I climbed up carefully all the way, and after climbing about five meters to the west, I reached the top of the sacred Fusang tree. However, there was only a three-legged golden crow on top, and there were no other treasures.
The three-legged golden crow was originally copper-green, but due to the illumination of the sun bird ring, it now shines with golden light, as if it is standing in the middle of a sun, shining on the people.
And it has three legs.
When I told Lao Jiang that there was only a three-legged Golden Crow on it, Lao Jiang insisted that it was impossible and asked me to look for it more carefully.
"There is really only one Golden Crow and nothing else. If you don't believe me, you can climb up and see for yourself!" I reiterated.
Suddenly, Lao Jiang asked me a question seriously: "Li Jinglan, which direction is the head of that golden crow facing?"
"To the west." I replied.
Lao Jiang asked me to try to see if I could turn the Golden Crow.
I boldly tried it, but to my surprise, it clicked and it really turned.
At this time, Lao Jiang spoke again: "The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. It is the highest belief in the ancient Shu Kingdom: the sun!"
"Li Jinglan, try turning it to the east!"
As I turned, the Golden Crow made a ticking sound, just like the sound of water. The ancients seemed to record time by the sound of water.
The moment the Golden Crow turned to the east, the entire altar suddenly rumbled and shook, as if the mechanism of the sky and the earth had been touched. I don't know if it was a blessing or a curse?
The next moment, I saw the bluestones on the altar turning over, including the ground beneath Lao Jiang and the others.
Lao Jiang was so lucky that he had quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed Yin Ling'er with one hand and Ge Weihan with the other and jumped to the top of the steps.
Looking at them, I couldn't help shouting: "My mother-in-law is still at the top of the tree."
Lao Jiang, an old bastard who deceived his disciples, not only did not worry about my situation, he actually said: "It's cool at the top of the tree, please stay a little longer..."
I bet he forgot who I climbed the tree for, and who I was as the disciple of Qilin!
In the little notebook in my mind, I drew an X on Lao Jiang’s name for the 108th time. Sooner or later, this old bastard will suffer retribution.
However, the strange thing is that after those bluestone slabs were turned over, they did not shoot out the powerful bows and crossbows that killed people, but instead, relief images surrounding the bronze sacred tree appeared!
The workmanship of these reliefs is not of the highest quality, and the carvings cannot be called fine, and can even be said to be crude. But rare colored pigments are used in some places, and it seems that they are trying their best to let future generations understand the mysterious story behind it!
At the beginning of the mural, a man in Tsing Yi appears. The man is handsome and has an air of immortality floating around him. The strange thing is that there is a white silkworm lying on his shoulder...
This man is very familiar, and he looks very much like the god enshrined in temples that can be seen everywhere in Tsing Yi Village.
And behind him was a group of exiled people. They wandered all the way and finally came to a place along the Yangtze River...
I couldn't tell where this place was. I could only see that the aboriginal people here were wearing animal skins and leaves. When they saw the luxurious silk on the men in green, they were envious, and they all showed longing eyes.
The man in Tsing Yi seemed to have bid farewell to his hometown and came here because of a sad past.
He saw that the people here liked the clothes he was wearing, so he settled down briefly.
After he settled down, he began to tell everyone that the luxurious silk was made from the silk spun by the silkworm that accompanied him.
At the same time, we will be taught how to plant mulberry trees and raise silkworms.
Gradually, the nearby tribes regarded him as a god-like existence and respectfully called him: Qingyi God!
No one knows where the Qingyi God comes from. They only know that he is like a god. He knows knowledge that people here don't know. He has many ways to make a living. Nothing can trouble him.
With his arrival, this poor and backward place turned into a paradise. People gradually became wise and lived happier and happier lives.
At this time, the Qingyi God suddenly met a beautiful woman.
According to the depiction of the relief, we cannot understand what kind of affection he had with the woman? I only know that the God in Tsing Yi at the back holds a peach blossom and is deep in thought every day. He seems to be in love, but not happy.
Such days did not last long. Suddenly, a powerful army came from the north.
I could clearly see that what this army was wearing was the armor of the Shang Dynasty, the most elite royal division that ruled the Central Plains at that time.
But they were not led by the war goddess Fu Hao, but by a group of witches dressed in black!
I suddenly thought of something and told Lao Jiang: "Do you still remember? One of the oracle bones we brought back from the Yin Ruins said: The witch sent the king to report something to Shu!"
Now it seems that this incident did indeed happen.
Whether it is through the oracle bones or the reliefs here, we have no way of knowing why the witch attacked this group of people from outside the country. All I know is that they occupied this place and forced this group of refugees not only to be slaves, but also to change their beliefs.
In order to tame the people here, they killed the kings of each tribe in a very cruel way, either cutting their bodies into pieces, hanging their heads, or piercing their hearts with thousands of arrows!
The occurrence of one tragedy moved the Qingyi God who was unwilling to take action.
In order to call on the oppressed refugees to resist, he raised the king's golden scepter and put on a golden mask.
Inspired by him, men and women also put on bronze masks representing bravery and unyielding.
They waved their weapons and drove away the invaders, and the group of witches were also killed. However, just before they died, the leader of the witches issued the most vicious curse to them!
This curse seems to be really taking effect. In order to break the curse, the Tsing Yi God did not hesitate to spend manpower and material resources to build this altar.
He used the sun bird ring he sacrificed to the gods to suppress an evil magic weapon in the shaman's hand. The magic weapon was a small bronze mirror with two entwined poisonous snakes carved on the back. It was irrigated with fresh human blood every day.
The snake mirror was later put into a box and sealed under the altar.
As soon as I saw the sapphire box at my feet, I instantly understood that the thing that had been taken away was exactly that: a snake mirror!
