Chapter 162: The Secret Technique of Kunlun’s Pregnancy
An old voice sounded.
I saw Xigu staring blankly at the fiery gourd, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became clear.
Not just him.
Tog and others on the side also reacted.
One by one, they clenched their hands into fists and raised them to their chests, their eyes flickering and their expressions excited.
It was like seeing the ghosts and gods they believed in.
“Si Gang?!”
See this situation.
Partridge Whistle couldn’t help but frown.
This word is extremely unfamiliar to him.
In addition, a group of people spoke with extremely heavy accents. For a while, he couldn't even guess whether it was Sigang, Sigang or some other homophone.
Obviously the old foreigner didn’t understand either.
But he didn’t think too much about it and just thought it was a Wa language.
As for Kunlun, his expression was calm from beginning to end, as if he had not heard anything, and there was no change at all.
Only Chen Yulou knew it.
What does Sigang mean to the Wa people?
According to ancient legends, the ancestors of the human race were born and walked out of Sigang.
And it is a gourd cave.
So, the moment they saw the flaming red gourd, everyone including Xigu behaved so rudely.
However, if you look at it this way.
Everything worked before.
Huludong, Wangman natives, mountain ghost Awa and Qiai ghost clothes.
The Yi people lived here two thousand years ago.
They are the ancestors of the Wa people.
"Qiuda..."
Uluo held the horn bow tightly. Because of too much force, the veins on the back of his hand popped out, and his breathing became rapid.
He grew up in the stories of the mountain ghost Ava and the big ghost Meji.
Now that those myths and rumors have become reality before our eyes, how can we not be extremely excited.
Taking a deep breath and finally suppressing his emotions, he stepped forward to help Xigu. The two of them walked through the dense forest step by step and walked to the gourd.
"Is it Sigang?"
Facing the scarlet color.
Uro's heart beat faster.
What you see along the way are either green ancient trees or white snowy peaks.
Now suddenly there was such a deep red.
Immediately there was an indescribable contrast.
"It doesn't seem to be..."
Xigu squatted outside the gourd, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the moment he took it, a cool and bone-chilling texture floated in the palm of his hand.
Obviously it is an ancient artifact from one or two thousand years ago.
But I don’t know why.
It felt like it was newly cast.
Wind and sun have not left any trace on it.
Close your eyes and feel it.
But the expected bloodline aura did not appear, instead there was a faint ghostly aura.
“What?”
Uro's heart sank.
How come?
The legendary Sigang in Wa Village is shaped like a gourd, shining red in the sun.
The gourd in front of me.
Completely opposite to the legend, why is it wrong?
If it were anyone else, he would definitely question him, but the person who said this was Mobasicus, the person he respected and respected the most.
“I sensed the breath of the mountain ghost.”
Huh——
Finally.
Xi Gu slowly opened his eyes.
Almost no one noticed that the moment before he opened his cloudy eyes, most of them were black.
It seems to be soaked in thick ink.
It wasn't until he opened it completely that his pupils became clear black and white again, and then returned to their usual turbidity.
Wuluo, who had been sinking to the bottom of his heart, suddenly raised his head when he heard this, his expression full of disbelief.
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.
Is it left behind by mountain ghosts?
Or is it transformed by Ava?
"Dana, is the temple you mentioned before the same one?"
Ignore Uro's random thoughts.
Xi Gu turned around and looked at Chen Yulou.
A pair of thin hands crossed the stone gourd and pointed at the blue-black cliff in the distance.
At this moment, he has a pair of deep-set eyes, like old wine, condensed by wind and frost, revealing an indescribable mystery.
“Yes.”
Chen Yulou nodded.
However, Xi Gu looked at him calmly.
For a moment, he suddenly felt like he had returned to Lord Long Mo.
It seems that...
In Xigu’s rickety body, there is another breath slowly reviving.
At his level.
The sensitivity of the five senses is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Just feel it.
There must be nothing wrong.
However, when he looked at it again, Xigu's figure stooped again, and his eyes were dim, no different from those elderly people in the village.
“Ghost body?!”
Seeing this.
Chen Yulou slowly had a guess in his mind.
Both the Wa village Moba and the Miao village Gu master.
Since you can master mysterious abilities that ordinary people do not have, you must pay some price.
The first time he was at Long Moye, he was actually vaguely aware of it, but at that time his attention was attracted by the strange smell outside the house, so he didn't think much about it.
Now it seems.
Xigu can become a person who serves ghosts.
It is very likely that it has incorporated the power of ghosts and gods, or even used itself as a container to invite a big ghost.
But daily life is no different from ordinary people.
Only appears when the power of ghosts and gods is used.
So, the dark eyes just now, and the strange feeling of being spied on now that the ghost energy has revived, are like this.
"Temple?"
"Where is it?"
Uluo, who was supporting Xigu, was completely focused on the stone gourd and did not notice anything strange around him.
I heard two people talking at this moment.
I suddenly felt a bit curious.
Her eyes subconsciously followed the direction pointed by his finger.
This area was originally a dense forest. When Chen Yulou and others came here a few days ago, they cut down a large area of shrubs for convenience, leaving this open space below them.
But even so.
The view is still severely obscured.
In addition, the cliff is shady, covered with moss and vines, and the temple door is hidden in it.
Not if you search carefully every inch.
It’s easy to ignore the past.
Wuluo used a bow, and his eyesight was already beyond ordinary people, but at this moment, he frowned and looked at it for a while, and then he saw some clues.
“It’s true.”
Uro raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise.
Xigu Qiuda's eyesight was not good, which was known to everyone in the village.
It is said that when he was young, he went to the mountains to collect herbs and was exposed to miasma. Especially as he got older, his eyesight declined even more seriously. On rainy days, he had to light a lamp to read sketches or tie knots.
I didn’t even notice it.
I didn’t expect Xigu Qiuda to be able to see through it at a glance.
However.
That bit of surprise was quickly washed away by excitement.
The temple of Ava, the mountain ghost.
"Qiuda, do you want me to go take a look first?"
"No need."
Xigu shook his head.
He had already seen it from the moment the ghosts and gods woke up.
That ancient temple is not dangerous.
The atmosphere floating in it is strange yet somewhat familiar.
He has lived in Long Moye for most of his life.
I know the auras of all the ghosts and gods very well.
It can make him feel strange. Apart from Ava, the mountain ghost, Xigu can't think of any other possibility.
So.
More than a thousand years later.
Is Maluzhai finally going to invite back Shangui Awa?
Patted Uro's hand, and the latter subconsciously let go.
Xigu carefully gathered his clothes, took another deep breath, adjusted his mood, and then turned around and greeted the old man.
"Tog."
The latter's eyes were still on the stone gourd, and his expression could not hide his amazement.
His knowledge is no better than that of Xigu.
But we also know what Calabash Cave represents.
Seeing that he called her, Tog slowly stood up and looked at each other. Although they didn't say much, the two had been friends for sixty or seventy years, and they could understand each other with just one look. His expression also became solemn.
Get your appearance in order.
The two old guys walked towards the temple solemnly.
Seeing this situation, Wu Luo and the other young people seemed to be infected. They put away their thoughts and followed the two of them towards the temple under the cliff.
As for the four Chen Yulou people.
I have seen it a few days ago.
To them there is no mystery in the temple.
In fact, compared to the three clay statues in the front hall, what interested him more was the toad Feng Shui formation lock in the back hall.
However.
I thought so.
No one would be stupid enough to say it to their face.
Awa, the mountain ghost, has been the belief of Maluzhai for thousands of years, just like the determination of the Zagrama people to find pearls.
Chen Yulou stood aside with his hands down, quietly watching the group of people cross the threshold.
Then he called the three people from Partridge Whistle and chased after them.
"The ghosts in the sky hold them, and the sky has spirits."
"It's really the temple of Ava, the mountain ghost."
Not yet close.
I heard a cry of exclamation coming from the temple in the distance.
Looking at the statue that was exactly the same as in the sketch.
In an instant, Xigu's whole body was trembling, and he fell to his knees with a bang, bursting into tears.
After more than a thousand years, the mountain ghosts that have been passed down from generation to generation have finally been seen, and how can they not be extremely excited?
Both old men were like this.
Not to mention the young people like Uro.
Knelt down on the ground, feeling like the blood was boiling all over his body.
outside the door.
See this scene.
Chen Yulou just felt emotional.
But Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner feel the same way.
Are they not like this?
If it hadn't been for this trip to Zhelong Mountain, maybe... until the Zagrama clan completely perished in this world, there would be no trace of Muchen Pearl.
I don’t know how long it will take.
Xi Gu, who gradually calmed down, did not dare to delay at all.
Standing up straight, he took out a few sheep bones as white as jade from his arms.
Tog on the side took the divination grass from Uluo early, tied it into a pile and lit it.
Wait until the flames light up.
Sigurmo recited a few words, and then threw the sheep bones into the fire under the expectant eyes of everyone.
Cracks soon appeared on the white bone fragments.
A group of people gathered around the fire pit with solemn expressions, not even daring to breathe, as if they were afraid of disturbing anything.
The atmosphere in the temple was extremely solemn.
"Brother, what is this?"
Seeing this strange scene, the old foreigner frowned slightly and couldn't help but lower his voice and asked.
Except for Chen Yulou and Partridge Shao, they have never been to Long Moye.
I have never heard of the bone-burning divination technique of Maluzhai.
“Shhh…”
Partridge Whistle shook his head, and then pointed to the top of his head.
The meaning is self-evident.
The old foreigner finally understood.
Crash——
Until the divination grass is burned out and the flame is extinguished.
Xigu ignored the burning heat and took out the burned sheep bone from the ashes, blew away the dust on it, and looked down at the light.
Several horizontal stripes go straight forward.
There is no trace of intersection.
“It’s a lucky hexagram!”
Xi Gu’s eyes lit up, and his hands holding the sheep bones were trembling.
"That means Ava agrees?!"
"Yes."
Hearing this.
The temple that was as silent as death a moment ago was instantly replaced by a wave of mountain calls.
Tog on the side was also so excited that he was incoherent.
How many years.
Now we can finally welcome the mountain ghost back to the village.
From now on, Long Moye will not be alone without a great ghost and god.
Looking at the excited faces.
Xigu let out a long sigh of relief. He had barely slept well these past few days. As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with images of the mountain ghost Ava and his ancestors from past generations.
From the day he succeeded the previous generation of Moba in the village and entered Longmoye.
For most of his life, he has been walking on thin ice, trembling with fear.
Never dare to slack off.
If you invite the mountain ghost back, you will be able to live up to the expectations of your ancestors.
After the divination, everyone's hanging hearts finally fell to the ground. Several people walked around the shrine and took a look at the back hall.
The group of people's eyes were attracted by the toad stone sculpture.
What a pity.
Even Xigu, who has the most extensive knowledge, does not know what they are used for.
In addition, the toad is deep underground and cannot be moved away.
He gave up the idea of moving them back to the village.
Waiting to return to the front hall again.
Xi Gu first cast an apologetic look at the people waiting outside the door, until Chen Yulou waved his hand to indicate that nothing was wrong.
He then took out the incense from the bamboo basket and lit it.
In the smoke.
Tog and others stood solemnly on both sides.
Xigu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a long bone in his hand, tapping the drum gently, and muttering something in his mouth.
The low sound of drums.
Accompanied by the unique tones of the Wa language.
An ancient and mysterious atmosphere almost hit you.
Gradually.
It’s not just Chen Yulou.
Even the partridge whistle and the old foreigner on the side noticed something strange in the temple.
The black-faced mountain god seemed to come to life little by little.
The originally empty eyes were filled with luster, and their expression became more majestic, as if they were looking at the group of people from a high place.
As for Xigu, who was sitting on the ground, the weak breath in his withered and thin body seemed to have completely awakened.
It turned into black mist and condensed into a blurry figure, looking across the sky from the mountain ghost Ava in the shrine.
Nothing more.
This scene is extremely difficult to spot.
Even if you notice it, you will only think it is the smoke of incense.
But among the four, except for Kunlun, three of them have already passed through the Qi Refining Pass, have crossed the Xiaolongmen, and can see scenes that are difficult for ordinary people to see.
Especially Chen Yulou, at this moment, his eyes were flashing with light.
You can almost clearly see the shadow floating behind Xigu.
Just...
The moment I saw the figure clearly.
It was him, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but jump heavily.
The shadow's aura and appearance were clearly the same as the Kunlun fetus he took away in the ancient bronze box.
“So?!”
There was a buzz in Chen Yulou’s mind.
Countless spiritual lights interweave.
There was a sudden moment before my eyes, as if I had traveled through countless time and returned to thousands of years ago.
Snow peaks, dense forests, and lakeside.
A group of bare-chested natives with feathers on their heads accidentally discovered an earth-born fetus at the foot of Zhelong Mountain. They didn’t know what it was, so they thought it was an earth-born god, and they carefully enshrined it.
Until a few years later.
Someone noticed something strange about the birth of a fetus on the ground.
Have the courage to break it into pieces and swallow it whole.
He thought he would be punished by heaven, but he didn't expect that after swallowing the earthly fetus, he would have many incredible abilities and be able to communicate with ghosts and gods between heaven and earth.
Able to cast ghosts, divination, know herbal medicine, and hunt.
So he was regarded as Moba by the Yi people, which means a wizard and a person who serves ghosts and gods.
Many years later, he realized that his end was approaching. Before he died, he called everyone outside the cave, forced the earth in his body to give birth, and selected another person.
So.
That person became the next Moba of the tribe.
Year after year.
Countless years have passed.
Until the changing times, the Wangman tribe disappeared, leaving only three Wa villages.
And inside Maluzhai.
Xigu, who was only in his early ten years, followed his parents to Longmoye. He looked at everything around him curiously, and while he was still panicking, he suddenly realized that something had integrated into his body.
Then, the old patriarch took the ignorant man and sat on the square stone platform of Lord Long Mo.
He became the Moba of this generation.
“It turns out that the appearance of the Kunlun Fetus is no accident…”
“And it can actually communicate with the gods of heaven and earth?!”
(End of this chapter)