Paintings of Terror

"Sister Cen, if the cat and tiger god, one of the eight waxes, appeared in the cat and tiger last night, why is the granary still empty?" Ke Xun really couldn't understand the truth.

Yue Cen also fell into deep thought for a while: "I always feel that this empty Eight Wax Temple seems to be waiting for us to invite the eight gods back... As for the cat and tiger gods last night, where did they go after they appeared on the shadow puppet stage? Is it?"

The gods come and go without a trace, but the temple is also empty. There is no reason. At least there should be statues of gods enshrined in the temple, whether they are golden or mud statues, the people must always be able to see what they enshrine. Deity.

"Even if we invite the gods back, do we have to worship to show the spirits?" Ke Xun leaned forward to the entrance of the temple. "Those incense in the temple, and fire folds, etc., are used to worship gods, right? ?"

"Xiang? Huozhezi?" Yue Cen didn't notice this at all in the temple just now.

"There are these items just below the altar for sacrifice." Ke Xun was sure, "there is a pan for sacrifice in the corner."

Yue Cen didn't realize that he admired Ke Xun's observation ability. At first, he thought he was just a young man with abundant individual strength and willingness to help others, but he was as careful as he did.

"Xiao Ke, you just said that there are pans for sacrifices?"

"Yes, there is such a high pile," Ke Xun said, returning to the temple and looking at it, before coming out and saying, "I counted forty pans. Forty, what would you say? ?"

"Eight gods, forty panzhan, that is to say, on average, each **** needs five panzhan tributes to worship," Yue Cen settled the accounts, "it seems that we need to find five tributes."

When it comes to the word tribute, Ke Xun can't avoid thinking of the tributes in "Faith" that are difficult to describe. Now these tributes are divided into categories: "That, Sister Cen, generally speaking...what are the tributes? Cows and sheep?"

"I don't think it is." Yue Cen said negatively. "There are different opinions on the time of the eight wax offerings. It is also said that it was sacrificed in October in the lunar calendar, and some was said to be the twelfth lunar month. The history books did not clearly record the specific tribute of the eight wax offerings. However, during the Yin and Shang dynasties, the wax festival was called the "Qing Sa", and the Yan Emperor Shennong was in charge of farming. I always think these tributes should be mainly crops."

This statement is very reasonable. Ke Xun looked at the green farmland in the distance: "If it is five crops, will it be ‘five grains’?"

Yue Cen once again looked at Ke Xun differently: "In ancient times, there was a saying of'Shen Nong's Five Grains'. I think it is very likely that the sacrifice will be'Five Grains'!"

"Then let's find the grains first?" Ke Xun thought about it, "but what use are those hints of moss?"

"Well, let's go to the field now. In addition to looking for grains, we also need to pay attention to the moss. Looking for it while walking?" Yue Cen had no better way for a while.

This seems to be the only way at present.

Ke Xun pushed Yue Cen to the distant field. There was a small piece of wood between the ancient temple and the field. The two of them walked into the woods to find that the woods were densely shaded and shady.

The woods have the sounds of birds and insects, and there is a gust of wind, leaves and treetops ringing like wind.

Moss can be seen everywhere here.

There are green moss on the rocks under the trees, emerald green moss on the wet ground under the feet, and dark green moss on the trunks of the trees.

Perhaps because Yue Cen's calf also had similar moss, the two of them saw the moss everywhere in the woods, and they felt a little unexplainable.

"There are too many moss here. If the moss is a clue, then there are clues everywhere in this forest." Ke Xun pushed Yue Cen forward slowly, the wet moss under his feet was slippery, and you might be caught if you are not careful. slip.

Yue Cen secretly touched his still unconscious calf, resisting the discomfort in his heart, and scraped some moss on the ankle with his hand.

"Xiao Ke, I think my moss resembles the moss on the trunk, at least the color is the same." Yue Cen said.

Ke Xun felt very uncomfortable when he mentioned the changes in Yue Cen's legs, and he didn't know how to comfort her, but now it seems that this person doesn't need the comfort of others at all, and she can digest and handle these things properly.

"Sister Cen, you mean, the moss we are looking for comes from the trunk? The clue is also on the trunk?"

"I think so," Yue Cen looked up at these trees, "you can see light above the trees, so there is no moss. What we need to find is the lower half of these trees that are shrouded in thick shade."

Ke Xun looked at this small piece of wood: "Fortunately, this piece of wood is not too big. Although it is very dense, there are only more than 100 trees. We can observe every tree. Moreover, the moss is distributed in the trees. In the lower part, there is no need to climb trees or anything, we just need to observe what is unusual about these trees."

"It's a waste of time for you to push me," Yue Cen observed this forest, which belongs to a horizontal forest belt, and the vertical distance is not long. "Let's go to the border between the forest and the farmland, not far in front. You. Looking in the woods, I looked at the fields. I think there are still huts over there, and there must also be wells. Maybe it will have something to do with the **** of the'post table nawate'."

"Sure, then let's split up. You can do what you can. In some places, wait until I come." Ke Xun said.

"Don't worry." Yue Cen's voice was still steady, "You too, do what you can."

Although it was the first time that the other party entered the painting, Ke Xun had just met each other for only an hour or two, but he always felt like an old friend who had been working with him for many years.

As a result, the two moved separately, Yue Cen shook the wheel device of the wheelchair and came to the field, while Ke Xun was observing every tree covered with moss in the dense forest.

When Ke Xun was running and searching in the dense forest, he remembered the painting of "Restart" that he had just experienced. He was exhausted looking for the kapok tree in the forest...

In the end, Ke found a tree that was not considered eye-catching. The trunk of this tree was also covered with dark green moss, but within this moss, there was a huge tree hole one person high, and the tree hole seemed to stand upright. Something is also covered with moss.

At first glance, it looks like a small tree hidden in the sky.

Ke Xun lightly touched the "little tree" covered with moss inside. It was a familiar texture, the same as Yue Cen's calf, it was a stone.

Ke Xun scraped off part of the moss on the stone, revealing the original appearance of the stone sculpture. It was actually a pair of half-human stone wings, not bird wings, but a pair of insect wings similar to cicada wings.

Ke Xun did not continue to act rashly, thinking that this discovery should be shared with Yue Cen first.

The location of this tree is easy to remember, but Ke Xun still made some marks before ran towards the field.

Yue Cen had reached the side of the ridge in the field in a wheelchair, and beckoned to Ke Xun vigorously.

Ke Xun didn't expect that Yue Cen had already "walked" so many times with the help of a wheelchair. He passed the thatched shed and the well and didn't forget to look carefully, but he didn't find anything special.

"Xiao Ke, I discovered a phenomenon," Yue Cen said of his discovery for the first time. "The huts and wells in these farms are arranged regularly, to be precise, they are arranged at a fixed distance."

"Are there any particulars about these arrangements?" Ke Xun really didn't notice this.

"Before we mentioned the supervisors of Posts and Ninawate. In addition to supervising farming, they are responsible for measuring and dividing farmland. I think these huts and wells should be signs of measuring and dividing farmland." Yue Cen said.

Ke Xun felt a little excited: "Then is it possible for us to find the God of Postmanawate in one of the huts or a well?"

"I think that this farmland must have a center, and we should be able to find this center based on the measurement signs." Yue Cen said his thoughts.

The center, based on the measurement of the center of this farmland, it is very possible to find something.

"Okay, then we can just look for this center while looking for grains." Ke Xun said and saw the wheat ears in Yue Cen's hands. The farmland they were in was a field of wheat, and the wheat had just been extracted. Turquoise wheat ears.

Yue Cen said: "Mai is one of the five grains, we have already found the same," he said and looked at Ke Xun, "Xiao Ke, did you find anything in a hurry?"

"Yes..." Ke Xun patronized the analysis of the mailing list, and hurriedly said the findings in the tree hole.

"A pair of insect wings?" Yue Cen asked.

"Yes, it's the kind of wings that you know. Is it an insect god?" Ke Xun scratched his head and said his own inference. "Anyway, it's the kind of insect wings with texture, but it's a stone. Look. There is no color, I think it should belong to Lepidoptera or something."

"Lepidopteran insects are represented by butterflies or moths," Yue Cen had already shaken the wheelchair device to see what happened. "If it is a cicada wing, it should belong to the order Hemiptera."

Ke Xun didn't expect that insects are so particular about: "Sister Cen, what are you studying? How come you know so much? These are all biological knowledge, right?"

Yue Cen: "This... should be the biological knowledge of middle school."

Ke Xun: "Oh, ah..."

The two had already walked into the woods again, Yue Cen continued to ask: "I suspect that the pair of wings you saw may belong to Orthoptera.

"Does the insect **** have a special appearance? What Orthoptera belongs to?"

"Yes, the insect **** is the locust god."

"God of locust? Is it a locust?" Ke Xun was surprised that he had guessed ‘locust’ from the word ‘locust god’ all at once.

"Yes, it's the locusts." Yue Cen's expression gradually became serious. "For farmers, locust plagues are no less than floods and droughts. The damage to crops is fatal. That's why the migratory locusts cover the sky and become colorless "Ye Lao Tanaka tears and blood" said. The government and the people were helpless in the face of the locust plague. They simply respected him as the "King of Insects" and included him in the eight wax gods, offering pious sacrifices for peace."

Ke Xun felt uncomfortable when he heard this: "It is the nature of locusts to eat crops, and asking for it is like asking mosquitoes not to **** their own blood. How can it work!"

Yue Cen: "So, in the Qing Dynasty, some places changed the locust temple to the'General Liu Meng's Temple.' This General Liu Meng was a locust control hero in the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties."

Ke Xun listened very seriously: "According to this, one of the eight wax gods should be General Liu Meng."

Yue Cen: "This is something in the Qing Dynasty. What we are looking for should be the more primitive Eight Wax Gods. The "Song of Jiao Miao" on the stone tablet was from the Tang Dynasty. At that time there was no General Liu Meng."

When the two said this, they already came to the tree with the huge tree hole.

There is still a stone statue covered with moss standing in the tree hole. The moss on the huge pair of insect wings has been wiped clean by Ke Xun just now. The ancient stone carving texture is actually magnificent and majestic in this dense old tree.

Yue Cen looked at the stone statue with his back facing the two, and said nothing for a while.

Ke Xun stepped into the tree hole with one foot and turned the stone statue around. The front was still covered with green moss.

Yue Cen stood up with his wheelchair and wiped the face of the stone statue with his cloth towel. The exposed features were impressive and not irritable.

This is a tall stone statue of a person. It is carved of a man in armor with a pair of huge locust wings on the back. It looks like a large cloak of prestige hunting from the front.

Yue Cen: "This should be the idol of the locust god. We have to find a way to send the idol back to the ancient temple of Bawa, so that the insect **** can return to his place."

Ke Xun looked at the locust **** and was silent for a moment.

Yue Cen thought for a while, and said to Ke Xun: "It does not matter whether the people worship locusts or not. The sacrifice itself is actually a simple hope and hope. The people want nothing more than insects and no disasters, and a good harvest. A healthy family."

Ke Xun turned his head and pointed to a field in the distance: "Hemp is planted there. I saw it when I was passing by. I couldn't tell whether it was ramie or flax. There were several large bundles of hemp on the edge of the field. I’ll get the rope, we can use the hemp rope to send the idol back."

Yue Cen looked at Ke Xun and seemed to understand now, why this young man was able to pass through so many dangerous levels, and he still stood here calmly now.