This page looks best with JavaScript enabled
Chapter 97: Badong Village (24)
After Xie Jin said "living sacrifice", the other two did not speak. Judging from the similar expressions on their faces, it was obvious that everyone wanted to go together.
"Wang Zhong's incident has made me a little worried, so much so that I am very sensitive when I see the child now." Xie Jin's voice was not loud, and he really wanted to hear a rebuttal, whether it was Wen Liang or Ji Duan, he hoped that The two were able to dismiss their dangerous idea.
But in fact, no one objected, which made Xie Jin feel more and more uneasy.
If the so-called "Sacrificial Sacrifice of the Holy Child" was as he guessed, how many times did sacrifices appear in the shaman sacrificial ceremonies in Badong Village?
In this long history, how many children have been killed for such absurd reasons in this village, which has long been deeply embedded in the mountains?
"It's hard to say about the use of human sacrifices. At least we can't draw conclusions without substantial evidence."
Wen Liang's low voice interrupted Xie Jin's thoughts, he sighed and broke the brief silence, "But in the early years, it was not uncommon to use virgins to worship and pray for blessings, and I have encountered it."
He felt the surprised gazes of the other two, and subconsciously stroked the long stick of dry tobacco pinned to his waist, Wen Liang rubbed lightly with his fingertips, "Human life in the old era was not worth much, otherwise, how did you think Tong Tong Yuyu came from? "
"You mean, tong tong yuyu is a sacrifice ..." Xie Jin looked at Wen Liang in unbelievable. The speed of speaking because of surprise, let him bite his tongue at once, and the sacrifice items will be a few of them.Words swallow into the belly.
Wen Liang nodded, looking forward in his pale eyes, as if he saw something from a long time ago, "It's all about old and rotten millet, and it's not worth mentioning now, I personally feel that the two children are now The happiness of life index is not bad.”
He let out a short chuckle, as if he was laughing at himself, and Wen Liang closed the booklet, "If I had taken a step forward, even if it was a quarter of an hour, they might not have stayed by my side in this ghostly state. already."
"The paper man is actually the possession you got for them." Ji Duan guessed one or two things based on what he knew about the two little ghosts, but he still had some confusion, "I have a question, Since they are paper people, why do they appear in the form of smokers?"
Wen Liang looked at the black smoke spontaneously coming out of the cigarette rod, and tapped his index finger lightly, as if to warn the two little ghosts living inside. "I'm walking around, I can't run around with two papers on my back. Don't you think it's too suspicious?"
"So I burned the possessed paper figurines into black ashes. Rather than saying that they were paper stalkers, it would be more appropriate to describe them as smokers."
"You bring two babies alone, you are also very hard." Rarely patting Wen liang shoulder, each hair on the face of Ji Duan looks particularly sincere, "Let him pass in the past, tongtong yuyu is not easy, even if it is not easy, even if it is not easyIn this way, don't the two little ghosts accompany you well. "
"I can't think I have a day of comforting by you. Old Ji, you really change the fleshy." The corner of the wen liang Chao Duan died, and there was a vague smile on his face.Large -lapsee booklet.
"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this. Since Zhao Yan has left this biography here, it means that he wants us to know something from above, but it was torn to shreds later... It seems that he just intends to provide Our Holy Child is the clue, not telling us all directly."
Wen Liang took out his mobile phone and took pictures and backed up all the parts used in the thread-bound booklet. After doing this, the three of them searched for other clues about the sacrifice of saints in this small room.
They were busy for nearly fifteen minutes before, and in the end they only found some records of shamanic sacrifices.
"It seems to be roughly the same as what I saw when I checked the information." Xie Jin carefully flipped through the clues he found. All the information about the shaman's sacrifices was recorded in the bamboo slips, which are divided into two volumes. The black ink with clear handwriting on it should be near Manuscripts from several years, not antiquities.
The first volume of bamboo slips records the origin of the shamanic mythology and the composition of the family gods, and the second volume only mentions a word of sacrifice.
They focused on the second volume of bamboo slips that recorded the sacrifices. Apart from offering incense and steamed buns, the only meat sacrifice was a castrated boar that was completely black and had no stray hairs. There was no record of the holy boy in the bamboo slips.
"This is gone?" Ji Duan stared at the bamboo slip with a limited number of characters. There was no so-called holy boy. This bamboo slip recorded only the most common shaman sacrificial ceremony.
Ji Duan could not be more clear in his heart, because when Tan Jiang hadn't set off, Xie Jin would always confirm with him with the thick materials that had been sorted out.
"That old thief only intends to provide us with limited information." Wen Liang rolled the bamboo slips and put them back in their original positions. Even the thread-bound booklet that they had been watching over and over again just now was put in its original form and placed in Shenyang. on a wooden table.
A strong sense of voyeurism emerged again. They didn't stop this time, found the door leading to the next room, and walked in quickly.
"Everyone, it's been a long time." As soon as he opened the door, he heard Zhao Yan's characteristic hoarse voice. The three of them looked up at almost the same time, and found that this was the entrance to Zhao's house.
Zhao Yan was sitting on a high platform not far away, squinting his invisible eyes that were covered by soft flesh, and smiling sullenly at them.
"Mr. Zhao is joking, obviously we just met at the Li's house not long ago." Wen Liang responded to Zhao Yan's gaze with a standard smile, and there was no one else in the hall except the four of them. Sit on that high platform.
"I heard from my family that the three of you came here early in the morning, but it's been such a long time since they saw me, so they must have lost their way." Zhao Cheng asked knowingly, beckoning them to come over, "The food is getting cold, I'll let them go. People take it down and put a new one up."
"Don't bother." Wen Liang made a gesture in a blind spot that Zhao Dong couldn't see. He looked around and found the stairs leading to the high platform, and walked towards it first.
Xie Jin naturally didn't dare to fall behind too much, he hurriedly pulled Ji Duan to follow behind, and went up to the high platform together.
The entrance of the Zhao family hall is much larger than that of the Li family, and the decorations are much more magnificent than the down-and-out Li family's ancestral house. Just looking at this point and combining the cause and effect seen in the online booklet, one can guess that the Zhao family probably replaced the Li family. Occupy a high position in the village.
Staring at Wen Liang's long hair swaying from side to side, Xie Jin suddenly noticed the cloth bag with Qu Wan's head on his back.
The linen-brown cloth bag was soaked in blood, although it was placed behind Zhao Dong's eyes, but this was not a solution, even if she didn't get close, Qu Wan's head was still smelling of blood, and sooner or later she would be exposed.
"If it's for dinner, I don't think there's any need for it." Wen Liang sat down straight away, and under the watchful eyes of the two people behind him, he took off the cloth bag and put it beside him, seemingly not afraid of Zhao Dong's scrutinizing eyes.
"This old man is ignorant, I don't know what is in this cloth bag?" Zhao Dong continued to pretend to be confused, his eyes followed Wen Liang's movement.
Wen Liang just let him look up and down, and the harmless smile seemed to be welded on his face, "Inside? Oh, it's just a friend of mine, Mr. Zhao, guess what."
After a pause on purpose, Wen Liang smiled like a flower, "...I actually found the friend we lost outside the village in the inner room of the Zhao Mansion, and what I found was not her whole body."
As he said, he pulled Qu Wan's head out without any hesitation. Ji Duandang and Xie Jin behind him didn't expect Wen Liang to make such a crazy move. Before he could stop him, most of Qu Wan's face was exposed. out.
When the woman's head with a strong smell of blood appeared on the dining table, a crack appeared on Zhao Don's face no matter how well-disguised he was.
Qu Wan was seriously injured this time, her originally beautiful face seemed to be disfigured at this time, most of her skin was covered with a bulge like a blister, and if you look closely, there seemed to be something still slightly wriggling under the bulge with.
Seeing this, Wen Liang stretched out his fingertips to pinch the point exposed outside the bulge, pressed his two fingers on the bulge hard, and he pulled out a small red snake full of blood from under the skin of Qu Wan's face.
Probably because his movement was too sudden, and because of his strength, Qu Wan let out a sharp cry, together with the black and red blood gushing out, the smell of blood in the air became even more intense.
"Mr. Zhao, can you give me an explanation?" Wen Liang squeezed the red snake that was still scurrying in front of Zhao Don, and the stench of the juice merged with the soup of the dishes on the table. This action successfully made Zhao Don's eyebrows twitch Jump naturally.
On that wrinkled face, no slight expression could hide from Wen Liang's gaze.
"What's the explanation? This old man can't understand what you're talking about." Zhao Dong couldn't help but watch with pain on his face as he watched Wen Liang throw the red snake aside, and the veins on his forehead seemed to be bulging.
Wen Liang ignored Qu Wan's eyes that wanted to kill him, sat there with her head in his arms, and began to draw out the red snakes inside one by one.
Those red snakes have the same appearance as those in the glass jar, except that on Qu Wan's face they are the size of earthworms, they seem to be hatched from the eggs laid by those red snakes, pinching them one by one to burst the juice, there is a thrill of curiosity.
Xie Jin bit the bullet, and resisted the urge to hide aside. He almost froze when he saw Wen Liang pull out the first red snake, and then realized that the reason why Qu Wan was soaked in that snake The reason in the glass jar.
... This is treating her as nourishment for those red snakes.
"You, what are you doing, stop!" These red snakes seemed to be very important to Zhao Dong, and it wasn't until he rushed over to snatch Qu Wan's head from Wen Liang that Zhao Dong realized that he had lost his composure.
"Why did you tell me to stop?" Wen Liang shook the sticky and smelly liquid from his hands, and he threw the crushed red snake corpse into the plate in front of him, "I'm saving my friend, do I want to watch her die? Is the blood sucked clean by these snakes?"
Qu Wan: You are amazing, you are noble, you use other people’s faces as a joke, if you can’t beat him, I will beat him sooner or later