Jiang Yang nodded: "There was a road that was opened before. Although it is now covered by vines and weeds, that road is much easier to walk than here. It seems that the road is built with stone slabs, which are five or six meters wide!"
"No!" If Ding Li hadn't known that Jiang Yang had always been an honest boy, he would have thought he was bragging. Who would have nothing to do to build a road out of such a remote mountain?
Wang Yajun was also very confused, but he suddenly saw a horn protruding from Jiang Yang's arms, and asked strangely: "What is this?"
Jiang Yang took out a black horn from his arms that looked round and smooth, not like a horn but like ivory. Ding Li recognized it at a glance. This was Jiang Yang's magic weapon to deal with zombies that night.
It is said that corpse driving originated in western Hunan, and is most popular in the four places of Yuanling, Luxi, Chenxi and Xupu. Corpse driving is a folk custom of the Miao people in western Hunan. It belongs to the shaman culture and is also said to be related to Zhu Youke. It was introduced in the Qing Dynasty
There are widely circulated rumors about "corpse chasers" in western Hunan, that is, corpse chasers use "secret techniques" to bring the corpses of people who died in foreign lands back to their hometowns and let them bury them in peace.
There is also a theory that the zombie was originally Apu (Miao: father-in-law), the ancestor of the Miao people. Chiyou led his troops to fight against the enemy by the Yellow River until corpses were everywhere and blood flowed into the river. After the battle, they wanted to retreat to the rear.
After all the wounded soldiers were carried away, Apuchiyou ordered Apu's military advisor to send the brothers who died in the battle back to their hometown. So Apu's military advisor dressed up as Apuchiyou, stood among the corpses of the brothers who died in the battle, and silently recited a mantra.
, after praying to the gods, all the corpses originally lying on the ground stood up and walked southward in an orderly manner behind the "talisman" held high by Apuchiyou. This was the earliest version of corpse driving.
Therefore, Ding Li was not surprised at all about the function of Jiang Yang's horn. He just saw that his horn looked extraordinary, and he could tell at a glance that it was not ordinary.
"This is passed down from my family. My ancestor was a chieftain!" Jiang Yang said lovingly while touching the horn.
Ding Li joked: "Perhaps you are still an authentic descendant of Emperor Yan. Don't the Miao people say they are descendants of Emperor Yan? And Emperor Yan's surname is Jiang."
Jiang Yang blushed a little, but he didn't deny it: "Our Jiang family has always regarded Emperor Yan as our ancestor!"
Ding Li yelled and joked: "Oh, I didn't expect that after meeting the great man today!"
Huang Yue on a nearby tree scolded: "You unlearned fellows, your surname Ding is also derived from the surname Jiang. According to "Tongzhi·Clan Brief" it says: Emperor Yan Shennong is the son of Shaodian, because he lives in
He was on the shore of Jiangshui River, so he took Jiang as his surname.
The descendants of the Jiang surname passed through the Xia and Shang dynasties. In the Zhou Dynasty, there was a Jiang surnamed Lu Shang, commonly known as Jiang Taigong. He served as Zhou Taishi in the early years of the Western Zhou Dynasty. Because he assisted King Wu in destroying the Shang Dynasty, he was granted the title of Qi (now northern Shandong Province). His son's name
During the reign of King Cheng of Zhou Dynasty, he was an important minister of the imperial court and the minister of Gu Ming of King Kang of Zhou Dynasty. After his death, he was given the posthumous title of Ding Gongji of Qi. His descendants took the posthumous name as their surname Ji and called him Ding, and respected Ding Gongji as Ding.
The surname is the ancestor.
Ding Li was startled: "Then my ancestor is Jiang Taigong?" Then he said to Jiang Yang: "It seems that we were a family five thousand years ago!"
After all, Huang Yue was old, and he was already tired after struggling for a long time. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and just shook his head. The five thousand years of Chinese civilization have almost been forgotten by today's young people. Especially in mainland China, few people remember their own.
Regarding the origins of their ancestors, on the contrary, although those overseas Chinese have left the land where their ancestors lived, their genealogical surnames are still well preserved.
Wang Yajun also laughed: "Our surname Wang comes from the surname Ji. After King Wen of Zhou, he took the royal title as his surname. After Bi Gonggao, the fifteenth son of King Wen of Zhou, he was originally from the royal family, so he took the surname Wang. Ji's surname is Huangdi
Descendants of the Yellow Emperor. So we Chinese all claim to be descendants of the Yan and Huang emperors, because our ancestors either came from the Yellow Emperor or from the Yan Emperor!"….
Ding Li made the boss blush. This was the first time he knew these things. Who knew that he had never been taught by a teacher since he was a child? Even when Ding Li asked about his family tree when he was a child, even his father couldn't explain it clearly. He just said
It used to be engraved on a stone tablet, but it was smashed during the turmoil.
Ding Li changed the subject and asked Jiang Yang. He couldn't sleep hanging on the tree anyway, so he might as well chat: "Last time I saw you blowing the horn, you seemed to be a different person. It looked like you were inviting me."
Oh my God!"
Jiang Yang said: "We, the Miao family, do not believe in gods, but believe in our ancestors. This horn contains the heroic spirits of our ancestors, and as long as it is blown, the spirits can be summoned. In each generation, only the chieftain's family can blow this horn!" Words
Quite proud of each other.
Ding Li was a bit sour. When he mentioned the honor of his ancestors, even an honest boy like Jiang Yang started to feel proud. It was a pity that Ding Li didn't even know who his ancestors were.
Huang Yue suddenly interjected: "Whether you invite gods or heroic spirits, they are all evil things. They are very harmful to the body. It is best not to invite them if it is not necessary!"
Jiang Yang nodded broadly: "Well, my mother told me that even if we invite our ancestors, they will drink a big pot of chicken soup to replenish their health."
Ding Li thought about it and thought that the chicken soup was really tonic, more powerful than the medicine he prepared. He didn't know if that unscrupulous guy like Principal Hu had used fake ginseng to deceive him.
Jiang Yang said: "This chicken is different. Only the local chickens here are very nutritious. The chickens here in western Hunan are said to be phoenixes, and they eat not food, but a kind of insect on the mountain. Only this kind
Only chicken soup is nourishing!"
After chatting like this all night, I don't know when the sky slowly started to light up. When the sun rose, the miasma dissipated.
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Huang Lang couldn't sleep while lying on the soft bed. He hadn't closed his eyes for several days. Although he was terribly sleepy, he was afraid that he would have that dream again as soon as he fell asleep.
This was not because he was worried, but because he had a strong premonition that he would definitely have that dream about that person in a few nights. Huang Lang had already had a strong premonition ever since he heard Yang Zhengjie talk about that incident.
There are many books about gods and ghosts in his room, such as "Unsolved Mysteries of the World", "Interpretation of Dreams", "Diamond Sutra", and even a complete set of "Tao Zang". But Huang Lang still has no idea about these.
He kept a respectful distance and did not want to deal with these things.
He began to miss Chen Yan. If Chen Yan was around, he probably wouldn't be so irritable and fearful. He wanted to get up and call Chen Yan, but the doorbell rang.
Huang Lang cursed and went to open the door. Who else would come to him at this time? The door opened, and a thick fog poured into the room, rolling and slowly turning into a person.