Paranormal incident investigation notes

"Kill the duck? Oh, okay, okay, wait a minute."

Huang Weimin lowered his head and quickly agreed, then pushed out a big old bicycle from the side of the pig house, got on it and rode away quickly.

Lu Qingliang knew that Huang Weimin's duck farm was next to a river valley about two or three kilometers away. Now, he's clearly out to catch ducks.

Seeing real money, the expression of the middle-aged woman whom Huang Weimin called Guilan changed drastically from before. Not only was her face immediately filled with smiles, her words also became enthusiastic.

"Oh, it's true. Look, there's no cleaning here. Come on, sit down quickly. I'll get you a glass of water."

Guilan found a table, set it up in the shade, wiped it, and took two more cups and filled it with water.

"You guys take a rest first, and I'll go get you some side dishes first..."

Lu Qingliang and He Wei stared at each other on both sides of the table, while Guilan started busy.

After a while, a plate of cucumbers and a plate of cold wild vegetables were served on the table. At this time, Huang Weimin also rushed back and handed a quacking duck to Guilan.

"Go and boil water!"

Huang Weimin hurriedly boiled water, while Guilan quickly killed the duck, removed its feathers, chopped it into pieces, and started cooking.

"Although this woman is fierce, she is very nimble with her hands and feet."

At this moment, looking at Guilan who was extremely busy but everything was in order and not messy at all, Lu Qingliang and He Wei had this idea in their minds at the same time. On the contrary, Huang Weimin seemed clumsy, sometimes not only unable to help, but also causing trouble.

Eventually he was kicked out of the kitchen and sat aside with an embarrassed look on his face.

With Guilan here, now doesn't seem to be a good time to talk to Huang Weimin. There was no other way, the two had no choice but to wait.

Time flies. When noon arrived, the duck was finally ready.

"Dad, there are steamed buns left for you in the pot. You can stay at home to entertain them. It's time to change the water at the duck factory. I'll leave first."

After finishing the duck, Guilan hurriedly grabbed a steamed bun from the pot, picked up a pickle, and left in a hurry.

Huang Weimin forced a smile: "You two eat first, just call me if you need anything."

He Wei glanced at Lu Qingliang, and Lu Qingliang stood up and said with a smile on his face: "That's right, Uncle Huang, the main reason we came here today is to ask you about local history and customs. Before... …Hey, you come too, let’s chat while eating?”

Huang Weimin looked very embarrassed: "That's not appropriate. You can eat it. If you want to know anything, just ask."

"Come on, come on, this duck is so big, we two can't finish it, it's all wasted. Besides, we're asking for your advice."

He Wei also joined the invitation. After refusing, Huang Weimin finally sat over.

He Wei looked at the table, suddenly remembered something, and stood up immediately: "You guys eat first, wait for me."

After a few steps to the village canteen, He Wei looked very bold and generous: "Take a bottle of the best wine here."

He Wei was ready for heavy bleeding. But she was willing to pay this money.

If you can get any important information from Huang Weimin with just a meal and a bottle of wine, that's really profitable.

The canteen owner looked up at He Wei, picked up a bottle of wine and handed it over: "40."

It was a local wine called "Woye Daqu".

"40?"

He Wei was startled.

A bottle of wine that costs 40 yuan seems not to be considered a good wine no matter where you look at it.

"It's still tender." He Wei secretly thought: "When we set out, not only did we forget to bring gifts, but we also forgot to bring a bottle of wine."

Now I can only make do with it.

After taking the wine, He Wei quickly returned to Huang Weimin's house. Seeing the wine in her hand, Huang Weimin became even more embarrassed: "I eat your food and drink your wine, but it's still such a good wine. This, I'm so embarrassed..."

After the two tried to persuade each other again, Huang Weimin opened the wine with embarrassment, took out the cup and poured it in.

He Wei didn't drink, but Lu Qingliang drank with Huang Weimin.

After a glass of wine, Huang Weimin's chatterbox finally opened up.

"Speaking of our Woye County, especially our Huang Village and Nanji Village, we can talk about folklore, customs, etc..."

Huang Weimin's words were eloquent. At this moment, his temperament was very different from the cowardly man before. At this moment, he was full of energy and scolded Fang Qiu. It seems that only in this field can he find his dignity.

That pot of duck also made Huang Weimin eat a lot. Lu Qingliang and He Wei were not thinking about it at all, and they didn't even eat a piece.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost heightened, He Wei stood up, picked up the peculiar wooden carving next to the pig house, and returned to the table.

"Uncle Huang, is this a statue of God?"

Huang Weimin took a look: "Oh, this is the mountain god statue. In the old days, we all believed in this. Now there are fewer people who believe in it."

Mountain statue?

He Wei's heart skipped a beat.

When she first seized that strange statue, she had made many assumptions, such as some kind of totem, a cult idol, etc. But she never imagined that this was actually a primitive idol of worship.

In the human world, primitive worship appeared earlier than systematic religion. Mountain gods, river gods, sea gods, lake gods, sky gods, sun gods, moon gods, etc. all belong to the category of primitive worship.

In ancient times, primitive humans in the ignorant era, after seeing the power and mystery of mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, sky, sun and moon, naturally worshiped them as gods.

It was only later that systematic religions emerged, and the primitive worship of these primitive times gradually died out, with fewer and fewer believers. Most of those that have not disappeared have been incorporated into the religious system. For example, in the Taoist concept of "Heaven", wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the gods of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas have become a kind of position. With a formal "organization", it is a religion. The system absorbs expressions of primitive worship.

From the perspective of modern people, this kind of primitive worship of "mountain gods" and "river gods" is undoubtedly relatively "low-end". Especially if the mountain god worshiped by a remote mountain village is not a famous mountain or river, it is even more high-end.

Could it be that the world government and the Planetary Security Agency have spent so many resources and mobilized so many manpower, but they have still been unable to confirm their traces. They are suspected of possessing technology beyond human levels and are suspected of being related to some "supernatural forces" Organization X, in the end, is an organization that believes in such a low-end "mountain god"?

He Wei organized her words and continued to ask: "Why does this mountain god have this image? Is there any explanation?"

After all, the image of this mountain god is too "deviant".

When collecting information some time ago, He Wei saw many different images of mountain gods from various places. These images usually appear in the form of majesty, solemnity, ferocity, kindness, kindness, etc.

The purpose of the statue is to make believers feel emotions such as fear, closeness, and attachment, which is in line with the laws of religious development.

Make believers afraid, and believers will surrender. Only when believers are close to you can they rely on you and become pious.

An idol that makes believers feel disgusted and disgusted is an unqualified idol. The worship generated from this core will not last long.

However, the image of this god statue makes people feel weird.

It's the kind of weird thing that's like a ghost, as if the human body has been distorted. Just one look makes you want to stay away.

Huang Weimin said: "This is not clear. But I have also verified that in ancient times, the local mountain god did not have this image. Just wait a moment, I will look for it."

Huang Weimin stood up, rummaged in the room for a while, and took out a piece of paper: "I copied this from an ancient book. Take a look."

It was a statue with three heads and six arms. It looked very strong and powerful at first glance.

This is the normal image of a god.

Lu Qingliang asked: "When did the image of the mountain god change to what it is now? Do you know the reason for the change?"

"It's hard to determine the specific time. I checked the information and researched this matter specifically, and I can only confirm that it was probably during the period from Emperor Zhengde to Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty."

At this moment, Lu Qingliang and He Wei's hearts were shaken at the same time.

Prior to this, during the gene tracing operation, the first generation ancestor who had mutated the Hag.1 gene was determined to have lived between the Zhengtong Emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the Jiajing Emperor.

Now, in the villages of Huangcun and Nanji Village, the image of the mountain god changed during the period from Emperor Zhengde to Emperor Wanli.

This time period is exactly after the former time period, and the two time periods are almost immediately adjacent to each other.

Somehow, something seemed to be pieced together at this moment.

Could this be a coincidence?

At least, Lu Qingliang and He Wei absolutely did not believe that this could be a coincidence.

"As for the reason for the change, I'm not sure. It may be related to some group hysteria, or rumors and legends."

The most famous mass rumor incident in modern times is the "soul calling" incident that occurred in the Qing Dynasty. Because there were rumors that some people used evil magic to cast curses by cutting people's braids, which eventually triggered a nationwide panic. The "Demon Exorcism Operation" lasted for several months, and an unknown number of people were killed. It even left a mark in history. Made a deal.

"Then, what rumors happened here at that time?"

"This is a long story."

Huang Weimin's face was already glowing red when he drank. When I saw these two young foreigners not even bothering to take a bite of the duck, they were concentrating and listening carefully, I became even more interested.

It has been a long time since I had the opportunity to talk about my research findings so openly.

"This matter begins with a poor boy..."