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    date="2020-10-01"

    title="Chapter 320 Hehe 10 Ancient Temple."

    weight="96033"

    series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

    mode = "manual"

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    This is an ancient temple made of stone, the construction style is very simple, it is not clear for the time.

    "Although I don't have much research on ancient architecture, this stone temple seems to be built in the Sui and Tang dynasties." Yue Cen was pushed to the entrance of the temple by Ke Xun. The beam of sunlight penetrated into the temple, and there were stones standing inside. The platform for worshipping the gods, but the position of the gods is empty.

    The ancient temple hidden by trees is really weird. Ke Xun was about to go in alone to see what happened, but heard Yue Cen say: "Let's go in and take a look." There seemed to be no fear in his voice.

    No wonder Huatui chose Yue Cen to enter the painting at the beginning. This person is really a rare "artist".

    There is no real temple door in this temple, only a stone stele with illegible handwriting stands not far from the door. Even if two people go in together, there should be no danger. In other words, even if Ke Xun goes in alone, with the power of Yue Cen in a wheelchair, I am afraid that he can't help much.

    Instead of looking forward and backward, it is better to go together.

    The temple is very shady, the sun shines through the darkness, and there are countless light and dust dancing in the bright place.

    There is a stone platform behind the ceremonial altar. Obviously it should be the place where the gods are enshrined, but it is unknown who this god is.

    Yue Cen was swaying the wheel of the wheelchair with his hand, looking around in the temple, his eyes rested on the stone platform on both sides of the temple.

    Ke Xun also noticed the stone platforms on both sides: "The stone platform in the center is used to enshrine the gods, so what are the stone platforms on both sides used for?"

    "It should also be used to enshrine gods." Yue Cen said.

    Ke Xun only visited temples when he was a child, and recalled carefully, it seems that some temples are indeed decorated like this: "That is to say, this temple enshrines more than one god?"

    "I think there are at least five or even seven." Yue Cen guessed based on the size of the stone platform.

    "But, why are these statues empty? Where did the gods go?" Ke Xun asked himself a lot of paintings, and he had also seen such things as the Lijiacun paper man, the ghost of the tube building, the ghost of the Oak Mountain Research Institute, etc. Of ghosts, but rarely deal with gods.

    "The situation in the temple is probably like this. Let's go out and talk about it." Yue Cen shook his wheelchair and turned around, planning to leave the temple first.

    Ke Xun followed and pushed Yue Cen out of the temple gate. He was talking in the temple just now, and there was a lot of echo, as if his words were repeated by someone, which was unsettling.

    There was still a familiar natural scenery outside, and the two temporarily stopped under a big tree next to the temple.

    "Xiao Ke, have you ever met a fairy in your previous paintings?" Yue Cen asked.

    "I met it once. It was a god of good and evil. When we were out of the painting, we finally saw the good side of that god." Ke Xun was talking about the black corpse sky in "Faith".

    Yue Cen listened to Ke Xun briefly talked about the painting "Faith". For a while, he felt that there was no similarity to the world the two are currently in: "We found here because of moss, but the stone platform in the temple And the stone steps under the eaves are very dry, and no traces of moss are found."

    Ke Xun tried to sort out an idea: "When we first came, we watched a shadow puppet show "The Rat Married Girl". At that time, your legs were not very comfortable. After daybreak, the legs were petrified and moss grew. In order to find the source of the moss, I came here all the way and found this temple. The temple is empty, and the granary we saw just now is also empty. The granary is empty because the food in it has been eaten by the rats; the temple is empty. Kong, why, where did the fairies go? Is there any connection between these fairies and the "mouse married girl"?"

    Yue Cen had been listening carefully to Ke Xun's words, and there was some inspiration in his heart, but there was no sufficient basis.

    At this time, I heard Ke Xun say: "Sacrifice to rats? Didn't you just say that "mouse marrying daughters" is actually a folk sacrifice to rats? The sacrifice to rats should also be a kind of sacrifice? Can it be said that the worship here is actually Yes……"

    mouse?

    This statement made both people a little uncomfortable.

    Yue Cen said: "Although I didn't think about the reason for this, I still have a certain understanding of traditional customs. I have never heard of this method of sacrifice, which is really unconventional."

    Ke Xun also thinks that what he said just now is a bit absurd. If this painting is good at absurdity, it is fair to say that it is based on traditional New Year pictures, so it should be based on traditional Chinese New Year customs.

    "Sister Cen, let's take a look at the big stone tablet. Although the handwriting is illegible, some strokes can still be seen vaguely." Ke Xun pushed Yue Cen and approached the temple door again.

    This stone tablet was so high that it almost blocked the temple gate. Because of its age, there were many deep cracks on the stone tablet, and many of the words on it were unrecognizable.

    It can be seen from the arrangement of words that the above seems to be a four-character poem.

    "It's a four-character poem." Yue Cen carefully identified it, and could see that there seemed to be a word "salty" in the last sentence.

    "Four-character poem, what's the meaning of this kind of poem?" Ke Xun also recognized the character "Yi". Although the font is complicated, this character can be said to be the most complete character on the stone tablet.

    "Four-character poetry is considered to be the earliest poetry genre in ancient my country. The "Book of Songs" is mainly based on the four-character poetry, and further upwards, the four-character poetry can be seen in ancient ballads and the "Book of Changes"." Yue Cen's eyes I scanned every word on the stele, but I was sure that there were only four or five words.

    "Wei", "Ding", "Zun Yi", "Ling", "Xian".

    The most important topic and the beginning of the poem, because of a horizontal crack on the surface of the tablet, the handwriting is completely missing.

    "If I have seen this poem before, I can only guess that it is a poem about ancient sacrifices, but since we started to study these things, I think this poem is definitely not that simple." Ke Xun's gaze fell on his familiarity. On those two words-"wei" and "ding".

    Diwei, Jiuding.

    Is this poem related to painting?

    However, Yue Cen wrote something on the palm of his hand with his finger, and still muttered words in his mouth. The two of them had long since disappeared in the world when they came to this world.

    Ke Xun saw that Yue Cen seemed to be no stranger to this poem. He simply picked up a branch and squatted on the dirt: "Sister Cen, for you, I will write. If you can't write, just tell me the strokes. composition."

    Yue Cen was very amazed by Ke Xun’s quick response: “I have indeed seen this poem, but I can’t say whether I can memorize it completely. I used to take part in a documentary filming about ancient customs, which was precisely used. A group of "Songs from the Jiao Miao" from the Tang Dynasty. This poem is the poem in which the poem is welcoming God. It needs to be read out by the little actor who was in charge of recitation at that time. I taught him to recite every word."

    Ke Xun was too late to sigh with the coincidence of this incident. At this moment, he held a branch and said: "Great, you come memorize it, I write!"

    Yue Cen relied on memory to recite: "Jiaomiao Songs·Wax Hundred Gods Music·Welcoming God."

    Ke Xun: "'Spicy hundred gods'? Which'spicy' is it?"

    "The wax of the candle." Yue Cen said, and couldn't help but look at the scene in the temple again, as if thinking of something.

    Ke Xun has finished writing this series of questions: "My characters are ugly, you will just watch."

    "The words are not ugly, I can see that it was written by an open-minded person," Yue Cen judged and continued to recite:

    Eight waxes are opened to worship, and all things are worshipped.

    Go to the extreme sky, and go to the poor.

    Ding Chu Liufen, Zun Yi recommends the United States.

    There are spirits, but Xianxi ends.

    After Yue Cen's prompt and correction, Ke Xun finally wrote the poem in its entirety.

    The recognizable characters on the stone tablet can also be determined according to the location. This four-character poem is exactly the poem "Jiaomiao Song Ci · Wax Hundred Gods Movement · Yingshen" recite by Yue Cen.

    "It seems that I have made a little judgment before. In fact, this temple enshrines eight gods." Yue Cen said.

    "Eight? Is it the ‘eight wax’ mentioned in this poem?" Ke Xun asked.

    "Yes, this welcoming poem starts with the eight wax gods, so there is the beginning sentence of'Eight wax offerings, all things are enshrined.'"

    Ke Xun looked at the poem he wrote on the ground with branches, and sensitively found out the two words that he cared about most before: "The'wei' here is not the earth's dimension, but the sky's dimension. The'ding' here should be It's also something that holds ritual food."

    "Perhaps these two words happened to appear here. In fact, the two sentences of ‘shangji Tianwei, xiaqiongkunji’ refer to the heavens and the earth and all things, which are exactly the same as the previous sentence of ‘all things consecrate.’

    Ke Xun temporarily set aside the ultimate proposition of "entering painting" and focused his attention on him: "The eight wax gods, which eight gods are they?"

    Yue Cen frowned: "I may not say everything, if the curator Hua came in..."

    Too much is useless, the others are false propositions.

    Yue Cen tried to recall the content of the eight waxes: "The eight waxes are ancient gods related to agriculture in ancient times. The'rat infestation' we mentioned before is actually under the control of the eight waxes. People worship the eight waxes, often just as prayers. 'There are no insects in the fields, no mice in the warehouses, good harvest of grains, and live and work in peace.' The eight wax gods are: Xiansi; Sisi; farmer; cat and tiger; workshop; water and insect."

    Ke Xun: It all sounds like Chinese characters. Why can't I understand a word except "Maohu" and "Insect"?

    Ke Xun: "Well, is there one less one? Sister Cen, did you just say seven?"

    Yue Cen: "Yes, there is another one who is very complicated and difficult to understand literally. It is called ‘Postlist Nawate’."

    "What, what? What?"

    "Postal table nawate," Yue Cen said slowly again, "these three words have their own meanings. "Post" refers to the farmhouse, "biao" refers to the field, and "nawate" refers to the well. There is a further explanation of these three characters in the collections written by later generations in the Ming and Qing dynasties: the mark is the place where the paddy is connected to the field, and it is built as a post house.

    "..., later generations are even talking about Yunshan Mist. Who is this god?"

    "The mention of'Tianzhen' here refers to the official in charge of slave farming in the Western Zhou Dynasty in China, which is what later generations called the'supervisor'."

    Ke Xun finally understood 70% to 80%: "Speaking of which, the gods worshipped in ancient times were also very simple. There were officials who supervised the cultivation, insects, and cats and tigers. The cats and tigers last night should not be ordinary. Cat, is the god of cats and tigers manifested?"

    "It's very likely." Yue Cen said.

    "What kind of gods did you talk about before? The two gods are at the top. They should be the gods with higher status."

    "Yes, I think these two should be the gods enshrined in the main deity in the temple: Xiansi is Shennong; Sisi is Houji."

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