Most of the people in the world knew the truth, but they didn't know why. Everyone in the Celestial Sect would worship the Mysterious Daughter of the Nine Heavens, but those who knew that the Mysterious Daughter of the Nine Heavens was a Mysterious Bird were probably only those who had a long history of metaphysics.
As for me, I came across this record in the Death Scripture.
Because of this, the Profound Maiden of the Nine Heavens was like Shakyamuni to the disciples of Buddhism, or the Daofathers of the Three Purities to the disciples of Daoism. She was their faith and spiritual sustenance.
At this moment, suddenly seeing that such a heartless murder case was related to the Mystic Bird painting, Han Wennan hesitated and did not say that this connection was also human nature.
Even I felt somewhat gloomy. The picture on the wall was that of the mysterious bird. Yu Fuda had killed so many people and used human sacrifices as sacrifices. Could it be that he was sacrificing the mysterious woman of the nine heavens?
How was this possible?
Upon hearing Han Wennan's explanation, Ling Duyu pushed up his glasses and said with an honest smile, "Big Brother Han is right. According to the historical records, Shang Qi's mother, Jian Di, gave birth to Shang Qi after swallowing a Mystic Bird's egg in the suburbs.
Shang Qi was the son of Emperor Ku and the half-brother of Emperor Yao. He was also the ancestor of the Shang Clan and the ancestor of Cheng Tang, the founder of the Shang Dynasty.
Therefore, the Shang clan, as well as the Shang Dynasty that came after it, used the Mystic Bird as their totem. This is also the origin of the saying, 'The Mystic Bird of Heaven descended to give birth to the Shang Dynasty'. "
"I see."
Chen Yangting nodded, not fully understanding. He then asked, "Thousands of years have passed since the Shang Dynasty. Could it be that the murderer was possessed by a ghost from thousands of years ago when he worshipped the Mystic Bird?"
As he said this, his expression turned serious. "The longer a Yin soul stays in the world, the heavier the baleful Yang energy in the body. To be able to resist the baleful Yang energy for thousands of years, I'm afraid … I'm afraid that he has already cultivated a Yin Soul?"
A Yin Soul that had cultivated the Yin Spirit was a Yin Spirit. It was comparable to a human Heavenly Master. Its power was not to be underestimated. It was not difficult to understand why Chen Yangting's expression changed drastically.
However, Han Wennan and I didn't think it was a big deal. The people of the Mysterious Gate all worshipped the Fairy of the Ninth Heaven, and we didn't see anyone from the Shang Dynasty.
Apart from the two of us, Miao Jue had a calm and collected look on his face the whole time. His expression did not change at all.
Professor Liang and the others didn't know anything about the Yin Spirit or the Yang Spirit, so they didn't care.
Chen Yangting was snubbed, so he shut his mouth and didn't say anything else. However, the relaxed expression on his face was gone, and his expression became much more serious. Clearly, he was on his guard.
At this moment, Professor Liang's hands were already on the Mystic Bird mural. He followed the lines on it and touched it all the way down.
When he reached the end, he reached out his hand and touched a spot marked with a white dot for a while. Suddenly, he said, "I remember the file saying that there was originally a small cauldron here, right?
Little Xin, find a photo of that small cauldron. "
Following his instructions, Mu Xin quickly took out a few large photos from her backpack and handed them over. Professor Liang lowered his head and looked at them carefully.
At first, I didn't pay much attention to it. However, when I heard the word 'small cauldron', my heart was moved. I took two steps forward and stood next to Professor Liang, looking at the photo in his hand.
As soon as I saw this small cauldron, my heart suddenly shook. I've seen this small cauldron before!
No, to be precise, I've seen one too!
Back in Meizhou, after Zhang Kanwen had kidnapped Zhang Cengcheng, I had searched his house. I found a small, dark cauldron the size of a cigarette case. It was exactly the same as the small cauldron in the photo in front of me!
At that time, when I was studying that small cauldron, I had poured my Dao energy into it, but it was almost sucked dry. The small cauldron didn't have any strange effects, so I had put it in my luggage. I had never taken it out to check it, and it was still in my Fengshui Metaphysics shop.
Does this small cauldron have anything to do with my small cauldron?
After thinking for a while, I pulled myself together and asked Professor Liang, "Can you show me the picture?"
At this moment, Professor Liang had finished looking at the picture. He was frowning and thinking. When he heard me, he threw the photos to me.
I received them and quickly checked them. Soon, I found something different. This small cauldron was the same size as my small cauldron. The only difference was the writing on the front.
The small cauldron I had gotten from Zhang Cengcheng had the word 'Liang' carved on it, but this small cauldron had the word 'Ji' carved on it.
The writing was the same as the one on the Death Sutra Silk Scroll.
The difference was that the character 'Liang' on the small cauldron was Yin, which meant that it was carved on the Ding body. However, the character 'Ji' on this cauldron was Yang, which meant that it was carved on the surface of the cauldron.
The small cauldron had the character 'Liang' on it, so I didn't think too much about it. However, the character 'Ji' on this cauldron made me think of Jizhou, Liang Prefecture, Yongzhou, Qingzhou, and so on.
An absurd idea popped up in my head. According to the legends, in the early years of the Xia Dynasty, Yu the Great divided the world into nine prefectures. He asked the Prefecture Overseer of the nine prefectures to provide bronze to forge nine cauldrons, which symbolized the nine prefectures. Were these two small cauldrons two of the legendary nine cauldrons?
As soon as this idea popped up in my head, I denied it. It was impossible. The nine cauldrons were the national treasures of the Qin Dynasty. Holding the nine cauldrons meant that one could rule the world. According to the legends, the nine cauldrons had been lost during the Qin Dynasty.
Moreover, the nine cauldrons were gigantic, and the cauldrons had engravings of the sun, moon, stars, birds, beasts, famous mountains, great rivers, and all kinds of strange things in the nine prefectures.
These two small cauldrons were only as big as my palm. Besides some patterns, there were no drawings of mountains or rivers on the cauldrons.
Thus, they couldn't be the legendary nine cauldrons.
However, when I had poured my Dao energy into them, what was the reason for that strange phenomenon?
After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure it out. I returned the picture to Professor Liang and asked, "Professor Liang, this cauldron has the character 'Ji' on it. Could it be one of the legendary nine cauldrons?"
Professor Liang was an expert in this field, so he knew more than me. Perhaps he knew the origin of these small cauldrons.
However, Professor Liang didn't answer me. Instead, he turned around and looked at me in surprise. "How do you know the character 'Ji'?
As far as I know, this character isn't written in Chinese or seal script. It's even different from the oracle bone script. How do you know it? "
I was startled. Now, I understood that I had become interested in this character because of the Death Sutra Silk Scroll. Later on, I had searched for a lot of information to learn about this character.
In fact, Chinese characters were hieroglyphics. This type of script was somewhat similar to the Oracle Bone Script, as well as the Great Seal Script and the Small Seal Script. In terms of shape, it looked like a script that was in between the Oracle Bone Script and the Seal Script. Anyone who had studied these characters would be able to recognize it.
I pulled myself together and smiled. "I've studied calligraphy. This character isn't too different from the seal script. Of course, I can recognize the character 'Ji'."
Professor Liang nodded and took the picture from my hand. He sighed. "I don't think it's one of the nine cauldrons. However, from the looks of it, it should be related to the human sacrifice culture of the Shang Dynasty."
"Human sacrifice culture?" I was bewildered. This was a term I had never heard before. "What is the human sacrifice culture?"
The others gathered around to listen to Professor Liang's answer.
This time, Professor Liang wasn't as absent-minded as before. After a moment of silence, he said, "In recent years, archaeologists have excavated a shocking number of corpses in the Yin Ruins of Anyang. The oracle bone script they unearthed shows that they died in the bloody sacrificial ceremony of the Shang Dynasty.
"I once participated in an excavation. At that time, it was next to a palace in the Yin Ruins. There were more than one hundred sacrificial pits, and there were nearly six hundred corpses.
Most of the corpses were decapitated and thrown into the pits.
Two pits also contained the corpses of seventeen children who had died tragically.
When the foundation of the palace was laid, it was also accompanied by a sacrificial ceremony. All the pillars were built with a corpse, and the gate was built on top of the remains of fifteen people. Three of them only had their heads left.
"It was said that there was a human sacrificial ground in the tomb area of the Shang King's tomb. It was twice the size of a football field. There were nearly three thousand five hundred human skeletons buried in more than nine hundred sacrificial pits.
Many of the skeletons were decapitated. Some pits only had their skulls or bodies buried. There were even people who were still struggling to be buried.
There were also sacrificial sites outside the royal tomb area.
For example, there was a pit at the back of the hill. There were seventy-three skeletons buried there. Most of them were male teenagers under the age of twenty. There were even more than ten skeletons of children.
Wherever the Shang Dynasty went, such as Yanshi in Henan, the early Shang Dynasty ruins in Zhengzhou, and even Tongshan in Jiangsu, there were large-scale human sacrificial sites.
"Over the years, natural and man-made changes have destroyed the Yin Ruins. It is impossible to know how many such human sacrificial sites existed in the entire Shang Dynasty.
These sites were from different eras, which means that the practice of human sacrifice had been going on for many years.
It wasn't the product of a tyrant's whims. It was the norm of a civilization. "
The secrets of the archaeological world were completely different from the history that we had been exposed to since we were young. Hearing Professor Liang's words, everyone was stunned.
Professor Liang didn't seem to notice. He continued, "In recent years, the archaeological world has confirmed this theory, but it hasn't been confirmed yet.
In this case, I don't know what you're talking about, but I know it's related to the human sacrifice culture … Let's not talk about this. Let's go to the cellar and check it out. "
Then, he took the lead and walked outside. The others, including me, were still immersed in the secrets that Professor Liang had told us. When he pushed the door open, I woke up. I didn't have time to sigh and followed him.
The cellar wasn't far from Yu Fuda's house. We could reach it in two or three minutes.
It was different from Yu Fuda's house. Not only was there a seal, but there was also a big rock blocking the entrance. In the end, Han Wennan, and the others had to go there to move the rock away.
Although it was broad daylight, the cellar was still pitch-black. Only a beam of white light shone through the entrance. However, it could only illuminate the area around the entrance. It didn't help much. I didn't know how Yu Fuda had killed and dismembered people in the dark.
Fortunately, the police knew about the situation here. They had prepared light sticks. After lighting them up, they threw them into the cellar. Although the light wasn't too bright, it was enough for us to see.
This time, we didn't let Professor Liang take the lead. Han Wennan and I went to check first. After we confirmed that it was safe, we helped Professor Liang into the cellar.
It had been more than a month since the incident, and the remains of the corpses had long been cleaned up. Even the blood in the blood pool that was not easily removed had dried up, forming a thick layer of blood stains at the bottom of the pool. It was dark red and very disgusting.
Professor Liang looked around for a while and suddenly walked up to the blood pool. He didn't mind it at all. He laid down on the edge of the pool, bent over, and pressed his hand on the layer of blood stains. It seemed like he wanted to dip his hand in some blood stains to examine it. Who knew that when he pressed, the dark bottom of the pool was like a thin layer of paper, and he directly pressed a big hole.
Professor Liang used too much force and lost his balance. He fell into the pond and into the black hole.
No one had expected this sudden change. Standing behind him, I was the first to react. I reached out my hand to grab him. However, I missed him by a hair's breadth.