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Jiang Jiu walked along the fork in the road to the depth of the forest. At first, there were insects and birds around him. Gradually, there was only darkness left.
The chirping of insects and birds seemed to have lost their trace. He deliberately lightened his steps and breath, and there was only silence around.
But there was a faint light at the end of the line of sight.
First a little, then many, scattered in the forest. After Jiang Shu approached quietly, he found that the faint light was a torch on the ground. Starting from the entrance, it extends deep into the forest
At the entrance of the forest stands a huge stone tablet, which is engraved with strange words and beside it is a huge ox head bone.
Although Jiang Shu could not recognize these words, he guessed that this place should be the sacred place of the stockade.
Just what's the torch doing at this time?
Jiang Shu frowned and could not help thinking of the ancient Wa people. But he looked around carefully, but he didn't notice any abnormality.
He could only press doubt for a moment and move on.
After passing through the small woods at the entrance, we arrived at the sacrificial place. Before entering, Jiang Jiu smelled a strong fishy smell. It's a very difficult taste to describe. With the wooden pile behind the forest and the black spherical object on the pile, you may be scared away if you look down on it.
Jiang Shu screwed his eyebrows, took a deep breath and went in.
Without the shelter of the forest, the stake of the sacrificial site was completely presented in front of him. Even before he came in, Jiang Jiu had psychological preparation. When he saw this scene, he was still stunned and shocked.
——There are countless wooden piles scattered in the sacrificial area, each of which is hung with a round head. These heads are in different states. Some of the skin and meat have already rotted, leaving only gray bones; Some of them are still clinging to flesh and blood, and some vines climb along the stake and wind around their heads.
Around the torch with the wind swing out, shine on these heads, more treacherous and gloomy.
When Jiang Jiu saw the ox head bone beside the stone tablet, he thought it was also ox head bone, but he didn't expect that it was a real head sacrifice in the forest.
Just as he looked around, the cold sound of war and full of harmony came from the distance, and the sound of the wooden drum was thumping. With a jump of his eyebrows, Jiang Shu quickly hid himself in the forest, holding his breath and staring at the entrance.
In the ancient wa hunter's head sacrifice, the hunter's head is a collective activity.
On the evening of the auspicious day, all the young and middle-aged people in the stockaded village set out to hunt for their heads. At dusk, it was time for the tired bird to return home and the villagers to return home. The strong men sharpened their swords and laid ambush in the places where pedestrians had to pass. When they passed, they rushed up in a crowd and quickly beheaded them. Then they called for the Golden Army to stop, Holding his head, he went back to the stockade happily.
As soon as they get to the stockade, the men will strike each other with long swords, which means to inform the people in the stockade that once they have hunted their heads, they can prepare for the head sacrifice.
On the other hand, the left behind villagers will sound wooden drums. First, they will tell the people in the village not to go up the mountain and down the river; The second is to inform those who have not yet returned to return to the village quickly. The leader of the village will take the red Baotou, a bowl of rice and an egg to the holy land together with the prestigious old people to prepare for the head. Waiting for the men to return with their heads, they put red envelopes on their heads and fed them with rice and eggs; After that, they prayed devoutly and toasted their heads... Finally, several women cleaned their heads while crying.
After the head sacrifice. Then the young man of the main sacrifice family sent his head to the Holy Land in the roar of the villagers and the sound of wooden drums.
After that, the sacrificial family will prepare a scalpel to wash it. After washing it, the scalpel will be used to entertain the villagers.
——These are the information Jiang Jiu found on his way to Yunnan Province.
And now, the clang of war and the sound of wooden drums are ringing one after another. It's obvious that the head sacrifice is about to begin.
Jiang Shu hides quietly in the dense canopy and looks towards the exit through the cracks in the branches. After waiting for about ten minutes, I saw a winding fire dragon stop at the entrance of the holy land.
Then there is the tedious head sacrifice.
The roar of the men and the cry of the women mingled in the mountain wind. At first, it sounded like the roar of wild animals.
At the end of the sacrificial process, the group carried their heads into the holy land.
Jiang Jiu looked intently. Sure enough, he saw some familiar faces in the crowd, including the elder sister who had talked with them, and the old man who was sitting at the door smoking a water pipe.
Once kind and harmless faces, in the light of fire and darkness, appear extremely strange.
But Jiang Shu still can't find out what's unusual about them. He can't even tell whether the current situation is that the stockade is too remote and backward, and the old custom of Hunter's head sacrifice is still quietly preserved, or whether they are the ancient Wa people in the video.
All the previous conjectures were overturned at this moment.
In front of Jiang Shu's eyes, it was a group of living villagers, too real to distinguish.
Jiang Shu's heart sank slightly. Seeing that the sacrifice had come to an end and that the villagers were ready to return, he quietly moved among the branches, ready to return to the stockade first.
But he moved, not far from the branches of a black shadow also flash, did not wait for him to see, it has disappeared.
Jiang Jiu wavered between catching up and going back to the stockade first. He chose to go back first - Song Yu is still in the stockade.
Even he didn't realize the abnormality of the village and its people, so Song Yu must have been kept in the dark. He was a little worried that if the other party stayed alone in the stockade, there would be an accident.
When he got back to the stockade in front of the villagers, Jiang Shu saw that every household was still on at this time.
There is a bonfire on the square in the middle of the stockade. An old cattle is tied under a big tree at the entrance of the village. A few of them are sitting around the bonfire, among them Song Yu.
Jiang Jiu messed up his clothes, turned on his flashlight, pretended to be lost and just came back, pretended to be surprised and said, "it's you. I thought I went to another stockade."
He sat down next to Song Yu, his eyes swept several villagers quietly, wheezed and asked Song Yu for water.
Song Yu didn't know why, but he gave him a cup of tea cooperatively: "don't you mean to walk around the stockade? I'm thinking that if you don't come back, I'll ask the people in the stockade to help me find you. "
Jiang Gu sipped his tea and said with a smile, "I wanted to turn around and go back, but I went off the road and it was dark again. If I hadn't brought a compass and a flashlight, I couldn't have come back."
"Fortunately, when I was wandering in the woods, I saw light in this direction, so I followed the light." "Why haven't you slept yet?" he asked casually
"I'm going to slaughter cattle in the stockade tonight." Sitting opposite Jiang Jiu, an old man said happily in a strong dialect.
Jiang Shu knew it clearly, but Song Yu's expression was a little strange.
After they found an excuse to go back to the house, he hesitated and said to Jiang Jiu, "I think something is wrong in the stockade. How can their formation be like a head sacrifice?"
Song Yuxiu is not high, but he is cautious. In the evening, when he strolls around the village, he notices that the villagers are in high spirits. It seems that there is something important in the village. After dark, he went back to the house, and he had been quietly watching the house and the stockade. He noticed that every house in the stockade had lights on and no one was sleeping.
At about eight o'clock, the clank of metal and the sound of drums suddenly sounded outside, and the villagers were boiling. The more Song Yu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he pretended to be woken up and went to sit in front of the campfire.
Until Jiang Jiu came back, he was trying to make a routine. However, no matter how he asked, the villagers only talked vaguely, and did not mention the sacrificial rites.
"It's the head sacrifice. There's something wrong with the stockade." Jiang Shu affirmed his guess and briefly told him about the head sacrifice in the holy land.
Guessing is one thing, guessing proved to be another.
Song Yu opened his mouth and murmured in disbelief, "is this the ancient wa we are looking for?"? But they look like normal people. "
"I think those ancient Wa people are some kind of projection illusion, or they are not human at all..."
How could these villagers be the ancient Wa people?
"Is it possible that it happened that this village is remote and backward, and still retains the old custom of head sacrifice?" Song Yu asked.
"It's not impossible."
Jiang Jiu also considered the possibility mentioned by Song Yu, but he didn't take any chances: "but I think these villagers are more likely to be" ancient Wa people. "
It is even possible that after they enter the mountain, they have unconsciously entered the overlapping space.
Jiang Jiu took out his mobile phone and looked at it, but there was no signal;
Seeing this, Song Yu also took a look at the mobile phone, then turned the screen to him with the same blank space: "not long after entering the mountain, I saw the time. At that time, although the signal was poor, there were still some."
Both of them only focused on the sunset, and no one paid special attention to the time. For a moment, no one could tell exactly when the mobile phone signal was not available.
Song Yu is holding a cell phone with no signal, and his expression is a little anxious.
"When you come, you will be at ease." Seeing this, Jiang Shu comforted him and said, "let's finish this evening first. I'll send you out of the village tomorrow morning. When you go out, you'll inform the branch immediately when there's a signal. Then you'll try whether you can come in. If you can't, you'll go back directly. I'll wait for you in place for an hour. If you don't come back in an hour, you can't come in again. I'll stay in the stockade for five days, and I'll come out after five days, no matter whether I find someone or not. "
"You're not going out with me?" Song Yu was shocked.
"No, if you go out, you may not be able to come in again."
Jiang Shu shakes his head and arranges in an orderly way: "if you can't go back to the stockade tomorrow, let your director contact Ying Qiao and tell them not to worry for me."
Song Yu was a little uneasy when he learned that he wanted to go back alone. But before he came, the director told him that Jiang's trip was a private affair, so he didn't have to interfere with it.
Think about each other in the end is gluttonous, he can only suppress the worry, rational obedience to the arrangement.
……
Early the next morning, on the pretext that something happened at home, Song Yu hurriedly offered to go back. Jiang Jiu said that his gathering was not over and he wanted to stay for a while, so he sent Song Yu down the mountain.
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Greedy cub (sigh): the mountain is poor and partial. There is no midnight snack and no takeout.
Song Yu: ah?
———————
Good night, everyone~
PS: Baidu Encyclopedia of Wa People's head sacrifice.
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Jiang Jiu walked along the fork in the road to the depth of the forest. At first, there were insects and birds around him. Gradually, there was only darkness left.
The chirping of insects and birds seemed to have lost their trace. He deliberately lightened his steps and breath, and there was only silence around.
But there was a faint light at the end of the line of sight.
First a little, then many, scattered in the forest. After Jiang Shu approached quietly, he found that the faint light was a torch on the ground. Starting from the entrance, it extends deep into the forest
At the entrance of the forest stands a huge stone tablet, which is engraved with strange words and beside it is a huge ox head bone.
Although Jiang Shu could not recognize these words, he guessed that this place should be the sacred place of the stockade.
Just what's the torch doing at this time?
Jiang Shu frowned and could not help thinking of the ancient Wa people. But he looked around carefully, but he didn't notice any abnormality.
He could only press doubt for a moment and move on.
After passing through the small woods at the entrance, we arrived at the sacrificial place. Before entering, Jiang Jiu smelled a strong fishy smell. It's a very difficult taste to describe. With the wooden pile behind the forest and the black spherical object on the pile, you may be scared away if you look down on it.
Jiang Shu screwed his eyebrows, took a deep breath and went in.
Without the shelter of the forest, the stake of the sacrificial site was completely presented in front of him. Even before he came in, Jiang Jiu had psychological preparation. When he saw this scene, he was still stunned and shocked.
——There are countless wooden piles scattered in the sacrificial area, each of which is hung with a round head. These heads are in different states. Some of the skin and meat have already rotted, leaving only gray bones; Some of them are still clinging to flesh and blood, and some vines climb along the stake and wind around their heads.
Around the torch with the wind swing out, shine on these heads, more treacherous and gloomy.
When Jiang Jiu saw the ox head bone beside the stone tablet, he thought it was also ox head bone, but he didn't expect that it was a real head sacrifice in the forest.
Just as he looked around, the cold sound of war and full of harmony came from the distance, and the sound of the wooden drum was thumping. With a jump of his eyebrows, Jiang Shu quickly hid himself in the forest, holding his breath and staring at the entrance.
In the ancient wa hunter's head sacrifice, the hunter's head is a collective activity.
On the evening of the auspicious day, all the young and middle-aged people in the stockaded village set out to hunt for their heads. At dusk, it was time for the tired bird to return home and the villagers to return home. The strong men sharpened their swords and laid ambush in the places where pedestrians had to pass. When they passed, they rushed up in a crowd and quickly beheaded them. Then they called for the Golden Army to stop, Holding his head, he went back to the stockade happily.
As soon as they get to the stockade, the men will strike each other with long swords, which means to inform the people in the stockade that once they have hunted their heads, they can prepare for the head sacrifice.
On the other hand, the left behind villagers will sound wooden drums. First, they will tell the people in the village not to go up the mountain and down the river; The second is to inform those who have not yet returned to return to the village quickly. The leader of the village will take the red Baotou, a bowl of rice and an egg to the holy land together with the prestigious old people to prepare for the head. Waiting for the men to return with their heads, they put red envelopes on their heads and fed them with rice and eggs; After that, they prayed devoutly and toasted their heads... Finally, several women cleaned their heads while crying.
After the head sacrifice. Then the young man of the main sacrifice family sent his head to the Holy Land in the roar of the villagers and the sound of wooden drums.
After that, the sacrificial family will prepare a scalpel to wash it. After washing it, the scalpel will be used to entertain the villagers.
——These are the information Jiang Jiu found on his way to Yunnan Province.
And now, the clang of war and the sound of wooden drums are ringing one after another. It's obvious that the head sacrifice is about to begin.
Jiang Shu hides quietly in the dense canopy and looks towards the exit through the cracks in the branches. After waiting for about ten minutes, I saw a winding fire dragon stop at the entrance of the holy land.
Then there is the tedious head sacrifice.
The roar of the men and the cry of the women mingled in the mountain wind. At first, it sounded like the roar of wild animals.
At the end of the sacrificial process, the group carried their heads into the holy land.
Jiang Jiu looked intently. Sure enough, he saw some familiar faces in the crowd, including the elder sister who had talked with them, and the old man who was sitting at the door smoking a water pipe.
Once kind and harmless faces, in the light of fire and darkness, appear extremely strange.
But Jiang Shu still can't find out what's unusual about them. He can't even tell whether the current situation is that the stockade is too remote and backward, and the old custom of Hunter's head sacrifice is still quietly preserved, or whether they are the ancient Wa people in the video.
All the previous conjectures were overturned at this moment.
In front of Jiang Shu's eyes, it was a group of living villagers, too real to distinguish.
Jiang Shu's heart sank slightly. Seeing that the sacrifice had come to an end and that the villagers were ready to return, he quietly moved among the branches, ready to return to the stockade first.
But he moved, not far from the branches of a black shadow also flash, did not wait for him to see, it has disappeared.
Jiang Jiu wavered between catching up and going back to the stockade first. He chose to go back first - Song Yu is still in the stockade.
Even he didn't realize the abnormality of the village and its people, so Song Yu must have been kept in the dark. He was a little worried that if the other party stayed alone in the stockade, there would be an accident.
When he got back to the stockade in front of the villagers, Jiang Shu saw that every household was still on at this time.
There is a bonfire on the square in the middle of the stockade. An old cattle is tied under a big tree at the entrance of the village. A few of them are sitting around the bonfire, among them Song Yu.
Jiang Jiu messed up his clothes, turned on his flashlight, pretended to be lost and just came back, pretended to be surprised and said, "it's you. I thought I went to another stockade."
He sat down next to Song Yu, his eyes swept several villagers quietly, wheezed and asked Song Yu for water.
Song Yu didn't know why, but he gave him a cup of tea cooperatively: "don't you mean to walk around the stockade? I'm thinking that if you don't come back, I'll ask the people in the stockade to help me find you. "
Jiang Gu sipped his tea and said with a smile, "I wanted to turn around and go back, but I went off the road and it was dark again. If I hadn't brought a compass and a flashlight, I couldn't have come back."
"Fortunately, when I was wandering in the woods, I saw light in this direction, so I followed the light." "Why haven't you slept yet?" he asked casually
"I'm going to slaughter cattle in the stockade tonight." Sitting opposite Jiang Jiu, an old man said happily in a strong dialect.
Jiang Shu knew it clearly, but Song Yu's expression was a little strange.
After they found an excuse to go back to the house, he hesitated and said to Jiang Jiu, "I think something is wrong in the stockade. How can their formation be like a head sacrifice?"
Song Yuxiu is not high, but he is cautious. In the evening, when he strolls around the village, he notices that the villagers are in high spirits. It seems that there is something important in the village. After dark, he went back to the house, and he had been quietly watching the house and the stockade. He noticed that every house in the stockade had lights on and no one was sleeping.
At about eight o'clock, the clank of metal and the sound of drums suddenly sounded outside, and the villagers were boiling. The more Song Yu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he pretended to be woken up and went to sit in front of the campfire.
Until Jiang Jiu came back, he was trying to make a routine. However, no matter how he asked, the villagers only talked vaguely, and did not mention the sacrificial rites.
"It's the head sacrifice. There's something wrong with the stockade." Jiang Shu affirmed his guess and briefly told him about the head sacrifice in the holy land.
Guessing is one thing, guessing proved to be another.
Song Yu opened his mouth and murmured in disbelief, "is this the ancient wa we are looking for?"? But they look like normal people. "
"I think those ancient Wa people are some kind of projection illusion, or they are not human at all..."
How could these villagers be the ancient Wa people?
"Is it possible that it happened that this village is remote and backward, and still retains the old custom of head sacrifice?" Song Yu asked.
"It's not impossible."
Jiang Jiu also considered the possibility mentioned by Song Yu, but he didn't take any chances: "but I think these villagers are more likely to be" ancient Wa people. "
It is even possible that after they enter the mountain, they have unconsciously entered the overlapping space.
Jiang Jiu took out his mobile phone and looked at it, but there was no signal;
Seeing this, Song Yu also took a look at the mobile phone, then turned the screen to him with the same blank space: "not long after entering the mountain, I saw the time. At that time, although the signal was poor, there were still some."
Both of them only focused on the sunset, and no one paid special attention to the time. For a moment, no one could tell exactly when the mobile phone signal was not available.
Song Yu is holding a cell phone with no signal, and his expression is a little anxious.
"When you come, you will be at ease." Seeing this, Jiang Shu comforted him and said, "let's finish this evening first. I'll send you out of the village tomorrow morning. When you go out, you'll inform the branch immediately when there's a signal. Then you'll try whether you can come in. If you can't, you'll go back directly. I'll wait for you in place for an hour. If you don't come back in an hour, you can't come in again. I'll stay in the stockade for five days, and I'll come out after five days, no matter whether I find someone or not. "
"You're not going out with me?" Song Yu was shocked.
"No, if you go out, you may not be able to come in again."
Jiang Shu shakes his head and arranges in an orderly way: "if you can't go back to the stockade tomorrow, let your director contact Ying Qiao and tell them not to worry for me."
Song Yu was a little uneasy when he learned that he wanted to go back alone. But before he came, the director told him that Jiang's trip was a private affair, so he didn't have to interfere with it.
Think about each other in the end is gluttonous, he can only suppress the worry, rational obedience to the arrangement.
……
Early the next morning, on the pretext that something happened at home, Song Yu hurriedly offered to go back. Jiang Jiu said that his gathering was not over and he wanted to stay for a while, so he sent Song Yu down the mountain.
※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※
Greedy cub (sigh): the mountain is poor and partial. There is no midnight snack and no takeout.
Song Yu: ah?
———————
Good night, everyone~
PS: Baidu Encyclopedia of Wa People's head sacrifice.
Jiang Jiu walked along the fork in the road to the depth of the forest. At first, there were insects and birds around him. Gradually, there was only darkness left.The chirping of insects and birds seemed to have lost their trace. He deliberately lightened his steps and breath, and there was only silence around.But there was a faint light at the end of the line of sight.First a little, then many, scattered in the forest. After Jiang Shu approached quietly, he found that the faint light was a torch on the ground. Starting from the entrance, it extends deep into the forestAt the entrance of the forest stands a huge stone tablet, which is engraved with strange words and beside it is a huge ox head bone.Although Jiang Shu could not recognize these words, he guessed that this place should be the sacred place of the stockade.Just what's the torch doing at this time?Jiang Shu frowned and could not help thinking of the ancient Wa people. But he looked around carefully, but he didn't notice any abnormality.He could only press doubt for a moment and move on.After passing through the small woods at the entrance, we arrived at the sacrificial place. Before entering, Jiang Jiu smelled a strong fishy smell. It's a very difficult taste to describe. With the wooden pile behind the forest and the black spherical object on the pile, you may be scared away if you look down on it.Jiang Shu screwed his eyebrows, took a deep breath and went in.Without the shelter of the forest, the stake of the sacrificial site was completely presented in front of him. Even before he came in, Jiang Jiu had psychological preparation. When he saw this scene, he was still stunned and shocked.There are countless wooden piles scattered in the sacrificial area, each of which is hung with a round head. These heads are in different states. Some of the skin and meat have already rotted, leaving only gray bones; Some of them are still clinging to flesh and blood, and some vines climb along the stake and wind around their heads.Around the torch with the wind swing out, shine on these heads, more treacherous and gloomy.When Jiang Jiu saw the ox head bone beside the stone tablet, he thought it was also ox head bone, but he didn't expect that it was a real head sacrifice in the forest.Just as he looked around, the cold sound of war and full of harmony came from the distance, and the sound of the wooden drum was thumping. With a jump of his eyebrows, Jiang Shu quickly hid himself in the forest, holding his breath and staring at the entrance.In the ancient wa hunter's head sacrifice, the hunter's head is a collective activity.On the evening of the auspicious day, all the young and middle-aged people in the stockaded village set out to hunt for their heads. At dusk, it was time for the tired bird to return home and the villagers to return home. The strong men sharpened their swords and laid ambush in the places where pedestrians had to pass. When they passed, they rushed up in a crowd and quickly beheaded them. Then they called for the Golden Army to stop, Holding his head, he went back to the stockade happily.As soon as they get to the stockade, the men will strike each other with long swords, which means to inform the people in the stockade that once they have hunted their heads, they can prepare for the head sacrifice.On the other hand, the left behind villagers will sound wooden drums. First, they will tell the people in the village not to go up the mountain and down the river; The second is to inform those who have not yet returned to return to the village quickly. The leader of the village will take the red Baotou, a bowl of rice and an egg to the holy land together with the prestigious old people to prepare for the head. Waiting for the men to return with their heads, they put red envelopes on their heads and fed them with rice and eggs; After that, they prayed devoutly and toasted their heads... Finally, several women cleaned their heads while crying.After the head sacrifice. Then the young man of the main sacrifice family sent his head to the Holy Land in the roar of the villagers and the sound of wooden drums.After that, the sacrificial family will prepare a scalpel to wash it. After washing it, the scalpel will be used to entertain the villagers.These are the information Jiang Jiu found on his way to Yunnan Province.And now, the clang of war and the sound of wooden drums are ringing one after another. It's obvious that the head sacrifice is about to begin.Jiang Shu hides quietly in the dense canopy and looks towards the exit through the cracks in the branches. After waiting for about ten minutes, I saw a winding fire dragon stop at the entrance of the holy land.Then there is the tedious head sacrifice.The roar of the men and the cry of the women mingled in the mountain wind. At first, it sounded like the roar of wild animals.At the end of the sacrificial process, the group carried their heads into the holy land.Jiang Jiu looked intently. Sure enough, he saw some familiar faces in the crowd, including the elder sister who had talked with them, and the old man who was sitting at the door smoking a water pipe.Once kind and harmless faces, in the light of fire and darkness, appear extremely strange.But Jiang Shu still can't find out what's unusual about them. He can't even tell whether the current situation is that the stockade is too remote and backward, and the old custom of Hunter's head sacrifice is still quietly preserved, or whether they are the ancient Wa people in the video.All the previous conjectures were overturned at this moment.In front of Jiang Shu's eyes, it was a group of living villagers, too real to distinguish.Jiang Shu's heart sank slightly. Seeing that the sacrifice had come to an end and that the villagers were ready to return, he quietly moved among the branches, ready to return to the stockade first.But he moved, not far from the branches of a black shadow also flash, did not wait for him to see, it has disappeared.Jiang Jiu wavered between catching up and going back to the stockade first. He chose to go back first - Song Yu is still in the stockade.Even he didn't realize the abnormality of the village and its people, so Song Yu must have been kept in the dark. He was a little worried that if the other party stayed alone in the stockade, there would be an accident.When he got back to the stockade in front of the villagers, Jiang Shu saw that every household was still on at this time.There is a bonfire on the square in the middle of the stockade. An old cattle is tied under a big tree at the entrance of the village. A few of them are sitting around the bonfire, among them Song Yu.Jiang Jiu messed up his clothes, turned on his flashlight, pretended to be lost and just came back, pretended to be surprised and said, "it's you. I thought I went to another stockade."He sat down next to Song Yu, his eyes swept several villagers quietly, wheezed and asked Song Yu for water.Song Yu didn't know why, but he gave him a cup of tea cooperatively: "don't you mean to walk around the stockade? I'm thinking that if you don't come back, I'll ask the people in the stockade to help me find you. "Jiang Gu sipped his tea and said with a smile, "I wanted to turn around and go back, but I went off the road and it was dark again. If I hadn't brought a compass and a flashlight, I couldn't have come back.""Fortunately, when I was wandering in the woods, I saw light in this direction, so I followed the light." "Why haven't you slept yet?" he asked casually"I'm going to slaughter cattle in the stockade tonight." Sitting opposite Jiang Jiu, an old man said happily in a strong dialect.Jiang Shu knew it clearly, but Song Yu's expression was a little strange.After they found an excuse to go back to the house, he hesitated and said to Jiang Jiu, "I think something is wrong in the stockade. How can their formation be like a head sacrifice?"Song Yuxiu is not high, but he is cautious. In the evening, when he strolls around the village, he notices that the villagers are in high spirits. It seems that there is something important in the village. After dark, he went back to the house, and he had been quietly watching the house and the stockade. He noticed that every house in the stockade had lights on and no one was sleeping.At about eight o'clock, the clank of metal and the sound of drums suddenly sounded outside, and the villagers were boiling. The more Song Yu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he pretended to be woken up and went to sit in front of the campfire.Until Jiang Jiu came back, he was trying to make a routine. However, no matter how he asked, the villagers only talked vaguely, and did not mention the sacrificial rites."It's the head sacrifice. There's something wrong with the stockade." Jiang Shu affirmed his guess and briefly told him about the head sacrifice in the holy land.Guessing is one thing, guessing proved to be another.Song Yu opened his mouth and murmured in disbelief, "is this the ancient wa we are looking for?"? But they look like normal people. ""I think those ancient Wa people are some kind of projection illusion, or they are not human at all..."How could these villagers be the ancient Wa people?"Is it possible that it happened that this village is remote and backward, and still retains the old custom of head sacrifice?" Song Yu asked."It's not impossible."Jiang Jiu also considered the possibility mentioned by Song Yu, but he didn't take any chances: "but I think these villagers are more likely to be" ancient Wa people. "It is even possible that after they enter the mountain, they have unconsciously entered the overlapping space.Jiang Jiu took out his mobile phone and looked at it, but there was no signal;Seeing this, Song Yu also took a look at the mobile phone, then turned the screen to him with the same blank space: "not long after entering the mountain, I saw the time. At that time, although the signal was poor, there were still some."Both of them only focused on the sunset, and no one paid special attention to the time. For a moment, no one could tell exactly when the mobile phone signal was not available.Song Yu is holding a cell phone with no signal, and his expression is a little anxious."When you come, you will be at ease." Seeing this, Jiang Shu comforted him and said, "let's finish this evening first. I'll send you out of the village tomorrow morning. When you go out, you'll inform the branch immediately when there's a signal. Then you'll try whether you can come in. If you can't, you'll go back directly. I'll wait for you in place for an hour. If you don't come back in an hour, you can't come in again. I'll stay in the stockade for five days, and I'll come out after five days, no matter whether I find someone or not. ""You're not going out with me?" Song Yu was shocked."No, if you go out, you may not be able to come in again."Jiang Shu shakes his head and arranges in an orderly way: "if you can't go back to the stockade tomorrow, let your director contact Ying Qiao and tell them not to worry for me."Song Yu was a little uneasy when he learned that he wanted to go back alone. But before he came, the director told him that Jiang's trip was a private affair, so he didn't have to interfere with it.Think about each other in the end is gluttonous, he can only suppress the worry, rational obedience to the arrangement.Early the next morning, on the pretext that something happened at home, Song Yu hurriedly offered to go back. Jiang Jiu said that his gathering was not over and he wanted to stay for a while, so he sent Song Yu down the mountain.Greedy cub sigh: the mountain is poor and partial. There is no midnight snack and no takeout.Song Yu: ah?Good night, everyone~PS: Baidu Encyclopedia of Wa People's head sacrifice.
