Looking at the roll of human skin, which was as thin as a cicada's wings but had a spooky air inside and out, the old mayor's expression froze.
Just listen to him say in a trembling voice: "The commemorative document, this is really a commemorative document that has been lost for thousands of years!"
It took him a while to realize what he was doing, and he asked Lao Jiang and me where we got it.
I no longer concealed anything, and told me exactly how to kill the blood evil spirit in Xiushui Village and how to open the copper box.
The old mayor's face was filled with joy, and his eyes changed when he looked at me: "Jinglan, Jinglan, I didn't expect that you would have such an adventure after you left Lei Town. Could it be that everything is an arrangement of fate?"
"It seems that the prophecy is true, Lei Zhen is finally saved..."
The old mayor muttered to himself.
Lao Jiang and I both looked at the old mayor and asked in confusion: "What prophecy?"
At this moment, the old mayor was no longer hostile as before, but came over and touched my head lovingly, and shouted: "Good boy."
This moment confused me, because this title actually contained a strong sense of awe!
The old mayor is the most senior person in Lei Town. It can be said that he answers every call.
I'm just a kid who ran away, why should he fear me?
Lao Jiang continued the question just now and asked the old patriarch Lei Zhen what kind of curse he had.
This time the old mayor no longer concealed anything, but sat down holding on to his crutches, and said quietly: "It all starts with our ancestor Wen Tao. Wen Tao started out as a tomb robber. Later, he became the emperor because he saved the emperor. He defeated the general who held military power at the time and trained an invincible army of tomb robbers: the Digging Army! He led the Digging Army to steal countless ancient tombs and obtained countless treasures, but when he entered a mysterious tomb, At that time, I suffered a terrible curse from the netherworld..."
"At that time, in order to rescue Wen Tao, the Dizi Army suffered heavy casualties. However, although Wen Tao came back alive, he contracted a strange disease! He became afraid of light. As long as he came into contact with the sun, his skin would ulcerate, so he had to Stay in seclusion."
"As his condition got worse, Wen Tao would roll around in pain late at night on the bed! He often cried out that something was about to grow on his forehead, and it hurt and itched. He would even put it on his forehead. The middle part was scratched until it was bloody and bloody, and the servant girl screamed in fright."
"At the same time, Wen Tao's diet has also undergone drastic changes. He can no longer eat vegetables and cooked meat. Instead, he has a desire for raw meat, especially those with blood and meat freshly cut from animals. He likes it best. food."
"On one occasion, he even ate his own parrot alive."
"The maids saw Wen Tao biting the parrot's neck, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but with an evil smile on his face, which made them feel that the master in front of them was not a living person at all, but a bird crawling from hell. The monster comes out!"
"Wen Tao no longer drinks clean water, and can only swallow blood. He also no longer eats anything else, only raw meat."
"Once he stops eating these things, his body will continue to get sick... and the most important thing is that Wen Tao actually has a third eye growing on his forehead!"
At that time, the rumor that Wen Tao was the incarnation of a monster became increasingly popular among the escaped servants.
In addition, Wen Tao held military power and could seek to usurp the throne at any time, which made the emperor completely tempted to get rid of him.
Fortunately, Wen Tao left a last wish before he died, allowing the 500 most trusted diggers to escape from Luoyang with their children. This group of people evaded countless pursuits and finally found a paradise.
But what they never expected was that just a few years after settling down, a bigger nightmare appeared!
They were also cursed with the same curse as Wen Tao.
After repeated analyses, they finally determined a few points: First, anyone who has ever descended into that tomb will be cursed. Second, there is no cure for this curse, which will break out at the age of ten.
As a result, they began to experience the same pain and the same mutation as Wen Tao.
Some people even commit suicide because they can't bear it anymore...
But more people still stick to their mission, but later they discover that this curse will spread to the next generation.
It is in line with the old saying: Tomb robbers will harm their moral integrity and harm their descendants!
"Jinglan, you haven't reached that age yet, so naturally you can't understand the horror of this curse." The old mayor wiped away his tears and took off the black cloth strip on his forehead, where a ferocious beast suddenly appeared. The ghostly one eye.
He said slowly: "Like us, your forehead will have a third eye. You will also be like us, living underground because you are afraid of light..."
Hearing these words, I couldn't help but look at my mother, who nodded to me with tears in her eyes: "Yes, it was precisely because of the difficulties in Fengxi that your father and I were dragged into the ancestral hall. The curse had already set in, and your father and I were rolling on the ground in pain. It was the old patriarch who saved us. "
At this time, I suddenly remembered that a week before the incident, I encountered the scene of my father eating a wild dog with blood on his face, and I also remembered the scene where my mother always wrapped herself airtight before going out.
Everything seemed to make sense.
The old mayor continued: "Jinglan, do you know why we moved so many places and finally settled in Lei Town? Because the natural environment of Lei Town is very special, and there will be thunder half of the time every month. Our ancestors back then In Lei Town, six stone sculptures of underworld beasts were erected, and this huge bronze stick was erected to store the yin and nourish the thunder, guide the thunder and lightning underground, and rely on the deterrent power of the thunder to suppress the evil in us. curse."
"But that curse is so terrible! It's so terrible that even the thunder energy can only alleviate the strange diseases on our bodies. Generation after generation, year after year, we have used all methods but cannot completely eradicate this vicious curse."
"What about my dad?" I asked.
The old mayor sighed sadly, not daring to look me in the eye: "The method of accumulating yin and nourishing thunder is not suitable for everyone. Some people will relieve their pain, while others will suffer backlash on the spot, and your father is one of the latter." A sort of."
I don’t know if father and son are of the same mind, but I can actually feel the pain my father endured at that moment. His heart seemed to be bitten by thousands of insects, and his forehead felt like being whipped by eternal thunder. This is obviously what I will experience in the future!
I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, but Lao Jiang patted my shoulder and comforted me: "Since the curse was brought from Yin Ruins, the solution must also be in Yin Ruins."
After speaking, he raised the human skin scroll in his hand: "So as long as we understand this human skin scroll, we can enter the Yin Ruins and let the next generation of Lei Town never suffer again!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. The depressed look just now was instantly replaced by a surge of excitement, and they looked at the old mayor in disbelief.
The old mayor did not deny it, so Lao Jiang pointed out the important point and asked him if he knew what the words were on it?
The old mayor touched his beard and told us: "If I am right, this is the real commemorative text, which is the text used by humans to communicate with ghosts!"
The death script first appeared in the Shang Dynasty. It was a script created by the Shang Dynasty priests based on the pattern of cracked bones after death, because they believed that only the dead and ghosts were closest.
Priests believe that by using memorial texts, they can contact various ghosts floating in the world and pray to them for rain and so on.
In order to fulfill their wishes, they would often write their condolences on huge cliffs with blood, and then kill countless slaves as sacrifices.
In the middle and late Shang Dynasty, the commemorative writings disappeared, but the tomb robber king Wen Tao learned this writing in that strange ancient tomb, and passed on a top-secret communication method to future generations, telling them how to survive. Will come in handy one day.
"It's a pity that as time goes by, we descendants have gradually forgotten the death text! Outsiders don't even know it, because since ancient times, the communication between humans and ghosts has been in whispers, and they are not willing to be known to outsiders. "
Lao Jiang was anxious: "What should we do?"
It's no wonder that Qilin couldn't decipher it. It turns out that this is really not a written word in the world.
The old mayor smiled slightly and changed the topic: "Unfortunately, I am the only one in Lei Town who still knows Xiwen!"
He looked at Lao Jiang and said firmly: "In order to help the tribe get out of trouble, I am willing to do my best to crack this human skin scroll, even if it means risking my life..."
After saying that, he waved to his son: "Ah Ming, bring me my witch clothes!"
