Seeing that there was no movement at all, Zhang Zhu asked his brother while peeling melon seeds, "Why do we have to wait until the silkworm moths have emerged and started mating before taking action?" C
"Wait for it to lay eggs." The little brother looked up at the giant cocoon on the wooden shelf, then lowered his eyelids and said, "It works."
Although Zhang Chuxun has guessed the origin of the brain silkworm, he still doesn't know its function.
However, everything related to the Wang family is also linked to a person’s lifespan.
Zhang Zhuoxun also asked directly, "Brother, does this kind of Gu silkworm have anything to do with lifespan? Can it extend human lifespan in some way?"
It can be inferred from Ma Chongshan's half-truths and half-false words that the cause of all this happened started from Ma Chongshan's trip to southern Tibet.
Ma Chongshan went to Medog, and after he came back, things started happening in the Ma family.
Was this Gu silkworm given to him by the Wang family, or was it obtained by Ma Chongshan by chance? 粂
Speaking of which, let me briefly introduce the so-called Gu silkworm, which is the kind of brain silkworm we just saw.
The giant silkworms raised here by Ma Chongshan are actually a kind of Gu insect whose appearance and habits are almost similar to ordinary silkworms.
Gu magic is very famous in the long history of ancient my country.
Especially in the Miao and southern Xinjiang areas many years ago, among all the poisons, the most terrifying and powerful ones were those of the Monba people in southern Tibet.
The Monba people live in the eastern end of the southern slope of the Himalayas, known as the top of the world, in the two vast areas of Luoyu and Xipimenyu. They are a small ethnic minority with only more than 10,000 people.
Poison has always been associated with voodoo. Poisoning people is actually equivalent to poisoning.
Planting and raising voodoo is a traditional custom inherited by them for thousands of years, and it has nothing to do with factors such as ethnic hatred.粂
It's just that poisoners believe that if they poison wealthy people, they will be able to attract wealth; if they poison strong people, they will be healthy and live longer; and those who have troubled lives will poison everything in their lives.
Those who wish will gain good luck.
In Zhang Chuxun's view, this is somewhat nonsense. Many times, what humans seek from gods and Buddhas is nothing more than psychological comfort. In the final analysis, it is related to their own mentality and thoughts.
Some early-stage cancer patients are still living happily, but they have survived beyond the survival period given by the doctor, and the disease miraculously disappears.
If some healthy people feel sorry for themselves every day, suffer from constant sorrow, and suffer from heart problems for a long time, their bodies will naturally collapse slowly.
It is not unreasonable to say that a heart disease needs a heart medicine.
Today, the mysterious Gu magic of the Modog Monba people in southern Tibet has become a legend.
Now that something related to Gu insects suddenly appeared here, it is not difficult to deduce that this giant silkworm is related to the life span that the Wang family has always been entangled with.粂
Could it be that Ma Chongshan also wanted to live forever, and the Wang family seized on this and used him for experiments?
Or maybe something happened to Ma Chongshan when he went to Medog, forcing him to choose to raise Gu silkworms with the blood of his family members.
What kind of change will happen?
Zhang Zhuxun looked at his little brother, and Qi Yi got the answer from him.
The little brother pondered for a few seconds, seeming to be thinking, but finally gave an ambiguous answer, "Yes and no."
"Ah?" Zhang Zhuxun was a little discouraged. He had already held his breath waiting for the big secret, but this was the result.
"The Tianshou silkworm cannot extend human lifespan." The younger brother said.粂
"Oh, then what?" Zhang Zhuoxun asked, Tianshou silkworm should be the name of brain silkworm.
"But it can rob you of your lifespan." The younger brother said calmly, "Ma Chongshan got terminally ill a long time ago. Even if he uses this thing, he can only linger on."
Zhang Zhuoxun thought about the meaning of his brother's words and said in disbelief: "Is there really a poison in this world that can transfer life span?"
"It's fake." The little brother lowered his eyelids, "It's just that the thing is living on his behalf. In fact, the person himself is dead long ago."
Zhang Zhuoxun was a little confused. How could he talk to people if they were dead?
Could it be that the silkworm that ate the instant noodles before was a silkworm? Good luck! Is this silkworm a spirit?
No, no, I'm really confused. Although Ma Chongshan looked a little pale and stiff before, he was indeed breathing and... 粂
Heartbeat! Damn!
Zhang Zhuxun realized what the problem was. Ma Chongshan's heartbeat was too weak. Even when he was being chased by the Wang family and running for his life, his heartbeat was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
Not to mention that when he saw his little brother unexpectedly, Zhang Zhuxun didn't pay much attention to Ma Chongshan at all. It was good to be able to find his breath in the cold wind and snow.
It is precisely because of this that Ma Chongshan's heartbeat is weak, but his breathing is obvious and deliberate.
"He is a living dead!" Zhang Zhuxun affirmed.
Let’s draw this conclusion to the details that he had inadvertently ignored before.
Ma Chongshan's stiff and heavy steps, the way he often covers his heart, his even breathing, and his attempts to sneak away quietly in the middle of the night are all to hide the fact that he is not a normal person.粂
It turns out that the biggest secret Ma Chongshan wanted to hide was himself.
The younger brother nodded, "He already had a silkworm in his heart, but it was severely injured."
Serious damage? Zhang Zhuoxun thought to himself, it could only have been caused by the Wang family's sneak attack.
Seeing that Zhang Zhuxun still didn't understand how Ma Chongshan became a living dead, the younger brother took out an old notebook from his backpack.
Zhang Zhuxun was stunned for a moment, "What is this?"
"Ma Chongshan's life countdown." The younger brother handed him the notebook, "Everything you want to know is in it."
Zhang Zhuxun took it and found that it was a sheepskin codebook from an old era. Of course, the lock had been destroyed.粂
The code book is very thick, and it seems that Ma Chongshan is a person who is obsessed with recording.
The beginning of the book is more like a travel diary, written since Ma Chongshan went to southern Tibet. The sheepskin of the book is also made of local leather, which Ma Chongshan made by himself.
As Zhang Chuxun had speculated before, the Tianshou silkworm was indeed something obtained from the Modog Monba tribe.
In fact, Ma Chongshan did not go to southern Tibet alone. He was accompanied by one of his compatriots, named Ma Chongfeng.
But in the end, the only person who returned to the Ma family in Nepal with the antiques was Ma Chongshan, because his brother Ma Chongfeng finally died on the snowy mountain.
And the person who was supposed to stay on the snow mountain forever was Ma Chongshan.
There is a two-year age difference between Ma Chongshan and his brother. When the two brothers went to southern Tibet, they just wanted to collect a batch of Tibetan antiques. However, after staying in southern Tibet for several months, they did not receive anything.
Ma Chongshan’s favorite thing.粂
Until one day, Ma Chongshan accidentally discovered an ancient sheepskin Buddhist scripture scroll in a Tibetan home.
This is a map, which records in ancient Tibetan shamanic language that there is an extremely sacred place in southern Tibet, located deep in the Yarlung Zangbo River Grand Canyon. Legend has it that there is a holy place full of golden Buddha lotuses.
In order to find out about this place, Ma Chongshan found a way to sneak into the local sacrificial activities. He spent a lot of money and racked his brains to find out about this place from the wizards there, which is in the mysterious mountain of Medog.
Since he had not received anything special for a long time, Ma Chongshan became curious, so he discussed it with his brother and led a few of his men on the road to find the Lotus Holy Land.
Medog has had traffic jams since ancient times. Especially in that era, it almost became a mysterious island isolated from the world.
Ma Chongshan hired a local guide, and the group traveled over mountains and ridges, riding horses on the snow-capped mountains for five days. Unfortunately, they encountered a snowstorm, which made it difficult to even walk, let alone find the direction. They thoroughly
Lost in the snow.
At that time, people and horses were exhausted, but fortunately the guide led them to find a narrow hot spring cave to take shelter temporarily.粂
The violent snowstorm was raging outside the mountain crevices. The guide had a sad look on his face and kept praying to the Yala Xiangbo Mountain God who was responsible for the blizzard in his heart. However, the wind and snow howled all day and night without stopping, and his devout prayers did not have the slightest effect.
Function.
"The mountain gods must have noticed that we were trying to find the treasure land where they lived, so they suddenly punished us with a snowstorm."
The guide was filled with regret. He should not have led these greedy people here to find the holy land where the mountain god lives just for so much money.
Everyone was in despair about this trip. Ma Chongshan regretted it endlessly. He regretted that his recklessness had caused them to be trapped on the snowy mountain. Now let alone a holy place, they could not even save their lives.
Just when Ma Chongshan thought he was going to die on this vast snow-capped mountain, his guide suddenly said that he could smell the aroma of food, and walked straight towards the deeper part of the hot spring crack.
At that time, Ma Chongshan and his party had already eaten up all the dry food they had brought with them, so they relied on the melted snow water in the iron pot to survive for two days.
The horses that were transporting them up the mountain had already been bled and stored on the snowy mountains when the snowstorm came. Due to the difficulty of trudging through the snow thicker than their thighs, the horses' hooves had long been bled and stored and then dumped on the snowy mountains. Their bodies were also buried in the snow. They didn't know where they were buried.
It’s hard to go out and find horse meat to satisfy your hunger.粂
Everyone was hungry, their chests pressed against their backs, and they were drowsy. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Tibetan guide suddenly stood up from the ground, his nose twitched, as if he smelled something very fragrant, and he kept murmuring words such as thanking God for the gift.
, and walked towards the narrower gap in the mountain with salivating eyes.
Ma Chongshan and the others were also in a daze from hunger. When they smelled it carefully, there was really a faint fragrance floating in the air. It was very, very fragrant. It was an aroma that could not be described in words. There was no delicacy in the world that could compare with it.
Comparable to it.
To be continued...