This goddess is wearing a feathered robe painted with ghosts and monsters, and her facial features may have been deformed. She is weird and weird, with a witchy and evil smell.
The sword in her right hand pointed at the sky, as if sword energy was breaking through the clouds. She held the infant baby in her left hand and entered the crowd surrounded by many ancient ancestors.
Looking carefully, the ancient god in the statue has a solemn and kind expression. He can be compassionate, or he can educate the common people. It is a mixture of the two feelings. It looks very strange. It is similar to the look and feel of the goddess Yizhuang they saw. They have never seen it before. Such a strange ancient god.
Song Siyuan took pictures of the reliefs of these screen doors one by one. When she took the picture of the middle screen, her eyes were attracted by the symbols on the divine sword!
Over the years she has been doing interviews, she has even seen the newly discovered oracle bones, but she has no idea what the symbols on the sword mean.
If it is meaningless, it will never be placed in an important place like Noji-do that symbolizes inheritance.
Ah Ying saw something strange about her, walked over to look at the symbols on the divine sword, and said casually:
"This is the witch coffin heavenly book. It is used to convey secrets to the people of the clan. It can ensure that the secrets are safe and will never be detected. Later, the witch coffin people felt that the runes were too complicated and not advanced enough, so they introduced Chinese characters. This kind of runes only It is only used during sacrifices. My mother-in-law taught me the Witch Coffin Book when I was a child!"
Yue Guanchao looked at Ah Ying, with a strange emotion in his eyes: "Didn't you say you don't remember what happened when you were a child? Why do you remember it now!"
Aying was afraid that everyone would misunderstand her, so she quickly shook her head and explained: "Indeed, the memory I mentioned must have really been forgotten, but something is missing, and the memory cannot be connected at all, just like a broken porcelain bowl, which cannot be put together at all. Can’t get up.”
Song Siyuan took out her notes to write and draw, and raised her head from time to time to interject:
"This... is more serious than forgetting. Memory loss means that you were severely stimulated when you were a child, and your brain automatically helps you forget the painful experience."
Yue Guanchao looked at Ah Ying: "That's not possible. She looks very smart. How could she be mentally ill?"
After hearing these words, Song Siyuan raised her eyes and looked at Yue Guanchao: "I won't be able to explain it for a while. All in all, her experience as a child was not particularly good. This cannot be called neurosis. It is just the brain's protection of itself."
Yue Guanchao was a wild man who could dance with a gun and a stick. It was more uncomfortable for him to think about the problems of such a cultural person than to kill him. He was confused when he heard: "Miss Song, you know everything, so you can take advantage of it." We are a few tigers."
Song Siyuan didn't even raise her head, concentrating on memorizing the words on the screen door: "I still have a lot of skills. I will tell you slowly when I get back."
Xiao Wu walked over and looked at the screen door: "Ah Ying, I thought you knew what kind of heavenly book this was anyway, so you could just translate it for them."
"That's fine."
Aying no longer struggled with her memory problem, carefully observed the witch coffin book, lowered her head to consider for a moment and said slowly:
Holding the long divine sword, supporting young Ai, only suitable for my clan, and the people offering sacrifices!
Song Siyuan wrote down the witch coffin heavenly book translated by Ah Ying, and said to herself: "Holding the long divine sword...supporting the young Ai...it is only suitable for our tribe...the people offer sacrifices."
“Where should I have heard this sentence before?”
Song Siyuan searched for these words in her mind. She read through the ancient poems she had read, and her eyes sparkled: "I understand, the long sword holds the young AI, and the sun alone is suitable for the people."
Seeing that everyone seemed to be kept in the dark, he looked excited and explained the origin of this sacrificial poem:
"This poem comes from "Nine Songs: Shao Siming". It is a poem by Qu Yuan, a poet of the Chu State during the Warring States Period. It describes the folk sacrificial custom of worshiping the god Shao Siming in the Chu region."
"Chu Di?"
No matter how stupid Yue Guanchao was, he still knew that the Chu land was thousands of miles away from the northern border. He didn't believe it:
"But how could the gods of Chu land come to the northeast? Do these strange gods also like to visit relatives?"
Song Siyuan waved her hands and quickly brought the topic back on track:
"That's not possible, but don't forget. Along the way, we adventured and discovered He Bo, Nuo dancing witches, and the goddess in Yi Zhuang. I was thinking that since the civilization here has its own system, the gods we believe in may be It’s also different from the Northeastern region. The sacrificial culture here also belongs to the category of ghost sacrificing, so we can see so many gods in Jiuge.”
"I feel... that strange goddess Yizhuang must represent a mountain ghost!"
"Why?"
At this time, even Aying became strange.
"Riding a red leopard, we are following Wenli, and Xinyi's chariot is coming to form a laurel flag."
"This is a sacrificial poem in "Nine Songs: Mountain Ghost". Mountain Ghost represents the master of the mountain forest and the spirit of vegetation. It is not surprising that he has flowers and vines on his body."
Song Siyuan's explanation seemed to Yue Guanchao to be a fantasy, but he did not reject it, as if he had already agreed with her point of view.
She paused, and her tone was full of helplessness: "As for why there are gods in the Chu region in the Northeast, I can't figure it out for the time being. When doing news, we must rely on factual evidence. I have too little information. If there is more, maybe That’s clear.”
"However, if it is true as I said, then it seems very reasonable for Shao Siming's mural to be here."
After saying that, Song Siyuan shined the flashlight on the mural and introduced with a proud look: "Shao Siming is the female ancestor in charge of life and inheritance in Chu!"
