Let us say that Zheng Xiu led Ruchen and walked out of Jingtang Town under the guidance of "Miansi".
Further to the southwest, there is a small hill.
Twisted and strange trees grow on the hills, and there are flocks of vultures circling in the sky, as if they are looking for food.
When Zheng Xiu saw the one with wings, he almost took out his treasure and wiped out the flock of birds in the sky.
However, vultures and ravens are from the same class and different orders in terms of biological classification. Their appearance is very different, and they can be distinguished at a glance.
At the foot of the hill, there are ancient stone low pillars connected by ropes as thick as bowls. There are also strings of weathered bone ornaments hanging below. It looks like a fence.
"What is this place?"
Ruchen scratched his head and asked curiously.
Firstly, he had amnesia, and secondly, he had never been out of Shuzhou. Such a place with local customs and customs made Ruchen curious.
Zheng Xiu was secretly disappointed but also breathed a sigh of relief.
Zheng Xiu raised his head, his eyes widened, his gaze sharpened, and murderous intent shot out.
Zheng Xiu's chest was twitching, and dark lines spread downwards.
Ruchen pointed to the sign next to him that said "No Entry" and was about to ask Brother Zheng if he didn't see it, but when he watched the macho man pull up the sign and throw it aside, he closed it suddenly
He closed his mouth and nodded secretly.
This so-called "hundred-year-old insect" from Chang An, the insect called "cotton slough" by the ancients, is actually... humanoid!
What surprised Zheng Xiu even more was that his eyes wandered and he discovered that behind each cotton thread extending out of the void, a small dot as smooth as a mirror could be vaguely seen.
While Zheng Xiu was looking for cotton wool, he heard Ruchen muttering behind him. Zheng Xiu, who originally didn't want to pay attention to it, heard Ruchen's words go too far, so he laughed and said: "The premise of setting rules and enforcing them must be a good one."
Living people, tell me, there are so many people who died here in the sky burial. Even if the rules are the same, who will become the thaumaturge in the end? It can't be a group of dead people, right?"
Several vultures screamed, foamed at the mouth, and crashed into the forest.
The eyes, ears, mouth and nose can be vaguely distinguished on the oval outline.
Zheng Xiu even found several fresh charred corpses, dead only a few days ago.
There are piles of bones, with vultures circling in the sky above.
Zheng Xiu looked at Ruchen.
Zheng Xiu looked into Ruchen's eyes.
Zheng Xiu looked at Ruchen with a strange look: "Didn't you lose your memory? How did you know?"
"There is no secret tent."
There are two copies on hand now, the picture scroll trapping Feng Bei is one, and the second one is Ruchen's head.
Suddenly, the shadow in the cocoon suddenly lay on the edge of the cocoon. As the "content" approached, an oval outline was suddenly pressed out of the cocoon.
In fact, in a place with many dead people and adjacent to constant darkness, it is indeed easy for ghosts to be born.
Zheng Xiu could only give up, step over the fence, and directly enter the mountain forest.
Once, once, once.
Zheng Xiu didn't stop, but secretly threw out [Investigation] one by one.
Ruchen was a little bored while walking, and suddenly he thought of something, and the topic returned to the previous topic.
Ruchen was silent for a moment after hearing this, but he did not agree with Zheng Xiu's statement, but shook his head in denial: "Brother Zheng's words are somewhat wrong."
The empty space was filled with bones.
Judging from the shape of the bones of the charred corpse, it should be that of a woman.
Under the spiritual vision, Zheng Xiu opened his mouth wide and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.
There is a clearing in the forest.
Just like a heartbeat, it beats rhythmically.
He didn't have time to attack these two ghosts. When another one appeared, Zheng Xiu felt that he was too busy.
Magnificent green light spots floated up and down from time to time, and the twisted and strange trees around them were all dyed with a layer of gleaming green light under spiritual vision.
He looked at the vultures circling in the sky, and after a moment of silence he replied:
"I heard that there is an ancient custom in some remote areas called 'sky burial'. The locals believe that the body is just a skin. After death, if the skin is not removed, the human soul cannot find a home and cannot be reincarnated. So they will choose
A fixed place where vultures and other carnivorous creatures can peck at corpses in order to liberate human souls and enable them to reach... what they consider to be the bliss of the afterlife."
"What's ahead?"
The results of the [Investigation] made him well aware of the surrounding environment, as if he had returned to his own home.
It can be seen from the color of the bones that some are hundreds of years old and have long since weathered, while some are recent and still have white maggots crawling on them, crawling on the bones.
If this vulture forest is the "sky burial pit" for people in Jingtang Town, it stands to reason... that the probability of ghosts appearing here is extremely high.
Ruchen's skin was numb all over, and he vaguely felt that there was something "something" in the empty space in front of him. There was a vague smell that made him uneasy. But he was not a psychic, and he could not see it as clearly as Zheng Xiu.
I could only stare wide-eyed at the distorted light and shadow in the forest. I didn't know why even the sunlight there was dimmed, it was so weird.
I saw green light spots all over the sky, densely packed, like a vast sea of stars.
"Don't come over."
【Shock】.
At this time, Zheng Xiu, who was walking in front, paused: "Found it."
In the blink of an eye, Zheng Xiu stepped into the gloomy sky burial forest, and Ruchen quickly followed.
Yes, pulsating.
Ruchen's eyes are clear and don't seem to be fake.
Zheng Xiu frowned, but his middle finger was still upright, and the "cotton silk" was still stuck to Zheng Xiu's finger and had not been broken off.
The vultures hovering in the sky noticed that a stranger had entered their territory and were about to swoop down to attack.
The reason why Zheng Xiu paused while talking was because he remembered the theory of the four-part human soul. The human soul has the "direction" part. Once the physical body disappears, it will guide them to the "eternal darkness".
The forest is littered with decaying bones.
Zheng Xiu's eyes were bright and dim.
The huge cocoon seemed to be filled with some kind of liquid, and an irregular shadow was pulsating in the cocoon.
Seeing this scene, Ruchen secretly stuck out his tongue and wondered, Brother Zheng, whether your thaumaturgy is a bit exaggerated.
The ghost is really painful and happy.
Ruchen was suddenly stunned and thought so. Originally Ruchen was just talking about it and didn't take it to heart.
"Speaking of which, the young monk is very curious whether sky burial is an established rule... The young monk means that it is a rule that can reveal the doorway."
In other words, no ghosts were formed.
"Boo~"
"Ah?" Ruchen was stunned when he heard this, and scratched his bald head in confusion: "That's right! How did the young monk know?"
"Although Buddhism in the Western Regions was driven out of China by the emperors many years ago, they still have many customs that are spread quietly. Sky burial is one of them. What Brother Zheng said above is correct, but the last sentence is the only one that the young monk disagrees with. They
They believe that the human body is just clothing, used to bear suffering. When a person dies, this clothing can be discarded at any time. The reason why they choose sky burial is to make a final 'donation'. Giving in the body is not to enter the afterlife.
, In fact, Buddhism in the Western Regions has never believed that a person can achieve bliss after death. They want to use this act of great mercy to become a Buddha immediately."
"Small dot".
It makes sense, it won't be visible this way.
Ruchen shook his head and admired Brother Zheng's courage and wit in his heart.
The cotton slough was hidden in the woods, making Zheng Xiu worried that it would become a ghost again.
The cotton thread in Zheng Xiu's hand broke.
In the center of the open space, there is a huge cocoon, hanging in the air. Countless filaments stretch out from the texture of the void and wrap around the cocoon.
The tiny dots can only allow cotton to be spit out, and nothing larger can be stretched out.
When Zheng Xiu saw this scene, his scalp was numb with shock.
Because in an instant he understood where the cotton threads came from.
It’s always dark!
Behind the cotton silk, there are only a few passages left!