I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Seeing the appearance of the statue, Lu Jian muttered to himself.

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===559. The Call of the Mountains===

Traditional idols, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, at least make people feel at ease at first glance. The ugly ones or those with fierce eyebrows and eyes are generally used as door gods.

Because the essence of religion is to make people believe, it is necessary to create a sense of affinity. Many religions that Lu Jian knows are at the beginning to help the poor and make friends with rich businessmen. They look harmless to humans and animals. Only then did the ruling class start to do things crazily.

But those certainly don't include what the eye sees.

This statue is wearing an ancient long dress, but the pattern on the clothes has a perverted sense of post-modern art. The statue is tall, about three meters, carved from stone, some places are very rough, some places are too delicate, lifelike .

The most surprising thing is the head of the statue.

The reason I say head instead of face is that this is not a human head at all.

The head is bald, full of a disgusting greasy feeling, and then there are four pairs of narrow eyes, which remind Lu Jian of those four-eyed boys in Twilight City. There is a long elephant on this face. It has an ordinary nose, but the nostrils are full of fine fangs. .

From the nose down, there are many tentacles. Those tentacles have no suction cups, but only one. This is the most delicate part of the whole statue. It seems that it is not a man-made carving, but a real monster suddenly petrified and frozen. .

Its ears are membranes made of tentacles, and under its nose is a mouth with two sharp fangs. Compared with its body, its whole head has a strange feeling, which is creepy.

It's not that Lu Jian has never encountered non-human gods. For example, in places like Egypt, there are dog-headed Anubis statues, and in a country that grew up drinking the Ganges River, there are elephant-headed gods. .

Lu Jian has read some simple research papers, most of which are about the exploration of human alienation. As we all know, in many myths, there have been gods or monsters with human bodies and animal heads, but there are very few people with human heads and animal bodies. There is an urban ghost story like a dog with a human face.

For some reason, humans are much more accepting of monsters with human body limbs, at least much higher than human-faced animal limbs.

As for the one in the Taoist temple, Lu Jian doesn't know what kind of immortal it is.

Compared with the head, the body part of the statue is extremely rough, which makes people wonder, maybe this is a monster, it was turned into a stone to stay here, and later generations carved its body into a human appearance to deceive itself.

"The lord of the mountains, the call among the mountains, in some religions, he also has a name called Fang Geng, the god of the mountain gods, the ruler of the mountains, all the mountains in this world are his sanctuary."

From the side, came a clear and hearty voice.

Lu Juan turned his head and saw that it was Tang Que, who was dressed well and had a graceful figure.

"Miss Tang, do you have research on this thing?"

Lu Bian asked.

He looked at the altar ahead. It seemed that no one had taken care of it for many years. There were only some animal skeletons left, maybe chickens or rabbits, but they were eaten so finely that the original owner couldn't be identified.

"To be precise, it's my father."

Tang Que smiled.

"What you heard on the mountain trail is actually somewhat true. I did learn about the existence of Jiuliu from the things left by my father. In those inheritances, my father also traveled all over the country. Folklore rumors I heard from time to time."

"Does your father still travel around the country?"

Lu Jian was curious. Tang Que's father should also be a forensic doctor. In this era, there should be no such thing as a business trip. Could it be that his father didn't work and went to various countryside to investigate folk customs?

"Yes, my family has some family background. After my father participated in the Xuanjun battle in his early years, he has been yearning for these. In the middle of a few years, he went to visit places with various mysterious legends, trying to find the source of Jiuliu."

Tang Que approached the statue and looked up.

"In this world, mystery is never far away."

"really."

Lu Jian nodded slightly.

"My father once went to an inn. He said that at night, when he was lying on the bed, he could feel something under the bed scratching the board. He looked down and saw a black and blue face under the bed. People are staring back at him."

Tang Que suddenly started telling ghost stories.

"and then?"

Lu Bian was curious.

"Then my father punched through the bed board and found that there was nothing under the bed. He paid the other party a big ocean for this."

Tang Que said in a deep voice.

""

Lu Jian didn't know whether he should laugh or not.

"My family learned the art of seamstress, which is a kind of folk custom. The beheaded prisoners always sew their heads and bodies together. Headless corpses are prone to changes. Over time, disposing of corpses has become my family's tradition. Tradition."

Tang Que changed the topic.

"When dealing with corpses, there must be a lot of corpse changes and weird things. If you don't have a few hands, then the ship will capsize sooner or later."

"Is this why you practiced horizontally?"

Lu Jian asked subconsciously.

It is said that the horizontal training practiced by the Tang family can punch through the door panel with one punch. Judging from Tang Que's joke just now, his father can also knock down the bed with one punch. Three Qin Tiantians died.

"Don't worry, I know how to control my strength, I won't pinch it off."

The corners of Tang Que's mouth curled up. She was in her 30s, which was a good age. When she saw such a handsome and handsome little fresh meat with a face value that reached the limit of human beings, she naturally wanted to tease her.

pinch off?

pinch what?

How to pinch off?

Lu Lian was just an innocent child and couldn't understand what Tang Que was saying.

"This Fang Geng, what is the origin?"

He decided to get down to business, after all he wasn't here to have fun.

"He comes from the upper world, and is the creator of all the mountains in this world. It is said that he sleeps under a certain mountain, and every breath is an earthquake. If Fang Geng wakes up, the world will change, and mankind will fall into the doomsday." , only by continuously offering sacrifices can it be kept in a peaceful sleep."

Tang Que explained.

"It's quite powerful, so I guess he may sleep on the other side of the Himalayas, at least in Sichuan or Siberia."

Lu Jian chuckled lightly.

Of course, this kind of legend may also be true, but this person called Fang Geng is probably a sealed evil god. If you sacrifice to him, you will only get polluted knowledge.

He took two steps forward and carefully observed the statue.

At this time, Lu Jian saw that behind the statue, on the damp and moldy straw, there was a corpse!

The corpse seemed to have been dead for a long time, its body was ragged, and even the maggots had withered on the rotting flesh.

What is even more surprising is the death condition of the corpse.

===560. "The Nine Chapters of Heming" ===

The corpse presents a posture of worship, kneeling down to worship this statue, that prostrate and pious posture, even a monk practicing asceticism would be ashamed of himself.

This person seemed to have suddenly lost his life during a pilgrimage, and he was frozen here, waiting for time to heal everything, and then he was discovered by Lu Jian. . .

"This may be a person who got lost in the mountain road to avoid the rain. This mountain is very strange. Apart from those formations, there are also some lingering weirdness."

Tang Que also noticed the corpse. She said something briefly, squatted down again, took out the rubber gloves, and put on a mask to check.

"About 30 years old, male, dead for a long time, this mountain is foggy and humid, he has been corrupted for a long time, look, here are the traces caused by the contents of his buttocks after his internal organs decayed and broke his stomach. "

Tang Que didn't care about the filthiness of the corpse at all, instead he pointed to a puddle of black things under the straw.

"Thank you, I just finished eating and I feel better digested."

Lu Jian thanked.

"After a person dies, the corpse softens, and there will be incontinence and other conditions, and then it will start to stiffen, and when it is completely stiff, it will soften again, and finally there will be those scenes that make you feel sick when you look at it. Normally, it is difficult to maintain this posture of."

Tang Que checked the head and bones of the corpse.

"There was no obvious trauma, and there was no fracture. It is estimated that he died of cold or disease. Of course, it may also be some metaphysical cause of death."

Just when Tang Que wanted to check the corpse's face and grabbed the corpse's head with his hands, suddenly, the corpse seemed to come alive, and bit Tang Que's hand!

"!!!"

Tang Que hesitated for a moment, the hand wearing the plastic glove was already bitten by the toothless mouth, and it was about to break through the rubber and touch the skin.

The next moment, Tang Que raised his other hand, which swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without hesitation, she punched the corpse.

bang——

The corpse, together with the nearby straw, and the wall behind, were pierced by this punch, and the courtyard and woods behind could be seen.

Only now did Lu Jian realize that he had made a mistake in his estimation. Tang Que estimated that he could kill ten Qin Tiantian with one punch.

"Sorry, I did it subconsciously."

Tang Que was still holding the corpse's skull in his hand, and said something to it.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jian probably understood.

Tang Que's punch just now is definitely not something that normal humans can do.

Not even Tyson could do it.

This is the supernatural ability of the mortician.

Lu Jian imagined it for a while, and estimated that when they went out for a walk, it would be a fist.

The corpses lying down are inspected carefully and put to death for them.

The corpses that are unwilling to lie down will be beaten until they lie down obediently, and they will die for them.

Very reasonable.

No wonder it is called a "mortician". The corpse that was recklessly pierced by this punch is estimated to have only five or six or seven or eight dollars left, so it can't be done without sewing.

Thinking about it this way, maybe the paper cutter meant that after those restless guys were dealt with, there would be no corpses left, so they could only tie up a paper man to deal with it.