deceitful words and deeds

When Di Chi and the old ghost arrived at the princess' tomb, Ning Xian was already waiting.

Mu Xingqi, the second apprentice, was recruited early, and now he is fifty-two, and he has already set up a separate family, and is well-known in the antique circle.

In the field of antiques, sometimes it depends not only on eyesight, but also some other rules and regulations, which need to be carefully considered. Ning Xian is obviously a leader, and he is well versed in this.He got acquainted with many experts and professors of cultural relics, and gained a lot of convenience in identification and appreciation.

Led by Ning Xian, Di Jie came to the princess's tomb.The newly excavated princess tomb has been cleared, leaving only a pit there.There is another smaller tomb next to the pit, which is even more simple, with only two pieces of armor and a few weapons buried with it.

Di Xie's brows were slightly drawn together, and the residual yin energy was strong. The ghost in the tomb was by no means a good person.

The old ghost pointed to the big pit in the princess's tomb: "The smell is stronger here, and I can fully confirm that it is him."

Di Xie's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at Ning Xian: "Mr. Ning, did you encounter any abnormalities yesterday?"

Ning Xian was at a loss: "No, I was fine yesterday, so am I fine now? I just saw a piece of painted cloth unearthed from the tomb, so I went to see my master and the old man, who knows what will happen? ah!"

No matter how he thought about it, he felt that it should have nothing to do with him, he just looked at a painting, how could he let the master disappear?There is absolutely no such reason at all!

The only clue that can be confirmed is that both Mr. Mu Lao's house and the princess's tomb have the aura of Chongjiu. Di Xie needs more information to judge the direction.

Di Chi said, "Can I have a look at that painting?"

Ning Xian hesitated for a moment, thinking that his master's whereabouts were unknown, he nodded and said, "Okay, follow me."

Most of the cultural relics cleared from the tomb have been recorded and put into the warehouse. Those are common living utensils and the like, and their uses have been determined. Some of them are temporarily displayed in a research room, which has not yet been finalized and is awaiting further research.

The painting in Ning Xian's mouth.In this research room, spread out under the light of the protection of antiquities.

The canvas was found inside the coffin in the tomb, pressed under the owner's hands and placed on the chest.

The canvas is old, showing a dark brown color, and the plaques formed by the infiltration of large liquids make the picture mottled, but the content can be roughly seen.

There are many characters in the picture, most of which are not detailed, and some are perfunctory like stick figures.But the figure in the center of the picture is clear and detailed, with detailed clothes and patterns, and a well-proportioned figure. It can be seen that it is a woman.

She seems to have won the favor of the painter, and she has two different painting styles from others.

The woman holds a three-legged baron in her hand, and in front of her is a fire that occupies the same size as her in the center of the picture. The flames are burning brightly, roasting something.

"This is a sacrificial ceremony." Di Que said.

"Exactly." Ning Xian answered from the side, "Experts agree that this is the scene of witch sacrifices. It is certain that this is a grand ceremony to worship the gods, but we don't know which god they worship."

"Does it matter which god is sacrificed?" The old ghost asked casually, his eyes were fixed on the canvas, and he gradually understood in his heart, showing such an expression on his face.

Ning Xian didn't want to talk to those laymen, but because he was brought by Di Chai, he reluctantly gave him some face: "Of course it has something to do with it. If you know what god is offering sacrifices, you can speculate when the sacrifice was held. , for what purpose. You must know that only when you ask for something will you worship.”

This sentence is the most correct sentence that the old ghost said after seeing Ning Xian, and he couldn't agree more.

"Then have you come to a conclusion?" Di Que asked.

"No." Ning Xian shook his head, "We thought that the sacrificial pictures buried in the princess's tomb should be a national treasure. Even if the official records of a sacrificial ceremony are not restored to the original, at least the basic information will be there. But there is no trace on the painting. After laying down too many clues, I just thought of taking it to my master to see if I can gain anything."

This painting is like... like someone made it on the spur of the moment, ignoring a lot of details, leaving cultural relics researchers scratching their heads.

"Oh, it's not that I have no idea at all. We have studied this painting, and we have gained something." Ning Xian stretched out his finger, and nodded on the painting, "That professor studied classical music and made such a discovery .”

According to the records of the Zhou Rituals, the God of Haotian is worshiped with 禋, the sun, moon and stars are worshiped with firewood, and Sizhong, Siming, Fengshi and Yushi are worshiped with Liao.Among them, the sacrificial ceremony, the real firewood, and the firewood burning are all firewood piled up and burned as sacrificed animals, which are the most solemn sacrifices.

The fire and roasted sacrifices in the picture show that the objects of sacrifice are among those gods.

Di Xie fell into deep thought when he heard this, but the old ghost pulled his arm: "Okay, we should understand almost, let's go first."

Di Chie looked at the old ghost, saw him wink, understood in his heart, turned to Ning Xian and said, "I will try my best to find Mr. Mu, if there is any situation, I will definitely let you know as soon as possible."

Ning Xian looked sad, but he had no choice but to nod and hand over to Di Chai to do.

Di Xie followed the old ghost to an empty intersection, the old ghost suddenly pulled him away, did he learn something from it?Before Di Chie could speak, the old ghost consciously stopped and turned around.

"Do you know the God of Command?"

Di Xie nodded: "The ghost official in charge of the ghost roster in the underworld is a subordinate of Lord Taishan."

"Oh, yes, you used to communicate with the underworld, so of course you know this order." The old ghost was noncommittal, "Actually, order does not refer to a single individual, but a group of people."

After he said this, Di Jie remembered what the God of Command is known in a more general sense.

It is recorded in the book that the commanding officer of the central government is also called the commanding father-in-law.The original life of the master's birth year, the bamboo slips of the birthday, the Taiyi changes the soul and is listed, and the order is mixed with the Taiyi, and it is based on the book, so it is called the father-in-law.Even if Si Ming is in the gods, he has a very high status.

"How could there be a group of them?" Di Que was a little puzzled.

"Why can't there be a group of them? Chang'e in the Moon Palace is the only one in your mouth, but in fact, all the goddesses in the god world can be called Chang'e, and the order of command is naturally not what you think." The old ghost said, "There are 36 members in Zuo's order. Officials, You Si Ming also has 36 senior officials, as gods responsible for life and death, I don’t know how much higher than your Hades.”

Di Chi shook his head: "There is no comparison. Si Ming is the god of heaven, and does not interfere with the god of the underworld. Even if Siming is in charge of life, the gods have already withdrawn from the human world in the past thousand years, and what remains cannot be compared with that of the past. , the person in charge of the human world is the king of the underworld.”

After he finished speaking, he was taken aback suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the old ghost.

Knowing that he understood what he said, the old ghost nodded and said, "The Commander from the Upper Realm broke into the human world and disturbed the order of life and death in the human world. So I guess, because of this, the King of Reincarnation intervened."

Chongjiu is the commanding officer, so the source of the book that records various longevity techniques can also be known.

The old ghost said this after seeing the painting. Does it mean that what is described in the painting is the sacrifice that summoned Chongjiu into the human world?

"However, why did the picture of the priestess appear in the princess' tomb?" the old ghost asked.

Di Chi pondered for a moment: "There are two possibilities. The princess in the tomb also participated in the sacrifice, which is an important part. There is also a possibility that the witch is also in the princess' tomb."

"Then is it possible that the princess is a witch?" The old ghost suddenly thought.

This confused Di Xie, but he felt that the possibility of the princess being a witch should not be high.

"In any case, it is certain that the princess's tomb is related to Chongjiu. Whether Mr. Mu's disappearance was caused by him or not, we must find him." Di Chai concluded.

"What's the use of finding him? You are a mortal, and you still want to hit a stone with an egg?" The old ghost originally thought that he could find something to restrain him before Chong Jiu, but now it seems that Chong Jiu has come in front of them again.

"How do you know that I can't do anything?" Di Que asked back, "Don't you really have any flaws that can be defeated?"

"Even if there is, it's not something you can do." The old ghost was not mocking, but sincerely expressed his perception.

"Oh." Di Chie calmed down after learning the useful information, "That's all I know, then you don't have to follow me."

The old ghost looked at the back of Di Xie who turned around neatly, and a series of question marks appeared in his mind.

Was he thrown away after being used up?

Is there any reason for this!

"Third sister, third sister, have you seen Officer Huang?" Dai Yuyu returned to the office with a half-opened can of cat food in her hand, but Zhang Sanzhang was not there.

Suddenly she vaguely heard Zhang Sanzhang's voice, followed the sound to the door of Zhang Yiwei's office, opened the half-covered door and looked inside.

Oh, the third sister is hitting Zhang Yiwei again.

"You're really itchy, aren't you? You took that thing out without permission last time. I didn't scold you, but you lost it to me. Go back and wait for the elders to cramp and skin you!"

Under Zhang Sanzhang's furious scolding, Zhang Yiwei folded his arms and looked serious: "Sister, I swear, it has absolutely nothing to do with me if that thing is lost."

"What's missing?" Dai Yuyu asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, it's an ancestral item in the family." Zhang Sanzhang replied to Dai Yuyu in the same tone as usual, and then switched to a furious state to face Zhang Yiwei, "You must find it for me!"

"There is a sentence that I don't know if I should say it or not," Zhang Yiwei said solemnly, "I saw it before, Ah Chi left my office."

Zhang Sanzhang raised his hand and slapped him on the top of his head: "You still want to divert the trouble to the east!"

Attracted by that roar, Yuan Jundi poked his head from behind Dai Yuyu: "What are you arguing about here?"

Zhang Yiwei couldn't keep his composure anymore, he waved his hands and shouted: "I obviously saw Ah Chi leave from my door, and I didn't say that he must have taken it, but it's too unfair for you to defend him like this!"

Zhang Sanzhang was [-]% sure: "Ah Chi will not do such a thing."

Yuan Jundi suddenly said: "Why are you so sure? Do you think you know him well? That man, in order to revive the younger brother, used bones to raise flesh and blood. He can do anything."

"I don't allow you to say that about Ah Chi!" Dai Yuyu became angry, and the canned cat food in her hand fell on Yuan Jundi, dumping most of it.

Zhang Sanzhang didn't have time to stop it: "Yuyu, that's Officer Huang's ration, it will scold you again when it sees it."

Dai Yuyu screamed, remembering why she came here just now: "Officer Huang is gone!"

Zhang Yiwei heaved a long sigh, let him just say it, it must not be his problem, you see not only lost things, but also lost cats.

The round big orange walks on the road, avoiding pedestrians, with a fat body but very light steps.

With a red leaf in its mouth, it walked through the woods and across the grass to the park bench.

When the person sitting on the bench saw it, his exquisite face showed a smile: "It's you, you are still alive."

Officer Huang jumped up, landed on his lap, and put the red leaf in his hand.

He took the red leaf and raised his hand, letting it bathe in the sun, admiring the seemingly complicated but traceable veins on the red leaf.

A piece of jade pendant swayed with his movements, flashing a dark light.