The painting on the Nine-Headed Rakshasa Mask is lifelike. At first glance, it really looks like someone is staring at you.
"Ah..." Gu Yu shouted.
Although this little girl had grown up in the mountains, this was probably the first time she saw such a scene, so she was so frightened that she screamed.
"Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, they are just some Nuo witch masks." Xiangyu hugged Gu Yu at once, then patted her back gently and said.
"Strange, these masks look a bit like shamanism in appearance. How come they appear in Shennongjia?" The professor said doubtfully, while walking towards the wall on the right, and then standing next to a nine-headed Rakshasa mask.
He stopped in front and looked carefully.
When I saw this, I walked over and raised the hernia lamp high to illuminate the professor.
After observing for a while, the professor raised his hand and wanted to feel it with touch.
I hurriedly stopped and said, "Professor, I don't know if there is any mechanism here. Do you want to test it with something first?"
"No, don't worry. Shamanism is basically idealism. They believe in the existence of the soul. Even if they get sick, they believe that the disease will occur because the soul doesn't hurry up, so there will be no physical objects in their place.
The existence of hidden weapons, to take a step back, even if a hidden weapon is really set up, it will control us mentally and will not harm us physically." The professor stopped and said to me with a smile.
"Oh, then you should be more careful," my voice became much softer, and suddenly I felt a little regretful about my actions just now. After all, in this team, I should be the most shallow in terms of practical experience and theoretical knowledge. If not
With this bit of Sirian blood in me, I probably wouldn't even have the chance to support such an organization.
The professor smiled at me twice more, and then took down a nine-headed Rakshasa mask on the wall.
After looking at it for a while, he said to me: "The owner of these masks on the wall is a woman. This woman is probably the chief of this place, because in ancient times, the great wizard of a clan was from this place.
Ruler." The professor said, handed me the mask in his hand, and then took off the other one.
"Professor, do you think the owner of these masks is the same person as the original owner of the plaster photo?" I said, staring at the Nine-Headed Rakshasa Mask in my hand.
"It's very possible. We know that even in Egypt, only their kings have the right to be sealed in plaster and turned into a mummy after death." The professor said while observing the mask in his hand.
"But, what is sealed in the plaster now is a person who looks very similar to my father. Why is this?" I continued to ask.
"Zhou Cang, many times, what you see and hear is not the truth," the professor said slowly, raising his head and looking at me deeply.
"Then how do I judge what is fact?" I asked.
"Only the results obtained after careful and rigorous analysis are the truth." The professor said, lowering his head to study the mask in his hand.
After coming here for a while, he spoke again: "The masks here should all be different."
"Different?" I repeated his last two words.
"Yes, if you compare it carefully, the two masks we have are different. I think the different masks here should be used in different sacrifices. But why are they used in such large quantities?
What about the masks? Do they really have so many kinds of sacrificial rituals? Or are these masks not used for sacrificial rituals at all, but have other uses?" The professor stared at the masks all over the wall, wondering.
I know whether you are talking to me or talking to yourself.
At this time, Xiang Yu's voice came from the other side of the main hall: "Professor, Zhou Cang, you two come and take a look. There is actually a set of chimes here."
As soon as we heard the word chime, the professor's and I's eyes lit up at the same time.
You must know that the complete set of chimes discovered in our country is the chime bells of Zeng Hou Yi.
If there really is another complete set of chimes here, it might be older than the chimes of Marquis Yi of Zeng.
The professor and I walked over quickly.
Sure enough, in the front right corner of the main hall, there is a set of huge chimes standing.
I counted as I walked, and I found out that Zeng Hou Yi’s chimes are composed of 65 small chimes, and the set in front of us has a full eighty-nine pieces.
It is a set of important ritual and music instruments that is larger than Zeng Hou Yi’s chime bells.
The chime is supported by a masked shaman, but the shaman here wears an ordinary mask, not the nine-headed Rakshasa mask on the wall.
There are two cranes on both sides slightly in front of the chime. There is a bone flute in the middle of the cranes, and the two ends of the bone flute are held in the mouths of the cranes.
The most puzzling thing is that there is a thin bronze piece hanging downwards on the bone flute, which feels like it is used to strike the chime, but the thin bronze piece is connected to the bone flute.
This set of chimes is presented in front of us in three rows. Its majestic momentum cannot be described in words.
"Professor, I always feel awkward when this set of chimes appears here. Do you feel it?" Xiangyu walked to the professor's side and said softly.
"This set of chimes must have been made before the chimes of Marquis Yi of Zeng. The entire set is made of bronze and is so completely preserved. It is really rare. However, the chimes are large-scale ritual and musical instruments.
Throw it here casually, an era above etiquette and music
, it’s a bit unreasonable. This may be the reason why you feel awkward.” The professor took a step forward, but did not dare to touch the chime. He just bent over, holding the hand behind his back, and then said slowly, “The texture is so beautiful.
, It’s really rare, rare.”
After seeing him raving about it, I planned to go ahead and appreciate it.
At this time, a gust of cold wind came in from nowhere, blowing it so much that I got goosebumps all over my body.
After the wind blew past us, it headed straight for the set of chimes in front of us.
The thin bronze pieces hanging on the bone flute were blown by the wind, and they hit the chimes one by one, not knowing whether they were rhythmic or random.
Immediately, a pleasant sound began to surround the main hall.
This music seems to have an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but I asked me to tell you why, but I can't explain it. That feeling is particularly uncomfortable.
However, this music is really beautiful, as if it can suddenly wash away all the turbidity in people's hearts.
Professor Chen Mo, Xiangyu, Gu Yu and others also stood there blankly. I think they were also shocked by this music.
As I listened, I closed my eyes involuntarily.
Suddenly, the playing style changed, seemingly from being light and comfortable just now to suppressing sadness.
Listening to the sounds that surrounded my ears, I began to think about my life.
It seems that since I can remember, I can’t count the time I spent with my parents on my ten fingers.
Fortunately, my grandparents have always been with me, but now my grandma is gone, and my grandpa has gone to the distant Guizhou. His father's whereabouts are unknown, his mother is seriously ill, and Zhou Lan has fallen into the abyss again and his life or death is uncertain.
I suddenly felt sad. I felt like I couldn't even live a normal life in the thirty or so years since I was born.
Now he is being coerced by others, constantly going into the mountains and forests to search for astrolabes. In the end, he will definitely be making wedding dresses for others.
Slowly, I started to burst into tears.
I started to move my steps and walked forward.
I thought to myself, living like this, it would be better to step into the abyss. Anyway, my relatives are no longer here. If I disappear suddenly, no one will be harmed. And without the help of the Sirians, those pregnant people will not be hurt.
People with arrogant ambitions can no longer continue to search for the horoscope.
As I kept thinking about it, I reached the edge of the abyss.
I took a deep breath, without any fear or concern in my heart. I just wanted to end it all quickly, so I took a step forward.
But my foot stepped on a ball of black hair.
Immediately, a voice came: "Xiao Cang, what are you doing, are you looking for death?"