Chapter 65 Chapter Five Human Martyrdom

The fire fold in Xiao Longnv's hand only shows a size of more than ten zhang square.Everyone looked at the distance with this little light, and felt that the hundreds of figures seemed mysterious and unfathomable. Da Kui whispered: "Lian Xing, what do you think those are? Are they clay figurines?" Lian Xing's eyes flickered, looking at the hundreds of figures in the distance, he said slowly: "Maybe those are the people who died in this tomb." Jackson wondered: "Master, what is martyrdom?" Lian Xing looked at the hundreds of motionless figures in the distance, and said slowly: "The so-called human sacrifice is an ancient custom. Accompanying the dead to be buried in the tomb, this ritual of burying a living person is human sacrifice.”

Jackson froze, looked up at the hundreds of figures in the distance, and thought: "If these motionless figures were all buried here during their lifetime, it would be a great tragedy in the world." Lian Xing said in a deep voice: "The burial of living people has existed since ancient times, and it was very popular in the Yin and Zhou Dynasties. After they died, they sent everything they enjoyed during their lifetime, including beautiful wives and concubines, to the tomb. Mr. Mo Di said in "Mozi Festival Burial": "The emperor killed hundreds of people and dozens of widows; generals and officials killed dozens of people and several widows."There are all kinds of female music for horses and horses. ... This is the matter of the people who quit, and the wealth of the people is invincible. '"

Jackson touched his nose and said, "Master, what do you mean?" Lian Xing said in a deep voice: "The meaning of this sentence is that the king kills and dies, as many as a few hundred, as few as dozens; the generals and adults kill and die as many as dozens, as few as a few. There are kabuki and dancers." Speaking of this.Lian Xing paused for a moment, and said, "It's hard to describe how tragically these people died." After listening to Lian Xing's words, Jackson and Da Kui raised their heads to look at the motionless figures again. At this time, the fear in their hearts was much less.

Lian Xing looked down at the ground, only to see a line of blood on the ground meandering into the hall. Under the reflection of the fire, the line of bloodstains looked so shocking.