"Have you not left Pomegranate Village for decades?"
These words were like a bolt from the blue, which shocked me so much that I could not calm down.
I took out a cigarette and tried to light it with a lighter, but my hands were shaking badly.
A burning dry firewood was handed to me, and I quickly borrowed the fire and lit the cigarette.
what does that mean?
This means that from Yinchuan to Guizailing and then to Kangding, the July climbing we encountered may just be a passerby.
This woman has not been out of Pomegranate Village for decades! How old is this woman?
I frowned and asked: "Uncle Ma Liang, if you haven't seen the Climbing God, how do you know it lives in Pomegranate Village??"
Uncle Ma Liang shook his head, looked at me seriously and said: "I have never seen it, but it is a fact that it is alive. The climbing god and the shaman actually have a deep connection. A long time ago, the Ma family in the Northeast just took shape. At that time,
The old shamanism led by us Ewenki people invite evil gods from all over the world. Most of them are fake and have no effect, but a small part... are real."
At this time, the eldest lady timidly asked: "Uncle, is there really such a thing in the world? This is against scientific common sense."
As the dry wood crackled, we sat around the stove. Uncle Ma Liang replied: "How many years has science been around? Science cannot explain everything, and it cannot deny everything! If you can't encounter it in this life, then
You won’t believe it! If you suddenly encounter it one day, you will be scared, hesitant, and hide in bed with your head covered, shivering.”
The eldest lady subconsciously tightened her clothes after hearing this.
Dou Yazai held a cigarette in his hand and frowned: "Yes, I saw that thing once with my own eyes when I was a child. That night my aunt suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and died in bed. My uncle was working the night shift in the steel factory. He didn't know it, but it turned out after one o'clock in the evening.
, my aunt knocked on my door and asked my dad to borrow two kilograms of eggs. At that time, my aunt’s face was as white as white paper and her lips were still purple.”
"Stop talking! I'm scared!"
The eldest lady blocked her ears and said, stop talking.
Dou Ya Zai approached the eldest lady with squinted eyes and suddenly said "Ah" in her ear! She was so scared that she screamed.
"Why did your aunt ask your dad to borrow the eggs?" I asked.
Dou Yazai scratched his head and said, "I don't know. My aunt is usually very talkative and scolds people very unpleasantly. He may have borrowed the eggs to give to ghosts on the road. I heard that ghosts like to eat boiled eggs?"
I said your aunt is quite capable. She could still get up and cook eggs after a cerebral hemorrhage.
How could I believe what Bean Sprouts said? He could scare the eldest lady.
"By the way, Uncle, you said before, is there anything that restricts Climbing God?"
"Yes, there are three things, namely the scarecrow made by shamanism, the thangka, and the stone in my hand."
I saw him taking out something wrapped in linen from his pocket. When he opened it, it was a black stone with a light blue light.
"What kind of stone is this?"
I looked closely and saw that it was really glowing, not reflected from the fire!
How to describe...?
It's like a black briquette with a blue flame burning inside.
Seeing this stone, the eldest lady immediately covered her mouth and said in surprise: "It's so beautiful!"
I have never seen such a magical stone, like soot? Sapphire? Tanzanite? Or topaz? I don’t know.
"I see!"
The eldest lady seemed to have remembered something, and she suddenly said excitedly: "This is the Lonsdale stone! I have seen one as big as a fingernail before! Oh my god! How can this one be so big!"
The eldest lady is a descendant of the Thirteenth Line in Guangzhou. There was a saying among the people that if you go to the Thirteenth Line to find things that are not in the palace, you can find them in the Thirteenth Line. So naturally she has seen many rare and rare treasures that are difficult for ordinary people to see.
I'm not bragging, I just haven't seen it before. I humbly ask the eldest lady, what is this thing?
The eldest lady's eyes were filled with excitement, and she said: "Lansdale stone is the name in China. In our country, it is called blue coal stone. In the 1920s, that is, in 1920, at the Tunguska explosion site abroad, for the first time
It was discovered and brought out by a pair of explorer sisters. The elder sister of the explorer sisters was named Lansi and the younger sister was named Dell, so this gem was named after them."
I don’t know if it’s a rumor or true, but someone did pick up this kind of stone and made a fortune by selling it.
The Tunguska explosion is an unsolved mystery, and scientists are still debating it. The cause is unknown, and more people are leaning towards the fall of a meteorite.
A few years after the explosion, someone dug up this stone in the soil at the center of the explosion. The International Gemological Association defined it as a new type of gemstone, and it is said to contain a certain amount of radioactivity.
I've never been there, but I've heard that weird things happen there.
There is a fact that everyone recognizes. After so many years after the explosion, the trees there have grown much faster than in the outside world. A tree that takes ten years to grow in the outside world can grow in that place in only three years.
At this time, Uncle Ma Liang said: "Yes, this is blue coal essence. It was given to my father by an Ewenki who belonged to the Tunguska tribe. My father later passed it on to me. This stone contains some kind of strange magnetic field.
It can help us Ewenki people start witchcraft."
"Didn't you say that the Crawling God is dead?"
"Look out, don't talk while I'm doing the witchcraft. Next, I'm going to do a bone divination."
After saying that, he stood up and opened the drawer, took out a small leather drum and hung it around his neck. Then he took out a flat wine bottle from his pocket, took a big gulp of wine, and sprayed it all on the stove.
The flames instantly shot up to over half a meter high! They almost burned me.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Uncle Ma Liang looked like he was crazy, beating the leather drum. He walked like a drunken man, with long steps. He kept circling the stove and dancing, shouting like a woman, "Eh... Yeah! Eh...
..ah....."
Douyazai came close to me and laughed softly: "Fengzi, does this look like dancing in a bar?"
Just after Douyazai smiled and said that, he pinched his nose, and he had a nosebleed.
"Don't talk nonsense. Are you looking for death?"
I signaled Dou Sprouts to shut up immediately.
Uncle Ma Liang continued to dance.
Jumping and dancing, accompanied by intensive drumming, he threw a pig's shoulder blade into the fire, murmuring some obscure short sentences quickly, then he held his knees with both hands, bent slightly, and kept throwing it
Head, the action looks funny at first glance.
But, as I watched... I felt my eyes were numb and my chest was so tight that I couldn't breathe.
Uncle Ma Liang's eyes were blurry and he was shaking his head desperately. There seemed to be a long-haired black shadow woman behind him.
This dark shadow was also shaking its head desperately! It was almost the same rhythm as Uncle Ma Liang's drum beat, which was extremely terrifying.
"boom!"
Finally, he slapped his butt hard and stopped.
Uncle Ma Liang used tongs to take the pork bones out of the stove, then found a complete piece of wind-chilled birch bark, and directly covered the hot pork bones with the birch bark.
The birch bark was hot and smoking.
After a few seconds, the outline of a human face slowly appeared on the bark of the tree.
There are no facial features, and the gender cannot be distinguished, but the hot stamping does look like a human face.
"This...is this a climbing god?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes, look carefully."
He took off the birch bark, scooped a ladle of water from the water tank, and poured it all on the pig bones. A large amount of white steam drifted away, and almost at the same time, vertical lines visible to the naked eye appeared on the bones.
Uncle Ma Liang said with a dark face: "Old Shaman bone divination, horizontal lines represent peace and good luck, vertical lines represent disaster and death. The more cracked horizontal lines, the more people will die. Count these.
How many ways."
I took a look and shook my head: "I can't count them, there are too many."
"After decades of calm, what is supposed to come is still coming. Since you are involved, you have an obligation to help me. Maybe it's not too late now."
"How can I help?" I asked quickly.
He said: "The person who guards the ancestral hall in Shiliu Village is an old man with a birthmark on his face. If you tell him, just say that the shaman's scarecrow is no longer useful and ask him to take good care of the big thangka, at least until the end of this year."
, I can’t deal with it, I’m going to ask my father and ask him to come up with a solution.”
"Ah?" Douyazai said, didn't your father pass away?
"Who said you can't ask questions after you die?"
When Dou Sprout came to his mouth, he choked back.
I quickly said: "Uncle Ma Liang, you don't know yet? The big thang card in Pomegranate Village has been lost a long time ago."
"What!"
"How can it be!"
"When did you lose it?"
Veins popped out on his forehead as he almost shouted these words.
I quickly said: "We had just arrived in Kangding at that time! The thangka was lost! The quilt beads... were stolen by a few thieves!"
