Chapter 181 The Altar (please subscribe for monthly ticket)
After listening to Yin Keqin's words, Qingyan was a little confused again. She was still thinking about whether she was moved to the underground tomb by the ancestor using a formation like Chouchou had investigated before.

Everything here, be it the sky or the mountains and forests, are all illusions.

However, through previous investigations and Yin Keqin's words, I don't think it looks like it. If it is underground, no matter how realistic the illusion is, it should be able to come to an end.

If the area of ​​the tomb is so large, how big is the project? It can be big enough to accommodate the entire village and the mountain. Most likely, the village is in place, but it is just covered in a hood, and the living prey The scene outside the range of that mountain was cut off.

Of course, there is another possibility that she didn't come here in real body, but her soul was obtained by some kind of secret technique by that unknown so-called ancestor.

It's just very real, and the people I met are all the same, not real people, but also soul bodies, these, including her sense of touch, and the pain of pinching herself, are all the means of that old ancestor. That's all.

Qingyan took a deep breath, before she thought she had enough brains, but after coming here, she only felt that she was always in a fog.

I just thought I had found some clues, and then it would be denied soon, as if being teased on purpose.

She ate three sesame seed cakes in a somewhat self-defeating manner, and drank them all with millet porridge, turning her grief and anger into appetite.

I'm tired, let's put it down, and wait for tomorrow. Tomorrow, whether it's a human or a ghost, you can see it. Whether it's life or death, the dust will settle. It's useless to think too much now.

She didn't fully believe what Yin Keqin said, after all, she was not familiar with the other party, and she only knew each other for two days. Maybe the other party was not what he showed, and it might not be that he just wanted to stop her from continuing to investigate.

It's just that she really doesn't have much interest in the mountains anymore. She believes in her own feeling before, even if she walks further, she probably won't see any difference.

After filling his stomach, he helped the old lady clean up the table, washed the dishes, and then went out again, this time wandering around the village.

She had walked along the mountain wall before, on the sides of the two rows of yards, and it was normal that she didn't meet anyone. This time, she planned to go around the village to see if she could hear other useful conversations.

Yin Keqin's house is relatively westward, there are only four families in the west, and there are more if you go east, there are probably a dozen or so.

I don't know if it was because it was confirmed that the youngest son of the family next door and her had become sacrifices, so the patriarch and several elders did not continue to go elsewhere, and left directly after giving the clothes.

Another thing that is abnormal is that the neighbor on the right is the neighbor on the east, and the neighbor on the west is making so much noise, even if it is separated by a yard, the one on the right should be aware of it, but no one came out to take a look .

If Si Tong was already used to it, it was either this family or that family, but they should all know that Yin Keqin's family is just a couple, it is impossible for anyone to be selected, and it would be abnormal if they didn't come out to see.

I don't know if it's because the people in this village have no curiosity, or if it's nothing to do with their own business, so as not to meddle in their own business, so as not to get burned.

Qingyan walked eastward slowly while thinking, this time the mountain wall was on the left, similar to the other side, there was a road outside the yard, and some vegetables were planted on the opposite side, which could be regarded as the vegetable gardens of each household.

She was no longer interested in observing, but pricked up her ears to listen to the sounds in the courtyards.

After walking through all eleven households from west to east, and turning to the back row, I still didn't meet a single person.

This time was around ninety o'clock in the morning, and it was supposed to be the time when people would go out to do errands, and there would always be someone who would come out for a walk or water the vegetable garden, but it was strange that no one came out.

If it is said that Yin Keqin could not go out because the sacrifices were all set, and Yin Keqin went to the next door to visit the next door even though he was carrying water, it means that there is no such tradition, which is very strange.

She listened with her ears sideways, and there were sounds of people moving around in each courtyard, but there was no sound of speaking.

When I got to the second row, I still walked slowly from east to west. The layout here is a little different. The design of planting vegetables on the opposite side of the road is the same, but the position of the mountain wall has become the back gable of the south courtyard.

It's just that the entrance is a little different. Unlike the south side where the exit door is a stone road, a ditch has been dug. Only thick stone slabs are placed at the entrance, which should be used for drainage.

It's just that there is not much rain here, and the ditch is a bit redundant, and it is dry inside.

When Qingyan walked outside each courtyard wall, she would slow down her pace, but apart from the occasional conversation calling for people or asking to fetch things, there was basically no topic about sacrifices.

After she walked from east to west, still no one came out. When she reached the last house, she completely gave up the idea of ​​knowing something from the mouths of these villagers.

As for the village head's house, she wandered past and stood outside the wall for a long time, only hearing the sound of washing clothes and sweeping the yard, but she didn't hear a man's voice, and she didn't know that all the men in his family ran away. Where did it go.

Even if the village head took the elders to clean the altar, could it be that the children and grandchildren of the village head's family also went to the altar?

Didn't it mean that only patriarchs and patriarchs are eligible to go?
At this time, Qingyan once again regrets that she doesn't have spiritual consciousness. It would be great if she had the same spiritual consciousness as her parents, and it would be great if she could explore within a mile.

Turning around and walking back, while walking, trying to put out the divine consciousness in the heart, and walked back to the gate of Yin Keqin's courtyard. This wish was not fulfilled, so he had to withdraw his mind and enter the courtyard.

The old lady was sitting in the middle of the yard washing things, Qingyan looked at it, it should be a basket for drying things, there were some dirty things on it, the old lady was scrubbing with a brown brush.

The old lady was facing the door, and she noticed Qing Yan as soon as she came in. Seeing that her face was a bit depressed, she knew that she had gone out for a while and couldn't find a way to leave.

Waving to Qingyan, "Come and sit with the aunt for a while, let's talk."

Qingyan walked over, took a small bench beside her, and sat beside the old lady.

She thought the old lady was going to say something to enlighten her, but she didn't expect the old lady to tell her the history of Qi Nian Village directly.

"Our village has been here for many, many years. As soon as I got married, I heard from the elders in my family that this village has been here for thousands of years. It has been here for generations, and the duty is to protect the ancestors.

You have to be respectful to your ancestors, and you have to listen to the words of the patriarch. If you choose your own child during the sacrifice, you must not resist, otherwise your ancestors will blame you, and if you obey, your ancestors will protect you.

Although apart from the patriarch and the elders, we don't know how to protect our ancestors, and we don't feel the protection of our ancestors, only feel the punishment...

Forget it, let's not talk about it, you should think that the surname Yin is very special, right? "

Qingyan nodded. When she heard this surname for the first time, she immediately thought of Yin Shang.

Without waiting for her answer, the old lady continued: "The old man in the village said that the direct branch, that is, the line of the patriarch, is the descendant of the royal family of the Shang Dynasty, that is, the direct descendant of the ancestor.

The ancestors were the royal family who were sent out after the defeat, while the rest of them were the descendants of guards who were given the surname Yin because of their meritorious service in protecting the Lord.

After the ancestors settled here, they had descendants, and the population gradually increased, gradually becoming a village.

As for why the sacrifices were made, and what kind of existence the ancestors were like, we are not qualified to know.

Those of us who marry from outside are mostly poor at home, or don’t have a family, otherwise we wouldn’t just watch our children being sacrificed..."

It turned out that it was really the Yin Shang royal family, Qing Yan immediately regained her spirits, and did not listen carefully to the old lady's next words.

When I think of the Shang Dynasty, I immediately think of the TV series "Feng Shen Bang".

Grandpa and grandma love to watch it very much. They are fascinated by watching it. They wait in front of the TV every day. They complain for several days because they miss it because of power outages. Later, Dad bought the CD and watched it again from beginning to end. .

Of course, she also likes this kind of mythological films, especially since their family has a bit of mythological color.

Because of Xiangxiang and Chouchou, she believed in the gods and ghosts on TV.

Of course, she also knew that "Fengshen Bang" was a story written by people, but the fairy settings in the story all existed in legends, but were only quoted by the author.

The story may be fabricated, and Qingyan thinks that the gods and ghosts in it may have existed. Otherwise, so many gods and characters can be imagined just by imagination, and the author's brain is big enough.

Now that she heard that there are indeed descendants of the Yin Shang royal family, and they can use such unpredictable methods, she suddenly felt that it was not surprising.

But since that old ancestor is so powerful, why didn't he go to restore the country?

Even if he was defeated in the previous Zhou Dynasty and was unable to return to heaven, after the absence of the Emperor Zhou, after so many dynasties, if "he" used this unpredictable method to restore the country, he should have succeeded long ago. .

Of course, the premise is that the ancestor is still alive.

Thousands of years have passed, the ancestors may have left behind some souls or something, otherwise they would not be left in a corner, and they would have to be sacrificed.

In addition to ghosts and gods, the word sacrifice refers to deceased ancestors. This term is only used after death, not for those who are alive.

In this way, some ghosts or ancient beasts, monsters, and beasts can be ruled out.

While listening to the old lady talking about the history of Qi Nian Village, Qingyan focused on observing the changes around her. She wanted to see if the old ancestor had a good hand and eyes. If the old lady told her these things, would the other party react? .

It's a pity that the old lady talked about some "secrets" she knew for a long time, and the surrounding environment didn't change. It seems that either these are not secrets and can be told, or the other party is very confident, even if she knows them. useless.

After the old lady finished telling what she knew, Qingyan found a topic to continue the chat in order not to stand out.

She talked about what she saw and heard on the way, such as what she saw and heard in the Xingtang Mansion in Hancheng, and some things she met in the mountains with everyone in Yangjiaping.

She replaced the characters with uncle, second uncle, and third uncle, talking about herself and her family.Escape from Youzhou, and change the characters and locations.

It's not that she is guarding against the old lady, she is guarding against that so-called ancestor, and doesn't want to bring danger to everyone in Yangjiaping.

Afterwards, he also talked about the matter of Wang Bawan in Xifeng Town, which made the old lady exclaim again and again, which opened her eyes.

Although she was married from another village, she also belonged to Qingfeng Town, and the farthest was to go back to her natal home. Her natal home was in the east of Qingfeng Town, called Yuhua Village, and it could be said that she had never even been to the county seat.

For Qingyan, it was a trip to the north and south, and it really touched her a lot. Even Yin Keqin, who was resting in the house before, couldn't help but come out, and sat on the threshold to listen to the two of them chatting.

Two more meals were eaten, and the day passed quickly.

The night was still the same as yesterday, as if the lights were turned off suddenly, it suddenly became dark, Qingyan lay down on the bed and fell asleep, anyway, it was completely broken.

When he woke up again, he was no longer at Yin Keqin's house.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a stone dome with many patterns carved on it. The patterns are not very symmetrical, not like lotus fairy pictures, and even a little abstract.

She subconsciously looked at it carefully, and it turned out to be a picture of characters and scenes, a picture of hunting animals, and a picture of fighting.There are also singing and dancing celebrations or sacrificial pictures.

The lines drawn on the animal figures are very simple. If it weren't for Qingyan's good eyesight, they wouldn't be able to see clearly from such a long distance.

It wasn't until the cry of a man next to her was heard that Qingyan withdrew her gaze and looked to her side.

I saw a handsome young man sitting on the ground on the right. Looking at his red clothes, he must be the next door's youngest son who became a sacrifice with her.

Qingyan also leaned on her arms and sat up, patted the dust on her body with disgust, looked at the big platform on the left, as a sacrifice, didn't she even have the qualifications to go to the altar?Is it too insignificant to throw it directly on the ground?

Seeing that there was no one else but the two of them, Qingyan stood up straight away and looked around casually.

Seeing her calmness as a little girl, the boy next to her stopped crying, got up and walked to her side, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid?"

It is estimated that I cried for a long time yesterday and today. The voice was very hoarse, and coupled with the period of voice change, it was a little harsh and really unpleasant.

Qingyan looked at him and said: "What's the use of being afraid, anyway, we've reached this point, why not see if we have a chance to survive."

The boy twitched again when he heard it, suppressed the tears that welled up again, and said pretending to be strong: "Yes, I, I also want to find a way to see if I can escape!"

Qingyan almost couldn't help rolling her eyes, if you don't flirt, I might still feel more believable.

(End of this chapter)

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