Sure enough, this woman will not let her go even after getting the holy medicine! Qu Le snorted angrily: "I thank your whole family!"
"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!" Lan Ling pushed her again.
It was so dark in the cave that they couldn't see anything clearly. None of them noticed that there was a step in front of them. Qu Le stepped out and accidentally stepped on the air. She fell to the ground with a plop, grinning in pain.
.
Elder Lan, who was staying outside the cave, was startled when he heard the sound. He immediately stretched his neck and looked into the cave. However, the iron door had closed by itself. He couldn't see what was happening inside. He could only ask loudly: "A Le
,What’s wrong with you?"
"No...it's okay. I accidentally fell down. Hey, what is this? It's soft and slippery..." Qu Le yelled and got up in a hurry, "It's a snake!"
Damn, you can’t see anything here, I said, eldest sister, can you borrow a lantern or a torch or something?”
Hearing her say it was okay, Elder Lan was slightly relieved and shouted loudly: "Protect yourself well, I will wait for you to come out at the entrance of the cave."
This cave is a forbidden area in Southern Xinjiang. According to the ancestral precepts, no one except the saints of the past generations is qualified to enter it, otherwise they will be severely punished. The people of Southern Xinjiang have abided by this ancestral precept for generations, even now, Lan
The elder was so anxious that he could only stay at the entrance of the cave.
Inside the cave, Lan Ling took out a fire stick and lit it, and a little flame appeared.
With this tiny bit of firelight, she could clearly see the general scene inside the cave, and she was immediately frightened and turned pale...
The place where Qu Le fell just now was covered with snakes, which were densely packed. The largest snake was as thick as an adult man's thigh, while the smaller one was only as thin as a chopstick. Most of them raised their upper bodies at the moment, staring at Lan Ling's hand.
The fire in it opened its mouth and kept swallowing the snake, making a hissing sound.
The walls on both sides were also covered with various poisonous insects. They were all sleeping quietly. Now they heard the sound of music and woke up one after another. When they saw the fire in Lan Ling's hand, they began to become restless.
Scrambling to get closer to Lan Ling.
There were many black bats hanging upside down above their heads. As soon as they saw the light of the fire, they immediately flapped their wings and flew towards Lan Ling with a huff.
This cave is simply a poisonous lair!
Lan Ling hurriedly stepped back. She felt that she must have been deceived, so she turned around and wanted to leave. However, the iron door had been closed long ago. No matter how she slapped and shouted, the iron door did not move at all.
She leaned against the iron gate, desperately watching the poisonous insects coming over like a tide. The bats were afraid of flapping their wings and scratching her body, and the poisonous snakes finally couldn't hold it anymore and jumped forward with their long bodies.
, jumped directly to Lan Ling's body. They climbed up along Lan Ling's legs, strangled her neck, and wrapped around her body, suffocating her until she couldn't breathe and screamed in pain.
The poisonous insects also joined in the fun. They got in through her ears and nostrils, and soon you could see black blood flowing out of her eyes, ears, mouth and nose...
Qu Le watched this scene helplessly, wondering what was going on? There were obviously two living people, her and Lan Ling, here, so why did these poisonous creatures only attack Lan Ling but left her completely alone?
After much deliberation, she couldn't think of an answer. Qu Le decisively put these doubts behind her mind. No matter what the reason was, she was still alive anyway. This was already a blessing among misfortunes. As for the girl Lan Ling who was beaten by the poisoners,
, she expressed no sympathy at all.
You wanted to kill me just now, this is retribution, you deserve it! Qu Le bared his teeth at Lan Ling, then turned around and looked into the cave.
Qu Le thought that after Lan Ling was eaten by these poisonous creatures, it might be her turn to be unlucky. She had better sneak away while the poisonous creatures did not react. The iron door at the entrance of the cave was tightly closed.
It is closed. Judging from Lan Ling's behavior just now, this door cannot be opened in a short time. We can only go deep into the cave to see what is going on.
She picked up the fire fold that Lan Ling had just thrown to the ground, and walked cautiously deeper into the cave. By the light of the fire, she saw that both sides of the cave were covered with colorful murals, which seemed to be people from southern Xinjiang performing sacrifices.
Judging from the clothes of the people in the painting, they should be people from southern Xinjiang five hundred years ago. At that time, they had just migrated from Nanling. The place where they held sacrifices was the underground altar, because Qu Le saw that
In the Shenlong Pond, a woman wearing a sacrificial dress stood dancing next to the Shenlong Pond. Everyone knelt under the altar and worshiped devoutly.
Walking further inside, the next picture shows a sacrifice. A tied male slave is kneeling on the ground, with his head hanging down. A woman in a sacrificial dress plunges a knife into his body, and blood flows all over the floor.
The third picture shows the internal organs of a male slave being dug out and placed on the altar. A woman in a sacrificial dress plays the bone flute, and poisonous insects swarm in and eat the internal organs on the ground.
Although the pictures are simple, they are surprisingly real. Through these murals, Qu Yue almost has the illusion of being there.
However, this kind of scene was too bloody. If you saw it too much, you would have nightmares. Qu Le didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she quickened her pace and continued walking.
The sacrificial ceremony in southern Xinjiang five hundred years ago was very bloody. Fortunately, this ceremony has been abandoned now, otherwise Qu Le would not dare to stay here anymore.
Starting from the sixth picture, the content becomes the process of how the saint led the people of southern Xinjiang to overcome the harsh environment in the southern wilderness plain and live strong. The mural contains some exaggerated artistic techniques, and there is even a saint in it.
The plot of killing a dragon with one hand.
Let’s not talk about whether there are dragons in this world, but let’s talk about the scene of the saint slaying the dragon with one hand. Qu Le wanted to bow down to the saint’s divine power. This guy must have eaten spinach before the war started!
The last mural is that the saint fell into a long sleep and could never wake up. She was lying quietly on the altar. Everyone was kneeling on the ground and crying. Only a man in a black cloak stood beside the saint.
, he is like a patron saint, guarding the saint motionlessly.
According to the descriptions in the previous pictures, this man is a big fan of the Saint. He follows the Saint like a shadow, playing the role of a loyal dog dutifully. He will never leave her until the Saint falls into a deep sleep.
, followed the saint into the tomb, and never came out again.
Qu Le touched her chin thoughtfully. Although the plot on the picture was very pure, the impure Qu Le smelled a mysterious flavor in it. From the perspective of a bystander, she felt that this idiot fan was definitely a secret crush.
Holy girl, it's a pity that King Xiang had unintentional love for the goddess, and he couldn't express his feelings in the end.
She decided to light a row of candles for this miserable idiot.
After finishing reading the mural, she walked to the end of the cave. What greeted her quietly were two golden chairs covered with white tiger skin, with two people sitting on them...
A woman wearing a sacrificial dress and a man wearing a black cloak.
Yoyo, this is the saint and her crazy fans!
They seemed to be still alive, but they only "looked". From their bodies, Qu Le couldn't feel the slightest bit of life as a living person. They remained motionless for who knows how many years.
Qu Le blinked, and moved closer to observe carefully. The saint was sitting upright, with her hands folded on her knees, her back straight, her beautiful face like an iceberg and snow lotus, cold and lonely, with an arrogant aura.
It's hard to look at him.
This is Eve, the first generation saint of southern Xinjiang. Qu Le couldn't help but sigh, she is indeed very beautiful, and she is worthy of being the goddess in the hearts of all southern Xinjiang people.
The man next to him is much more casual. He is leaning on the chair, his legs are crossed, his right elbow is on the armrest, his fingers are gently supporting the side of his face, his dark eyes are looking forward, and there is a careless smile on his lips.
, this is a top-notch man who is full of evil spirit.
It's a pity that only the bodies of such a handsome man and beautiful woman are left.
Qu Le was very curious as to what kind of embalming secret allowed these two people to remain so fresh after hundreds of years of death. This was even weirder than the ancient Egyptian mummies.
Just when Qu Le was observing them carefully, a voice suddenly floated out from behind her: "Are you the new saint?"
Qu Le was suddenly startled. She turned around suddenly and found that an old man in a black cloak had stood behind her. He was hunched over, holding a crutch in his hand, and had silver-white hair.
Silk was exposed from inside the cloak, and her thin cheeks were covered with wrinkles. He patiently asked again: "Are you the newly chosen saint?"
Qu Le laughed dryly: "Maybe..."
The old man frowned and said dissatisfied: "If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not. What do you mean by 'maybe'? Today's young people really have no principles at all, eh!"
"Because I don't know if I can be considered a saint," Qu Le scratched his cheek and began to describe the miraculous process of being regarded as a saint.
After listening to her narration, the old man snorted coldly: "No matter who can be qualified as a saint candidate, the current festival really has no principles at all!"
Qu Le was speechless.
The old man continued to talk to himself: "What is the name of the woman who threatened to kill you and tried to get the holy medicine?"
"Her name is Lan Ling."
"Hmph, this kind of thing can sneak into the festival and almost cause a big trouble. Lan really has no principles at all!" The old man glanced at her, his cloudy eyes slowly filled with dissatisfaction, "Although you
Your appearance is a little ugly, your height is a little low, your education is a little low, and your brain is a little stupid, but since you have obtained the bone flute and have been recognized as a sacred object, you are barely qualified."
The corners of Qule's mouth twitched: "Thank you!"
"Well, it's a bit polite. I reluctantly admit your identity." The old man turned around, "Although I have given up hope in today's world, as a saint of this term, I still hope that you can come back again."
Be smart and don't be caught as a hostage by others. If you are hopelessly stupid, I suggest you commit suicide as soon as possible next time you are caught, so as not to harm others or yourself. Okay.
Come on, stop standing there and twirling your eyebrows, come up quickly and I’ll take you to get the holy medicine.” (To be continued)