Book 3: Chapter 79: Vast as the Open Sea

Book 3: Chapter 79: Vast as the Open Sea

There was no simple way for us to understand the cultural system formed by the combination of Bonism and many foreign religions. It was difficult to standardize it for every region, every period, and every key religious figure, especially the primitive Bon religion which had a history of nearly eight thousand years.New novel chapters are published on

This was the ultimate collision of primitive beliefs and culture, which created a cultural system so vast that it couldnt even be verified.

I took out my cell phoneit was almost dead, but I could charge it using the electricity generated by shaking the z-shaped handle of my flashlightand then took a picture of the relief sculpture.

I was especially grateful to this relief sculpture for enabling me to finally feel relieved. The fact that it was here meant that neither the designer nor the tomb owner wanted to hide anything. Indeed, we had come to a place that couldnt be explored deeply at all.

After bypassing the spirit screen, we continued moving forward. There were ceramic figurines on both sides of the tunnel and various small niches full of human bones began to appear on the walls. But the most amazing thing was that there were clothes fragments on these things, which all had ancient Mongolian writing on them.

If you looked closely, you could see that many of these corpses were unusual and came from various ethnic groups. There was a large number of them, but I could tell at a glance that many of them were zombies that had decayed into bones. Some were simply zombies that had been stuck in a niche when they were in a half-transformed state while others werent even human. These last ones only looked like humans, but I didnt know what they were.

"What are these things? Are they the scraps from the food that was used as material for sacrifices?" Fatty asked. "Is this an ancient supermarket where you can get fresh human meat?"

I shook my head and pointed my flashlight forward, but I couldn't see the end of the tunnel at all. There seemed to be tens of thousands of corpses here, each one covered in those scraps of cloth with the writing on it. I couldnt help but take a deep breath. This kind of setup was obviously very similar to a museum. Not only did each of the ceramic figurines and bones in the wall have a name and history, but they were even arranged according to their size and rank.

Primitive religion was closer to the essence of religion, but that was the essence at the beginning of the Stone Age. I couldnt guess what people were thinking at that time, so I didnt know what would happen in the future.

But that Qilin

I glanced at Poker-Face, who had stopped in front of us. There was a big ceramic figurine blocking the middle of the tunnel. At first glance, it looked like it had King Yamas face, but when we walked over, we saw that it was actually covered in human skin and had a Qilin tattooed on it.

This companion god was clearly no ordinary companion god considering how it was bigger and placed in the middle of the tunnel like this. It looked more like an official with King Yamas identity.

There was no doubt. This was the skin from a Zhang family member.

Even in this system, the Zhang family were still a rare breed set apart from the others.

Poker-Face went up behind the ceramic figurine, where I saw a black knife hanging on its back. He took the black knife, pulled it out of its sheath, and examined it. It turned out to be a black Tibetan knife. He discarded his broken knife and stuck the Tibetan knife on the belt at his lower back.

It was obvious to see that he had finally found some peace of mind.

At this time, he touched the human skin on the ceramic figurine. I didn't know if he had done something to it or if it had just oxidized, but I saw that Qilin tattoo begin to fade from the skin.