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  Yes, Ye Qiu is fine, he's a monster, a monster that can't be judged by normal human standards, or maybe he's not even human!

  This guy walked into the house with two pheasants in his hands and lowered his head. I was stunned for a moment, only asking: "Where did you get them from?"

  "The stone was smashed. He sat down, rummaged through the house for a while, and soon pulled out two ceramic jars from inside. He weighed them in his hands and said, 'Not bad, they can be used.'"

  I was savoring the fragrant "chicken" soup, and at that moment I decided to have a good chat with him. However, when I tore off a large piece of "chicken" "leg" meat to show my hospitality, he scooped out a few bones from the pot and threw them at Daidai, saying: "Here, these are yours..."

  In an instant, I had a feeling of being ignored again. Fine, let him be, whether he wants to talk or not, I couldn't care less.

  Cha Wenbin looks like he's in high spirits, but in reality, he's still weak. The consecutive tongue-tip blood and middle finger blood have already exhausted his entire "essence" energy from last night's battle. Now, he's just putting on a strong face to smile for our sake. This person always leaves the bitterest things for himself and puts the greatest pressure on his own shoulders.

  The weather is not bad today, standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, there are still some clouds and fog, but suddenly that Taoist temple in the forest can be seen to the rooftop. Mr. Gu said: "Guessing, in about 20 minutes, the fog on this mountain will disperse, standing here, the terrain of dozens of miles around will be visible at a glance."

  Taking over the conversation, I said: "I'm really looking forward to it. To be honest, I've been growing up in Hongcun Village since I was a child, but I really didn't know that there were so many mysteries here. It's like not knowing the true face of Mount Tai, just because one is born and lives in this mountain."

  "Xia, this village is not simple. Most of China's earliest historical records started from the Yellow River basin. In Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, apart from Hemudu culture and Liangzhu culture, there are few other well-known cultures. Northwest Zhejiang is located at the intersection of inland and coastal areas, with high mountains and dense forests. I think before Southern Song Dynasty, this place should have been isolated. These stone houses don't look like Jiangnan style to me, but they seem a bit like the abandoned 'caves' of Bashu."

  "What is 'Ditching the Old' Cave?" I had never heard of such a thing in Hongcun Village.

  Mr. Gu said, "In ancient times, productivity was low and the 'Abandoning Old People's Cave' was used to lay down those elderly people who were over 60 years old and considered a burden. The cave was very small, only enough for one person to curl up in, and at the bottom of the cave there was an equilateral triangular stone hole with sharp edges that could just fit an adult's head. It is said that the stone hole was used by the elderly people inside the cave to commit suicide. In ancient times, the 'Abandoning Old People's Cave' had a door slot and a door bolt carved on the outside of the cave, which were locked from the outside. When the old people who were locked inside could no longer bear the hunger and cold, they would lie down, stretch their heads into the stone hole, face up, and the sharp edges of the stone would help them end their lives."

  "How cruel."

  Mr. Gu said, "Last night when Old Zhao discovered that there were corpses all over the field, I had some doubts. When Xiaobai dug up those remains, I secretly examined them and found that the teeth of the skeleton she dug up were severely worn out, with almost all of the permanent teeth already nearing the roots. This suggests that the deceased was quite old when they died. The Chinese nation has always emphasized filial piety as the most important virtue, especially in the Central Plains civilization along the Yellow River. However, during the same period, there was also a very prosperous Ba-Shu civilization in southwestern China, which I know was a tribal empire highly dominated by religion. Their smelting and sericulture techniques even surpassed those of the Central Plains civilization at that time. The 'Abandoning the Old' cave is mentioned in some ancient legends of Ba-Shu, until fifteen years ago when your country was preparing to build the Three Gorges Project and conducted an investigation, unexpectedly discovering forty-eight stone houses on a hillside that were very similar to what we see today."

  Seeing our interested expressions, Gu Qing called out: "Zha younger brother, come over and take a look, there's something with this structure in the room we stayed in last night."

  Gu Qinghe led us into the stone house, pointing to a corner near the stove and said: "If it wasn't for the heavy rain pouring in from inside yesterday, I wouldn't have discovered that there's another 'hole' here. This 'hole' is round in shape, they didn't choose stoneware, but instead wrapped a layer of metal around this circle, look."

  As expected, on the inner wall of that stove there was a greenish round thing, which just happened to be able to fit a person's head. If it were someone like Fatty, it would probably take some effort. However, probably because of the long time, only half of the ring stuck in the stone remained, covered with verdigris, and at first glance, it was clear that it was a bronze object. From its thin edge, this thing should have been quite sharp back then.

  Looking at the door of the house again, there is indeed no door handle inside. Living in the mountains and wild ridges naturally requires preventing beast invasions, it doesn't make sense that the house doesn't have a door lock, and the window's lighting is very small, not much bigger than a palm. It seems that it might be possible that Gu Qing said it was an abandoned "cave".

  At this time, Ye Qiuleng suddenly said: "I smell a bloody smell."

  Cha Wenbin's face changed: "Where?"

  "He pointed to that corner with his mouth and said, 'It was right there, many people died in this house, blood flowed like a river, some things can't be washed away by rain.'"

  Zha Wenbin nodded and said: "For example, the evil spirit, last night we were lucky to escape."

  "Didn't you just make them fall like 'falling flowers' and flowing water?" I still remember last night, Wen Bin was so mighty, with an air that seemed to be a heavenly being descending upon the earth. The electricity, the thunder, the incantations he chanted were a million times more professional than those who perform exorcisms in our village.

  Cha Wenbin shook his head and said, "I was just lucky, I calculated that the full moon time last night was not long, and there would be strange weather phenomena. However, it was just borrowing the originally thunderstormy weather to make a guide. This way, we can barely get through the night. A true dragon does not stay at the dead water mouth, this place has been shrouded in 'yin' energy for thousands of years. If it weren't for the Tianmu Mountain range starting from this mountain and leaving behind some remaining dragon pulse, within a hundred miles, there should have been an outbreak of plagues and corpses all over the fields."

  "There's another thing, Cha young brother is still young, last night I saw that your method seemed to be forcibly exhausting the pure yang blood to activate it, having form but no power, unable to fully exert this set of Tian Gai Di Sha technique. Cha young brother, let me give you a suggestion, after last night's battle, you must at least clear and cultivate for three years, and there is still a possibility to recover what was lost."

  Since Gu Qing and the host had already spoken up, Cha Wenbin didn't need to beat around the bush anymore. He said straightforwardly: "Excuse my ignorance, I didn't realize earlier that Mr. Gu is not only a scholar but also an expert in Daoist numerology. May I ask when did you start practicing Daoism and who was your master?"

  Gu Qing smiled and said: "I'm just a fan of Taoist culture, I may hold an American passport, but in my heart, I've always considered myself Chinese. Since we're on this topic, I might as well be honest with you - my grandfather was once a Taoist priest from the Qingcheng 'door', studying under Yunyangzi Shui Mohan. Later, due to a mishap on Mount Qingcheng, he was forced to leave his master's door and wandered through Guangxi, eventually ending up in Southeast Asia before moving to America to work as a miner. Because he could read the wind and water patterns, he helped the mine owner find mineral deposits and gained recognition. When I was young, I heard him tell stories about Chinese Taoist priests and wanted to learn from him, but he refused. He said that Taoist priests fight against heaven and earth, but never against people, so they often suffer heavenly punishment and don't die a good death. In the end, my grandfather also died in a mining accident, and his body was never found."

  Zha Wenbin said with a self-deprecating smile: "It's just that I can understand the Tianjia Dizhuan technique, it seems that I am really a frog at the bottom of the well. I thought I had learned some extraordinary things, but instead, I made Old Man Gu laugh."

  "Absolutely not, absolutely not. Brother Cha's every move and style can't be accomplished overnight. I once had a good friend who gave me a lot of information about Taoist spells, incantations, and moves. Due to my profession and interests, I was fortunate enough to understand some of it. From what I know, the Tian Fa Di Xie technique can only be used after one is at least 36 years old, with a total of 108 moves that must be coordinated with oral chants and footsteps, without any room for error. I've only heard about it before, but never witnessed it myself. Yesterday, Brother Cha already opened my eyes wide."

  "You should know that the human heart is no longer ancient, and the evil energy of heaven and earth has been summoned. The 36 heavenly generals and the 72 earthly fiends are born from the orthodox and evil energies of heaven and earth, totaling 108 divine generals. I have only learned a little bit of their skin and fur. Without self-awareness, wanting to forcibly open an altar by relying on gourds and painting calabashes, one will be injured by the evil energy instead." As he spoke, Cha Wenbin coughed twice, his complexion not as good as before. Seeing my tension, he simply shook his head and said: "It's nothing serious, just rest for a few days. People must take responsibility for their own lack of self-awareness."

  As they walked out of the house, Cha Wenbin and Ye Qiu came to a piece of land near the house. He gently pried it open with his hands, revealing a stone path about the width of a palm. After some tidying up by Ye Qiu, she found that one side of the stone path was connected to a round hole in the wall of the house, and the other side seemed to lead to both ends, similar to the drainage ditch commonly used in villages today.

  The two of them nodded to each other, and it seemed that they both had some idea in mind. The houses here were built on a slope from low to high, with two rooms in each row, increasing gradually upwards, and the construction was very well-planned. Zhang Wenbin walked up along the slope for a while, following the small path, and that "yin" ditch-like stone path ran through the village all the way to the top.

  I said: "They also considered it 'very' thoughtful, knowing that they had to repair a drainage ditch."

  "This is not drainage."

  "Ah..."

  He casually picked up a stone and threw it down the slope, saying: "This is a blood-draining ditch, a ditch that connects every household, so there are some dark brown spots on these stones, which have been soaked in blood for a long time. When the sun comes out during the day and shines on these stones, Ye Qiu said he smelled the smell of blood."

  This stupid brother of mine, I'm afraid that this stupid nose is even more sensitive than Stupid's. He doesn't even know what dynasty it's from and he can still sniff it out. Truly a godly person!

  "Collecting blood is used for rituals or ceremonies around the world, only people in barbaric times would believe that blood can bring them courage and strength."

  However, this time, Zha Wenbin did not agree with his statement. He said: "That's not necessarily the case. In China, there is a kind of blood magic technique. This evil technique is not used for living people, but on the contrary, it is specially prepared for the dead..."

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