Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 424: Afraid of the Owl's Laugh, Human Blood as Medicine

When Old Man Qin looked at us.

Han Bin lowered his head in panic.

He nervously grasped the corner of his clothes with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

It's like being caught talking bad about someone behind their back.

Uncle Zheng quickly stood up with his bag and kicked my ankle lightly.

"Get up and go."

"Keep your eyes open when walking at night."

"Don't step on things you shouldn't step on, and don't say anything that's taboo."

Walking at night is also a science.

For example, people with weak horoscopes are not suitable for walking at night, let alone entering the mountains at night.

Don't talk about ghosts when walking at night, and don't point at the graves you pass by.

When walking at night, you should not randomly take pictures of the heads and shoulders of people walking with you.

Because the head and shoulders are the three fires of the human body.

If the yang energy of a person traveling with you is not strong and is scattered by the fire, it is easy for him to be possessed by dirty things.

The last and most important one.

That's what the old saying means, "I'm not afraid of the owl's cry, I'm afraid of the owl's smile."

The owl was called xiao in ancient times.

The legendary terrifying night owl refers to the owl.

"Taiping Guangji" records that if an owl cries near a house, it is a sign of death.

It means that if an owl runs to someone's house and hoots, someone in that family is likely to die.

The saying "I'm not afraid of the owl's cry, but I'm afraid of the owl's smile" also comes from this.

Why can owls predict people’s death?

I actually studied it later.

According to scientific explanation, when a person is about to die, his organ functions will fail first.

When organs fail, the decomposition of electrolytes in the body accelerates, that is, the aging rate in metabolism will accelerate, but new substances cannot be produced due to organ failure.

At this time, the body's metabolism is unbalanced and the body will emit a special and very slight rotten smell.

Owls have a keen sense of smell and are scavengers.

Therefore, they are extremely sensitive to this kind of rotten smell.

Once it smells this scent, it thinks there is carrion nearby and will search around for it.

When it can't find it, it will make a sharp and piercing sound like laughter in a hurry.

Therefore, the appearance of an owl's laughter often indicates that someone will die nearby.

Let’s get back to the present.

Uncle Zheng seemed to be giving me some advice when he said those words.

In fact, he was covering for Han Bin.

Han Bin stood up with his head down and his lips pursed, then bent down and picked up the bag under him.

This avoided the sharp gaze of Old Man Qin.

Old man Qin raised his brows slightly, withdrew his gaze and turned to the head of the statue.

He put his hands together and bowed to the head of the statue.

He muttered some words of blessing for good luck.

After paying his respects, Old Man Qin walked out without even looking back.

We dawdled again.

After everyone in the temple had left, Huang Ziran made a gesture with his right hand.

After seeing the gesture, Uncle Zheng took two quick steps forward.

Leading the way and keeping watch at the front.

I walked at the back and pressed forward.

Huang Ziran walked in the middle with his arm around Han Bin.

"You made up the whole thing about drinking human blood, didn't you?"

When I heard this question, I immediately pricked up my ears.

To be honest, the tradition of eating blood has a long history.

Chicken blood, duck blood, pig blood, sheep blood, cow blood, deer blood, etc. are all delicacies on the table.

Some people drink snake blood, deer heart blood, etc. in pursuit of nourishing effects.

Speaking of it, most people can accept eating and drinking animal blood.

Drinking the blood of one's own kind...few people can accept it.

You may even feel nauseous and scared.

But in the past, human blood could be used as medicine.

For example, the blood-stained steamed buns that were once snatched away.

The "Fifty-two Prescriptions for Diseases" unearthed from Mawangdui records the use of women's menstrual blood as medicine.

Taoists also use menstrual blood to make elixirs.

Han Bin immediately shook his head like a rattle.

He said with great certainty, "How could I possibly make up such nonsense!"

“I saw it with my own eyes!”

“It’s so true!”

"If I tell you a lie, I'll be struck by lightning!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand to swear.

Huang Ziran smiled and pressed his right hand down: "I believe it."

"After all, this is a serious matter, so I'm asking this question."

Han Bin sighed with some regret: "Alas, I should have kept this to myself."

"No, I shouldn't have come."

"You can't make money by going out with them, and you're always worried."

"I'll just go back..."

He broke free from Huang Ziran's hand, picked up his bag and prepared to leave.

Huang Ziran hurriedly grabbed his arm.

"do not!"

"With the three of us here, I guarantee you'll make money!"

"Besides, how are you going to face your pregnant wife if you go back empty-handed?"

"You can't just hang your head in your pants and say you're a loser who can't make money, right?"

The word "coward" seemed to touch Han Bin's heart.

His eyes suddenly turned red.

There was a faint glimmer of tears in his eyes.

A man.

Who doesn’t want to be a man of integrity?

Han Bin turned his head sideways with his back to us and wiped away his tears with his sleeves.

Huang Ziran patted him on the back gently: "Tell me what happened to Old Man Qin drinking human blood."

“The more detailed, the better.”

Han Bin glanced at Old Man Qin who was twenty meters away.

He quickly lowered his head and said, "It's not nice to talk about people behind their backs."

"Just pretend I never said anything about this."

When he said this, it made me even more curious.

I couldn't help but say, "This isn't about talking bad about people behind their backs."

"It's a matter of whether we can make money."

"You don't want to go home empty-handed again, do you?"

"Old Man Qin is the leader of our group and the one who speaks the most useful words."

"If we can really catch him through this, making money will be much easier!"

Han Bin's expression became complicated.

There is three parts fear, three parts grievance, and four parts unwillingness.

The one who was afraid was Old Man Qin.

What makes me feel wronged is that I am bullied and cannot make money.

I'm unwilling to make any money.

His expression changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Can you really guarantee that I will make money?"

Huang Ziran took out Zhang Da Tuanjie without saying a word and stuffed it into Han Bin's right palm.

"Empty promises are hard to convince you."

"Take this great unity."

"It's an advance payment for your performance fee."

Han Bin first stared at the big unity in his hand with wide eyes.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

He trembled and said, "Really, is it really for me?"

It seemed like he was asking Huang Ziran, but also like he was talking to himself.

Then he clenched his hands suddenly and quickly put them in his pockets.

His hands moved restlessly in his pockets.

As if he felt that his pocket was not safe enough, he put the money into his inner pocket.

"Haha." Huang Ziran smiled and said, "Don't be nervous."

"It's just small change."

"You can earn more later."

"Yeah, yeah." Han Bin nodded with a silly smile.

Those days.

The whole family of villagers works hard all year to earn work points, but at the end of the year they can only save a dozen or twenty yuan.

Han Bin hadn't done anything yet, but he had already won the great victory.

It's like being hit on the head by a pie.

"Thank you, Brother Huang."

"I, I will follow you wholeheartedly from now on."

"Let's talk business." Huang Ziran reminded.

Han Bin immediately began to recount the story: "That day, the village chief of a village to the west had his daughter die, and he hired performers to perform at the funeral."

"Old Man Qin took us there."

"The performance lasted from day to evening, and the coffin was opened and buried after dark."

"During the burial, the host family arranged for us to have a meal, and it was already dark by the time we finished eating."

"There was no place for us to stay in the village, so Old Man Qin took us out to camp outdoors."

"A place to camp."

"It's exactly the cemetery where the female corpse was buried!"