ordinary human life

"See if there is any mechanism." Professor Ma said.

"There is an agency, so after so many years, I'm afraid it has decayed, right?" Song Jiaxin said.

This is not a tomb-robbing novel, the wooden or metal mechanism inside can last for thousands of years, and the anti-corrosion technology is just like a joke.

Unless all stones are very hard stones, it is possible to preserve them intact.

He Sihai did not answer her, but asked Professor Ma: "Tell me, is the singing just now the reason for this door?"

"Huh? Why do you think so?" Professor Ma was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Didn't you say that the song is a witch song, used for sacrifices? Do you think the pattern on it is the scene of sacrifices?"

"It makes sense to say so." Professor Ma agreed with He Sihai's statement.

"Then what is it inspired by? Could it be the wind?" Song Jiaxin asked.

"It's possible." Chen Wenbo agreed with this statement.

But He Sihai shook his head.

"If it's the wind, why do we hear the puppet's voice first, and then the singing? Even if it's because of the distance from the wind, it wouldn't take such a long time."

"And... the wind may not easily blow here." He Sihai looked up at the temple.

The temple is extremely magnificent, with a protruding vestibule and several huge columns in front.

"So it might be resonance?" Professor Ma said after a little thought.

"Resonate with the sound of poisonous insects?" Song Jiaxin also responded.

Professor Ma nodded in agreement.

"It's a pity that we can't simulate the environment just now to prove our guess, unless we take it back and test it slowly to find its resonance frequency." Professor Ma said with some regret.

"It should still be possible." He Sihai thought for a while.

Then he looked at the pottery puppet in Professor Ma's hand.

Professor Ma was a little stunned, and hurriedly returned the doll to He Sihai.

He Sihai didn't say much, took it, jumped straight through the huge totem pole, and put the doll back to its original position.

"Qinggong." Chen Wenbo opened his mouth wide.

Before He Sihai jumped up lightly, he was already surprised enough.

But now, with such a long distance, there is no stop in the middle, the legendary lightness kung fu does not have such a thing, right?

"I think it's almost as good as flying." Song Jiaxin said his heartfelt feelings.

And He Sihai put the doll back, and returned to them in the blink of an eye.

but--

They looked up at the sky, only to find that there was no wind.

"It's really not a beautiful day." Professor Ma said with emotion.

"It's easy to get the wind." He Sihai said, stretching out his hand to make a move in the air, and a wisp of wind fluttered along his fingertips like an elf.

Then with a flick of the finger, the wind went straight to the giant totem pole, passed through the totem pole, and passed through the "archway."

But Professor Ma and others did not hear the voice, only Wanwan raised her head and grinned.

"Is it because all the poisonous insects died just now?" Song Jiaxin asked suspiciously.

"The one who died just now was only in the ruins." He Sihai said, taking a long breath into the air, and suddenly the wind was strong.

This time they finally heard the whining sound, which was continuous and long, as if it was a cry from ancient times. The sound was not pleasant, but gave people a sense of horror.

But everyone still didn't find any poisonous insects gathering.

Professor Ma looked at He Sihai suspiciously.

"Wait, they're coming."

He Sihai has heard the poisonous insects flying and galloping from a distance.

"Wait a while and don't leave this circle."

He Sihai pointed at the ground, and countless vines arched from the ground, surrounding them in the center.

And at this time, they finally saw a large black cloud, galloping towards the ruins.

The insects and snakes on the ground were billowing like tides, quickly covering the entire ruins.

The fluttering of the poisonous insect's wings, the sound of the silk, and the squeak, etc. are intertwined, making one's scalp tingle.

Fortunately, they dare not enter the range of vines.

But the smell of stench makes people dizzy.

He Sihai didn't expect this, and stretched out his hand to disperse the surrounding smell.

And Wanwan quietly hid behind He Sihai.

She wasn't too scared when she was far away just now, but now that she is close in front of her eyes, she is scared. If the boss was not by her side, she would have already run away.

At this moment, the singing finally sounded again, and as they guessed, it came from the stone gate.

However, as the singing became clearer and more coherent, an invisible force enveloped the entire ruins.

Chapter 1051 King Ya and Hua Po

Not only He Sihai and Wanwan felt the anomaly, but even Professor Ma and others also felt the anomaly.

In their eyes, the poisonous insects began to tangle together, looking disgusting and terrifying.

But soon, the poisonous insect turned into a person, and time seemed to turn back.

Bustling, full of believers coming and going to offer sacrifices.

The altar, which had been extinguished for thousands of years, was once again lit with a bonfire. They sang and danced, selfless and focused.

The most striking thing is one of the priestesses, who is gorgeously dressed and dances beautifully.

It's hard to imagine that in that era, there was such a woman whose appearance, clothing, dancing posture, etc. were first-class even from modern eyes.

Although there are countless praises for beauties in various poems, songs and dances circulated in ancient times, but limited by the technology and culture at that time, even beauties may not be too in line with the aesthetics of modern people.

As for the film and television works, they are all beautified by later generations, and they cannot be true.

But the priestess broke this rule and was so beautiful that she hardly seemed human.

"What's going on, hallucination?" Professor Ma gently asked He Sihai next to him.

As for Chen Wenbo and Song Jiaxin, their minds had already been completely attracted, and they even began to sway their bodies slightly following the dance.

Naturally, Wanwan was not affected, she hid behind He Sihai, tugged at his skirt, and peeked curiously.

"Similar to this."

He Sihai didn't explain much, he felt that it was mixed with the power of fanatical belief, which distorted people's vision and hearing.

At the same time, this kind of sacrificial dance can not only absorb the mind of the viewer, but also seems to be calling for something.

At this moment, another figure suddenly appeared in the void. It might be a bit inappropriate to say a figure.

Because this "person" has two faces, one is young and beautiful, and the other is old and kind.

But they all closed their eyes.

"Mom?" Song Jiaxin murmured beside her.

He Sihai heard it and looked at her with some doubts.

"This...how does this look like my mother?" Professor Ma also asked in surprise.

His mother has been dead for many years.

"Like your mother? It's obviously like my mother." Chen Wenbo said with a dull expression on the side.

He Sihai looked down at Wanwan.

Wanwan blinked her big eyes and looked at him in surprise.

"Who do you think you look like?"

"Hiahiahia... sister and grandma." Wanwan said.

It seemed that she was as unaffected as she was.

With the emergence of double-faced "people".

The surrounding plants began to grow crazily, and the human figure, which was still a bit illusory, became stable.

He Sihai knew that he couldn't delay any longer, and with a wave of his hand, the wind in the air stopped immediately.

The priestess who was singing and dancing seemed to feel something, looked straight at He Sihai, roared loudly at him, and countless poisonous insects surged out of her mouth.

Following her actions, everyone collapsed and turned into poisonous insects again, attacking He Sihai.

The double-faced "person" in the air also collapsed silently.

Professor Ma and others also broke away from the illusion, as if they were sweating profusely, gasping for breath after a strenuous exercise, and their spirits were sluggish, looking like they were about to die.

And as soon as he came back to his senses, he saw the poisonous insects rushing towards his face, and he was even more frightened, and he didn't even have the strength to run away.

And at this moment, Wanwan raised her little rattle again, and shook it lightly twice, all the poisonous insects fell down.

Wan Wan proudly crossed her waist.

"hiahiahia..."

But it made her crazy.

But He Sihai was observing the surroundings. Although the poisonous insects were all gone, all the figures of the priests also disappeared.

However, just as the double-faced "person" appeared, the wildly growing plants did not disappear.

The relics that had been cleaned up by He Sihai's divine power were once again covered by dense vegetation.

At this time, Professor Ma had recovered, and his breathing was much calmer.

He said: "I didn't expect King Ya and Hua Po to be two in one."

"Prince Ya? Flower lady?"

"Wang Ya and Hua Po are both gods of Juding's belief. Wang Ya is an adverbial saying. , but King Ya starts to get sick every year on the seventeenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar. When the first rooster crows in the early morning of the nineteenth, King Ya will die, but on the 21st, King Ya will be resurrected again, and it will be the same next year. Year after year, over and over again."

"And every year from July 21th to July [-]st, the people of Juding will hold grand sacrificial activities."

"As for Hua Po, contrary to King Ya, she is the god in charge of the spiritual world, the manager of the paradise garden, responsible for the birth of human beings, and keeping children safe and healthy. After many Zhuang people have children in their families, they will worship Hua Po until later. will withdraw."

"In addition, there are Buluotuo and Nie Liujia. They are the legendary creation gods. They are somewhat similar to the legendary Pangu and Nuwa. They created the world and made people from earth. It is said that Hua Po and Ya Wang, They are all based on them, and now it seems that it still needs to be verified..."

With the popularization of Professor Ma, everyone generally knew the ins and outs of the temple here, and Professor Ma and others also recovered their strength.

"Should we continue?" Professor Ma asked He Sihai.

"You can go back the same way." He Sihai thought that Professor Ma was afraid, so he said.

But I don't think there's anything wrong with it. After all, it's understandable for them to be afraid of things that science can't explain.

"No, no..." Professor Ma hurriedly shook his head and refused. How could they give up now.

He looked at Song Jiaxin and Chen Wenbo, who naturally shook their heads and refused.

"That's fine, let's continue." He Sihai said.

Then with a finger, the vines on the ground quickly retracted into the soil and disappeared.

Professor Ma and others have seen so many miraculous things today that they are no longer surprised by them.

"However, how to open this door?" Chen Wenbo asked looking at the boulder blocking the entrance of the temple.

"It's not easy, just push it away." He Sihai walked over and stretched out his hand to push aside.

After hearing a few rumbling sounds, the boulder was pushed aside, revealing the blocked door.

Professor Ma and everyone: ...

What a power it is.

However, they found that there was really no mechanism, but a long groove next to it, indicating that they also used a similar method to open the door back then.