The round wooden pier is probably an offering table.
It is said to be a wooden pier.
In fact, it is very hard and immortal.
It is probably a rare stone and wood that exists in the form of a semi-fossil.
On it is carved a statue of a god wearing human clothes with a facial expression.
It's extremely weird, mysterious and a bit scary.
The fat man didn't care what was on the wooden pillar.
He only wanted to explain to me that he had grown so fat in order to prepare for infiltrating the enemy in the future.
I waved to him and stopped talking.
It seemed that we had entered a building.
The Shangui Temple is dedicated to Wong Tai Sin.
This can be seen from the patterns on the wooden pier table and the swaying clay statues in the stone hall.
The collapsed clay statues in the stone hall are similar in form to the City God's sacred stove in ordinary temples.
Both sides are full of animal-like figures of seducers and tormentors.
Behind the offering table is a clay sculpture of a yellow-skinned spirit.
There are many bizarre inscriptions and graphics preserved in the hall. , the graphics are nothing more than horrific scenes of yellow-skinned men turning into spirits and eating people, and most of the inscriptions contain weird contents that are difficult for me to understand.
The stone gate sunk deep into the earth and rocks, and the messy dilapidated state of the hall, all indicate that natural disasters such as landslides occurred here before, causing this stone ghost temple to be half buried underground.
However, the passage in front of the stone gate was obviously dug out later.
It's open, I don't know about the people who dug the tunnels Why did they go to all the trouble to excavate this ancient temple?
Is it something important they are looking for?
What could be in a ghost temple in a barren mountain?
I really can’t think of it.
But precisely because of the increasing number of unknown things, invisibly It also increased my determination to find out.
Yanzi is superstitious and has a natural fear of the legend of "Ghost Yamen".
She wiped a dusty stone bowl next to the log pile with her gloves.
The bowl was filled with dark brown condensation, which made her Remembering the legend of mountain ghosts drinking human blood, she began to suspect that "Huang Fairy" had deliberately introduced us to this mountain ghost temple.
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.
Neither Fatty nor I believed that Xiao Huangpizi had such arrogant reactionary arrogance and dared to disturb Tai Sui, so he said to Yanzi nonchalantly: "If you want to lure us into an ambush, then you can't fucking resist it anymore."
Although Huang Pizi is smart, he is just a beast after all.
How can he exaggerate the power of demons and monsters?
This ideological tendency is dangerous.
You must know that the iron fist of the proletariat can smash all reactionary forces. " In the end, Fatty and I came to the conclusion that people in the mountains are too superstitious about Wong Tai Sin.
It seems that when watering a tree, you need to water the roots, and to educate people, you need to educate the mind.
Machines will rust if they are not rubbed, and people must change and cultivate if they do not learn.
This shows that our thinking The education work is not enough.
Yanzi should be made to realize that yellow skin is just yellow skin, and it cannot become a spirit even if it is put on human skin.
Yanzi was so angry that he cursed: "You two little turtles are talking about little things.
Let me tell you what you two are good at.
It is said that people who enter the ghost government office will be caught by mountain ghosts and drink their blood.
Look at this."
The stone bowls under the wooden altar table are all stained with human blood.
This is a bloody fact.
Why am I superstitious?"
I thought to myself that the mountain ghost drinking human blood is quite evil.
Could such a human tragedy really exist?
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I lowered my head and looked at the stone bowl that Yan Zi mentioned was used to hold human blood.
Sure enough, there was a very large stone bowl under the log altar table.
A large stone bowl.
The Northeast calls this extra-large bowl a sea bowl.
This stone bowl is also many years old.
It is heavily worn and has tattered edges.
I wanted to see if the dark black residue in the bowl was human blood, so I lifted the stone bowl, turned it over, and knocked it on the ground.
A lot of black and purple powder came out of the stone bowl.
I looked again.
The yellow-skinned statue on the arch table suddenly realized.
He waved his hand down and made a gesture of reaching out to chop off the head.
He said to the fat man and Yanzi: "This log pier is not an offering table, but a guillotine.
It must be a chicken head." chicken Blood is used.
You can see that the edge of the wooden pillar is densely covered with knife and ax marks.
The chicken head was chopped off here, and the chicken blood must have been poured into a stone bowl to be offered to Wong Tai Sin.
Why do I say it is chicken blood?
Because this The one offered in the stone hall is Huangpizi.
Huangpizi does not eat people.
It is definitely a rumor that Huangpizi likes to eat chickens.
It does not eat chickens.
It does not steal chickens to eat chickens, but only likes to drink chicken blood. " What I said made Yan Zi nod her head, and her analysis was reasonable.
This kind of custom did exist in the early years, which made her believe that this stone temple was just a temple dedicated to Wong Tai Sin a long time ago, and not some mountain ghost drinking human blood.
"Ghost Yamen", swallows are only afraid of mountain ghosts, not Huangpizi, after all, the people in the mountains are Huang Pizi has been trapped by all the hunters.
She calmed down and her brain became much easier.
She no longer just wanted to drag us away.
When she saw the stone bowl where Huang Pizi drank chicken blood, she suddenly remembered an ancient legend that had been circulated for many years.
She said she wanted to mention Wong Tai Sin Temple.
It seemed that there really was such a temple in Tuan Shanzi in the past.
Many, many years ago, there was a vein of gold under Tuanshanzi.
During the day, people dug holes in the mountain to dig for gold.
At night, they camped on the bank of the Chaganha River at the foot of the mountain.
Because there were too many people, lights were lit in the camp at night to illuminate the area.
The valley is clear People who are looking for gold veins all believe in Wong Tai Sin and think that all the gold in the mountains belongs to the Great Immortal.
When they dig it, it is Wong Tai Sin who shows mercy to the poor people who are suffering.
They are all grateful and often go to Tuan Shanzi to worship there.
Wong Tai Sin Temple.
That temple existed before and had been abandoned for many years.
However, it was precisely because the Wong Tai Sin Temple was built in a special location that it just faced the open camp at the foot of the mountain.
That place is now the Tuanshanzi Forest Farm, where gold diggers ate and lit fires to keep warm. , is equivalent to offering some incense to Wong Tai Sin, because gold diggers are too There were so many that Wong Tai Sin "enjoyed a thousand tables of offerings every day and lit ten thousand sticks of incense at night" in the temple.
How could any deity be treated so well?
When the Mountain God found out about it, he was so jealous that he caused the mountain to collapse. , crushed many people to death.
Since then, the Wong Tai Sin Temple has disappeared, and the golden veins in the mountains have also disappeared.
Another theory is that someone dug out a bronze box in the mine.
The box belonged to Wong Tai Sin.
Mortals must not open it.
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After opening it, the mountain collapsed.
No one knows what is in the box.
Anyone who has seen it knows.
Everyone died.
Finally, Yanzi said: "This is all a matter of my old life.
I don't know if it is a legend hundreds of years ago.
If this place is not a ghost government office, it is designated as the Wong Tai Sin Temple built by people who dug for gold veins in ancient times."
I nodded.
This sounded quite believable.
I didn’t expect that in this inaccessible deep mountain forest, gold veins had been dug out and prospered for a period of time.
If I hadn’t seen the Huangpizi Temple buried underground with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have thought of it.
I dare to believe it, but of course I don’t believe that the landslide is related to the anger of the mountain god, nor do I believe that the mountain collapsed after digging a copper box in the mountain.
An earthquake is an earthquake, so why must it be far-fetched and add some sensational elements: