After I calmed down a little, everyone set off again.

There were no special twists and turns. I went straight up the steps smoothly and plunged into the deep darkness above.

Brother Kite was the first to go in, and then he took off the pig's nose covering his face. The wings of his nose were "chichi", and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "Okay, there's not much problem with this place, and the ventilation is good.

"

In fact, underground, so-called ventilation, probably means that people will not be suffocated to death.

With their heads freed, everyone looked around.

What is certain is that we have indeed entered the fortress of the ancient city.

The fortress has the most eye-catching position in the ancient city, and the interior is naturally very different from the houses we passed before. In front of us is a rather solemn-looking hall. Both the floor and the walls are no longer rough stones, and have been carefully decorated.

It was polished and extremely smooth. Because it was buried underground, some places inevitably showed signs of collapse. For example, in the southwest corner, the wall of the fortress had collapsed, and the soil from the outside poured in, forming a slope several meters high.

In addition, there are many tables, chairs and benches in the main hall, which are swaying here and there. Most of them adopt the weird tensegrity structure we have seen before. A few chains and a few wooden boards are used to build a piece of furniture, as if it is suspended. It looks very special.

It's science fiction, but the wood is not a good material that can withstand the test of time. Most of it has decayed, and the metal chains used are also rusty.

In front of the main hall, there is a huge chair, which is dusty. After shining the flashlight in the distance, it is red and green. It is obviously a bronze guy.

It weighs one or two thousand kilograms. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be for the leader of this ancient city to sit there. It can also be understood as a throne.

This set of furnishings, you can guess with your eyes closed, it should be the place where people in the ancient city held meetings.

There is a throne at the top for the leader to sit on, and a long table at the bottom for the people at the bottom. This style feels a bit like a Western parliament. It can also be seen that the power of this Three-Eyed Kingdom is not concentrated.

This would never happen in a place where power was centralized, whether it was a tribe in the Neolithic period or a later feudal dynasty. Of course, a high degree of power centralization does not necessarily make everyone below have to kneel down. Except for the Manqing Dynasty, most people in history

In most Han dynasties, kneeling was frowned upon, except in important ceremonial and extremely solemn occasions.

Behind the throne, there is a leather painting hanging on the stone wall. It is said that it should be painted in color. However, due to the age and the fact that this place is not sealed, the color on it has disappeared. It is oxidized and is as black as if it was smeared with toner.

As for the leather, it's about the same. It's dry and has an asphalt-like texture. The two combined together have no sense of art at all. You can only vaguely see clearly that the painting on the leather is exactly a horse.

The image of the leech is exactly the same as the mutton-fat leech pendant we got before.

"It seems that these three-eyed people should worship Chi Chi."

Brother Yaozi said with some confusion: "We Han people worship dragons and Mongolians worship wolves. This is understandable, because these totems themselves have very positive symbols, but this thing is different. I really can't figure out what it is."

A nation would worship such a deceitful thing.”

When Lao Bai saw such a large hall, all the previous malaise was swept away. The twinkling light in his eyes was all too familiar to me - this guy wanted to buy something again!

Undoubtedly, the leather painting is the most valuable.

So this guy took a few steps closer and reached out to touch the leather painting. He immediately retracted his hand, took a sip and cursed: "Damn, bad luck, it's human skin!"

I was following him, always ready to stop this guy from doing something stupid. After hearing this, I looked at the skin painting carefully. It was really a piece of human skin.

The thickness of human skin is different from that of other animals, and it can be seen.

"This is somewhat similar to some Tibetan games."

Brother Yaozi came over at some unknown time. He looked up for a moment and said, "The texture looks very thin. It should be the skin on the back of a young girl."

I was moved by what he said: "You mean...human skin thangka?"

Brother Yaozi nodded.

Thangka is also called Tangga, which is actually a Tibetan painting.

Apart from this, many Tibetan literary works are particularly hair-raising.

What Ajiegu, Gangdong, Zamaru...

Any normal person would probably not be able to stand these things.

Lao Bai was interested in all valuable things, but he was not interested in those things that were particularly unlucky and inhumane. He stepped aside cursing.

Living in this era, most people can’t figure out why those people in the past were so cruel, especially monks, and made the goodness they preached a complete joke. People killing people have been going on since ancient times, in order to survive.

, I don’t think there is anything shameful about killing people to protect the country, but if you kill people just for some illusory and absurd ideas, or even just for fun, this is a complete perversion. This kind of person is not a human being, he is from hell.

The devil crawled out of it.

The things left by the devil, no matter how artistic they are, are still bloody.

I was not interested in observing the devil's art. I was about to leave, but Brother Yaozi pulled me back. Seeing the slight disgust on my expression, he smiled and said, "Except for the tantric sects in the west, things like human skin painting are mostly

No one knows how to do it anymore. This painting is somewhat similar to a thangka, and the production techniques are also very similar. There are mercury spots on the back. It must have been filled with mercury from the top of the head and then removed from a living person, otherwise the leather painting would not be returned.

Stay flexible.”

I understood what he meant, so I asked: "You mean...the people from the Three-Eyed Kingdom are actually from the west? They have some connection with the current Tantric Buddhism..."

The words came to an abrupt end.

I suddenly thought about the origin of Tantric Buddhism, which has many origins. It is not only imported Buddhism, but also influenced by primitive Bon religion. Many weird and disgusting behaviors have their origins.

The Three-Eyed Kingdom existed in the Neolithic Age and came from the west. Some things look very similar to the evil practices of Tantric Buddhism, so...

“Original Bon!!”

I almost blurted out: "Three Eyes Country is related to the primitive Bon religion. It is very likely that the people of the primitive Bon religion migrated here!"

"The enemy!"

Brother Yaozi put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "We have seen many clues bit by bit along the way, and finally combined them together, we finally found out the origin of this ancient country!"

The more I think about this, the more plausible it becomes.

Primitive Bon religion is a religion that no longer exists. Some methods and traces can only be seen in Tantric Buddhism. However, Taoism has a lot of understanding of this religion, and its level of fear is even greater than that of Taiping Dao.

The fear has gone so far that when it comes to Tantric Buddhism, most people stay away from it. Not only our Taoist branch, but even the Zen Buddhism cannot be affectionate towards them.

The origin of primitive Bon religion is very vague, but it should have originated from the Neolithic period. The discovery of Linzhi in the 1950s has proved that the Snowy Region already had considerable civilization in the Neolithic period, and primitive Bon religion followed

The birth of.

And these people from the Three-Eyed Kingdom are obviously from that period, and the two names are completely correct.

"To be honest, I would rather deal with the sorcerers of the Taiping Dao than deal with the primitive Bon religion. Some of the things they have cultivated are embarrassing."

Brother Yaozi sighed: "I always feel that it is not a good thing for them to be obsessed with the dragon vein. Some people in the industry say that the original Bon religion has not completely disappeared. In fact, it still exists, but it is not visible."

Compared to the original Bon religion, my master was more interested in the bronze throne. He was always rubbing the throne, and I didn’t know what he was thinking. Brother Yaozi and I were talking lively when I suddenly heard him whisper from the side: "Come here.
Chapter completed!