Chapter 1168 Another ancient warlocks clay pot with human head
In the darkness, Jin An squinted his eyes, kept his body still, and concentrated on looking at the world behind the darkness.
As Tong Kong focused, Jin An gradually saw some outlines.
There seems to be a large space outside the Bagua stone plate, and there seems to be something shadowy and prostrate on the ground.
Those shadowy objects were just like him, motionless, and there were not a few in them.
The dark world at this time was eerily quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
If Jin An possessed a living person and could hear his own heartbeat in the dark, of course Liu Guang would have been dead long ago and his body would have gone cold.
After waiting quietly for a while, and seeing that there was no danger around him, Jin An walked out of the Bagua Stone Plate according to the view of Mo Lake and groped on a cliff. Soon his eyes were filled with joy and he touched something.
Sure enough, the thing I saw vaguely just now was a torch.
Liu Guang had a fire seal on his body. Jin An took out the fire seal and lit the torch. The faint fire glow emitted a dim light, barely illuminating an area of his body.
He finally saw clearly what the things crawling on the ground were. They were dead people with sacks tightly wrapped around them. The outline of their bodies was clearly visible. Their hands were tied behind their backs. They knelt down with their legs together and pressed their upper bodies against the ground, making a gesture of facing towards the ground.
The strange posture of prostrate worship on the Eight Diagrams Stone Plate.
Perhaps because of the decomposition of the corpse and the overflow of corpse water, the linen bag was soaked and turned black. You can clearly see that there is a layer of black oil hanging on it, and it has long lost its original color.
Moreover, all the heads of these dead people were missing, their heads were neatly broken, and they died of beheading and sacrifice.
Jin An held up a torch and roughly counted the headless dead people with strange postures. There were probably hundreds of them, kneeling in a semi-fan shape toward the Bagua Stone Plate to worship.
Behind the Bagua stone plate is a stone wall.
Logically speaking, these people were sacrificed and beheaded here, and their heads would not be far away. Jin An searched nearby for a while, and he actually found something.
He found a hidden pit in the corner. There was a lot of rancid black mud deposited in the pit. He could also see many bones, including those of cattle and sheep. In addition, there were many pottery pots.
Looking at the rancid black mud, Jin An had a bad premonition, but he still chose to jump into the pit, inserted the torch in his hand into the black mud, and dug out one of the clay pots from the black mud.
The black mud was very smelly, but fortunately, Liu Guang, who was possessed by Jin An, was dead and could hold his breath, so it had little impact on him.
The clay jar was sealed. Jin An picked up the clay jar and shook it. There was a dull sound inside, like liquid sloshing?
"Could it be wine?"
"Food production was low before the Warring States Period, but I have indeed heard of people using wine pulp as burial or sacrificial offerings. It is not uncommon to find wine jars that have been sealed for thousands of years from ancient tombs."
He pulled out a sharp dagger from his leggings and pried along the edge of the seal. He found that the clay pot was quite tightly sealed, which made Jin An even more interested.
The sealing conditions of the ancients were limited. The only things that could remain incorruptible for thousands of years were sticky rice and adhesives made from egg whites. These required a very high cost. This allowed people in the past to maintain a seal that would remain incorruptible for thousands of years at any cost. Moreover, there were
The sound of the liquid shaking must be the unique wine of that era.
It took some effort to finally pry it open. Jin An stared at the mouth of the bottle, and he happened to meet two dead eyes.
There was no wine in the clay pot. It was clearly a dead head soaked in the special liquid of Hei Bu Le Qiu. It was magically incorruptible for thousands of years. The black hair, white eyes, nose and other facial features were all intact.
It's just a little swollen after being soaked for a long time.
Fortunately, I met Jin An. He was used to seeing dead people, he was brave and not afraid of these things. Although he was a little surprised at first, he didn't throw the clay pot out in surprise.
Well, he is now possessed by a dead person, so when a dead person sees a dead person, it is like a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman, and when his eyes meet, he is moved.
The mouth of the clay jar is so small that a human head cannot fit in. Ordinary people may not be able to understand how the complete head is put in, but Jin An can see the way at a glance, because he has seen similar things in the cave of the ancient warlock in the underworld.
clay pot with human head.
Although slavery was abolished in this land very early, some small countries still retained slavery during the Warring States Period. It was not until the Qin and Han Dynasties that unified the world that slavery was completely eliminated. This kind of clay pot with human heads was a popular and special product of that special era.
The offspring born to slaves are also slaves. Usually, when the little slave is very young, his head is stuffed in a clay pot and he is raised. This slave does not have to do any work. He only needs to be responsible for eating, drinking and sleeping every day, or he only needs to take panacea every day. He is raised fat and white.
Fat means a person who is pure from soul to body. After being raised to adulthood, cutting off the head with a knife and sealing it in a clay jar can completely preserve a pure soul and body. It is considered to be the best human sacrifice or
It is the introduction to the elixir.
The first reaction of normal people is that this way of raising slaves is so cruel, but the biggest irony is that this kind of slaves have the longest life span, and do not require high-intensity labor. They only need to eat, drink and sleep every day. It is precisely the slaves who
You have to fight for your head.
You can say they are ignorant, you can say they are numb, you can say they are like ostriches burying their heads in self-destruction, but it is undeniable that this was also a way of survival in that era.
This is the tomb of a general of the Warring States Period. Jin An was not surprised to find a clay jar with a human head here. This cruel sacrificial method was only popular in the Warring States Period for a period of time.
"Could it be that the tomb of the General of the Warring States Period is fake and that the place where ancient sorcerers retreated to refine alchemy is real? The Tomb of the General is just a cover-up to deceive others?" This conjecture is what surprised Jin An.
"Is he hiding in the cemetery to make alchemy? Is he a shady evil magician?"
Jin An pondered for a moment, and then he dug out more than a dozen clay jars and pried them open one by one with a dagger. He found that not all of the clay jars were human heads, but there were also bronze vessels, rotting seeds, bronze knives, coins, etc.
They make clay pots, but they are mainly clay pots with human heads.
"There are so many sacrificial objects. Could it be that I made a mistake in my preconceptions. These human-headed clay pots are not medicinal primers for alchemy, but are really burial sacrifices arranged by the owner of the tomb?"
Without opening all these clay pots and looking through them, Jin An always felt that he could not satisfy his curiosity, so he simply spent more effort, stepping on the rancid black mud, digging out all the clay pots in the pits, and found a total of
One hundred and eight clay pots with human heads, all soaked in mysterious black liquid, with eyes wide open, have remained incorruptible for thousands of years.