Mantra

Chapter 268
Wang Hou's words reminded me inadvertently.

Indeed, it was too abrupt for us to characterize this table as a "feast" at the beginning, and these tableware are not necessarily for eating.

In order to verify my idea, I walked near a Tao Ding, and after asking Wang Hou for a pair of gloves, I slowly put my hand into it, and then took out the things that had been dried for generations.

Sure enough, what I had in my hand was a handful of dried and blackened glutinous rice.

"The hidden rules of the Wu Zang Temple," I said to myself, and turned the entire pottery tripod upside down.

In the sound of clattering, I poured out all the glutinous rice.Then I turned the bottom of the black pottery tripod over and shone a flashlight on the bottom of the tripod.

On the bottom of the tripod, a skull flower pattern came into my eyes, which is the goddess flower symbolizing the city of Helanbo, but this time, besides the goddess flower we are familiar with, I also saw the flower at the core of the tripod. The pattern is surrounded by five smaller patterns.

The weathering didn't detract from those patterns in the slightest, and therefore, at first glance, I could see that the five smaller circles were painted with smaller groups of centipedes, scorpions, toads, geckos, and snakes!

I suddenly realized: "This is the picture of the five poisons, and this tripod is the tripod of the five poisons!"

Wang Hou and Xian Hongye looked at me at the same time and asked, "What?"

I put the cauldron down and told everyone my thoughts carefully.

As early as when I attended the funeral of the old squad leader in southern Lunan, I heard from Zhao Shuihe that the "secret rules" of the Wu Zang Temple originated from an organization called "Dark Pao" in the Zhou Dynasty, and most of them used food to kill poisonous Gu. things, and the inheritance and production of dark rules are associated with many "food utensils" and "food" in the Zhou Dynasty.

For example, the "Wuzi Banshan" used by Lei Ren to pretend to be gods and ghosts back then was the "Eight Treasure Rice" formed during the King Wu's crusade against Zhou. Poison Cauldron".

I pointed to the cauldron and said to Xian Hongye: "In ancient times, raising Gu has never changed. Although I have never seen it, I still know something according to Zhao Shuihe's description and the records in my old squad leader's notes... For example, this The tripod is used to raise Gu."

Strictly speaking, Gu is a part of eating mantra. It is a kind of eating mantra developed on the basis of the five poisons. In ancient times, it is also closely related to "eating".

My old squad leader clearly wrote in his diary after joining the army in Guizhou that Gu itself is composed of two parts: "Gu worm" and "Gu weapon". It is a container for containing and prohibiting Gu.Because Gu itself also harms the owner, in order to control them, there must be a "container" to keep the side effects to a minimum.

Of course, there are many kinds of "containers", but no matter what kind, these containers containing "mother Gu" are collectively called "ding" in the Huogong language of Wuzang Temple.

"Ding" has many divisions according to different Gu poisons. For example, Xiao Jiu'er, who was covered in snakes back then, was a typical "Renren Gu". But that method is too cruel, so more Gu poisons still use the physical "cauldron" as the container for Gu poisoning.

And the Five Poison Cauldron in front of me is the most common type of "Gu Artifact".

While speaking, I pointed to the Tao Ding and said, "Glutinous rice has the effect of detoxifying and dormant. Putting glutinous rice when raising Gu can reduce the insidiousness of Gu. Second, it can make Gu easier to tame. Its function is similar to... cat litter."

"Oh!" Xian Hongye nodded, then pointed to the inscription on the bottom of the cauldron and said, "So, the flower inscription in this cauldron is also likely to be something that suppresses Gu poison?"

I looked down at the skull pattern on the bottom of the pottery tripod, and shouted at Xian Hongye and Wang at the same time: "From the moment I entered this Heilanbo city, I felt that something was wrong, like a sieve urn filled with 'ghost eight treasures', filled with five poisons Gu Ding, as well as various Zhou Dynasty food utensils, I feel that everything here is related to the Wu Zang Temple, and has something to do with some history in the Wu Zang Temple.”

My words seemed to resonate with Xian Hongye and Wang Hou. They looked at me and asked unanimously, "Then what do you think we should do now?"

I looked around, scratched my head slightly and said, "I...don't know, let's take a look around, there are so many 'cultural relics', if there are words on them, can they tell us the origin and cause of death of these people? .”

After listening to what I said, everyone nodded helplessly. Maybe they felt that there was really no better way, so they looked around again to see if there were any more useful clues.

In silence, I took the flashlight and walked slowly along the stone table.

As I walked, those containers and dead bodies of various shapes appeared in front of my eyes like a movie, giving people the most direct visual impact.

In fact, I also know about ancient food utensils such as tripod, steamer, and vomit, but I'm not as professional as Xian Hongye, and I haven't seen the real thing, so I can't say why.But as I observed more deeply, I
I also found that the scenery here is more and more like what Wang Hou described.

These ancients don't seem to be having a secret feast, but... making something ulterior.

Where I looked, I first saw a man lying dead on the table tightly holding a spoon in his hand. He opened the lid of a small urn, as if he wanted to add some condiments to it.

In addition, I also saw a man holding a scale in his hand, as if he was taking a dose of something, and it could be seen that he was so focused that when he died, his hands were still tightly holding the copper scale, which had been air-dried , but still die with regret.

Wang Hou looked at this scene, and suddenly said: "These people died very quickly, they died instantly."

"Instant?" I turned my head and said, "How about an instant?"

Wang Hou didn't answer me directly, but squatted down first, looked at the corpses one after another, and then said: "Some corpses have knife wounds on their necks, some don't, and some have needles on their necks. Some have no eyes, some have vomit at the corners of their mouths, and some have none, which means..."

After Wang Hou paused, he continued: "The deaths of these people were planned by panic, and in order to prevent them from 'counterattacking', the killers used various methods such as poisoning and knife stabbing, so that they were almost in the same place. Time is all dead."

Wang Hou further hypothesized that the Heilanbo people once dominated Furongchuan, but they probably lost all or part of their lives in this unprecedented assassination, so that in the end the city became an empty shell, and these dead people also died in their The underground palace is slowly weathering, and no one cares about it.

After Wang Hou finished speaking, I nodded in shock. Just as I was about to continue talking, I suddenly heard a huge scream from Xian Hongye.

After howling, Xian Hongye said in a hurried voice: "Old Tian! Wang Hou! Come here..."

Xian Hongye's words were so hurried that she felt like she was out of breath.

That voice made me understand that either Xian Hongye encountered an extremely critical situation, or Xian Hongye made an extremely important discovery.

I shuddered all over, and then hurriedly ran to Xian Hongye at the opposite corner of the stone table with Wang Hou.

I dragged her behind me and started to ask: "Ye Zi, what's wrong?"

Xian Hongye's face was as white as paper, and without looking back, she pointed to a dried dead man and a dish in front of the dead man and said, "Meat sauce...human meat sauce!"

(End of this chapter)