediately startled, and thought that he had met a legendary evil god, and a large number of ancient ghost and god legends poured into his mind. Wu Jian's father was naturally frightened, but after all, he was born in the new era, and after a short period of incredibleness, his mood quickly calmed down.

The sarcophagus was very huge, weighing at least two tons, and it could not be removed by the strength of two people. So, after returning to the clan, Wu Jian's father immediately gathered more than a dozen young adults, brought tools, and returned to the source of the stream for several days.

After the source of infection of the corpse poison is dealt with, the next step is to solve the problem of corpse poison on the clan, and this burden undoubtedly falls on the witch doctor. During this time, Wu Jian's father was not idle, he took a few clansmen to the outside of the mountains, hoping to find an effective way to deal with corpse poison through medicine in the new era.

However, whether it was the witch doctor's side or Wu Jian's father's side, there was no progress, and if the people in the clan wanted to survive, they could only take the poison-pulling Gu worms and snake wine every day to delay the onset of corpse poison, and such days would be four years at a time.

In the past four years, a small half of the people in the clan have died, and this small half of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and the witch doctor believes that these people's physique is not as good as that of young adults, so the corpse poison attacks faster, but as far as the current situation is concerned, it is estimated that in less than ten years, the remaining part of the clan will also face the end of death.

Of course, in the past four years, many new clansmen have been born, but they have not escaped the shadow of corpse poison, from the moment they were born, they were checked by witch doctors, and their bodies contain a large amount of corpse poison, which is hereditary.

In other words, as long as they do not find a way to deal with the corpse poison for a day, the Miao people will survive in the terrifying shadow of the corpse poison for generations until they perish.

When Wu Jian was nineteen years old, due to the long-term erosion of corpse poison, his father, who was nearly fifty years old, and the witch doctor in the clan finally reached the time when the candle was broken in the wind. One morning, his bedridden father took him into his room and told him a number of things, all about the forbidden land in the clan.

It took a full afternoon for his father to tell all the secrets in the forbidden land, and after knowing the truth of the matter, Wu Jian was completely dumbfounded, because he didn't believe that what his father said would be true anyway, and he even suspected that his father was already ill and delirious, and what he said just now was all nonsense.

But as soon as he came into contact with his father's sharp eyes, Wu Jian's heart trembled, because he knew very well that such eyes were by no means the eyes that a delirious person should have, so there was only one possibility left, and his father's words might be true.

A month later, Wu Jian's father died of a corpse poison, and with the support of the witch doctor, Wu Jian became the new patriarch as a matter of course. Also on the evening of that day, with a feeling of trepidation, Wu Jian entered the mysterious forbidden place with a large number of sacrifices and food, and he was to spend three days alone in it.

During these three days, Wu Jian must not leave the forbidden land for half a step, otherwise he will not only be removed from the position of patriarch, but also brutally executed, and this is a rule handed down by the tribe since ancient times, and no one can change it.

As for the origin of this rule, there is actually nothing new, the tribe has been passed down since ancient times, and the forbidden place in the stone cave in the back mountain is actually a sacrificial place for their ancestors thousands of years ago, where there are not only many secrets, but also a statue of Nuwa.

Nuwa is not only the god of creation in the hearts of the Han people, one of the ancestors of humanity, but also has the same status in the minds of many ethnic minorities, such as today's Miao, Dong, Yao and other ethnic minorities, there are still more than half of them regard Nuwa as the god of the ancestors.

Because of this, the Miao tribe to which Wu Jian belongs worships Nuwa very much, and worshipping the statue of Nuwa has become the first thing that the new patriarchs of the past dynasties have to do.

The reason why Nuwa has such a lofty position in the hearts of later generations actually comes from the legend that she used loess to create a man, but there is another story, that is, the legendary story of her and her brother Fu Xi becoming a couple.

There are also legends about Nuwa, as well as stories about refining stones to make up for the sky, but these legends have been passed down to this day and are now well-known, so I won't tell them here.

Wu Jian has been very curious about the forbidden places in the clan since he was a child, if it weren't for the strict rules of the clan, I'm afraid that several times, he would have to sneak in to find out. But now that he really got his wish, Wu Jian's mood was very worried, to a greater extent, he was afraid, he was afraid that the secret hidden in the forbidden land was really as weird as his father said before he died.

That night, with the blessing and send-off of the clansmen, Wu Jian came to the stone mountain in the back mountain, and looked at the entrance of the pitch-black hole in front of him, which could accommodate five people to enter side by side, and a chill spread all over his body.

At that moment, Wu Jian's heart had an illusion, as if the pitch-black hole in front of him was like the huge mouth of the desolate beast, and after he entered, he could never get out.

The inside of the stone cave was very quiet, the bottom of the water fell from the rocks overhead, the sound was particularly loud, looking at his swaying shadow under the torch, Wu Jian always felt unreal, several times he had the idea of retreating, but in the end he persevered.

The stone cave is about 50 meters long, and it extends smoothly all the way, and when you walk into it for about 30 meters, a pattern begins to appear on the stone road under your feet.

The contents of those patterns are strange and varied, not only recording the scenes of people farming, hunting, and wars between tribes in ancient times, but also recording the scenes of various natural and man-made disasters, and also recording the strange pictures of their sacrifices to various gods.

Wu Jian's gaze did not stop at these patterns, because he already knew through his father's last words that those murals and words at the end of the cave were the secrets of the forbidden land.

When he arrived at the end of the stone cave, his vision suddenly opened up, and Wu Jian found that there was a huge natural cave in front of him, which was at least the size of four basketball courts and more than five meters high. Countless stalactites hang upside down on the roof of the cave, and droplets of water drip down the top, and finally converge in a pool below, where the water is crystal clear.

Above the pool there was a stone platform made of man-made bricks, on which were some ancient vessels, which were used for sacrifices, but the offerings inside had long since dried.

Behind the stone platform, there is the legendary statue of Nuwa, which is carved from a white boulder more than three meters high, and has been smeared with various colors of paint, making the appearance of the owner of the stone carving look lifelike, but in the eyes of Wu Jian at this moment, Nuwa's snake tail makes him feel very uncomfortable, and even makes him afraid.

Behind the statue of Nuwa is a very large circular mural depicting two women, one man and three snake figures, smiling at each other in front of a bonfire, and in their right hand, each holding a glowing hexagonal stone.

Looking at that strange pattern, Wu Jian once again remembered his father's last words before he died, could it be that everything was true? This time, Wu Jian's disbelief from the beginning had become suspicious, but he still didn't give up, unless he had seen all the ancient books in that bronze box with his own eyes.

There was a stone beast-shaped lamp in each of the four corners of the cave, which was filled with lamp oil, and after Wu Jian lit the wick with a torch, the whole cave lit up at once, and everything in it was clearly reflected in his eyes.

The first thing that Wu Jian noticed was the murals on the four walls of the cave, there were a lot of them, and after a cursory glance, there were at least several hundred. Due to its age, the colors on the mural have fallen off, and if you don't look closely, you can't see the contents clearly.

However, Wu Jian did not rush to look at the murals, but placed new offerings on the stone platform in front of the statue of Nuwa, knelt down to worship, and read the sacrifices. The worship lasted for six hours, and during this period, Wu Jian could not get up and move, let alone be careless, otherwise it would be considered a blasphemy against Nuwa Niangniang, and Nuwa Niangniang would no longer bless the people of the clan in the future.

Six hours later, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning, and in two hours, the sky would be bright, and before that, Wu Jian had to clean up all the dust and garbage in the cave to welcome the arrival of a new day.

Wu Jian finished everything, and he didn't mean to be sleepy, he silently came to the right corner of the cave, and looked at the beast-shaped lamp with bright eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he finally hugged the beast-shaped lantern, and with a full force of his body, the base of the beast-shaped lantern made a clicking sound, and then the beast-shaped lantern began to automatically rotate in a clockwise direction.

After more than ten seconds, the beast-shaped lantern stopped rotating, and at this time, a stone door appeared on the opposite stone wall. Behind the stone door is a stone chamber the size of a living room, with more than 30 huge bronze boxes, which almost fill the stone chamber more than three meters high.

Wu Jian glanced at the many bronze boxes, and then fixed his gaze on one of the bronze boxes carved with a snake's head, because he knew that everything he wanted to know was in this bronze box.

The bronze box with the head of the snake was not locked, and Wu Jian opened it with a little force, and as his father had said, it was full of some ancient books. Wu Jian didn't rush through those books, but moved them all outside the stone room, and then after eating breakfast, he began to sit calmly in front of the statue of Nuwa and flip through them.

The books have already been classified by the ancestors and coded side by side, so Wu Jian is very convenient to read, he started from an ancient book with the word "Taigu" written on the cover, of course, the text in the ancient book is naturally not Chinese, but the Miao language handed down by the Miao people since ancient times.

Recalling this, Wu Jian paused, he glanced at us, and then asked in a deep voice: "I don't know how much you know about the specific time of the origin of Chinese civilization?" ”

We were immersed in his story, and I came back to my senses when he asked so suddenly, and I replied first: "I have read some information about this, and it is said that our ancestors really began to enter the era of civilization in the hundreds of years before the Yellow Emperor, about 5,000 years ago, which is the most orthodox statement now, so China has the name of "5,000 years of ancient civilization". ”

Biaozi nodded and said: "That's right, in the era of five thousand years ago, our ancestors called it the ancient era, and the ancient Chinese civilization began at that time, which is also the reason why China is listed as one of the "four ancient civilizations". ”

Wu Jian looked at us with some amusement, and he said lightly: "If I tell you that the era when the ancients entered the era of civilization was much earlier, maybe 6,000 years ago, or maybe 7,000 years ago, would you believe it or not?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and after realizing that Wu Jian was not joking, I asked suspiciously: "Seven thousand years ago, what kind of era was that?" Is it true that the ancient books of your people recorded the events of 7,000 years ago? ”

As soon as my words came out, Sankra laughed, and he said: "Don't be kidding, there was no writing in China 7,000 years ago, even if the ancients wanted to record the events of that period, they couldn't find a way?" ”

I carefully recalled some of the materials I had browsed, and remembered that the oldest writing found in China so far is from the Yin Shang period, that is, before the Yin Shang, there was no writing at all.

However, there is another saying, that is, the legend of "Cangjie Characters", if this legend is used as a criterion, then the oldest Chinese writing is from 4,600 years ago, because the ancestor of the word Cangjie is a minister under the Yellow Emperor, and the Yellow Emperor period is the ancient period, about 4,700 years ago.

Wu Jian did not rush to refute Sankra's point of view, but slowly explained: "Regarding the earliest appearance of writing, the country is based on archaeological discoveries, that is to say, if a more ancient written record is discovered one day, then the history of writing will have to be changed, so we have made a conclusion about the history of writing, which is obviously too arbitrary." ”

I looked at Wu Jian in amazement, I didn't expect such an esoteric question to come out of his mouth, it seems that although he usually speaks little, he actually has a lot of ink in his stomach. I swear, I never thought about these questions, because I based my true knowledge entirely on book knowledge.

Seeing that none of us spoke, Wu Jian continued: "What I'm going to say next, as you expected, is about seven thousand years ago, and in ancient times, we called seven thousand years ago the "primeval" period, but before that, I want to tell you another story. ”

Wu Jian told us that the dozens of bronze boxes we saw in the stone chamber of the forbidden land were actually filled with oracle bone inscriptions from ancient times, and their age was much earlier than the oracle bone inscriptions we know now, and they all came from 6,000 years ago.

And the bronze box selected by Wu Jian, the ancient books in the period are from 2,000 years ago, written by an old patriarch named Wu Xing. Wu Xing had a keen interest in ancient writing, and when he discovered the oracle bone inscriptions in the grottoes, he began to study them all day and night.

According to the different times of the era, Wu Xing sorted all the oracle bone inscriptions in the bronze box, and then began to ponder the meaning of those words through other means.

Wu Xing is not only very talented in writing, but also very lucky, at that time, he only knew part of the oracle bone inscriptions, but he discovered a secret in it, that is, the things recorded on the oracle bone inscriptions are exactly the same as the contents of those murals in the forbidden land.

After this major discovery, those boring and difficult oracle bone inscriptions became much easier to crack, so from that day on, Wu Xing began to stay in the forbidden land without thinking. Wu Xing finally classified all the oracle bone inscriptions according to the corresponding content on the mural, and then began to translate those oracle bone inscriptions one by one with reference to the content on the mural.

In his lifetime, at the age of seventy, Wu Xing finally translated all the oracle bone inscriptions in those bronze boxes, and wrote a total of more than 220 books, totaling more than 4 million words. Since then, however, Wu Xing has become reticent and finally depressed.

Wu Jian said with some sadness: "The things recorded on the oracle bone inscription, the old patriarch Wu Xing did not dare to tell the clansmen, because he felt that the things recorded in it were too incredible, and future generations still did not know about it. So when he was dying, he listed the holy temple in the stone mountain as a forbidden place among the clans, and except for the future patriarchs, no one else could step into it. ”

Biaozi was already a little impatient, and he asked: "What kind of things are recorded in the oracle bone inscription, can you finish it in one breath, to be honest, I just want to know about Xingtian, I personally worship this god of war too much." ”

Sankra immediately protested, he said: "Can you not be so domineering, we are now trying to figure out the ins and outs of everything, just knowing the origin of Xingtian is a fart." ”

Wu Jian obviously recognized Sankra's attitude, and without even looking at the mark, he continued to say to us: "The beginning of the matter starts with the three snake people, who represent the leaders of the three tribes, and because of the natural disaster, one day, they got together to ......" (To be continued. )