Changsheng: Peak at the Beginning

Chapter 1723 In the Deadly Game 10

The story of Ajie's drum sounds like a complete tragedy. Before Jiang Xinxin learned the inside story, she thought it was a story about a girl who violated some rules and was eventually made into a drum. After all, there was a custom in Tibet in the past of using the skin and bones of young girls' backs to make ritual instruments.

It turned out to be a story about two sisters who turned against each other for a man, the younger sister killed the older sister, and disguised herself as the older sister.

After entering the door, everyone was separated as usual. Ling Jiushi came especially late, accompanied by a pretty girl with big eyes and a round face. She looked a little restrained.

After introducing themselves, it turned out that all the people who came through the door were tourists in a tour group. After the beautiful tour guide saw that everyone was gathered, she asked everyone to rest first, and would take everyone to visit the surrounding attractions one by one starting from the next day.

Ruan Lanzhu reminded Jiang Xinxin that this time, there were not only people from Obsidian entering the door, but also people from other guilds.

Jiang Xinxin didn't care. Anyway, all the guilds, big and small, in the country were recorded by the Abnormal Investigation Department. What happened inside the guild might not have definite evidence to prove that some people had committed a crime, but it was obvious at a glance that their character had changed. These people had been highlighted.

At night, Ling Jiushi did not sleep well at first. He heard a sad female voice coming from outside the window, asking "Where are you?" He saw that everyone else was sleeping soundly, so he did not dare to make any movement and simply endured it and slept until dawn.

The next day, the tour guide called everyone together and took them to an exhibition hall, repeatedly instructing them: "You can only move around inside and around the exhibition hall. Also, you cannot look up. You must not look up."

After saying that, the tour guide left.

Everyone walked into the exhibition hall in groups of three or five, but there was a sound above their heads. Thinking that the tour guide's instructions were most likely taboos, everyone did not dare to look up. They could only try their best to ignore the slightly low but touching sound.

There is a huge mural in the exhibition hall, which depicts the story of the human skin drum. Jiang Xinxin's ability to interpret pictures is very average, and at this moment she couldn't help but call Wu Xie in her heart.

Seeing Jiang Xinxin's nonchalant expression, Ruan Lanzhu immediately realized that she didn't quite understand the content of the mural. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Miss Jiang, don't you understand the story in this mural?"

Ling Jiushi turned around, also looking surprised. Jiang Xinxin wasn't one to shy away from admitting it, smiling directly, "Yeah, even though I roughly know the story, looking at this mural, I still can't connect the two."

Ling Jiushi quickly tried to smooth things over: "Yes, sometimes the murals are just a little brighter in color, and the people in the paintings are dressed and look a little different, but the content of the murals is really not something that ordinary people can accurately interpret."

At this time, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred outside the exhibition hall, and everyone decided to go out to take a look. However, Xu Jin, a beautiful girl with big eyes and a round face, said that she was scared, so she waited for everyone to come back in the exhibition hall.

Jiang Xinxin paid more attention to Xu Jin. Although this guy looked and behaved similarly to Wang Xiaoyi, Jiang Xinxin had a hunch that something was wrong with her.

When everyone walked out of the exhibition hall, they saw an old lady with gray hair grinding a white powder with a slightly grayish tint using a stone mill.

Ruan Lanzhu asked the old lady about the story of Ajie Gu. The old lady smiled and said, "A sister and her elder sister went to a funeral. The younger sister fell in love with a young man who was attending the funeral. After returning home, the elder sister died. What kind of story is this?"

After that, the old lady recommended the medicine she had ground herself to everyone: "People with weak bodies can take this and recover immediately."

Hearing this, Jiang Xinxin glanced at Ling Jiushi, and even Obsidian's other friend looked directly at Ling Jiushi.

Ling Jiushi was completely speechless and immediately changed the subject. "Should we go up to the roof and take a look? The tour guide only said we weren't allowed to look up, not climb. Besides, the noises we made in the exhibition hall just now were really confusing. We still have some time, so it might be a good idea to take a look."

Needless to say, everyone had this idea already, so the four of them split into two groups. Ling Jiushi and Jiang Xinxin climbed onto the roof to check the situation, while Ruan Lanzhu and their guild companions waited in the middle of the shelf.

The roof of the exhibition hall was flat but covered with corpses. Ling Jiushi couldn't help but hold his breath. He needed some time to accept what he saw.

Jiang Xinxin explained, "I've researched the Ajie drum. It's a perverse old custom used in Tibetan religion. They choose suitable young girls, use the most delicate skin from their backs to make the drumheads, and use leg bones to make the drumsticks."

"The appearance of the bones scattered on this platform is similar to the sky burial method used in Tibet."

"In Tibet, land, water, and fuel are all very precious, so after death, most people choose to place their bodies on high platforms, leaving them to be eaten by eagles on the plateau. They believe that doing so will ensure the immortality of the soul."

"Even though sky burials may seem simple, in those days of ignorance, they were mostly reserved for prominent figures in Tibetan areas. It had nothing to do with serfs or even ordinary people."

Ling Jiushi, who was already feeling frightened, felt that this place was even more eerie after hearing what Jiang Xinxin said. He was afraid that the corpses on the ground would suddenly move.

Jiang Xinxin and Ling Jiushi were checking here. At some point, a woman in a red wedding dress but in tattered clothes suddenly appeared. Jiang Xinxin pulled Ling Jiushi behind her, stared at the woman in the red wedding dress, and slowly retreated towards the ladder.

The woman, still covered with a red veil, kept asking, "Where are you? Where is she? Why doesn't she come to see me?"

After finding the ladder, Jiang Xinxin pushed Ling Jiushi down directly: "You go first, otherwise it will be difficult for me to move."

Ling Jiushi gave up his refusal and quickly climbed down. Ruan Lanzhu, who was waiting, saw Ling Jiushi coming down alone and became worried about Jiang Xinxin. He turned around and saw his companion about to look up, so he quickly pushed the boy down and said, "Did you forget the tour guide's reminder?!"

On the rooftop, Jiang Xinxin directly asked the woman, "Who is she? Tell me who she is, so I can bring her here!"

The woman seemed unprepared for Jiang Xinxin's question, and her approaching movements paused. Jiang Xinxin took the opportunity to ask a few more questions: "Are you the sister in the story who was killed by her younger sister? Was it because her younger sister fell in love with the young man who came to the funeral?"

"Your sister also peeled off your skin and made it into a drum, and your leg bones were the drumsticks?"

"So your sister is still here, maybe even among us?!"

Jiang Xinxin's guess seemed to be correct. The woman turned around and left. At this time, Jiang Xinxin noticed that a nearby leg bone seemed to be wrong. It was made into the shape of a drumstick. She quickly picked it up and jumped down.