Daomu Biji

I felt a little sick. Wu Laosi and the others obviously didn't expect that these clay pots contained such things, and they all looked disgusted and surprised.

Seeing the crowd gathering, other people gradually gathered over. Several Tibetan drivers had never seen anything like this before, so they were very curious and came over to take a look.

I covered my nose and watched Wu Laosi put on his gloves, then picked up the head and cleaned the dirt on it. This thing is very old, but the hair is still very tough, and the skin and flesh have rotted away. If you peel off the soil on it, you can see the shriveled skin and empty eye holes. This is the skeleton of an ancient man.

The man wearing glasses next to him compared the diameters of the human head and the mouth of the jar: the skull was large and the mouth of the jar was small. Obviously, the human head could not fit into the jar.

What was going on, I asked him.

"This is the weird tradition of the Western Queen Mother tribe. This man must be a slave from other tribes in the Western Region. His head may have been put into this clay pot when he was two or three years old, and then he grew until he reached adulthood. His neck was in the gap between the clay pot and the Until no more food can be stuffed in, his head will be unable to come out by then, and then his head will be chopped off, the pot will be sealed, and presented to the Queen Mother of the West as an offering. This is the tradition of human head sacrifice," said Four Eyes.

"Damn, this is too evil. The Queen Mother of the West in our Journey to the West is quite kind, not so sinister." One person smacked his tongue.

"That Queen Mother of the West is the humanized Queen Mother of the Central Plains. In the real ancient legend, the Queen Mother of the West is a ghost-like thing, not a person at all." Someone helped him to read the illiteracy. "At that time, people could not be ruled by kindness. The rulers relied on these weird and cruel rituals of mysticism to exaggerate their own supernatural powers to rule."

I asked Wu Laosi. Then why is this head placed in this jar? Just cut it, why bother?

Wu Laosi said: "There are many tribes in the Western Regions who believe that after death, the soul flies out of the eyes or ears, and beheading the person in a clay pot is to trap the person's soul in the clay pot. . It is meaningful to offer sacrifices in this way. After the sacrifices are completed, these heads are usually piled together and fed to things like crows, or thrown into the sea to feed fish. This is the same in the Central Plains. We call it Guitou Keng, Yanxia, ​​Yixian County, Hebei Province. They all have a human head. It’s similar to this.”

I felt very uncomfortable in my neck when I heard it. This kind of thing only happened in the ignorant period. However, sometimes I really wonder who invented this first? When did the ancients begin to believe in such bloody things?

"But with his head stuffed into this kind of clay pot since he was a child, how does he usually live?" someone asked. First issue

"Life? Don't tell me that the life of a sacrifice is quite superior.

The person chosen as a sacrifice usually eats food given to the gods, which is the best food for the entire tribe. Normally, he does not need to do anything. As soon as he reaches sexual maturity, the most beautiful girl will mate with him in order to conceive. Sacrifice for the next generation. In order to make his neck grow thick enough as soon as possible. They would restrict the movement of the sacrifices, and some would eat too much. He was strangled to death by the mouth of a clay pot before he was old enough. "One person said, "Compared with other slaves who work exhaustingly outside and may not even live to be thirty, they live comfortably for more than ten years and then die happily. Maybe it's a good choice. "

The man touched his chin: "That sounds good. I'm not interested in eating, but I am interested in the most beautiful girl. If I were to be a sacrifice, I wouldn't eat anything so that my neck wouldn't grow thicker, and then I'd be fine …”

Before I finished speaking, the Tibetan drivers all started laughing. I slapped him on the head and cursed, "What the hell is going on in your head."

Everyone laughed for a while, and Wu Laosi began to wash the skull with a solution. This was archaeological work, and it was pointless for a few people to stand around and watch. Someone clapped their hands and told them to go back to work, prepare for the retreat, and repair the skull. The car owner should have his car repaired. We were ready and off we went.

Before anyone could walk away, suddenly, everyone heard a strange sneer, which came out from the crowd very clearly.

Suddenly I was covered in cold sweat. Several people stopped and looked at each other. When I saw their expressions, I knew that I had heard wrong. My heart started to rise. What on earth was going on? Who's laughing?

I couldn't help but think too much, that sneer sounded again. This time I was prepared. We all looked along the sneer, and found that the sound came from the pile of heads piled on one side.

Wu Laosi was so frightened that he threw the head in his hand to the ground. My scalp felt numb, and I wondered how could such a thing happen. At this moment, several people suddenly jumped up and screamed, and someone shouted: "Look, the head is moving!"

I hurried to look and saw a human head among the pile of bones. The soil was cracking and the head was shaking as if it was alive. I almost suffocated, thinking how could it be possible? At this time, where the soil cracked, it suddenly broke, and two small blood-red bugs crawled out. Each one was only as big as a fingernail, and they looked very familiar.

When I saw it, my mind buzzed. I couldn't believe my eyes. I still didn't believe it. When I looked carefully, I was stunned. They turned out to be several kings!

My feet were so weak that I almost rolled back and took a few steps. Just watching, two, three, four, and then a group of red bugs spurted out from it, exactly the same as the ones I saw in King Lu's Palace at that time! It crawled everywhere in one go.

"Holy shit, what kind of bug is this? I've never seen it before." At this time, someone was still wondering, and saw a Tibetan driver walking over to take a closer look. I yelled: "Don't be a fucking idiot! It's poisonous, stay back, don't touch it!"

The man turned back to look at me. As soon as he looked back, a king suddenly flew up and landed on his shoulder. I shouted no! It was too late, so he grabbed it out of reflex and screamed "Ah". He immediately retracted his hand as if he had been burned. When he looked at it, he saw a tidal rash spreading instantly on his hand. Come on.

People around him screamed and backed away. He watched his hand quickly turn red as if it was melting. He was so frightened that he shouted: "Team doctor! Team doctor!" while falling to the ground.

Some people went up to help him, and some people ran to the team doctor's tent. I knew that the man was finished, so I cursed secretly, rushed to grab those who came forward, and shouted to others: "Don't touch him, you will die if you touch him." ! Don’t be in a daze, quickly find a way to kill these bugs, we will be dead when they all fly up!"

Only then did those people react and started to back up and fuck the guys. Several drivers took off their clothes and went to shoot the bugs. But it was useless, the bugs quickly dispersed, few of them were beaten to death, and more crawled out. Soon two more people screamed.

In the chaos, Wu Laosi scooped up a tool box nearby and smashed it at the head. The head had already melted and was completely shattered with one hit. When I saw it, my God, the entire skull cavity of the human head was almost like a honeycomb, full of gray eggs and bugs. It was so disgusting.

My back was covered in cold sweat, and I thought to myself that it seemed that what those glasses said was completely unbelievable. This head was definitely not used for sacrifice, but rather as a medium for raising insects. Could it be that this kind of king is in human beings? An egg is laid in his brain? Damn it, if this bug flies into the city, the status of the traditional four pests will be lost.

"Oops, the other heads are moving too!" At this time, someone shouted again, and I didn't have time to take care of it. Everyone backed away quickly, and then I started to hear a buzzing sound and a red light flying. got up. Several of them flew past my ears at once, making me shrink my neck in fright.

At that moment, the first thought in my mind was that it was over, many people were going to die this time! Just as I finished thinking about it, someone screamed again. I turned around and saw Wu Laosi falling to the ground, rolling around in pain. Looking towards the place where the clay pot was, I saw blood red, and the whole sand was covered with red spots. Countless kings have already taken flight, and the surroundings are filled with the sound of wings.

This is impossible to deal with. One king can kill all of us here, not to mention ten thousand. I thought to myself, this is not a fucking sacrifice, it is obviously a weapon. This thing is the atomic bomb at that time. If anyone is not convinced and throws one into his city, the whole fucking city may die!

Now I had no choice but to abandon the camp and forget about escaping. I rushed to the tent. The people resting there had heard the noise and came out. They saw me running over and asked me what was going on. I couldn’t explain clearly, so I yelled. Stop asking, run for your life, and wait outside where the car is!

Several Tibetan drivers carried the Caucasian people out of the tent. Tashi carried Dolma on his back and ran away without a trace.

Seeing people running out one after another, I felt a little relieved and ran to call Aning. Aning was awakened and just stood up. I rushed over and pulled her up and ran away. She broke away from me and asked me what happened.

I yelled at you to just run away and ask a stupid question! Before I finished speaking, a king suddenly flew past my forehead with a buzzing sound, hit Aning's shoulder, rolled over and stopped.

Aning looked down, was startled, and wanted to take a shot with his hand. When I saw it, I quickly grabbed her hand, blew the bird away with a strong blow, picked her up and ran outside.

Mengyoubo and black glasses are watching the car outside, we have to run to that place first. I ran like crazy all the way, no matter what, I ran about three to four hundred meters and saw a stone mark. My mind froze, and I suddenly realized that I had no idea how to get out. The stone marks here were only Tashi understands.