What does this mean? Could it be that someone failed to survive?
Before this, I had always thought that although the poison inside could cause torture and pain, it was only prepared for special rituals and would not do much harm to the body.
But it wasn't until I heard this that I realized that this seemed to be fatal.
That's right, they are using highly poisonous poisonous insects to perform this painful ritual. No one has ever guaranteed that the poison will not cause death. Everything depends on the physical fitness and endurance of the girls who are being sacrificed.
Those sacrifices that cannot withstand the poison or the severe pain will be discarded as failures before the ceremony is completed.
It seemed to confirm my suspicion. The old man walked up to us and moved away the two fallen girls. One of them had a faint chest heaving, but his eyes were locked and his face was ashen. He must have suffered from toxic shock.
If the rescuer is rescued in time, there may be hope for survival.
But the old man had no intention of rescuing him, but instead cursed and said:
"What a waste, what a waste! I have been training you for so long, and yet you still fall behind at the critical moment!"
He cursed vaguely in his mouth, with a kind of anger that hated iron for failing to become steel, and then picked up a bright boning knife - I only saw it when I was killing pigs during the New Year in the village and cutting off the hooves and hooves to make ham.
Until someone comes up with it and puts it to use.
With his other hand, he held up a bowl of liquid that was either water or wine, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, and then slashed the woman's neck with a sharp knife!
If I could scream, the screams would have resounded throughout the cave at this time. However, the body in the memory seemed to have expected such a thing, so although it was shaking all over, it did not do anything.
Any extreme behavior.
As expected, the girl's head fell off, leaving only a scar the size of a bowl. The purple-red blood vessels and yellow-white nerves were exposed, and black-red and sticky blood gurgled out.
The old man took the head and stretched one hand through the gap in the neck. His expression was a little confused, as if he was rummaging around, trying to find something.
At this moment, I am glad that this is not in my own body, otherwise the strong smell of blood in the air would be enough to make me vomit all over the floor.
Finally, the angry expression on the old man's face softened a lot. He pulled hard with his right hand and took out a small tumor from his skull along with the sticky brain matter and blood.
I am very sure that this is not a brain. Although I have never seen a human brain, a pig brain is very different from this.
Then he picked up the boning knife from before, and this time, he made a sharp cut on his shoulder. Blood was deep in the wound, and even vague blood vessels could be seen.
He pulled open his wound with force, as if he couldn't feel the pain, and stretched the originally small and deep wound into a big hole. Then he frowned and forced the bloody tumor into himself.
shoulders.
The strange thing is that the tumor seemed to be alive. It actually got into the wound on the old man's shoulder and disappeared in a flash. It must have flowed into his body with the blood flow.
I resisted the nausea that kept pouring out of my body, and continued to watch him repeat the same trick, cutting off the head of another girl. But this time, after searching for a while, he found no results, and his expression became darker and darker.
It's getting uglier.
In the end, he found nothing, so he was so angry that he threw the corpse on the stone ground nearby without doing anything to deal with it.
The sarcoma growing in the head must not be a natural phenomenon of the human body. It is most likely caused by being bitten by various poisonous insects for a long time, so the toxicity accumulated in the body, and finally formed a sarcoma-like structure.
I remember seeing some strange stories in southern Xinjiang before. There was a strange man who liked to eat raw scorpions, centipedes and other poisonous substances. However, not only did he not get sick from the poison, he was also extremely strong and healthy, with strength and speed far beyond ordinary people.
He lived until he was one hundred and fifty years old. Until his death, he still had a rosy face, black hair, and very few wrinkles on his face. He was younger than a person in his forties or fifties.
According to the custom of the local village, the funerals of those long-lived old people who have lived past the age of eighty need to be held in the form of a heavenly ceremony. That is to choose a beautiful wilderness, the leader of the clan cuts open the head of the deceased, takes out the brain and cuts it into pieces.
The slices are distributed to the tribesmen to eat, to symbolize that the vitality of the longevity of the ancestors flows into the bodies of the descendants.
The remaining corpses are placed directly in the wild, waiting for birds of prey and wild beasts to eat them, symbolizing being born in nature and returning to nature.
So when people held a funeral for that strange man and cut open his head, they found that in addition to the brain, there was a huge sarcoma inside the skull. After removing all the surrounding flesh and blood, there was a smooth and pure black inner core.
Dan, if you accidentally touch it, you will be poisoned.
However, if you scrape a little powder from the inner elixir and mix it with appropriate herbs, it can cure all kinds of diseases and even prolong life.
This kind of thing was later called the Five Poison Elixir Cauldron, or the Body Poison Inner Elixir in ancient books. It can only be produced in the bodies of those who have long been addicted to poisons but are extremely healthy. It is an extremely precious medicinal material, and can even be said to be...
Spiritual things.
I guess that the sarcoma that fell out of the woman's head earlier was something similar to this.
The old man took out a brocade handkerchief, wiped his hands clean, and then said: "Your sister Ahong has returned to the arms of the Silkworm God first and bless you on the moon, but Ahua is too lazy at ordinary times and doesn't know
He devoted himself to serving God, so he has been abandoned."
There were gentle sobs in the cave, which seemed to make the two girls sad, but the old man quickly stopped them and asked everyone to put their right hands into the third drawer.
I noticed that this time the carvings on the hidden grid were the aphrodisiac flowers, which are a magical flower species unique to southern Xinjiang. The most common ones are red or pink. These are also varieties that can be transplanted.
But it is obvious that what is painted and engraved on this brocade box is a special kind of blue-green flower. It has a unique and mysterious symbol in various large and small sects in southern Xinjiang. It is generally considered to be the symbol of the moon and lunar.
Qi gathering, or a bridge between the human world and the underworld.
Therefore, I basically concluded that this place must be near the Yunnan-Guizhou area, maybe not far from our destination of Yunnan, because the blue and green lily flowers cannot grow in other places, so its cultural origin is limited to this place.
area.
What kind of poison would be waiting for me under such a mysterious and strange flower? I couldn't help but feel a sense of fear and uneasiness in my heart, but my right hand still reached inside uncontrollably.