Seeing that there was absolutely no movement there, Zhang Zhu Xuncai peeled the melon seeds and asked his brother, "Why do we have to wait until the silkworm moths start to mate after they emerge before taking action?"
"Wait for it to lay eggs." The little brother raised his eyes and looked at the giant cocoon on the wooden shelf, then lowered his eyelids and said, "It will be useful."
Although Zhang Zhuxun has guessed the origin of the brain silkworm, he still doesn't know its function.
However, everything related to the Wang family is also linked to a person's lifespan.
Zhang Zhuoxun also asked directly, "Brother, is this kind of Gu silkworm related to lifespan? Can it extend human lifespan in some way?"
It can be inferred from Ma Chongshan's half-truths and half-false words that the cause of all these things started from Ma Chongshan's trip to southern Tibet.
Ma Chongshan went to Medog, and after he came back, things started happening in the Ma family.
Was this Gu silkworm given to him by the Wang family, or was it obtained by Ma Chongshan by chance?
Speaking of which, let me briefly introduce the so-called Gu silkworm, which is the kind of brain silkworm I just saw.
The big silkworms that Ma Chongshan raised here are actually a kind of Gu insect whose appearance and habits are almost similar to ordinary silkworms.
Gu magic is very famous in the long history of ancient my country.
Especially among the Miao people and southern Xinjiang many years ago, among all the poisons, the most terrifying and powerful ones were those of the Monba people in southern Tibet.
The Monba people live at the eastern end of the southern slope of the Himalayas, known as the top of the world, in two vast areas, the Luoyu area and Xipimenyu. They are a small ethnic minority with only more than 10,000 people.
Poison has always been linked to voodoo. Poisoning people is actually equivalent to poisoning.
Planting and raising voodoo is a traditional custom inherited by them for thousands of years, and it has nothing to do with factors such as ethnic hatred.
It's just that poisoners believe that if they poison wealthy people, they will be able to attract wealth; if they poison strong people, they will be healthy and long-lived; and those who have troubled lives will poison everything in their lives. Those who wish will gain good luck.
In Zhang Chuxun's view, this is somewhat nonsense. Many times, what humans seek from gods and Buddhas is nothing more than psychological comfort. In the final analysis, it is related to their own mentality and thoughts.
Some early-stage cancer patients are still living happily, but they have survived beyond the survival period given by the doctor, and the disease miraculously disappears.
If some healthy people feel sorry for themselves every day, are constantly sad, and suffer from mental illness, and if it goes on for a long time, their bodies will naturally slowly collapse.
It is not unreasonable to say that a heart disease needs a heart medicine.
Today, the mysterious Gu magic of the Modog Monba people in southern Tibet has become a legend.
Now that something related to Gu insects suddenly appeared here, it is not difficult to deduce that this giant silkworm is related to the life span that the Wang family has always been entangled with.
Could it be that Ma Chongshan also wanted to live forever, and the Wang family seized on this and used him for experiments?
Or maybe something happened to Ma Chongshan when he went to Medog, and he had to choose to raise Gu silkworms with the blood of his family members.
What kind of change will happen?
Zhang Zhuxun looked at his little brother, hoping to get the answer from him.
The little brother pondered for a few seconds, seeming to be thinking, but finally gave an ambiguous answer, "Yes and no."
"Ah?" Zhang Zhuxun was a little discouraged. He had already held his breath waiting for the big secret, but this was the result.
"The Tianshou silkworm cannot extend human lifespan." The younger brother said.
"Oh, then what?" Zhang Zhuoxun asked, Tianshou Silkworm should be the name of Brain Silkworm.
"But it can rob the lifespan." The younger brother said calmly, "Ma Chongshan suffered from a terminal illness a long time ago. Even if he uses this thing, he can only linger on."
Zhang Zhuoxun thought about the meaning of his brother's words and said in disbelief: "Is there really a poisonous insect in this world that can transfer life span?"
"It's fake." The younger brother lowered his eyelids, "It's just that the thing is living on his behalf. In fact, the person himself is already dead."
Zhang Zhuoxun was a little confused. If the people themselves were dead, how could they talk to them?
Could it be that those who ate instant noodles before were silkworms? Good luck! Is this silkworm a spirit?
No, no, I'm really confused. Although Ma Chongshan looked a little pale and stiff before, he was indeed breathing and...
Heartbeat! Depend on!
Zhang Zhuxun realized what the problem was. Ma Chongshan's heartbeat was too weak. Even when he was being chased by the Wang family and running for his life, his heartbeat was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
Not to mention that Zhang Zhuxun didn't pay much attention to Ma Chongshan when he saw his brother unexpectedly. With the cold wind and snow blowing, it would be nice to be able to find his breath.
It was precisely because of this that Ma Chongshan's heartbeat was weak, but his breathing was obvious and deliberate.
"He is a living dead!" Zhang Zhuxun affirmed.
This conclusion brings up the details that he had inadvertently ignored before.
Ma Chongshan's stiff and heavy steps, his frequent covering of his heart, his even breathing, and his attempts to sneak away quietly in the middle of the night were all designed to cover up the fact that he was not a normal person.
It turns out that the biggest secret Ma Chongshan wants to hide is himself.
The younger brother nodded, "There was a silkworm in his heart, but it was severely injured."
Heavy damage? Zhang Zhuoxun thought to himself that it could only be caused by the Wang family's sneak attack.
Seeing that Zhang Zhuxun still didn't understand how Ma Chongshan became a living dead, the younger brother took out an old notebook from his backpack.
Zhang Zhuxun was stunned for a moment, "What is this?"
"Ma Chongshan's life countdown." The younger brother handed him the notebook, "Everything you want to know is in it."
Zhang Zhuxun took it and found that it was a sheepskin codebook from a very old era. Of course, the lock had been destroyed.
The code book is very thick, and it seems that Ma Chongshan is a person who is obsessed with recording.
The beginning of the book is more like a travel diary, written since Ma Chongshan went to southern Tibet. The sheepskin of the book is also made of local leather, which Ma Chongshan made by himself.
As Zhang Zhuxun had speculated before, the Tianshou silkworm was indeed obtained from the Motuo Menba tribe.
In fact, Ma Chongshan did not go to southern Tibet alone. He was accompanied by one of his compatriots, named Ma Chongfeng.
But in the end, the only person who returned to the Ma family in Nepal with the antiques was Ma Chongshan, because his brother Ma Chongfeng finally died on the snowy mountain.
And the person who was supposed to stay on the snow mountain forever was Ma Chongshan.
There is a two-year age difference between Ma Chongshan and his brother. When the two brothers went to southern Tibet, they just wanted to collect a batch of Tibetan antiques. However, after staying in southern Tibet for several months, they did not receive any. Something that Ma Chongshan likes in his heart.
Until one day, Ma Chongshan accidentally discovered an ancient sheepskin Buddhist scroll in a Tibetan home.
This is a map, which records in ancient Tibetan shaman language that there is an extremely sacred place in southern Tibet, located deep in the Brahmaputra Grand Canyon. It is said that there is a holy place full of golden Buddha lotuses.
In order to find out about this place, Ma Chongshan found a way to sneak into the local sacrificial activities. He spent a lot of money and racked his brains to find out about this place from the wizards there, which was in the mysterious mountain of Medog.
Since he had not received anything special for a long time, Ma Chongshan became curious, so he discussed it with his brother and led a few of his men on the road to find the Lotus Holy Land.
Medog has had traffic jams since ancient times. Especially in that era, it almost became a mysterious island isolated from the world.
Ma Chongshan hired a local guide, and the group traveled over mountains and ridges, riding horses on the snow-capped mountains for five days. Unfortunately, they encountered a snowstorm, which made it difficult to even walk, let alone find the direction. They thoroughly Lost in the snow.
At that time, people and horses were exhausted, but fortunately the guide led them to find a narrow hot spring cave to take shelter temporarily.
The violent snowstorm was raging outside the mountain crevices. The guide had a sad look on his face and kept praying to the Yala Xiangbo Mountain God who was responsible for the blizzard in his heart. However, the wind and snow howled all day and night without stopping, and his devout prayers did not have the slightest effect. effect.
"The mountain gods must have noticed that we were trying to find the treasure land where they live, so they suddenly punished us with a snowstorm."
The guide was filled with regret. He should not have brought this group of greedy people here to find the holy land where the mountain god lives for so much money.
Everyone was in despair about this trip. Ma Chongshan regretted it endlessly. He regretted that his recklessness had caused them to be trapped on the snowy mountain. Now let alone a holy land, they could not even save their lives.
Just when Ma Chongshan thought he was going to die on this vast snow-capped mountain, the guide he was traveling with suddenly said that he smelled the aroma of food, and walked straight towards the deeper part of the hot spring crack.
At that time, Ma Chongshan and his party had already eaten up all the dry food they had brought with them, so they relied on the melted snow water in the iron pot to survive for two days.
The horses that were transporting them up the mountain had already been bled and stored on the snowy mountains when the snowstorm came. Because the horses' hooves struggled to trek through the snow thicker than their thighs, they had already bled them and stored them, then dumped them on the snowy mountains. Their bodies were also buried in the snow. They didn't know where they were buried. It’s hard to go out and find horse meat to satisfy your hunger.
Everyone was hungry, their chests pressed against their backs, and they were drowsy. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Tibetan guide suddenly stood up from the ground, his nose twitched, as if he smelled something very fragrant, and he kept murmuring words such as thanking God for the gift. , walking toward the narrower gap in the mountain with a salivating look on his face.
Ma Chongshan and the others were also in a daze from hunger. When they smelled it carefully, there was really a faint fragrance floating in the air. It was very, very fragrant. It was a fragrance that could not be described in words. There was no delicacy in the world that could compare with it. Comparable to it.
The hungry people had no time to think. Their empty stomachs kept urging them to move forward. They hurriedly followed the guide.
Following the lingering fragrance, they walked in the crevices of the mountain for who knows how long. Suddenly, a huge hot spring cave appeared in front of them. As the heat evaporated, the fragrance in the air became more intense.
They didn't care much, and stumbled into the water, as if they were possessed by evil spirits, and walked step by step along the shallows into the depths of the hot spring.
There was no detailed record of this paragraph in the notebook, and Ma Chongshan himself didn't actually know what happened. When they woke up from the coma, they found themselves in a magnificent hall filled with the fragrance of Buddha.
The vague fragrance still lingered around, but for some reason, they no longer felt hungry in their stomachs. The Buddhist fragrance around them made them think that they had entered the paradise world.
The place where they were standing at the moment was a staircase like a palace gate. Looking inside, the surroundings of the hall were like cloud-stairs, going up one level at a time.
Facing them on the ninth floor, there is a Buddha with a solemn appearance sitting cross-legged on the Buddha's throne. On the next floor there are eight Vajras and Bodhisattvas in different postures. Below that, there are White Tara, Green Buddha and Buddha. Ma Chongshan did not recognize the gods such as Tara, the Supreme Buddha Mother, Vajrasattva, Guhyasamadhi Vajra, Joy Vajra, Mahachakravara, and even the Dakini.
He carefully counted and found that there were a total of 108 gold and jade Buddha statues in this Buddhist temple.
There is a huge white nine-turn jade lotus on the top of the hall. The jade lotus exudes a cold and soft light like thousands of night pearls. What surprised Ma Chongshan and the others was that the jade lotus seemed to be alive. The petals are actually rotating at an extremely slow speed.
With the sound of gurgling water surrounding their ears and the mist lingering in the hall, they felt as if they were standing in a fairyland in the clouds. Their minds were intoxicated, as if they had entered the realm of unity between heaven and man.
The Tibetan guide who was accompanying him had already knelt on the ground and began to pray for a long time. Ma Chongshan was extremely pleasantly surprised. He did not expect that he actually found the legendary Buddha Lotus Holy Land by accident.
Ma Chongshan took out the Buddhist map from the pocket of his clothes, but suddenly found that the original tortuous route on the map had changed.
It seemed that the special smell in this hall had reacted with the things on the parchment. He could clearly see that the originally nonsensical lines on the picture suddenly became clear and distinct.
"This is...this is a scorpion!"
Ma Chongshan's exclamation attracted the attention of others, who gathered around to take a look and found that the pattern formed by the lines on the map was indeed a white-shelled scorpion lying on a nine-petal lotus.
At this time, Ma Chongshan didn't actually know the reason why his family had moved, so he naturally didn't associate the lotus scorpion with the scorpion tomb in Ma'an.
The businessman's profit-seeking nature once again took over, and he had a hunch that there must be a treasure on this map, waiting for him to discover it.
Everyone in the Ma family was extremely excited and stepped into the Buddhist temple one after another. The Tibetan guide was too late to stop them.
However, Ma Chongshan and the others wandered around the Buddhist temple for a long time, but they did not find any passage to other places here.
Didn’t it say that the holy land is full of golden Buddha lotuses? There is only a Nine-turn Buddha Lotus and a bunch of bald monk statues here.
Ma Chongshan has traveled all over the world in recent years, and he can be considered a person who has seen the world. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that.
There is probably some mechanism that hides the passage here.
Good night Makabaka~
