In order to avoid alerting the enemy, the four people closed the wooden door after entering and groped inside little by little by the light of their mobile phones.
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"Huh...why is it so cold?" Yan Wei shuddered subconsciously.
"This is the result of too strong Yin Qi. Be careful."
Even though there were lights, the surroundings were still too dark, even dark and a bit abnormal.
In my ears, there were still sounds like dripping water, and the wet and slippery stone stairs were almost endless in the dark.
Suddenly, Chen Tao, who was walking in the front, stepped on the ground.
"Fuck!"
In the midst of exclaiming, the three people behind them subconsciously tried to catch them, but they all missed, and they themselves also missed the mark.
"Bang!"
The first one to land was Chen Tao.
"Cough cough cough cough! I'll choke you!" Chen Tao just wanted to get up, but Kong Sang, Liu Zhengye, and Yan Wei fell down one after another.
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One was hit on the back, one was hit on the head, and one was hit on the leg.
"..."
"Damn it, Chen Tao, you're not dead!"
"You...if you don't come down, ahem...you're really going to die..."
The group helped Chen Tao up in embarrassment, and the latter wiped the dirt from his face with resentment.
"Unexpectedly, the so-called stone altar turns out to be underground."
Looking at the hole two to three meters above their heads and the hanging hemp rope, the four of them were speechless for a moment.
"It's a lot brighter here."
"There are oil lamps on the surrounding stone walls. It seems that people should come here regularly."
"Then we have to hurry up." Yan Wei pointed to the dozens of pieces of cloth hanging down from above: "What are these?"
Kong Sang stepped forward and looked at it for a while: "These are printed cloths, which are a printing and dyeing technique spread from western Hunan. Looking at the patterns printed on them, they should be flowers in full moon, phoenixes wearing peonies, and magpies making plum blossoms. They are common in western Hunan. The pattern is just slightly different."
"Why is it different?"
"How should I put it, there is a sense of disharmony. After all, I am not an expert in printing and dyeing, so I can't tell, but judging from the photos displayed in the school library, there are some differences."
"There seems to be no exit here. Either there is a mechanism, or it's all here. Kongsang, you go to the middle and take a look. The three of us will look for any mechanism nearby."
"good."
Kongsang passed back and forth between the cloths, and bursts of silver bells made pleasant echoes as the cloths swayed.
In the center of the stone altar is a piece of printed and dyed cloth whose length and width are several times wider than those around it.
"Is this pattern a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix?" Kong Sang pondered in a slightly uncertain tone.
His major in college was also related to these folk customs. He knew that in such a humid environment, it was almost impossible to ensure the color of these cloths.
And some of the weird details on those patterns also made Kong Sang a little confused.
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"This is definitely not a phoenix, but if it wasn't a phoenix, how could there be a picture of a hundred birds?"
After thinking about it, Kong Sang looked around, only to find that there were many strange stones around.
These stones are square and obviously polished by hand.
"One, two, three... a total of thirty-six. "Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs"?" Before Kong Sang could figure out the doubts, Yan Wei exclaimed from behind.
"Come and see here!"
I saw some strange pictures carved on a small piece of the huge stone wall in front of me.
It was a woman, wearing a long flowing skirt, but her hair was unkempt and her face was full of fangs.
Around the woman's feet, there are many patterns that look like burning flames, extending all the way, accompanied by the dried and cracked earth.
In the firelight, there were many characters who seemed to be ordinary people. They were kneeling on the ground one after another. Each kneeling position was a bit strange, but they surrounded the woman in the center.
It seems that everyone is making a pilgrimage. But if you look closely, the faces of those kneeling down are full of fearful and twisted expressions.
The whole picture gives off a strange and ominous feeling!
"You guys are taking a look to see if there are any more patterns like this around."
With that said, the four of them began to search on their own, and finally they found four murals, located in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest. The contents of the paintings were exactly the same.
Faintly, Kong Sang felt strong uneasiness in his heart.
Suddenly, he thought of the square stone in the middle of the stone altar. Kong Sang compared it again and again, and his heart trembled:
"Look quickly, are the positions of these kneeling people consistent with the square stones in the center of the stone altar?"
The three people quickly compared and observed again and again, they were surprised to find that the positions were exactly the same!
"one two three......"
Kong Sang began to count the number of people kneeling on the stone wall.
When he counted the last person lying on the ground, Kong Sang took a breath: "There are also thirty-six people?!"
"What happened to this number?"
"Mr. Yang killed thirty people outside. Wumeng died, thirty-one. If we include the village chief, the clan chief and the clan chief's son, that's thirty-four. The number doesn't match up. Am I wrong?"
After Kongsang thought about it, he suddenly asked: "Zhengye, Chen Tao, are the Wumeng family the same person?"
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, their expressions turned ugly.
"No, although Wumeng died on the spot, we secretly noticed that there were three pillows in two rooms and two beds!"
"So, that's right! It's just that only Wumeng's body was found!"
Kong Sang's mind was racing, and he felt like he had caught something, but it was blurry, as if it was shrouded in a shadow.
"Wait a minute, I'll make a call." With that said, Kong Sang dialed Boss Zheng's number.
"Hello? Xiaokong-san."
"Boss, you are very knowledgeable. I have something to ask you..."
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After Kong Sang informed Boss Zheng of the observation, his tone became more serious than ever before.
"Kong Sang, look around yourself and see if there is anything that represents the number seventy-two."
"Seventy-two?"
The group of four people began to observe carefully, and the first thing that caught their eyes was the oil lamps.
"One, two, three...sixty-five, sixty-six..."
He counted them one by one. When the last one was counted, Kongsang broke out in a cold sweat: "There are seventy-two oil lamps!"
"Zhoutianxingdou!" Boss Zheng said in a deep voice: "This is the method of bringing back the dead in the "Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Techniques" spread by Taoism!"
"What?!"
As soon as these words came out, the four of them exclaimed.
"Could it be that Mr. Yang wants to resurrect Xiao Lin in this way? Is Xiao Lin really dead?!"
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"Now is not the time to worry about Xiao Lin." Boss Zheng said:
"This is a heretical evil method that distorts the resurrection of the dead. Carefully compare the surrounding area with the pattern on the canvas. If I am right, there should be a god, a ghost, and a vicious one on the stone altar. This is.
.....Human...Sacrifice..."
The mobile phone signal was suddenly affected. Before Boss Zheng could finish speaking, the phone was disconnected. The four of them opened it and saw that there was no signal at all on their mobile phones.
"The boss said, one god, one ghost, and one evil?"
Kong Sang murmured to himself, seeming to have thought of something, and quickly dragged the three of them to the piece of dyed cloth in the middle of the stone altar!
"I understand. I originally thought this was a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, but now it seems that this is not a phoenix at all, but Bifang!"
"Bifang!" Everyone obviously knew this name.
""The Classic of Mountains and Seas" records that Bi Fang is a kind of evil bird. And in "Tokyo Fu" it is said that 'the old father god is like a bird, with two legs and one wing. He often carries fire and causes strange disasters in people's houses.' In other words, Bi Fang is a kind of evil bird."
Wherever it goes, the sky will be burned with fire. This corresponds to a bad thing!"
Kong Sang pointed to the previous stone wall again: "On that stone wall, there are women with disheveled hair and dirty faces, and the surroundings are burning like fire. If it corresponds to myths and legends, only one of them meets the conditions!"
Chen Tao subconsciously said: "Could it be Han Bao!"
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"It's Hanba! The myth and legend of Hanba is extended from Hanba, the daughter of the Yellow Emperor. Later, there was a saying of Chidi Qianli. The image also changed from a goddess to a ghost. Finally, it became synonymous with high-level corpses! This is
A ghost!"
"And this is Xiangxi. In the local myths and legends of Xiangxi, there is a fire god named Huotang God! He is the person who brought fire to the Xiangxi ethnic group! Therefore, he is also regarded as the ancestral god by the Xiangxi ethnic group! It is similar to the legend of the Suiren clan of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
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"But, what does this have to do with it?"
"Most of the sacrificial places in western Hunan are dedicated to ancestors and their local gods. So, this is probably the earliest place where villages worship the fire pond god! This corresponds to one god!"
"Wait a minute, I'm confused! It's Bi Fang, Han Bao, and Fire Pond God. What does this mean?"
Kong Sang looked at Chen Tao: "The power of human sacrifice, the power of converting faith in God, and then absorbing the Yin Qi and evil spirits around! This makes complete sense!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone's expression changed.
"Impossible, even if human sacrifice, how to operate this power, this is not..."
Chen Tao didn't finish speaking, but he seemed to have thought of something and looked at Liu Zhengye suddenly.
Kong Sang said in a deep voice: "True karma, the main source of strength in the Catholic Church, is faith."
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Liu Zhengye nodded: "We exorcists exorcise demons through the power of faith. The power of faith is a commonly used method in the West. However, its biggest role is to communicate with the religious gods we believe in, not to bring the dead back to life.
ah."
"Yes, but what if the other party did not come back to life, but used the power of sacrifice to become a living dead?" Kong Sang said quietly: "The position at the center of the Thirty-Six Tiangang will be replaced by the fierce Bi Fang."
"The power of faith is replaced by the village's long-term sacrifices to the gods."
"The required Yin energy and sacrifices will be replaced by the villagers killed by Yang Yu."
"The seventy-two oil lamps are then supplemented, corresponding to the seventy-two Earthly Evils. The Earthly Evil Position converts the aura of the Tiangang Position into evil spirit. Such a huge evil spirit is then combined with the Yin Qi. After entering the body, not to mention the living dead, even high-level demons
The corpse is probably formed in an instant!"
"In other words, the Bi Fang is the formation eye, the four directions drought demon pattern is the formation base, the human sacrifice is the material, and the entire conversion method is probably complete!"
Every time Kong Sang said something, everyone's faces turned uglier. Finally:
"Yang Yu knew that his deeds and methods could not resurrect Xiao Lin, so fortunately he resurrected Xiao Lin as a conscious living dead! This can also save the love between the two of them!"
"This, this is so crazy!"
"No, if that's the case, Yang Yu is on the last step! Once the corpse comes out, the ground will be thousands of miles away, that's no joke!"
"What if we directly destroy the layout here?"
"No, if this place is really arranged by Yang Yu, then Xiao Lin's body must be hidden here. Because it has been nourished by the yin energy here, the success rate is higher. If we destroy the arrangement now, Xiao Lin's body will be dead in advance.
Change, we may not be able to deal with it!"
"The safe way is for us to go back quickly, as long as we don't sacrifice enough people, that's all!"
The four of them did not dare to stay any longer. After quickly taking photos, they climbed up along the hemp rope.
And just after the four people left, a faint, silvery bell-like laughter came from the huge stone altar cave.
Under the square dyed cloth, a slender figure loomed, dressed in red, with a smile full of sorrow and resentment at the corner of his mouth.
Returning to the top of the stone altar, as soon as he opened the door, he saw that the clan leader and others had already surrounded the place.
Everyone looks bad!
"You outsiders, how dare you break into our altar at will! No one can enter this place except me!"
"Get out!"
"You are not welcome here!"
For a time, people who didn't understand the truth started roaring angrily.
Kong Sang looked at the gloomy patriarch and had no intention of giving in. "Yang Yu is coming to kill you."
The patriarch's eyebrows twitched: "What do you mean?"
Kong Sang sneered: "Is it fun to pretend to be stupid? The place is surrounded by water, but you didn't come down. Don't you just dare not?"
"You knew there must be something bad inside the stone altar, but you weren't sure. So when you found out that we might have gone down, you simply waited outside."
"However, you want to force us to tell the whole story. Patriarch, you are overestimating your capabilities!"
The patriarch's face was as gloomy as black ink, and the village chief and the patriarch's son followed behind, their faces ashen.
When Yan Wei saw this, her whole body was ignited with flames again: "What's going on, gesticulating?"
The fire's light scorched people's eyes under the night sky, scaring the villagers even further.
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"I want to talk to you." The patriarch said solemnly.
"Of course, but there can only be three of you." Kong Sang pointed to the three clan leaders.
The clan leader nodded, and the group returned to the village ancestral hall.
After closing all the doors and windows, the patriarch said coldly: "Now, there are only a few of us. You can say it."
"Before I say anything, I want to ask a question first. How did Xiao Lin die?"
While questioning, Kong Sang quietly dialed Boss Zheng's phone number with his left hand in his pocket. Liu Zhengye, on the other hand, quietly dialed Minister Liang Sen's phone number.