After listening to Yin Keqin's words, Qingyan was a little confused again. She was still thinking whether it was moved into the underground tomb by the ancestor using a formation, just like what Chou Chou had explored before.
Everything here, the sky, the mountains and the woods, are all illusions.
But through the previous exploration and Yin Keqin's words, it doesn't seem like it. If it is underground, no matter how realistic the illusion is, it should be able to come to an end.
If the area of the tomb is so large, how big will the project be? It can be big enough to contain the entire village and the mountain. Most likely, the village is still in place, but it is just covered in a cover. Those living prey It was isolated from the scenery outside the scope of the mountain.
Of course, there is another possibility that she did not come here in person, but her soul was brought here by some secret technique of the unknown so-called ancestor.
It's just very real. The people I met are all the same. They are not real people, but also souls. These, including her touch and the pain of pinching myself, are all the methods used by the ancestors. Just clever.
Qingyan took a deep breath. Before, she thought she was very smart. After coming here, she just felt like she was always in a fog.
You might just think you've found some clues, but then they'll be dismissed very quickly, as if you're being deliberately teased.
She ate three sesame seed cakes with some abandonment, and drank all the millet porridge, turning her grief and anger into appetite.
If you are tired, let it go. Wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow you will be able to see whether you are a human or a ghost. Tomorrow you will be able to decide whether you are alive or dead. There is no use thinking too much now.
She didn't fully believe what Yin Keqin said. After all, she wasn't familiar with the other party, and she had only known him for two days. Maybe the other party wasn't what he acted like, and it wasn't necessarily that he just wanted to stop her from continuing to explore.
It's just that she really has no interest in the mountains anymore. She believes in her previous feelings. Even if she goes further, she probably won't see any difference.
After filling his stomach, he helped the old lady clear the table, washed the dishes, and then went out again, this time wandering around the village.
She had walked along the mountain wall before, on the side of the two rows of courtyards. It was normal that she didn't meet anyone. This time she planned to walk around the village to see if she could hear other useful conversations.
Yin Keqin's house is located relatively to the west. There are only four houses in the west. If you go east, there will be more, probably about ten houses.
I don’t know if it was because they were sure that the youngest son of the family next door would be sacrificed to her, so the clan leader and several clan elders did not continue to go elsewhere, and left directly after giving them clothes.
Another thing that is unusual is that the neighbor on the right is the neighbor to the east. The neighbor to the west is making so much noise. Even though they are across a yard, the house on the right should be aware of it, but no one came out to take a look. .
If they are already used to it, it is either this family or that family, but they should all know that the Yin Keqin family is just the mother and daughter, and it is impossible for anyone to be selected, and it is not normal if they don't come out to see.
I don't know if the people in this village are not curious, or if it's not their own business and don't mind their own business, so as not to get burned.
Qingyan thought as she slowly walked eastward. This time the mountain wall was on the left. It was similar to that there. There was a road outside the yard, and some vegetables were planted on the opposite side. It was regarded as a vegetable garden for each household.
She was no longer interested in observing anymore, but pricked up her ears to listen to the sounds in various courtyards.
After walking through all eleven households from west to east and then moving to the back row, I was surprised that I still didn't meet anyone.
It was almost ninety o'clock in the morning. It was supposed to be the time to go out to do things. Someone would always come out to take a stroll or water the vegetable garden, but it was strange that no one came out.
If we say that we can't go out because the sacrifices have been scheduled, and Yin Keqin went to visit next door even though he was going to fetch water before, it means that there is no such tradition, which is very strange.
She listened with her ears bent, and there were sounds of people moving in various courtyards, but there was no sound of conversation.
When we reached the second row, we were still walking slowly from east to west. The layout here was a little different. The design of the vegetable planting on the other side of the road was the same, but the location of the mountain wall became the back gable of the south yard.
It's just that the door is a little different. It's not like there is a stone road leading out of the door in the south. Instead, a trench has been dug. Only the door is covered with thick stone slabs, which should be used for drainage.
It's just that there isn't much rain here, so the ditch is a bit redundant and it's dry inside.
When Qingyan walked outside each courtyard wall, she would walk slower. However, except for the occasional conversation about calling someone or asking someone to get something, there was basically no talk about sacrifices.
After she walked from east to west, still no one came out. When she reached the last house, she completely gave up the idea of knowing anything from these villagers.
As for the village chief's house, she also wandered over and stood outside the wall for a long time. She only heard the sound of washing clothes and cleaning the yard. She didn't hear a man's voice, and she didn't know that all the men in his family had run away. Where has it gone?
Even if the village chief took the clan elders to clean the altar, could it be that the village chief's children and grandchildren also went to the altar?
Isn’t it said that only clan leaders and clan elders are eligible to go?
At this time, Qingyan once again regretted that she had no spiritual consciousness. It would be great if she had the same spiritual consciousness as her parents. It would be great if she could explore within one mile.
He turned around and walked back, trying to find out his spiritual consciousness silently in his mind as he walked. He walked back to the entrance of Yin Keqin's yard. This wish was not realized, so he had to retract his mind and enter the yard.
The old lady was sitting in the middle of the yard washing things. Qingyan looked at it and saw that it was probably a basket used to dry things. There was some dirt on it. The old lady was scrubbing it with a brown-bristle brush.
The old lady was facing the door. She noticed Qingyan as soon as she came in. Seeing that she was a little frustrated, she knew that she had gone out for a walk and couldn't find a way to leave.
Waved to Qingyan, "Come sit with me for a while, let's talk."
Qingyan walked over, took a small bench nearby, and sat next to the old lady.
She thought the old lady was going to say something to enlighten her, but she didn't expect the old lady to tell her directly about the history of Qinian Village.
"Our village has been here for many, many years. As soon as I got married, I heard from the elders in my family that this village has been here for thousands of years. They have been here for generations, and their duty is to protect our ancestors.
You must be respectful to your ancestors and listen to the words of the clan leader. If your child is chosen for sacrifice, you must not resist, otherwise your ancestors will blame you. If you obey, your ancestors will protect you.
Although except for the clan leaders and clan elders, we don’t know how to protect our ancestors, nor do we feel the protection of our ancestors, we only feel the punishment...
Forget it, don't mention this, you should think that the surname Yin is very special, right? "
Qingyan nodded. When she heard this surname for the first time, she immediately thought of Yin Shang.
Without waiting for her answer, the old lady continued: "The old people in the village said that the direct branch, that is, the clan leader's lineage, are the descendants of the Shang Dynasty royal family, that is, the direct descendants of the ancestors.
The ancestors were the royal family who were sent out after the defeat in the war, and the rest of them were the descendants of the guards who were given the surname Yin for their merits in protecting the Lord.
After the ancestors settled here, they had descendants, and the population gradually increased, and it gradually became a village.
As for why we offer sacrifices and what kind of existence our ancestors are, we are not qualified to know.
Most of us women who are married from outside are not doing well at home, or we don’t have a natal family, otherwise we wouldn’t have to watch our children being sacrificed..."
It turned out that they really belonged to the Yin and Shang royal family. Qingyan immediately became energetic and did not listen carefully to what the old lady said next.
When I think of the Shang Dynasty, I immediately think of the TV series "The Legend of the Gods".
My grandparents loved watching it very much and were fascinated by it. They waited in front of the TV every day and complained for days if they missed it due to power outages. Later, my father bought the CD and watched it from beginning to end before finishing it. .
Of course, she also likes this kind of mythical film, especially since their family is inherently mythical.
Because of Xiangxiang and ChouChou, she believed in the gods and ghosts on TV.
Of course, she also knew that "The List of Gods" was a story written by people, but the settings of the gods in the story were all from legends and were only quoted by the author.
The story may be fabricated. Qingyan thinks that the gods and ghosts in it may have existed. Otherwise, she could have imagined so many gods and characters with just her imagination, and the author's imagination is big enough.
Now that she heard that there were indeed descendants of the Yin and Shang royal family, and that they could use such unpredictable methods, she suddenly felt that it was not strange.
But since that ancestor is so powerful, why not go to restore the country?
Even if the Zhou Dynasty was defeated and unable to recover, after the death of Emperor Zhou, and in so many subsequent dynasties, if "he" had used this unpredictable method to restore the country, he should have succeeded long ago, right? .
Of course, the premise is that the ancestor is still alive.
Thousands of years have passed, so the ancestors may have left some souls or something, otherwise they wouldn't have settled in a corner and would still have to be sacrificed.
In addition to ghosts and gods, the word "sacrifice" refers to deceased ancestors. This term is only used after death, not for living people.
In this way, some spirits or ancient beasts, monsters, and ferocious beasts can be eliminated.
While Qingyan was listening to the old lady talking about the history of Qinian Village, she was also concentrating on observing the changes around her. She wanted to see if the ancestor had great hands and eyes. If the old lady told her this, would the other party have any reaction? .
It's a pity that even after the old lady told some "secrets" she knew for a long time, there was no change in the surrounding environment. It seems that either these are not secrets and can be told, or the other party is very confident, even if she knows them. useless.
After the old lady finished telling what she knew, Qingyan found a topic to continue chatting in order not to be left in the cold.
She talked about what she saw and heard on the road, such as what she saw and heard at Xingtang Mansion in Handcheng, and some things she encountered in the mountains with everyone in Yangjiaping.
She replaced the characters with uncle, second uncle, and third uncle, referring to herself and her family. Escape from Youzhou changed the characters and places.
It's not that she's guarding against the old lady, she's guarding against the so-called ancestor and doesn't want to bring danger to everyone in Yangjiaping.
After that, he also talked about the Wang Ba Bay over there in Xifeng Town, which made the old lady exclaim in surprise and opened her eyes.
Although she was married from another village, she still belonged to Qingfeng Town. The furthest she could go was to return to her natal family. Her natal family was in the east of Qingfeng Town, called Yuhua Village. It could be said that she had never even been to the county seat.
Qingyan was traveling all over the country, and it really touched her a lot. Even Yin Keqin, who had been resting in the house before, couldn't help but come out and sit on the threshold to listen to the two of them chatting.
After eating two more meals, the day passed quickly.
The night was still the same as yesterday. It suddenly became dark, just like turning off the lights suddenly. It became dark, and he lay on the bed and fell asleep. He was already completely exhausted anyway. When he woke up next time, he would be already gone. No longer at Yan Keqin's house. As soon as you opened your eyes, you saw a stone top on top of the stone top. There are complicated patterns hanging on the stone dome. They are not very patterned, not very symmetrical, and even a little abstract. I looked at them carefully and subconsciously, and I found that they turned out to be animal hunting pictures with figures and scenes on the clothes. Battle map. There are also those who sing and accompany me. The characters are very simple, and they are not like the lover's brother. The younger brother is very tall, so he can't see clearly from such a long distance. Especially the characters and some animals are all drawn with simple lines. I know there is one nearby. A man's cry was heard for a thousand years before he looked away and looked to his side. , lying directly on the ground to his right, sat a young and handsome boy. Seeing that he was dressed in red, he must be the person next door who became a sacrifice with him. My youngest son, last year he also sat up using his arms. He patted the dust on his body in disgust. I looked at the tall figure on the left. Is the work not even qualified to be featured on a few TV stations? Isn't it too rude and disrespectful to just throw it on the ground? Then there was a fight, which was a real thing. The boy next to him probably stopped crying because he saw how calm a little girl was. Aren't you afraid of walking directly to him? The voice of the voice changer is really unpleasant, especially maybe, and I probably cried after crying. I cried yesterday and today. In a short time, the voice became hoarse. In addition, the voice changer is really It doesn't sound good. Qian Yan has fallen in love with him. What's the use of being afraid? We've already reached this point anyway. Why not let people know if the two of us have a chance to survive. I was beaten again, and I used underwear to suppress it. I am no longer strong anymore. Yes, I also want to think about it and find a way to see if I can escape. Last year, I almost couldn't hold it back and rolled my eyes. If you didn't smoke, I might still think it's more credible. Besides, I said that they are all in their teens, which only makes him well-informed.
(End of chapter)
