Paranormal incident investigation notes

The function of the Hag.1 gene is to make gene carriers have thicker hair, all other conditions being equal.

The only survivor of this incident, Lu Ming, had thicker hair.

The poor boy confessed that the mountain god only eats people with thick hair.

These two clues were quietly connected again.

Lu Qingliang and He Wei's expressions became more solemn.

At this moment, the two of them were extremely certain that there must be a relationship between Organization X and this mountain god.

"Come, come, drink, drink."

Huang Weimin spoke happily, and it felt like he had met a close friend.

You must know that in the past, even children did not bother to pay attention to the things he studied and became obsessed with. How can I be like now, offering myself good wine and meat, and still listening so seriously?

Seeing Huang Weimin raising his glass, Lu Qingliang quickly picked up the glass, drank the wine in one gulp, and then stuck out his tongue from the spicy taste.

But even so, he didn't shirk at all, but showed that he would stay with him until the end. This made Huang Weimin even more satisfied.

After clearing his throat, Huang Weimin continued to talk.

“I heard from this kid that the mountain god only eats people with a lot of hair, and the villagers, especially those with a lot of hair, felt a little scared.

The villagers asked where the mountain god was, and the boy first said that the mountain god only appeared based on fate. The villagers refused to comply and continued to fight. The boy couldn't stand it anymore and had no choice but to agree to take the villagers and government servants into the mountains to find the mountain god.

Later, the county government invited monks and Taoist priests to escort this poor boy, along with villagers and government servants, into the mountain in a large force to get rid of the man-eating mountain god.

The boy led the people into the mountain, and they still haven't arrived after walking for more than a day. Then the fog came up and everyone was lost. Some people said that the mountain god was angry. The Taoist priests and monks also said that they were not good enough and could not subdue the demon, so they wanted to go back and ask the master to come.

People were panicking, so they returned to the village when the fog cleared, and no one mentioned the matter of getting rid of the demon again.

If the demon cannot be eliminated, humans must deal with it. According to the opinions of the suffering masters, this boy was drowned in the pond. His house was also demolished, the land was occupied by the slave masters, his wife was beaten to death by the slave masters, and his good children went crazy. Not to mention taking the imperial examination, he died within a few years.

This family is so dead. well. "

Huang Weimin took a sip of wine and sighed twice.

On the surface, this seems to be just a story about a poor boy who encountered mountain ghosts and relied on despicable means to win glory and wealth, but in the end gave everything back, causing his family to lose their lives and their family was destroyed.

Given the social background of the time, this story may also be in line with the universal ideas of good and evil being rewarded, and reincarnation. It may also be a subtle warning to the people at the bottom not to rely on illegal means to achieve class advancement, but to live in poverty and be honest. It really means being obedient to the people.

This kind of story was very popular for people at that time. No wonder both Blue Lake layman and Mr. Fengting recorded it in their works.

But for Lu Qingliang and He Wei, this story is more than just a story.

"Later, guess what did you two think?"

Lu Qingliang was startled for a moment, then said after careful consideration: "That poor boy is also dead, and his family is ruined. Should... the world be at peace, right?"

"Wrong, wrong." Huang Weimin shook his head repeatedly, took another sip of wine, and then said: "It's completely the opposite. The fact is that in the next few years, ten years, or even decades, in this area, the missing hair There are more and more people living in poverty. There are even blatant kidnappings on the streets."

Lu Qingliang was startled again, and then felt a chill coming from his heart.

The poor boy died, his family was ruined. When he was mentioned, everyone reviled him.

But... who doesn't envy him?

Who doesn't want to be rich?

The rich want to be richer. The powerful want to be more powerful. The old want to be young, the sick want to be cured. Those who have no children want to have children, and those who have stupid children want their children to be smart.

Desire, endless.

However, now there is such a god. All he needs to do is tie up a person with thick hair and feed it to him - or multiple people. After all, in the story of the poor boy, he tied up three people to get a reward from the mountain god. Examples, but no matter how many people there are, there is always a tangible and visible way to realize their wishes.

In this case, someone is bound to take the risk. Moreover, the quantity will never be small.

"During this period, everyone is in danger, especially people with thick hair." Huang Weimin sighed: "Another book "Heshan Essays" records that during that period, almost everyone with thick hair had to shave it off. Bald head. The government and the county also issued a strict crackdown, but then it was revealed that the county magistrate at the time actually instructed his cronies to kidnap people and go to the mountains to find the mountain gods.

You two, when you came to our place, did you notice that many of the children here have their heads shaved? "

Lu Qingliang was startled.

He really didn't notice this. But now that I think about it, including the children on the road and the few children I saw playing out before, they all had bald heads.

No matter male or female.

"This custom was formed at that time and has been passed down to this day. Local elders say that shaving children's heads is good luck and will ward off evil spirits, but no one can explain why."

At this moment, Lu Qing felt in his conscience that the story had come into reality.

Indeed, only people like Huang Weimin, who focus on local folk customs and historical research, can figure out what is going on.

"At that time, people with thick hair tied up and going into the mountains to find the mountain gods to fulfill their wishes lasted for decades, and then slowly disappeared. According to my research, this may be because later people discovered that this was not the case. Because of the spirit, gradually no one believed it.

Maybe the poor boy was beaten into a trap at the beginning. This kind of thing happened a lot in ancient times. For example, when the harvest was not good in any year, they would say that a monster was born in a certain house, which disturbed the feng shui, and then launched a large-scale investigation, and there were many cases of drowning children.

Maybe after the child was drowned, the local literati would record how the mother treated her under severe torture, how strange the experience was, and how she eventually became pregnant with a demon fetus. The fact is that a poor mother and a poor child were forced to death. well. "

Huang Weimin sighed again.

"The practice of kidnapping people to feed the mountain gods gradually disappeared, but this custom has slowly been passed down. The locals have become accustomed to making offerings to this mountain god who has the reputation of 'fulfilling wishes'. However, the tributes have changed from humans to livestock. , food and the like.

Historical data says that under forced confession, the poor boy said that the mountain god looked like a big head, a small body, thick hair, etc. So the image of the mountain god also changed at this stage, from its original appearance to what it is now. Like this. "

Huang Weimin's story is over. Lu Qingliang and He Wei looked at each other, both of them feeling as if they were separated from the world, as if they had finally returned from history to reality.

At this moment, Lu Qing had many things on his mind.

What the mountain god said is illusory and cannot be verified. Whether the poor boy got rich through hard work or not, the other villagers used the excuse of "worshiping the mountain god" to openly carry out a group robbery. In the end, he was beaten into the crime and was submerged in the dust of history, unable to find out the truth.

Perhaps, as Huang Weimin said, this incident is just a mass rumor similar to the "soul calling" incident in the Qing Dynasty?

Lu Qingliang couldn't be sure. But the only thing that is certain is that this story has too many similarities and vague connections with Organization X. This is undeniable.

——Perhaps, the reason why the matter of "kidnapping people and offering sacrifices to the mountain gods" eventually disappeared was not that the mountain gods were no longer effective, but...

Not everyone with thick hair has the Hag.1 gene?

"Uncle Huang, can you lend us your collection of "Blue Lake Notes", "Fengting Record", "Heshan Essays" and other ancient books about that era for a period of time? We can give you a deposit and rent."

Huang Weimin just told a story about that era. In that era, there may be more things happening. And these things are hidden in those ancient books that may be unique and only available here in Huang Weimin.

Huang Weimin was obviously hesitant, but finally agreed.

This matter was finalized, today's harvest was huge enough, and there was no need to rush to do further analysis now, so the atmosphere at the dinner table became relaxed.

In fact, to be fair, if Lu Qingliang and He Wei can evaluate him, Huang Weimin is actually quite interesting. He was very knowledgeable - of course, limited to local historical knowledge. His language was humorous, and he had all kinds of interesting folk customs, historical stories, etc. at his fingertips. Lu Qingliang and He Wei couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

During the conversation, He Wei finally couldn't help but ask the question he had been hesitating for a long time.

"Uncle Huang, between you and Aunt Guilan, you..."

She had witnessed Huang Weimin's cowardice and Guilan's shrewdness with her own eyes. I couldn't help but feel a little unworthy of serving the people.

Huang Weimin was a little embarrassed at first, as if he had been hit at a painful point, but then he felt relieved.

"Don't blame Guilan, blame me."

He shook his head sadly.

"I have been living in such a muddle my whole life. I can do nothing but read. No matter how many books I read and how many historical allusions I know, I still can't earn a dime. I am a useless person. I can support my family and support myself. My child, Guilan does everything. She is the one who supports this family.

No matter how bad-tempered she is, she still doesn't miss my food and clothing. My children also have what other children have. She scolded me again and said many times that she would burn all my books, but in the end she did not burn them. She even set aside a house specifically for me to store my books. What else could I be dissatisfied with? "

Lu Qingliang and He Wei were both silent.

"Don't talk about that. By the way, I see that you are quite interested in this mountain god. There is also a mountain temple on the back mountain. The incense is also good. How about I take you to see it this afternoon?"