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"Don't go there yet."

Master Ji didn't let them go any further, and even took a step back.

A senior brother muttered to the side: "I'm afraid of them. When they came to build the bridge, they said they wanted to drill piles. Fortunately, Master stopped them, otherwise..."

A senior brother said at the side that the word "living piles" caught Ji Mo's attention. After careful questioning, he realized that there must be sacrifices before bridges and roads are built, and the rituals used for sacrifices are different. Ordinary burning incense and paper is enough, otherwise add more. The firecrackers blared together, and above that was the sacrifice of pigs, cattle and sheep, and even more so, the sacrifice of human animals. Among them, there were living piles, which were the most frightening.

There is an old saying that goes like this, if you think about something well, you must have a soul.This soul does not come for nothing, it must be endowed by spiritual things, and the fact that man is the spirit of heaven and earth, which seems to be the ruler of heaven and earth, also determines that in terms of the level of sacrifice, human sacrifice has always been the highest.

If you want the soul of the sword, you should burn a living person; if you want the soul of painting, you should melt human blood; if you want the soul of the road, you should put the bones on it;

Bridge builders, another implicit but inevitable knowledge, is related to superstition beyond this pure skill.

To be more specific, in fact, various skills in ancient times are related to similar superstitions, such as the ceremony of worshiping the ancestors and masters that is inevitable in all walks of life, which can also be counted as one of them. Various rules extended from this, such as It is also one of the troupe's bans on this and that.

——Fearing the ghosts and gods, I dare not speak, but I would like to move the ghosts and gods with a song.

The theory of ghosts and gods is both respectful and fearful, so there is a reason to believe it. Things that modern science cannot explain are classified as theology, which is also an inevitable after some kind of helplessness.

It cannot be said that it is not there without evidence, and it cannot be said that it is there without evidence, so what should we do?

In ancient times, it was wizards or witches who had the right to speak. They are in the same line as witches, and they have the power of explanation that others do not have. They can explain some truths and bring some benefits, such as some folk remedies, but they cannot explain the scientific principles of them. , but it is useful, which is very powerful.

For example, in the Compendium of Materia Medica, which is regarded as the standard, there are also Chinese medicine names such as the widow's bedside ash and the filial shirt, which are completely unreasonable. They cannot be explained scientifically, but they can actually be effective in curing diseases. Believe it or not?

For ordinary people, they have no more choices. Isn’t it a joke to rely on old farmers who don’t know a word to figure out why the medicine works?

Therefore, such an existence is naturally covered with a veil of mystery, and it is impossible to tell what is actually effective in it, so we can only believe in the explanations of wizards and witches.

And theology seems to be set up to explain things other than these sciences-everyone who doesn't understand is God.

When Ji Mo was thinking about this, and was arguing the truth and the inevitability of existence, on the bank of the river over there, the sacrifice had come to an end, the singing had stopped, and the surging river water seemed to be real There is a somewhat gentle trend, and it is still rushing, but it lacks the compelling sense of urgency.

The people over there had dispersed in twos and threes, and the wizard was the first to leave.

Seeing this, Master Ji took another step, which meant that he could pass.

When encountering other people's sacrifices, no matter whether they understand clearly or not, don't approach them rashly. This is to prevent unintentional interruption of sacrifices and enmity.

But after the sacrifice is over, you can go forward, there is only one thing, "Don't talk or ask nonsense about what you saw just now."

Master Ji made a special exhortation.

A senior brother had a big heart and yelled: "Don't worry, we all know that there will be nonsense!"

"Yes, master, don't worry!"

Ji Mo knew that sentence was for him, so he agreed.

Wang Shizhu picked up Ji Mo and walked over together. The villagers hadn't dispersed yet. When they saw people coming, someone called the village chief to greet him. Only one person can control the right to speak in a village. Before the village chief said anything, , the villagers will not pay too much attention to outsiders.

Master Ji is not a talkative person either. When he saw the village chief, he said that he was here to check the condition of the stone bridge.

"It's good, it's good, we don't save sacrifices every year."

The village head seemed to have inhaled enough incense, his face was flushed, and he smiled on his dry face as he spoke, praising the benefits of the bridge.

This is... Throwing a child in every year?Ji Mo thought that before coming here, Master Ji had repeatedly told him not to run around, probably for this reason, who knows where the children they used for sacrifices came from, if they were not from this village, they were from other places or abducted. or……

His thoughts were getting worse and worse, and his face was also a little ugly. Ji Mo lowered his head, not letting his face show, so as not to cause any unexpected problems.

They are not members of the government, so they have no way to deal with these ignorant villagers. What's more, in the eyes of the ancient government, sacrifices are also something that should be done. As long as children are used as sacrifices, as long as there is no trouble, no official will come and take care of them. The word "folklore" is enough to explain everything.

This is the official opinion. What methods and powers do these people have to coerce each other?

Ji Mo's heart is heavy, he only saw these people, but there are more people that he has not seen, can they be saved?

It's still impossible in front of me, let alone other things.

It's no wonder that many time travellers, as soon as they arrived in ancient times, showed great power and rebelled against each other. It is really unbearable and unbearable to see some phenomena.

When Ji Mo saw the scene just now, he thought that he could act like a wise official and wisely throw the wizard into the river, let him communicate with the river god, but in the end, his steps were as heavy as if they were filled with lead , just in place, motionless.

His rationality told him that he was right to stay still. He was small and weak, even these masters and brothers who seemed to be standing beside him would not really fight against those villagers with him.Emotional, but he couldn't bear to watch it, and had to watch it.

After reading it, the best thought was, I hope there is really a river god in this world, so that this sacrifice and that child's life would not be wasted in vain.

I really wanted to slap myself, but I knew that it was useless.

Weak, cowardly, and incompetent, he can't change the world, and the only thing he can do is to insist on not following the crowd.

"Okay, that's good." Master Ji was still talking to the village chief, his words were dull, and after a few words, he went to see how the bridge was. But it passed, and it never returned, and the child who sank in the water has long since disappeared.

Ji Mo walked on the bridge, leaning on the railing to watch, feeling an urge to jump into the water, if he jumped down to save the child right now, would he still be able to find someone, be able to be rescued, would he be able to... live?

There is no answer.

"Little brother, let's go."

Wang Shizhu called him, and Ji Mo came back to his senses, only to realize that he hadn't listened to what Master Ji was saying at all, and now the lecture was over, and everyone was about to leave.

The village head is still warmly inviting Master Ji to stay for a stay. They also stayed here when the bridge was built.

Master Ji waved his hand and refused: "No, there is still a place to go. Since there is nothing else, let's go first."

The two were polite, seeing Ji Mo not moving, Wang Shizhu thought he was tired, went up and hugged Ji Mo directly, and followed the team.

Ji Mo remained silent, and he hardly said a word for the rest of the way. During the meal, Master Ji called him to his side, gave him a piece of jerky, asked him to hold it slowly, and touched him. As if understanding the vibration in his heart, he didn't say much.

"Master, don't the government care about them like that?"

Ji Mo couldn't bear it, and asked anyway, his immature voice was a bit unwilling.

"Sacrificing is a big deal, I can't control it."

In this world, if these people on this continent are all one nation, they also have different ethnic groups, different living habits, different dialects, and different customs. They live together with a village as the smallest unit. The priests also have their own reasons to talk about. How should the government manage it? Is it unified?

It is possible to unify the written language, and even the habits and tools of farming, but how to unify when it is really the turn of the spiritual level that directly touches the soul?That is not something that can be obeyed by orders. Even if the time traveler with pioneering spirit comes here, if he wants to change this kind of spiritual things, he needs to start from the next generation, raise them together, and use more advanced knowledge To crush those backward superstitions.

But this approach also has limitations, and it cannot be influenced by those superstitions, otherwise, it is really hard to say how effective it will be.

Ji Mo knows that there are gods in some worlds, and what the Wuzhu world faintly feels is not false. Then, did these worlds without Wuzhu ever have gods?If so, are these things that change folk customs against the gods?Can it be carried out to the end?

It takes great courage to truly eliminate such harmful superstitions.

Ji Mo asked Master Ji about the pile-drilling, "Is it necessary to build a bridge like this?"

"That's why the bridge is not going well." Surprised by Ji Mo's question, and feeling that there is no need to hide anything, he will know sooner or later, so Master Ji told the truth.

"Not going well?" Ji Mo was surprised by the choice of the word, this is...

"What skills can't do, what sacrifice can do."

Master Ji patted Ji Mo's head again, watching him chew the jerky stuffed into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, as if he wanted to vent something, his small teeth were faint, and he was exerting force, and the look in his eyes was a little more relaxed. It's good that he wasn't frightened, as long as he saw that just now, he was frightened.

"Some things cannot be done by humans, so we have to sacrifice to the gods and ask for God's will."

There are many places to go, many things to see, and some knowledge will be gained, but there will be deeper confusion, too many things that cannot be explained in words.

Master Ji didn't want to say these things at the moment, he just perfunctorily said to Ji Mo: "Take your time, you learn how to build bridges first and then talk about other things."

One or two cases cannot represent all, and Master Ji is not going to put the main teaching energy on those cases.

"Ok, I know."

Ji Mo nodded obediently. His current main task is to learn how to build bridges. He has always known it.