"Sister Cen, if the cat meow last night was the appearance of the cat and tiger god, one of the eight waxes, why is the granary still empty?" Ke Xun really couldn't understand the reason.
Yue Cen was also lost in thought for a while: "I always feel that this empty Bawa Temple seems to be waiting for us to invite the eight gods back... As for the cat and tiger gods last night, where did they go after they appeared on the shadow puppet stage? Woolen cloth?"
Immortals come and go without a trace, but the temple is also empty, which makes no sense. At the very least, there should be a statue of a god to be enshrined in the temple, no matter whether it is a golden body or a clay statue, the people must always be able to see what they worship Statue.
"Even if we invite the gods back, don't we have to worship before we can show spirits?" Ke Xun leaned towards the temple entrance, "The incense in the temple, as well as the fire sticks and so on, are used to worship the gods, right? ?"
"Incense? Huo Zhezi?" Yue Cen didn't notice this in the temple just now.
"Just below the altar for sacrifice, there are these items." Ke Xun is sure, "There are also dishes for sacrifice in the corner."
Yue Cen didn't realize that he admired Ke Xun's observation ability.
"Xiao Ke, you said just now that there are still sacrificial dishes?"
"Yes, there are so tall a stack," Ke Xun said, returning to the temple and looking at it again, before he came out and said, "I counted, there are a total of forty pans, forty is the number, what can you say? ?"
"Eight immortals, forty plates, that is to say, each immortal needs on average five plates of tribute to worship," Yue Cen calculated, "It seems that we need to find five kinds of tribute."
When mentioning the word tribute, Ke Xun couldn't avoid thinking of the indescribable tributes in "Faith", and now these tributes are divided into categories: "Well, Sister Cen, in general... What are the tributes? It's a cow. Sheep or something?"
"I don't think so." Yue Cen denied, "There are different opinions about the sacrificial time of Bawa, some say it is the 10th month of the lunar calendar, and some say it's the twelfth lunar month. There is no specific tribute to the Bawa sacrifice in the history books. However, in the Yin and Shang dynasties, wax sacrifices were called 'Qing sacrifices', and the Yan Emperor Shennong's main agricultural affairs, I always thought that these tributes should be mainly crops."
This statement makes sense. Ke Xun looked at the green farmland in the distance: "If there are five crops, could it be 'five grains'?"
Yue Cen looked at Ke Xun again: "In ancient times, there was a saying of 'Shen Nong Chuan Wu Grain', I think it's very possible that the sacrifices are 'Five Grains'!"
"Then let's look for the grains first?" Ke Xun thought about it carefully, "But what's the use of those moss hints?"
"Well, let's go to the fields now. In addition to looking for grains, we must also pay attention to the moss and look for it as we walk?" Yue Cen had no better way for a while.
This seems to be the only way for now.
Ke Xun pushed Yue Cen to the field in the distance. There was a small forest between the ancient temple and the field. When the two entered the forest, they found that the forest was dense and shaded from the sun.
There are birdsong and insects in the forest, and a gust of wind blows, and the leaves and treetops rustle like a gust of wind.
Moss can be seen everywhere here.
There are green moss on the stones under the trees, green moss on the wetlands under the feet, and even the trunks of the trees are covered with dark green moss.
Perhaps because Yue Cen had similar moss on his calf, the two of them had some indescribable feelings when they saw the moss everywhere in the woods.
"There is too much moss here. If the moss is a clue, then there are clues everywhere in the woods." Ke Xun pushed Yue Cen forward slowly. slip.
Yue Cen secretly touched his still unconscious calf, endured the discomfort in his heart, and scraped some moss on the ankle with his hand.
"Xiao Ke, I think these moss of mine are somewhat similar to the moss on the trunk, at least the same color." Yue Cen said.
Speaking of the changes in Yue Cen's legs, Ke Xun felt very uncomfortable and didn't know how to comfort her, but now it seems that this person doesn't need anyone's comfort at all, and she can properly digest and handle these things.
"Sister Cen, do you mean that the moss we are looking for comes from the trunk? The clues are also on the trunk?"
"I think so," Yue Cen looked up at the trees, "the light can be seen above the trees, so there is no moss. What we need to look for is the lower half of these trees that are covered in thick shade."
Ke Xun looked at the small forest: "Fortunately, this forest is not big, although it is very dense, there are only more than a hundred trees, and we can observe every single tree. Moreover, the moss is distributed on the trees. In the lower half, we don't need to climb trees or anything, we just need to observe what is unusual about these trees."
"It's a waste of time for you to push me," Yue Cen observed the forest, which belongs to a horizontal forest belt, and the vertical distance is not long, "Well, I will go to the border between the forest and the farmland, which is not far ahead. You I searched in the woods, I searched by the field, I think there is a hut there, there must be a well, maybe it has something to do with the god of the 'post-watch pot'."
"Sure, then we'll act separately, you can do what you can, and some places will wait for me to come." Ke Xun said.
"Don't worry." Yue Cen's voice was still steady, "You too, do what you can."
Although it was the first time that the other party had entered the painting, and Ke Xun had only just known each other for only an hour or two, he always felt like an old friend who had worked together for many years, with a tacit understanding of many things.
So, the two moved separately. Yue Cen came to the field by shaking the wheel device of his wheelchair, while Ke Xun observed every tree covered with moss in the dense forest.
When Ke Xun was running and searching in the dense forest, he unconsciously remembered the painting "Restart" he had just experienced.
In the end, Ke found an inconspicuous tree. The trunk of this tree was also covered with dark green moss, but in the moss, there was a huge tree hole as tall as one person. It was also covered with moss on something.
At first glance, it looks like a small tree is hidden in this long empty tree.
Ke Xun lightly touched the "little tree" covered with moss inside. It was a familiar texture, just like Yue Cen's calf, it was a stone.
Ke Xun scraped off a part of the moss on the stone, revealing the original appearance of the stone sculpture. It was actually a pair of stone wings about half the length of a human being, not the wings of a bird, but a pair of insect wings similar to cicada wings.
Ke Xun did not continue to act rashly, thinking that this discovery should be shared with Yue Cen first.
The location of the tree was easy to remember, but Ke Xun still made some marks, and then ran in the direction of Tanabe.
Yue Cen came to the ridge in the field in a wheelchair, and waved to Ke Xun.
Ke Xun did not expect that Yue Cen had already "walked" so much with the help of a wheelchair. He had not forgotten to take a closer look when he passed the hut and well, but he didn't find anything special.
"Xiao Ke, I discovered a phenomenon," Yue Cen said immediately. "The huts and wells in these farmlands are arranged in a regular order, to be precise, they are arranged according to a fixed distance."
"What's the point of these arrangements?" Ke Xun really didn't realize this.
"Before we mentioned the supervisors of the postal watch, they are responsible for measuring and dividing farmland in addition to supervising farming. I think these huts and wells should be the signs of measuring and dividing farmland." Yue Cen said.
Ke Xun felt a little excited: "Then, is it possible for us to find the God of the Postage Table from one of the huts or a well?"
"I think this farmland must have a center, and we should be able to find this center based on the measured signs." Yue Cen expressed his thoughts.
The center, according to the measured center of the field, is likely to find something.
"Okay, then we can just look for the center while looking for the five grains." Ke Xun said and saw the wheat ears in Yue Cen's hands. The farmland they were in was a field of wheat. turquoise ears of wheat.
Yue Cen said, "Mai is one of the five grains. We have already found the same." Then he looked at Ke Xun again, "Xiao Ke, did you find anything when you came here in a hurry?"
"Yes..." Ke Xun had been patronizing the analysis of the postal watch, and hurriedly told the findings in the tree hole.
"A pair of insect wings?" Yue Cen asked.
"Yes, it's the kind of wings that are known, could they be insect gods?" Ke Xun scratched his head and said his inference, "Anyway, it's the kind of insect wings with textures, but unfortunately it's stone, look. Without color, I think it should belong to Lepidoptera or something."
"Lepidoptera are represented by butterflies or moths," Yue Cen had already shaken the wheelchair to take a look. "If it's a cicada wing, it should belong to the order Hemiptera."
Ke Xun didn't expect that insects have so much to pay attention to: "Sister Cen, what did you learn? How can you understand so much? These are biological knowledge, right?"
Yue Cen: "This... it should be biology knowledge in middle school."
Ke Xun: "Oh, is it ha..."
The two had already walked into the woods again, and Yue Cen continued to ask, "I suspect that the pair of wings you saw might belong to the order Orthoptera."
"Does the insect god have a special appearance? What kind of Orthoptera does it belong to?"
"Yes, the insect god is the locust god."
"God of locusts? Is it a locust?" Ke Xun was surprised that he had guessed 'locust' from the word 'God of locust'.
"Yes, it's locusts." Yue Cen's expression gradually became serious, "For farmers, locust plagues are no less than floods and droughts, and the damage to crops is deadly, that's why 'the locusts cover the sky and the sun is colorless'. , Ye Lao Tanaka weeps and sheds blood'. The government and the people were helpless in the face of the locust plague, so they simply respected him as the 'worm king', included him among the eight wax gods, and worshipped him devoutly in order to seek peace."
Hearing this, Ke Xun felt uncomfortable: "It's the nature of locusts to eat crops, begging for it is like begging mosquitoes not to suck their own blood, how could it be effective!"
Yue Cen: "So, in the Qing Dynasty, in some places, the Temple of the Locust was changed to the Temple of General Liu Meng. This General Liu Meng was a hero of locust control at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty."
Ke Xun listened very seriously: "According to this, one of the eight wax gods should be General Liu Meng."
Yue Cen: "This is from the Qing Dynasty. What we are looking for should be the more primitive Bawax God. The "Song of the Suburban Temple" on the stone tablet is from the Tang Dynasty. At that time, there was no General Liu Meng."
After the two of them said this, they came to the tree with a huge tree hole.
There was still a stone statue covered with moss in the tree hole. The moss on the pair of huge insect wings had been wiped clean by Ke Xun just now.
Yue Cen looked at the stone statue with his back facing the two of them, and was silent for a while.
Ke Xun stepped into the tree hole with one foot, and turned the stone statue around, the front was still covered with green moss.
Yue Cen stood up with his wheelchair, and wiped the face of the stone statue with his own towel.
This is a one-person-high stone statue. The sculpture is of a man in armor, with a pair of huge locust wings growing behind him. From the front, it looks like he is wearing a mighty cloak.
Yue Cen: "This should be the statue of the locust god. We have to find a way to send the statue back to the ancient Bawa Temple and let the insect god return to its place."
Ke Xun looked at the Locust God and was silent for a while.
Yue Cen thought for a while and said to Ke Xun: "It doesn't matter whether the people worship locusts or not, the sacrifice itself is actually a kind of simple hope and hope. A healthy family."
Ke Xun turned his head and pointed to the field in the distance: "There is hemp planted there. I saw it when I was passing by, and I can't tell whether it is ramie or flax. There are several large bundles made of hemp on the edge of the field. Rope, I'll fetch it right now, we can use hemp rope to send the statue back."
Yue Cen looked at Ke Xun, and seemed to understand now, why this young man was able to pass through so many dangerous levels, and still stands here calmly.