Chapter 188 Myth

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date="2020-11-30"

title="Chapter 188 Myth"

weight="107070"

series = ["I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man"]

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Qin Nuo dropped the small wooden stick in his hand and returned to the hillside.

Asked with a smile: "Why can't you go? Is the below the forbidden land for the nobles?"

Suror whispered: "No, it's a dangerous zone, uh, it's a forbidden place, it's a place of worship." He pointed his finger again, "Not only the lower part of this slope, but the large area in front of it, you can't go through. ."

Qin Nuo looked in the direction of her finger, and was surprised that the site that Suror had crossed took up most of the entire valley.

Before, Suror suggested that you can't walk around, there is a forbidden area in the valley, but it never expected that the forbidden area would be so wide.

He immediately remembered that almost all of the camps were set up on the slope of Dongtou, which was the highest place in the entire valley. When entering the valley during the day, he also noticed that most of the green was concentrated near this slope. The wider area below is a vast area of ​​withered yellow.

It stands to reason that the lower the area, the thicker the soil and the moist running water, are more suitable for planting crops, right?

Qin Nuo hesitated and asked, "Since there is such a warm site and the place is vast, why not move the people here in winter, and have to grab the site of Panluo City?"

Suror smiled bitterly about Qin Nuo's doubts: "The adults don't know, you can't stay here for a long time, or you may endure the wrath of the goddess."

The wrath of the goddess? Qin Nuo's eyes lit up. This was the first time he heard the name of the goddess from Suror after he came to the Xuelie clan.

As the target selected by his plan to create a god, Qin Nuo was full of confidence. Who knew that the Xue Lie clan would not believe in that goddess if he broke into the sand halfway through. He is very interested in the inside story.

Under questioning, Suror hesitated at first, but finally spoke up.

"Because the goddess has fallen. It is said that in the catastrophe twenty years ago, the goddess, in order to save the last people, sacrificed herself and transformed into this valley, gave us the last place to live, and gave us the chance to revive the tribe. For many years, the goddess never performed any miracles, and the blood of the gods was cut off."

"Goddess sacrifices herself?" Qin Nuo was surprised, this is the Xuelie clan's crookedness, and no one can see the gods.

Suror lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Yes, at the time, the noble spiritual lady, at the most difficult moment of the tribe, left the tribe, climbed the holy mountain, and jumped off the cliff. The high priest sent people to search. Rescue, but only saw her body turned into stars in the sky, and finally fell to the ground and turned into this valley."

Qin Nuo blinked, and suddenly realized that the goddess of the Xuelie clan was a human incarnation, a spiritual girl passed down from the temple through generations.

The inheritance of the spiritual girl is quite secular. It is passed down from mother to daughter. Each generation of spiritual girl can choose a city lord or warrior to be her husband and son in the clan. If a son is born, he will follow his father’s surname and inherit the status of aristocracy. , If she gave birth to a daughter, she would be more noble, and she would be the heir of the next spiritual girl.

From a sociological perspective, it can be regarded as a rare female noble inheritance in patrilineal society.

However, according to myths and legends, they are all beautified by the cruel reality. This spiritual girl should be... unable to stand the suffering of migration, and died in despair? Or just accidentally stumbled and fell off the cliff while exploring the way?

After being beautified and processed by people in the clan, he became a goddess and sacrificed himself to open up a way for the clan. By coincidence, the Xuelie Clan discovered this secluded valley in the deep mountains, and the connection between the back and forth turned into a solemn myth and legend.

"What's the matter with the anger of the goddess you just mentioned?"

Suror bit her lip and saw that no one was paying attention. Then she lowered her voice and said: "In the legend, the undead of the spiritual girl still wanders here. After her death, she is still full of resentment for the suffering of the tribe, which prevents her soul from returning. , Turned into an invisible swamp of death, devouring anyone close to her."

"Although in these years, the high priest has also led the priests of the temple, made many sacrifices and contributed sacrifices to the goddess, but received no response, and the goddess's anger has been growing day by day."

"Originally, this valley was inhabited by many people, but those innocent people are often swallowed by the wrath of the goddess. Some are working, some are sleeping, and some are even on the dining table. I lost my life inexplicably."

"And as long as the footsteps of the goddess step across the area, it will become dead. There is only a barren, no life can approach."

"Gradually more and more people are dying, and there are more and more places where they can't walk. Now this entire valley is about to turn into a place of death."

"When I was young, most people of the tribe lived and lived here, life was carefree and prosperous. But these years the valley has become barren, and everyone is saying that the whole valley is about to die, the soul of the soul girl. It will also dissipate. The high priest took the tribal warriors out to open up the city."

Qin Nuo was surprised. No wonder he saw that the city outside the Xuelie Clan was very primitive, and it was built just a few years ago.

Speaking of the past, Suror’s big bright eyes were full of sadness. She was born and raised in this beautiful valley. She saw the once vibrant place with her own eyes and gradually became deserted. Although he moved to the city outside with his parents and relatives, he still missed it.

"My lord, remember you once said that that song is the original scenery of the hometown? The first time I heard it, what emerged in my heart was the appearance of this piece of land, as well as my childhood..." When he got up, Suror wiped his eyes quickly and bowed and said, "I am the one who lost my mind, please forgive me."

Qin Nuo felt pity in his heart and whispered: "Anyone who leaves his hometown is always sad..." Living in the north these days, he is also deeply thinking of his homeland and his relatives in the palace.

Before the words were finished, a strange tone suddenly came from a distance, like some violent behemoth, neighing. The direction the sound came from seemed to be underground, but also like a distant mountain top.

What followed was a slight vibration from under the feet.

"What's the matter?" Qin Nuo changed his face.

Startled by this sound, Chen Changan jumped up and rushed down the hillside immediately. At almost the same time, everyone in Pei Tuo rushed out of the sleeping camp and looked around vigilantly.

Chen Changan breathed a sigh of relief when he found Qin Nuo and Suror standing well under the slope.

Suror was taken aback by the overly fierce reaction of these people, and quickly waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's just the roar of the mountains."

Qin Nuo looked around, and the camps of those Xue Lie people were all peaceful and quiet, including the temple where the high priest in the middle was. Obviously, he was accustomed to this kind of roar.

Qin Nuo and Suror returned to the hillside.

"Since there is nothing wrong, everyone should go and rest."

Everyone confirmed that the weird sound just now was caused by natural causes, and this relaxed.

Yao Xingxu replaced Chen Changan and continued to watch the night, and most of the soldiers went to sleep in the tent.

In the early morning of the next day, the valley regained its vitality. Although the weather was still cold, nothing could stop the enthusiasm of the Xuelie people for labor.

Many people work in the fields, taking care of the plants, the women desperate and wash laundry, take care of the children, and some are gathering sulfur stones, seeming to make sachets to ward off evil spirits.

"This kind of yellowstone sachet is a specialty of our Xuelie people, and even merchants from the distant Western Regions and Dazhou will come to buy it." Suror said, "A lot of food weapons can be exchanged every year."

Rich valleys, abundant food, and various minerals. No wonder the Xuelie clan looks so wealthy and can rejuvenate in just a dozen years.

Everything is in order, and life in the valley is more familiar and natural than in the city below the mountain.

During the whole day, Qin Nuo stood by and observed carefully. As expected, no one would go downhill, and everyone's range of activities was above one line.

And the part above this line only occupies about one-fifth of the entire huge valley. And they are all areas with the coldest climate, and the nearby plants are not luxuriant enough.

Geothermal resources, of course, the lower, the warmer and more comfortable. Looking into the distance by the noon sun, there are many stone and mud houses in the deserted place below, which seem to have been abandoned for a long time. It is enough to prove that the Xuelie people originally lived in this valley in those places with the most abundant aquatic plants. However, due to some changes, it gradually moved eastward and upward, and the site gradually shrank.

What is it that made them give up the blessed land below and migrate upward?

The curse of the weird goddess of crossing the world, and the inexplicable death.

On the hillside, there are some elderly people standing near this invisible line, looking at the abandoned houses below, full of nostalgia.

Look at their nostalgic expressions, then look at the Xuelie people who are busy moving in and out of ants.

Qin Nuo suddenly understood why the Xue Lie clan would carelessly bring himself, an outsider, into the valley.

A place that is about to be abandoned, naturally, there is no need to keep it secret.

"This used to be the most beautiful and rich place. It was the jewel given to our tribe from heaven, but now it's dying." A voice full of vicissitudes and emotion sounded from the side.

Qin Nuo turned to look at the old man with white beard and hair. The high priest came to him at some point, overlooking the distant valley land.

"This is indeed a fairyland like a paradise." Qin Nuo nodded. Recalling Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring in the textbook of the middle school of the previous life, the world in the valley recorded in it, I am afraid that it will look like this.

"If possible, I also hope that I will live in such a beautiful place forever and be carefree." The high priest smiled bitterly. "Unfortunately, this kind of existence that violates the law of heaven cannot be owned for long. It can be enjoyed for nearly 20 years. It is a great gift to give the tribe a chance to recuperate and rejuvenate. Everything is the blessing of the goddess."

Qin Nuo became curious and couldn't help but ask: "I heard from the noble tribe before that it was the spiritual girl who sacrificed herself as a tribe and turned into this rich land?"

It has been less than 20 years since the death of the spiritual girl. Young people like Suror have no impression, but the old people like the high priest have witnessed history, so they should know the truth.

Speaking of the spiritual girl, the body of the high priest trembled slightly, and the expression on that moment could probably be described as sad.

"It was the goddess who sacrificed herself to get this line of life for the entire tribe."

Sacrifice! This word suddenly gave Qin Nuo a taste of blood.

I remember the information saw in the previous life. In the wild tribes, sacrifices are mostly synonymous with cruel, bloody and violence.

Then thought about the honorable status of the spiritual girl. As the incarnation of the goddess in the world, her status is still higher than that of the high priest in front of her. It is impossible to encounter such a thing, right?

"She loves the tribe deeply, but also resents the tribe." Finally, the old man said such an ambiguous sentence.

A conversation didn't last long, as if thinking of the dying spiritual girl, the sever inheritance, the high priest left sadly.

Leave Qin Nuo alone to think deeply.

Another day later, the soldiers who went on the expedition returned, and the valley became more lively.

This time the expedition was indeed a great victory. The Xuelie clan set up an ambush in the city below the mountain and swept all the soldiers and horses from Panluo City and Rising Sun City that had come to conquer. They defeated the reinforcements of Rising Sun City again, causing them to suffer miserable losses, and they did not dare to come out of Turtle Shrink City. The tribesmen who had been taken away before have also been rescued.

"If it weren't for the inconvenience of Blizzard's continuous siege, the Rising Sun City must have been cleaned up this trip." Tao Yunqing came to visit and talked about the battle with joy.

"The Rising Sun City will be cleaned up sooner or later, and the snow will melt in the beginning of spring, and we will attack."

"They are all excellent plans by Mr. Zhen. Now Panluo City has completely become our territory. After the next migration, there will never be unsightly forces who dare to plunder the people."

"Now our Xuelie clan is not the kind of soft guy who was bullied ten years ago."

A group of young generals said cheerfully.

Listening to the discussion around him, Qin Nuo felt more complicated, especially looking at the number one hundred who was escorted through the slope.

In just less than ten days, saw Zhong Yue, the master of Panluo City, again, and it turned out to be like this!

In this battle, the soldiers of the Xuelie clan not only completely wiped out the remaining main force in Panluo City, but also captured Zhong Yue and other high-level personnel. Brought them back to this valley secret.

Zhong Yue looked frustrated and frightened, with despair of resignation. He looked around and suddenly glanced over Qin Nuo and his group.

"It's General Pang, General Pang, help!"

After catching the last straw, Zhong Yue seemed to have completely forgotten that he had calculated the other party's affairs.

Qin Nuo and his party were speechless.

Tao Yunqing at the back unceremoniously knocked Zhong Yue's head with the handle of the knife.

"Stop yelling, you shameless dog thief, who wanted to kill General Pang before and plant it on our Xuelie clan? Your evil deeds have been discovered long ago!"

Zhong Yue was frustrated for a while, but continued to yell unwillingly: "Little General, these rebellious officials and thieves intend to rebel. We in Panluo City are very loyal. You must report it to General Murong!"

Seeing that he has become the core of the people around him, Qin Nuo has a headache, and he shouldn't be curious for a while and come to participate in their hell sacrificial activity.

Before the temple sent someone to invite himself, he should refuse.

Fortunately, the sacrifices began immediately, and the people entered the solemn etiquette procedures, and no one paid much attention to Qin Nuo.

However, seeing the subsequent sacrifice process, Qin Nuo deeply regretted once again that he should not agree to participate in the sacrifice of Lao Shizi, at least he would not be disgustingly overwhelmed.

The sacrifice process is actually very simple.

The captive Panluo City and Rising Sun City officials and generals were lined up, dozens of temple soldiers stepped forward and separated their throats with daggers.

All executions can be regarded as a common method used in ancient times to treat prisoners of war by hostile forces.

But the whole scene made Qin Nuo feel very uncomfortable.

The throats were cut, these people would not die immediately, blood spewed out, some prisoners began to struggle and curse, others knelt down begging, tears streaming down.

For a time, this slope in the valley was extremely noisy.

But whether it was pleading or struggling, it was of no use. There were hundreds of captives, and they were quickly cut off by their throats and pushed down the slope.

They fell to the ground, and the ground hoist generally slid down the steep slope.

Some people still struggled without dying for a while, making miserable noises.

With this situation, Qin Nuo couldn't help but recall the scene of killing a chicken in his hometown in his previous life. He cut the chicken's throat and blood flowed, but the chicken did not die immediately, but fluttered its wings and flew around.

It's just that it's not chickens that are being killed right now, but hundreds of living people.

With this cruel sight, Qin Nuo turned his head and didn't want to look any further, so he raised his foot and left. Pei Tuo and a few people were by his side, and there was no interest in watching.

Soon everyone reached the top of the slope.

Looking from the distance, there is a dense crowd below, almost covering the entire slope.

The priest presided over the ceremony, Su He, who was guarded by the crowd in the center. He muttered something aloud, like a mysterious spell.

Following his voice, all the Xuelie tribes and soldiers were kneeling and praying. His demeanor was pious and his voice was low.

Set off by the cruel groans and groans below, the solemn prayers seem to be particularly sacred.

Qin Nuo had seen many records of this barbaric sacrifice in history books before, but he witnessed it with his own eyes, and the impact was far better than any description in black and white.

In the corner where no one was paying attention, Lin Jia leaned to his side.

"This is to pray that the goddess of life will reduce her anger and not continue to expand the scope of anger and resentment."

"Can such a bloody and savage sacrifice be able to eliminate the anger of the goddess?" Qin Nuo shook his head and sighed. According to the information he had contacted before, the legend said that the goddess of the world was a compassionate god who redeemed the world, so he chose this sect to come. Carry out the god-making plan.

Unexpectedly, the world is changing too fast, and intelligence work is too late. didn't even know that the legendary goddess of crossing the world has become an existence that equates death and revenge.

Lin Jia was also full of helplessness: "The son already knows the secret of this valley."

A place of survival that is gradually being swallowed up by the goddess' grievances, it's no wonder that the goddess' belief in the Xuelie clan is declining.

"The subordinate really thinks that we should choose another tribe, start anew, and start again."

Qin Nuo stared at the tribe people who were kneeling and praying in the distance, and suddenly another thought came up.

Still something is wrong, why do they think that all these calamities and deaths are the resentment of the goddess?

If it is true that the spiritual girl sacrificed for the people and turned into this valley, shouldn't such a pure goddess be praised by all ages, and the subsequent deaths can also be interpreted as losing the blessing of the goddess and certain evil gods. .

Well, he is not studying thology, and these evolutionary processes are really beyond consideration. But always feel that the most critical link is missing.

The dusk was so dark that it enveloped the entire valley.

The night came again, and the soldiers who had returned from the battle also stayed, preparing to leave early tomorrow morning.

However, it was in this night that things changed strangely and eeriely.

Many years later, in recollection, Qin Nuo could still remember the creepy feeling at that time and the chaos afterwards.

Death really came like this, suddenly.