"Zhou Cang, why does this situation seem a bit inappropriate?" Chen Mo, who was standing next to me, suddenly said.
It seems that Chen Mo also felt it.
"Chen Mo, I have an ominous premonition that we have all fallen into the Sirius people's scheme." When I said this, I unconsciously raised my head and took a look at Sirius shining in the starry sky.
"However, we have found three astrolabes and taken out all of them. Therefore, even if we really made a mistake now, it is irreversible. We can only go out first and talk about it later." Che Enmo said.
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"Chen Mo, let's take down the Night Pearl first and see if it's okay. I have a vague feeling that this stone fish and white rosette are actually an altar for the Sirians. The purpose of their sacrifices is to distance themselves from them.
to get in touch with the mother planet and then transmit the information. Whether it is the fish mouth submerged in the mountain or the astrolabe between the stone fish and the white rosette, they are actually all designed to prevent the Sirians from obtaining information on the earth.
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"Zhou Cang, your idea coincides with mine. Since we have the same opinion, let's first remove the luminous pearl from the big stone fish." Chen Mo said.
Hearing what Chen Mo said, I stretched out my hand to the location of the Night Pearl, because the distance between where I was and the Night Pearl was closer than that of Chen Mo.
However, my hand just touched the vines on the Luminous Pearl. For some reason, my fingertips were cut, and a large amount of blood flowed out from my fingertips in an instant.
The strange thing is that my blood actually flowed down along the lines of the red jade vines wrapped around the body of the big stone fish.
"Zhou Cang, move your hands quickly." Chen Mo was already standing behind me at some point.
When he saw my cut and bleeding fingers, he suddenly shouted loudly.
However, at this moment, my head was already dizzy, and I felt as if my feet could not stand firmly on the ground.
The scenery in front of me kept shaking, and there were bursts of noisy sounds in my ears, and this sound was obviously the ancient language I had heard before.
And this time it was particularly clear.
This kind of language, if we use our words to describe it, is a bit similar to the sound of small waves when a small fish jumps out of the water.
It seems that all the beats are the same, but when you taste them carefully, you can notice some differences.
"Zhou Cang, wake up, come to your senses, and don't follow the vines of red flowers and jade stamens. Wake up quickly."
I could hear Chen Mo calling my name all the time, his hands slapping my face, neck and arms.
Bits of pain shot through my muscles.
I tried to open my mouth, but no words came out.
As Chen Mo said, my consciousness has been moving forward with an irresistible force.
Those who travel through mountains and rivers move forward with purpose.
The scenery in front of me gradually became blurry as it swayed.
In the blur, there are some things that are vaguely visible.
I saw the white lotus spinning rapidly. The lotus seeds in the white lotus pod were bright pearls at night.
The light of the night pearl illuminated the mountain stream, and a dazzling light shot straight into the sky.
There was something vaguely moving on the lotus pods.
I couldn't help but squint my eyes and look at the lotus pod.
After looking carefully for a while, I suddenly discovered that every glowing lotus seed on the lotus pod was actually a creature with the head of a human and the body of a snake.
The lotus petals are actually made of the tails of things with human heads and snake bodies.
In the middle of the lotus stands a big fish.
My visual field is extremely small, so I don’t know whether the big fish is alive or carved out of stone.
Could this be the ritual of sacrificial rituals performed by the Sirians?
So where did the bursts of singing-like sounds in my ears come from? Could it be the sounds made by those creatures with human heads and snake bodies standing in lotus pods carrying glowing lotus seeds?
The way the Sirians perform sacrifices is so different from that of people on Earth. They seem to use sound and light to feel the messages that both parties want to give each other. This is so different from the Chinese people’s incense-burning prayers, so I also watched it at first.
Gotta be a little confused.
However, after standing blankly for a while, I seemed to suddenly feel the specialness of this altar.
It's just very bright.
But this kind of brightness is different from the kind of light we get from the sun during the day.
The light that filled the altar was soft, like water.
My first reaction was that this was the light from the moon.
Because this kind of light is so similar to moonlight, but moonlight doesn't seem to be able to emit such bright light.
I suddenly raised my head and found that the sky above my head seemed to be covered by a huge pot lid, and the silver light on the ground was emanating from this big pot lid.
I don't know why, but at this moment I have a strong feeling that the big pot lid with silver light above my head is actually the moon.
That is the shape of the sky during the period when the Sirians were active on the earth.
Could it be said that there is any difference between the ancient sky and the modern sky?
Because the moon is actually a solid planet, and the sky we see now is actually just a layer of gas.
In the corridor of Shentang Bay, I learned from the pieced-together snakeskin painting that the moon was probably the spacecraft used by the Sirians to come to the earth.
The Sirians parked their spaceship over China's territory and then entered the earth.
However, in that picture, there is a large space that is blank, and later is the scene depicting the Sirian man driving the spaceship away from the earth.
Therefore, we have no way of knowing from the painting what the blank space in the middle is talking about.
Perhaps our obsession with the moon is too strong, coupled with the civil strife of human beings from generation to generation, we have lost the crystallization of wisdom that should have been passed down.
I don’t know if it’s because he’s been looking for the astrolabe, so my grandfather started to do in-depth research on the oracle bone script “Heaven” very early on.
He also once wrote a long article on the study of the word "天" in oracle bone inscriptions.
I was lucky enough to read it once in my grandfather's study. The general content of it is that ancient people used drawing to create characters. For example, the character "日" is a circle with a dot added, and a circle represents the sun.
The shape, the point in the middle, is actually the dazzling state that the ancients felt when they looked up at the sun, and in fact, it exactly represents the sunspots of the sun.
The example grandpa cited is particularly specific.
However, the first problem arises here, because in the early oracle bone inscriptions, there was only one word for "sun", and the corresponding word for "moon" that represented night did not exist at all.
Does this mean that in ancient times, there was no moon at all?
The word "sky" in the most primitive oracle bone inscriptions is very different from our current sky. At first glance, it looks like a walking person with a big circle on his head.
Grandpa also cited another example in his article, that is, the same pattern can also be found in the murals of the Pantheon in Egypt. Similar clues can be found in the murals. In the murals, the heads of the gods are staring at a ball.
Therefore, at the end of the article he wrote, my grandfather came to the conclusion that the original meaning of the gods of the Egyptian Pantheon is consistent with the Chinese oracle bone inscriptions, that is, the gods come from the sky, so they have round heads.
, generally refers to "the will of heaven".
However, grandpa also pointed out at the end that the sky mentioned by the ancients has another meaning, that is, people who come down from the sphere.
Anyway, in one sentence, the heaven of the ancients was tangible.
If this is the case, could it be that the rituals of worshiping the heaven in ancient times that we always thought were not about the sky but the moon?
Grandpa has always been obsessed with the study of oracle bones, and it must not only be based on interest.
If you connect the results of his research with what I have experienced so far, then the behavior of our emperors in the past dynasties when they worshiped the sky on Mount Tai was not to sacrifice the sky at all, but to the ball that was placed on their heads earlier, which was the moon.
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Since the moon was originally brought by the Sirians, and they finally left it behind when they left, it must have had some purpose.
Could it be that the various sacrifices our nation has always admired are simply conveying some kind of message to Sirius?
In order to prevent this behavior from happening, Empress Houtu organized a force to fight against the Sirians. After driving them out of the earth, she set up eight stars at some special places above the 30th latitude and longitude.
The disk is used to resist the people on earth from passing on the things that Sirius wants to steal on this blue planet in the form of sacrifices.