Chapter Seventy-Six: The Ancient Temple of the Sacrifice of Horses

The iron pillar walked slowly, but before he could open his mouth, he was attracted by the open bedboard, which was a simple bed made of many wooden planks, several of which actually had calligraphy on them.

The two of us hurriedly removed the wooden board with the words on it, and put it together to be an address.

"Hehe, I really let your kid's sledgehammer smash out some clues, these wooden strips are the packing boxes of train freight, which should be used by the old man in black when he bought digging tools from other places, and after being transported here, he was dismantled and nailed into a bed board, since it is freight, then the words on it must be the delivery address, where it is likely to find some clues about the old man in black!"

Looking at the calligraphy on the wooden board, a glimmer of hope rose in my heart, "Zhang Yang, where is the Qiyunwan Mosai Temple written on it?

Zhang Yang thought for a while, frowned and said: "The Mosai Temple is not far from here, about a dozen miles away due south, but it is a closed Miao village, and it rarely interacts with outsiders!"

"Okay, let's go there tomorrow to investigate, and I'm going to trouble you to help us lead the way!" Uncle Li said to Zhang Yang.

"You're welcome, this is what our Zhang family should do!" Zhang Yang said with a shy smile: "If there is nothing else, let's go down the mountain quickly, it will be very difficult to go down after a while."

So, a group of four people began to walk back along the original road, when it was dark just to the mountain road halfway up the mountain, and then go down it was very smooth, but even so, when the four returned to the village, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, Uncle Jiang had already prepared the meal, and the four of them went back to rest after eating, and recuperated for the next day.

Lying in bed, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Thinking about the ups and downs of life these days, I really don't know what kind of fate God has given me, and I don't know what unexpected things will be waiting for me on the road ahead.

Although it can be estimated by the technique of Qimen, it is also very vague after all, forgetting the deep starry sky outside the window, I feel very small, and the qiē things around me are like being manipulated by an invisible big hand, and I can never break free.

With the continuous development of the reform and opening up of tourism, the original traffic in the mountainous areas of Yunnan has now built a lot of flat kilometers, although it can not be communicated with each other, but it also provides great convenience for people to travel.

Mosuo Village is close to the 214 National Highway, I and I took a minibus to Qiyun Bay early in the morning, because this time we may meet a head descender like the old man in black, so everyone is fully prepared before coming out, compass, charms and other kinds of props with a lot.

The journey of more than ten miles took less than ten minutes for the bus, but it was still necessary to climb a hill to reach Qiyun Bay from the road, so under the leadership of Zhang Yang, everyone went into the mountains and forests again.

Here belongs to the hilly area, the terrain is gentle, the mountains are full of luxuriant trees, the mountain road is very wide, walk very smoothly, everyone comes to the top of the mountain, at a glance you see the middle of the bamboo buildings under the mountain, there is an ancient temple, according to Zhang Yang, that is the Mosai Temple.

Mo sacrifice, is the most traditional witchcraft of the Miao people, mainly divided into three categories: healing, spiritism and Gu magic, among which the healing art is the most widespread, with local herbs with complex seal charms to drive away diseases for people, has always been the main responsibility of the Mo priest.

And Gu Technique was originally an attack method used by the Mo Shaman to defend his village, but now, together with the Head Lowering Technique, it has been used by some people with ulterior motives to do evil things, so that everyone talks about Gu color change.

As for spiritism, it has always been a secret of the Mo shaman, and it is mainly used for the Mo shaman's own cultivation, and everyone knows what it contains.

With the development of science and technology and medicine, the Mo priest was gradually despised by the people, and there were even fewer people who were willing to learn the Mo sacrifice, which led to the gradual decline of the Mo sacrifice technique.

Although there are still many temples, most of them are in name only, and there are no priests in them.

Qiyunwan Mosai Temple is a large-scale temple, and the five-storey Mosacrificial Pagoda in the temple is the highest stone pagoda in the Miaojiang region.

A few years ago, there was a priest in the temple, not only good character, but also great ability, often for the nearby villagers to treat the disease, for a long time, come to seek medical treatment in an endless stream of people, Qiyun Bay also became lively.

But three years ago, the master suddenly said goodbye, and since then, there is another monastery without a priest.

"If someone asks when you enter the village, you will say that we are tourists, and we want to see the Mosai Temple and the local customs, and you are the tour guide we invited!"

"Okay, don't worry, the people here have always been very welcoming to tourists!" Zhang Yang replied very relaxedly.

"Are there tourists visiting such a remote place?" I asked, puzzled.

Zhang Yang scratched his head with his hand, then pointed to the tall stone pagoda in the village and said: "Although this is a little remote, many tourists like to come here to experience the real Miao life, especially the stone pagoda in the temple, which seems to have a history of hundreds of years!"

"In this case, we are now tourists, and we can enter generously!" Tie Zhu finished speaking, and strode into the stockade.

Miao Village has a significant difference from Mosuo Village, Miao Village attaches more importance to the overall structure, the structure between households is tight, leaving no gaps, the whole village looks more like a strong fortress, except for the village gate, it is difficult to enter the village from other places, this is the self-protection experience brought by the war to the villagers.

Passing through the gate, I walked slowly on the gravel paved street, lined with tall bamboo buildings, surrounded by weeds, as if they had not been cleaned for a long time, and there was no one around, like a village that had been abandoned for a long time, and it looked extremely deserted.

"Why don't you see a single figure, is there really anyone living here?" Iron Pillar asked suspiciously.

Looking at the surrounding situation, Zhang Yang was also very puzzled, "No, it's already past nine o'clock but there is no one in sight, there should be a lot of talents, right, have they all moved out?"

"When was the last time you were here?" asked Uncle Li.

"About three years ago, the old Mo shaman was still here, and I accompanied my family to see the doctor, and the village was very lively at that time, not like it is now. Zhang Yang replied.

"It's strange, even if you move out, you should lock the doors of the rooms, you see, the doors of those rooms are still open," Uncle Li pointed to a bamboo building next to me and said, "You go over and see if there is anyone inside, be careful!"

I answered the call and walked to the bamboo building, and shouted a few times to the door, but no one answered.

"Okay, come back, I always feel weird here, everyone should be more careful!" Uncle Li's words made everyone raise their vigilance and walk forward cautiously.

There are more than 60 households in this Miao village, but I still didn't see a person after turning around, in order to find out the situation, we entered several bamboo buildings with open doors, and found that all kinds of daily necessities were the same, but they were very messy, but it can be seen from the hot water in the thermos that there must be people living here, so people have run there?

Forget it, don't care about these for now, the purpose of coming here this time is to investigate the situation of the old man in black in the Moji Temple, so everyone walked through the village and went straight to the Mosai Temple located at the back of the village.

This is a medium-sized temple, the main entrance is a three-room single-eaves hilltop building, it is located on a 2-meter-high brick platform, with a hard mountain side door and a figure-eight wall on the left and right, the overall configuration is high and low, very magnificent, but due to disrepair, many places have been damaged, even on the wall, there are a lot of weeds, the whole gives people a dilapidated feeling.

"No, isn't there anyone here either?" Looking at the ruined scene of the temple, the iron pillar looked a little disappointed.

"Judging from the date on the package, those excavation tools were mailed here a year ago, the consignee is called Yan Tieshan, we must find this person, otherwise the clue will be broken, Tiezhu, come forward and knock on the door, no matter what, let's go in and check!"

After Uncle Li finished speaking, Tie Zhu immediately stepped forward and slammed the door hard, but still no one responded, and with a push of force, the door opened.

According to Zhang Yang, this is a three-entry temple, the first floor is the main hall, the second floor is the apse, and the innermost is the five-story Mosan Pagoda.

Passing through the gate, there is a spacious courtyard in front of everyone, but the square brick is paved, and a huge copper tripod is placed in the center, which is full of incense ash, and several lit sandalwood sticks are inserted in it, constantly emitting a lingering fragrance outward, adding a little aura to this dilapidated temple.

In front of the incense burner is nine steps, on the top of the steps is the tall and majestic main hall, the east and west are equipped with three side halls, and there are cross-courtyards on the left and right, the structure is very complex, and the layout of the temple in the north is very different.

Since there is incense burning in the copper tripod, there must be people in the temple, and everyone has hope in their hearts, and they quickly walk up the stone steps and enter the main hall.

I saw a black body of the god Buddha was enshrined in the Buddha shrine, this one side of six arms, red round three eyes angrily, wearing five skull crowns, all over the body emitted flames, extremely hideous.

Dressed in a white elephant skin, he holds a human bone rosary in his upper right hand, a trident in his left hand, an elephant skin in his right hand, two hands in the middle, a rattle in his right hand, a hook and rope in his left hand, and a cranial instrument and a scimitar in both hands in his main arm.

In addition to the elephant skin, the neck is wrapped around the neck, the neck is wrapped around the neck, the white snake is wrapped around the neck, the body is in a standing posture, the right leg is bent, the left leg is extended, and the elephant-headed god is lying on the chest and leg of the god, the image is extremely vicious.

"What a mighty god and Buddha, but I don't know which one it is!" Tie Zhu was very curious about this Buddha.

Uncle Li looked at the Buddha statue and showed a little surprise, "You all worship the gods and Buddhas of Tibetan Tantra here? This is the Great Black Heavenly Buddha, the chief protector of Tantric Buddhism!"

"Only this temple is dedicated to him, as for his origin and tantra or something, I don't know. ”

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, Uncle Li suddenly thought of something, and immediately ran to the temple gate, measured the direction with a compass, and then stood there, as if thinking about something.

"Master, what's wrong?" the others followed.

"It's nothing, by the way, in order to save time, we will search here in two ways, Zhang Yang and I will search the front hall, and you two will go to the back hall!"

"Well, this method is good, if you encounter any situation, as long as you call loudly, you can hear it!" Zhang Yang was very supportive of this mentions. I thought about it and thought it was okay, so I walked with my brother through the east courtyard and came to the apse.

The structure of the apse is exactly the same as that of the front hall, and I first asked a few loud questions, but still no one responded, so I went to the main hall with my brother to investigate the situation first.