Onmyoji's Secret

Chapter 84 Shibi
What appeared in front of me and Li Xiaohui was a solemn and simple building, just like what I saw six years ago in the back hill of Tsing Yi Village. Countless old castles and watchtowers were built on the mountain and climbed up the rock. , looks majestic and majestic from a distance, the typical Qiang architectural style, people feel the impact of a foreign culture after a long distance, compared with the high-rise buildings that are used to seeing in the city, it is refreshing.

"Wow! Damn hooligans, is this where you live? It looks great!" Li Xiaohui looked at the ancient Qiang village in the distance and shouted in amazement, dancing and shouting at us.

Xia Yuanyang gave a wry smile, and said to Li Xiaohui: "Little sister, please don't call me a hooligan again, let others think that I have bullied you, and don't talk nonsense in the village, my grandpa has a bad temper." Not very good."

Li Xiaohui's face turned red, she curled her lips at Xia Yuanyang, but didn't speak.

"Xia Yuanyang, are the white stones placed on those watchtowers and houses the fetishes that you sacrifice to the gods?" I saw a white stone placed on the roof of every watchtower or house in the distant Qiang village. , the same as what I saw in the Qingyi Qiang Ancient Village in Houshan.When I watched it six years ago, I still found it strange. I didn’t understand why there was a stone on those roofs. It wasn’t until I heard the legend of the Qiang people that Xia Yuanyang told us just now that I realized that the white stone actually represented a god among the Qiang people. the meaning of.

"Of course, the Qiang people believe in many gods, all of which are symbolized by white stones. They are offered on the white stone pagoda on the roof, on the shrines in the houses, next to the fire pond, on the hills outside the village and in the forest of gods. The white stones on the roof represent the gods. , the white stone next to the fire pond represents the god of fire, the white stone on the top of the mountain represents the god of heaven, and the white stone in the field represents the god of green crops and land, etc. There are many white stones on the roof of some people, which represent other gods besides the god of heaven. We need Make a devout offering to the gods you believe in, in order to seek the protection of the gods." Xia Yuanyang's face was very serious at this time, and the frivolity on Baishi's body disappeared as soon as he mentioned Baishi, and he looked like a pious person. Believers, it seems that this Baishi's status in the Qiang people is indeed very important.

The three of us walked along the mountain path to Qiangzhai while talking. Many mulberry trees were planted along the way, and sometimes white wild silkworms could be seen on the leaves of the mulberry trees.

I was a little strange because it suddenly occurred to me that when I went to the Qingyi ancient village in the back mountain six years ago, in that illusion, I also saw this kind of mulberry tree planted on the mountain where the ancient village is located, and now I am I saw this kind of almost identical mulberry tree near the village of the Qingyi Qiang survivors. Could it be that this mulberry tree has some special meaning.

"Xia Yuanyang, why do you have so many mulberry trees here? Do you sell silkworms for sale?" I looked at Xia Yuanyang next to me and asked casually.

Xia Yuanyang was taken aback, and then said sadly: "This kind of mulberry tree is called Yazhou mulberry. It was planted all over the mountains and plains in the Tsingyi Qiang Kingdom more than 2000 years ago. The silk is made into Luosheng, and the mountain rich in this kind of Ya Zhou mulberry was named Luosheng Mountain by the Qingyi Qiang people. The Qingyi Qiang people established the Qingyi Qiang Kingdom with Luosheng Mountain as the center, and the clothes made of this Luosheng were made by the Qingyi Qiang nobles. Wearing Tsing Yi."

"Alas, in the millennium, Yazhou Sangyi is here, but the Tsingyi Qiang Kingdom is gone." Xia Yuanyang sighed, with a melancholy face, lamenting the glory and aging of the Tsingyi Qiang Kingdom back then.

Li Xiaohui and I were also full of sighs. We walked into this ancient Qiang building while watching the scenery along the way.

The first thing that catches the eye is the huge village gate formed by the connection of two unusually tall watchtowers. The watchtowers seem to be at least 30 meters high, and the whole body is made of large stones. How to complete this kind of building with help is a miracle.

There was no one guarding the gate of the watchtower, so we walked in directly.As soon as you enter the ancient Qiang village, there are dense and criss-cross streets, which are dazzling. If there is no one to guide the way, we outsiders will probably get lost here.

"Xia Yuanyang, why are there so few people in your village?" Li Xiaohui looked at the Qiang village and asked Xia Yuanyang.

I also raised my head and looked at Xia Yuanyang curiously. I have had this feeling ever since I entered the village. There are huge buildings, countless houses and castles standing tall, but it gives people a lifeless feeling. Desolate, gloomy.Except for a few old people sitting and basking in the sun not far away, there are basically no pedestrians on the street. The whole Qiang village is like an old man who is getting dusk.

After hearing our words, Xia Yuanyang sighed and said: "There used to be hundreds of people in the village, but with the economic development in the past ten years, many young people in the village have gone out to work or go to school, and stayed in the village. Most of the people here are old people or very few children.”

I was taken aback, isn't the situation in this Qiang village the same as the left-behind elderly or left-behind children that are often mentioned in TV dramas?Unexpectedly, the descendants of that thousand-year-old country have fallen to this point now.

"Stop talking, I'll take you to meet my grandfather. He is Shibi from the village. Only he knows many things about the past." Xia Yuanyang led us towards a trail while talking.

"What is Shibi? Is it a job?" We followed Xia Yuanyang and asked.

Xia Yuanyang didn't look back, but his voice came over: "Shibi is one of the Qiang people who can connect the world of life and death, and directly connect with the gods. You Han people also call Shibi 'Duangong'. In our Qiang people, everyone Ceremonies such as worshiping gods, suppressing evil spirits, healing diseases, sending the poor, coming-of-age ceremonies, and weddings are all presided over by Shibi. Shibi comes from heaven, can communicate with gods, and can also deal with devils, which is equivalent to what you see Wizards from TV and novels."

"Xia Yuanyang, your grandfather is amazing! But are there really ghosts and ghosts in this world? I haven't seen them yet, and I don't know if they really exist." After hearing Xia Yuanyang's words, Li Xiaohui immediately said the interface.

I said: "Didn't you just see that little girl crawling out of the body of the strange fish in Baizhang Lake? Isn't that a ghostly thing?"

Li Xiaohui was startled, with a frightened expression on her face, but she didn't speak.

Soon, Xia Yuanyang brought us to a single-family stone house. This stone house was very tall, with a very huge white stone on the roof, and a large bunch of corn hanging from the eaves outside.

"Xia Yuanyang, can your grandpa understand Chinese?" I asked worriedly, a little afraid that Xia Yuanyang's grandfather is the kind of old-fashioned one who can only speak Qiang language, and communication like that might be much more troublesome.

Xia Yuanyang smiled and said, "Don't worry, my grandfather used to go to school outside, but only later returned to the village to accept the inheritance of the old Shibi and become the Shibi of this generation."

Xia Yuanyang asked us to wait outside the stone house, and then he entered the house, saying that he wanted to have a few words with his grandfather first.

Li Xiaohui and I stood outside the stone house and looked at the surrounding environment. After a while, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the stone house.

Li Xiaohui and I hurriedly looked into the room, only to see an old man wearing a long robe and a felt hat filled with all kinds of feathers coming out. The rotten breath of the elderly.

"Are you the one who has been to Qingyi Qiang Ancestral Land?" The old man asked me as soon as he came out, his voice was strong and powerful.

I was taken aback by him, I didn't expect Xia Yuanyang's grandfather to be so burly and strong, so I hurriedly said: "Yes, hello, grandpa, I'm here this time to talk to you about Qingyi Guqiang."

The old man nodded and said to me: "The visitor is a guest, please come in with me first."

After Xia Yuanyang's grandfather finished speaking, he entered the room. Xia Yuanyang winked at Li Xiaohui and me, and we hurriedly followed in.

The light in the room was much dimmer than the outside, and I could smell a strong medicinal herb smell as soon as I entered, which made me feel a little unaccustomed to it, and Li Xiaohui next to me was coughing and coughing.

I hurriedly turned my head and said to Li Xiaohui: "Xiaohui, let me talk to this grandpa, if you are not used to this smell, go out and wait for me first, it will be over soon."

Li Xiaohui looked at me with some embarrassment, then nodded, probably she really couldn't bear the smell of herbs, and said: "Well, I'll wait for you outside, hurry up."

I watched Li Xiaohui's voice when she went out, and felt a lot more relaxed. There are some things I don't want this innocent little girl in front of me to know too much, because that would not be good for her.

"Sit down, let me introduce myself first. According to my name when you were studying outside, my name is Xia Lei, and I am Shibi of this Qiang village. As for what Shibi is, I believe Yuanyang has told you about it." The Qiang old man pointed to a small leather stool next to me, motioned for me to sit down, and then gave me an introduction.

I nodded and said to Xia Lei, "Grandpa Xia, hello."

Xia Lei waved his hand, then turned his head suddenly and said to Xia Yuanyang: "Yuanyang, you go out and accompany that little girl first, the road in this village is complicated, don't let her get lost. I will talk to this little brother. "

Xia Yuanyang nodded, stood up from the stool and walked outside, but when he passed me, he whispered to me: "My grandpa has a bad temper, so be careful what you say."

I nodded my head subtly, thinking to myself that Xia Yuanyang has said this to us twice, it seems that the old man in front of me is not someone to be taken lightly.

"Tell me, what is your purpose for coming here?" Xia Lei looked at me and said lightly, his face was calm and calm, without any depth.

I was taken aback. I thought he would be impatient to ask me about the white coffin. After all, based on Xia Yuanyang’s previous performance, I could guess that the white coffin should be very important among the Qiang people. The old man in front of me was beyond my expectation, he didn't show any anxiety at all, instead he pre-emptively asked my purpose, it seemed that it was really ginger or old spicy.

I thought about it in my heart, and then said: "My ancestor has a great relationship with your Qingyi Qiang. He went to your ancestral land of Qingyi Qiang 300 years ago, and he found a white coffin inside. Then, He opened the white coffin with his hands..."

"what!"

Before I could finish speaking, Xia Lei, who had been as stable as Mount Tai, couldn't calm down anymore. He stood up from the stool suddenly, his face was horrified, his eyes bulged out, and he said to me in a trembling voice:
"You mean, the coffin was opened?"

(End of this chapter)