It was a temple full of strong shamanistic colors. The style was ancient and a bit strange. Perhaps it was earlier than Chen Zhi thought that shamanic religion had appeared. It was full of primitive flavor.
Shamanism is a primitive religion commonly believed by ancient nomadic peoples in northern China. It originated from the prosperous period of primitive matrilineal clan society. In ancient times, northern nations or tribes such as Sushen, Wuji, Mohe, Jurchen, Xiongnu, and Khitan all believed in it.
Shamanism, they advocate nature, live in no fixed place, and make the grassland their home. The temple in front of you looks rough and bold in appearance, in a semicircular shape, like a big tent.
There is a huge animal skull placed on the top of the temple. The animal head looks like a bison head, but it is much larger. The head is tied with ribbons and studded with colorful gems. The ceiling of the temple is covered with
Although the colorful felts and large pieces of animal skin could not be seen clearly in the dark, they seemed to be covered with thick gold foil, and strings of pearls hung down like curtains, swaying in the wind.
"Damn it, you are such a fucking tycoon! I finally understand that everyone in this village is a nouveau riche! No wonder they let the mutants cause trouble, they love to show off their wealth and die quickly...",
Fat Wei, who was standing next to him, was also looking forward with a telescope, muttering in his mouth.
At this time, I heard Chen Zhi say softly,
"You all stay here and be careful not to make any noise. Fat Wei and I will go in and take a look...",
After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he looked at Ji Ying,
"You stay here and protect everyone."
After hearing Chen Zhi's order, Ji Ying was a little worried, but she still lowered her head and agreed,
"yes".
After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he patted Fat Wei next to him. The two of them handed their heavy weights to others, jumped onto the ground of the square with only their knives, and then ran quickly towards the temple together.
As they ran on the square, the Kunlun jade floor tiles on the ground began to jingle, as sweetly as a series of music boards. The two of them walked very fast, and they were running in a short time.
Arrive in front of the temple gate.
As soon as he arrived in front of the temple, a strong smell of agarwood rushed towards him. The incense in the temple was very strong and very old. The strong agarwood scent made people dizzy. Chen Zhi noticed that this aroma
There's also a little bit of that aroma that's similar to the incense of divine bones mixed in. It's light, but still very impetuous.
With the naked eye, the appearance of this temple could no longer be seen clearly in the darkness, but under Chen Zhi and Pang Wei's searchlights, they saw colorful curtains floating in front of the temple gate, with bright red colors on them.
Jurchen mantras are written on it, and pure gold bells are tied, tinkling in the wind.
The door of the temple was ajar, as if someone had just entered, but it was pitch black and nothing could be seen inside, giving people a sense of unknown fear.
"Let's go!",
Chen Zhi lowered his voice and said to Fat Wei. The two of them walked in tandem and quickly got into the door. The two of them had been working together for so long and were already very familiar with each other, so they didn't need too many words.
The internal structure of this temple is very strange, with one floor connected to the next, and one room within a room, just like a large multi-story suite.
Chen Zhi and Pang Wei used searchlights to shine throughout the temple. There were many tall wooden shelves and sacrificial supplies, and extremely ancient shamanic instruments were placed everywhere.
Shamanism is a primitive polytheistic religion. They advocate obtaining power from nature, such as wind, rain, thunder, lightning, etc., which are all objects of worship.
Shamans like to hold grand and glorious god worship ceremonies to express their worship to the gods, and use dance to communicate with the gods. For example, the current folk dance of the gods is a continuation of the original shamanistic dance of the gods.
The magical tools used by shamans are diverse and very sacred, such as magic tables, waist bells, bronze mirrors, drums, drum whips, etc., which are all sacred and inviolable artifacts. In Chinese history, the Manchu people’s attitude toward shamanism
The worship has never ended, but because the Manchu magical artifacts are religious items, they are usually only handed down and collected by shamans. But in modern times, it is difficult to see real shamanic magical artifacts, and all that can be seen are those designed to deceive.
Pretending to be a ghost for money.
The shamanic instruments placed in this temple are all rare treasures in the world. Chen Zhi shined a light on several of the instruments and saw that these instruments were all engraved with the images of gods using micro-carving techniques.
The pattern, especially on a palm-sized drum, is also carved with a colorful dance picture of the gods. There are probably thousands of figures carved into it. It is extremely small and the craftsmanship of its micro-carving is amazing.
It's breathtaking. All these magical instruments, whether in terms of artistic or academic value, are treasures that are hard to change.
In some rooms, there are also hanging ceremonial dresses filled with multi-colored feathers, and exaggerated shaman masks hanging on them. It seems to be a special place for placing costumes for worshiping gods.
They walked along one suite after another, being extremely cautious and making little noise along the way.
Every room here is basically the same size, and all daily necessities are handmade and extremely exquisite. Some rooms even have half-eaten meals on the table. It seems that when an accident occurs in this village, everyone is completely
There was no precaution, including the priests in this temple.
In this way, they walked all the way through the room and entered the center of the temple, which was a smoke-filled rotunda.
The hall is very large, with incense burners hanging everywhere, and the strong aroma is still wafting out, filling the hall.
Chen Zhi and Pang Wei shined searchlights everywhere and discovered that the hall was a temple. In the middle of the hall was a statue of the mountain god Chaoha Zhan. The statue was extremely tall and mighty. It was made of pure gold and covered with jewelry. It looked like
Brilliant.
There are three goddess statues at the foot of the mountain god statue. The goddess statues are smaller than the mountain god, but they are also covered in gold and silver. There is a tablet in front of each statue, with the name of each god and sacrificial words written in Jurchen script.
, and the goddess named Foculun sits at the front of all the goddesses, with the highest position. Her whole body is white, and she is carved with simulation techniques, and her face is lifelike.
Next to the statue of the goddess Foculun, there is a simulated stone statue of an old man, the same size as a real person, sitting there as if asleep.
This old man has a kind face and a simple and friendly face. He is wearing the clothes of the ancients and an official hat. He is far away from the huge statue next to him. He seems to be a statue of an ordinary human being. There is also a spiritual tablet in front of the stone statue.
.
"It seems that this old man has a very high status here, since he can be enshrined in the temple like other gods."
Chen Zhi said softly, and he and Fat Wei walked up to the stone statue, picked up the spiritual tablet on it, and shined it with a searchlight. They saw two lines of small regular script sealed with gold written on the spiritual tablet. Different from other spiritual tablets, this one
The spiritual tablet turned out to be in Chinese.
The text content is:
[The spiritual place of foster father Tang Zude]
The signature is:
[Unfilial Son, Purjijitai. Tanggen Festival]
"Puljijitai. Tangen? This name...,"
Chen Zhi silently recited the name repeatedly, his heart moved, and he turned to look at Fat Wei,
"Could it be... that it's Genwa?"
Mentioning Genwa, Chen Zhi couldn't help but think of the legend Ning Bin told about the Tang family's ancestor adopting the adopted son of the mountain.