Bashan, in a broad sense, refers to a large mountain located between Shu, Qin, Long and Hubei.
In a narrow sense, Bashan refers to Daba Mountain, starting from Micang Mountain in the west and ending at the famous Shennongjia in the east...
Since ancient times, this mountain has been full of mysterious legends.
It is said that Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs here and taught people to "build trees into houses to avoid danger". After his death, he "built trees into altars and flew into the sky astride cranes." The mountain over there is called Shennongjia...
In modern times, there are still legends about savages in Shennongjia...
To the south of Shennongjia is the famous Wu Gorge.
In Wu Gorge, it is said that a goddess lives...
The famous Goddess Peak is said to have been transformed by Yao Ji, the youngest daughter of the Queen Mother...
King Huai of Chu dreamed of the Wushan goddess...
There are also Dragon-Slaying Platform and Wangfu Stone...
Therefore, Bashan Wu Gorge has always been shrouded in a mysterious veil, and secular people yearn for it. People keep coming to Bashan Wu Gorge to look for immortals and goddesses, but they have never found one...
They traveled all over the Bashan and Wu Gorges, and in some mountain villages they saw only some poor mountain people.
The conditions in the villages deep in Bashan are extremely difficult. Many mountain people rely on hunting and collecting wild products to survive. How can they look like immortals and goddesses?
In the past few decades, villages deep in Bashan have suffered a serious population loss, and some have only seven or eight households left, such as Baziying Village.
Baziying Village is located in the deepest part of Bashan Wu Gorge, with only a small trail leading to the outside of the mountain.
The people living in the village are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and the young people have gone to work in big cities like Shudu.
Normally, Baziying Village is lifeless, with no outsiders coming.
But today, a lot of people came to Baziying Village.
Most of them were police officers in blue uniforms, doctors in white coats, and rescue workers in yellow clothes...
They put the corpses on stretchers, carried them out from the Yangchang Mountain Road with difficulty, and drove them to the big city for autopsies and tests to see how they died...
Some of the mountain people in the village had never been out of Bashan. Unexpectedly, they died and were pulled out of the mountain...
Jiang Chonglou hired a taxi and drove hundreds of kilometers to the town closest to Baziying.
He bought a camouflage uniform and a mountaineering bag, pretended to be a travel companion, and arrived at Baziying Village with a wooden stick. It was already evening.
It started to rain lightly in the sky.
Doctors and rescue workers have moved all the dead out, and only a few police officers are left in the village.
The policemen were originally surveying the scene in various places, but it started to rain in the evening, so they had to gather in the big house of the village chief's house to rest.
Jiang Zhonglou saw the smoke coming from the largest roof and came to the door of the house.
"Who are you?"
When the police officer saw Jiang Zhonglou, who was all wet, he immediately became alert.
"I am a traveling traveler. I lost my way. I saw a village and smoke coming here, so I came here."
Jiang Zhonglou pretended to be shivering from the cold.
"Oh, then come in and warm yourself by the fire!"
The police officer called Jiang Zhonglou in.
Jiang Zhonglou then entered the house, took off his hiking bag and put it in the corner of the house, squatting by the fire pit to warm himself.
Although this house is the largest in Baziying Village, it is only about ten square meters and is divided into two rooms.
In the middle of the outhouse is a fire pit. The firewood burning inside illuminates the dark room twinklingly, giving off a strange feeling...
On the skylight of the roof, half a piece of pork was hung, blackened by the smoke in the fire pit...
A policeman cut off pieces of bacon with a knife and cooked them in a dark pot hanging on the fire pit.
Another police officer dug out a few sweet potatoes from the fire pit and handed them to a little boy beside the fire pit.
The little boy is only seven or eight years old. His hair is slightly red, his skin is very dark, his teeth are extremely white, and he has two copper rings hanging from his ears. He looks like he belongs to an ethnic minority living in the mountains.
He wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes with a sad expression, took the sweet potato obediently, silently took a bite and kept chewing, as if he had forgotten to swallow...
The policeman was also sad, dug out another sweet potato and handed it to Jiang Zhonglou.
"Thanks."
Jiang Zhonglou took the sweet potato, took a bite, then looked at the drizzle outside the door doubtfully and said, "What happened... in this village? Why are there only a few of you? Where are the others?"
"Everyone else...is dead..."
The leading police officer sighed, looked at the boy, and said: "He is the only one left in Baziying now."
"this..."
Jiang Zhonglou pretended to be shocked and frowned: "How could the whole village... have an accident together? Is it food poisoning?"
"No, there is someone who is completely unconscionable..."
"What..."
Jiang Zhonglou pretended to be surprised and looked at the boy.
I saw that the boy was still eating his sweet potatoes silently, without speaking...
However, a tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye in the darkness and fell on the sweet potato.
"Oga, the bacon is cooked, where is your bowl?"
The leading police officer asked the boy.
The boy bit the sweet potato with his mouth, went to the back room, opened the cabinet drawer, and took out some bowls and chopsticks.
The policeman scooped up the bacon, gave Oga a bowl first, and then gave it to everyone else.
Oga took the bowl, but did not eat it. Instead, he pinched off a small piece of fat and threw it outside the door.
It seems to be some kind of memorial custom in Baziying.
"..."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they followed Oga's example, pinched a little bit of the meat in their bowls, and threw it out of the house.
You should do as the Romans do when you're in the countryside, not to mention that so many people died in Baziying, so it's appropriate to pay homage...
But I saw a big yellow dog running over and eating the pieces of meat that everyone threw...
"You don't need to offer sacrifices... Bazu is a demigod and only eats the meat offered by us Ba people."
After Oga said calmly, he ate the bacon in the bowl.
"Bazu? Demigod... Ba people?"
Everyone looked at each other.
"Oga, what do you mean by Bazu, demigods and Ba people?"
asked the leading police officer.
"Those with pure blood among the Ba people are demigods. Although they are not as good as true gods, they still have divine power..."
Aoga ate bacon and said calmly: "We in Baziying are all descendants of the Ba people. Many of them are demigods with pure blood. When they die, some of them can go to the divine realm."
"Forehead..."
The police officers looked at each other again.
"Oga, where is the realm of the true god you mentioned?" the leading police officer asked again.
"In the moon."
Oga looked at the sky outside the house.
It's raining and the moon can't be seen at all...
"this..."
The leading police officer paused for a moment, then said: "Oga, there are no true gods or demigods in this world. These are all feudal superstitions... and unscientific."
"No, my grandfather said that your science is just nonsense from people who don't understand. True God does exist, and we Ba people are all descendants of demigods." Oga said stubbornly.
"Forehead..."
The police were speechless.
"Oga, you should go to school in a city outside..."
"Yeah, this Baziying... is so backward, it's like a barbaric land..."
"Oga is so young, he actually believes these ridiculous and ignorant legends..."
Several policemen looked at Oga and shook their heads with regret.
"This is not a ridiculous legend, it is true!"
When Aoga saw that the police did not believe him, he immediately shouted excitedly: "The true gods came from outside the sky, and the moon is their spaceship. We humans were created by the true goddess Nuwa. All the people she created with her own hands carry her with her."
The divinity is a demigod!
We Ba people are the descendants of demigods, and among the Ba people with pure blood, there may be omnipotent and immortal demigods!"
Aoga's emotions were a little out of control, his face turned red and his chest heaved rapidly.