The ancient city of Chong'an is winding, and there seems to be a hidden vein from north to south, starting from Sheji Altar and Guanghua Temple in the north, to Shanchuan Altar and Xilin Temple in the south. There is a stream of water gradually disappearing in the rows of streets and alleys, facing each other tit for tat.
, not giving in an inch.
It seems that from the day this ancient city was built, folk temples have been in trouble with the official Zhengshuo, constantly competing for the special power to communicate with heaven and earth. The two have become entangled with each other and become entangled, and it is difficult to separate.
At this time, the night was falling, and a team composed of soap robes and blue boots were walking around the river from the north. Along the bright road of building flags and burning sandalwood outside the houses on both sides, every step of the team felt strangely gentle.
, beyond the floating dust.
In this atmosphere, Tian Qingwen could only follow Xiao Shitou uneasily. When she passed the Sheji Altar, she looked at where Zhao Erguan's house was and at the same time looked around at Hong Wending's figure, constantly feeling guilty for her betrayal as a person with ulterior motives.
Be nervous.
And the source of her nervousness lies in the fact that these people, old and young, who have their heads covered, are all caught up in some kind of religious fanaticism at this moment. The fire made of burning thorns illuminates the way forward, the thick fog made of sandalwood obscures the vision, and countless firewood
Incense candles were lit on the sticks, and the wax flames were held high by the crowd, turning into flames reaching into the sky during the sacred and secret chants, attracting attention.
Tian Qingwen was vaguely aware that at this moment, she was facing the "change" that Hong Wending said, but she could not live among the crowd as calmly as Xiao Shitou, let alone find a way to break out of the encirclement and bring the news to Wuyi Mountain
Go in.
"The Patriarch is merciful, the Patriarch rescues..."
"The Patriarch is merciful, the Patriarch rescues..."
"The Patriarch is merciful, the Patriarch rescues..."
Under the leadership of Master Qiu Jiuzhang, the men, women, old and young believers recited the Purifying Heart Mantra, praying for the divine power to come to them. As a result, they walked more firmly through the streets and alleys, shaking the flags and flags along the street.
The wine racks, window lattice and door lintels, the bracketed arches and carved beams of the ancient city tremble, and the ditches and swamps.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the central axis of the ancient city of Chong'an, the entire county was as quiet as if they were asleep, without making a single extra sound. Senior Brother Qiu Jiuzhang slowly raised his hand to stop the team from moving forward, with a serious look on his face.
Looking towards the edge of the night——
It was an ancient government office that was dilapidated and ruined, almost ruins. It had an aura of decay, decay, and desolation. It was accompanied by the hoarse and unpleasant chirping of insects and birds. From time to time, a bit of chill poured out from the air, and then the order was ordered.
People hovered uneasily over the ancient city, staring at them through the flowing water.
There seemed to be the sound of wild foxes piercing the ground and prying up the stone slabs, but no one cared about it at the moment, and no one cared that at the same time, there were many tailor-made exquisite mikoshi, quietly coming from the end of the procession.
mingled among the believers.
The figure of Second Senior Brother Chen Henggui quietly appeared at the front of the team. The firewood and candlelight shone from all directions. Therefore, among the low hanging curtains and locked cardinals, one could vaguely see the appearance of people sitting upright like mountains, with their eyes lowered as if they were extremely depressed.
Sleepy, and as if thinking carefully about all the evils in the world.
"The Patriarch is merciful, the Patriarch saves us!"
Master Brother Qiu Jiuzhang recited the mantra again, but this time in addition to praying for visions, his words also added a bit of faith. It seemed that no matter whether he was facing a landslide or a tsunami, he could still recite "Only before the heaven and the earth."
, after all, this is the reason first." He resolutely walked at the front of the crowd.
Seeing that the team suddenly stopped, Tian Qingwen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Xiao Shishi's clothes who was walking forward stupidly, but he only suddenly tore off a piece of soap-colored cloth, which could not stop Xiao Shi's pace at all.
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The small stone-shaped figure reaching to the waist emerged from the crowd and unexpectedly walked to the front of the crowd——
This was unexpected by everyone, but the moment Xiao Shitou stood still and turned around, everyone saw that Xiao Shitou's original childlike and innocent appearance suddenly became more heroic.
Tian Qingwen felt disappointed and suddenly realized something.
This kind of temperament is difficult to describe. Qiu Jiuzhang could only understand it as Mencius said, "Even if there are thousands of people, I will go there." However, it is somewhat surprising to see it in such a child. Then he naturally speculated that it was the child's imitation habit and decided that
There must be a close adult like this around Little Shitou, so that he can learn so vividly.
"Shi Zhongyu, what are you doing standing in front?"
Ignoring Qiu Jiuzhang's question, Xiao Shitou's already short figure became even shorter because he had his left leg slightly bent and his right arm bent inward.
"That's it, don't go any further."
As if echoing Xiao Shitou's words, billowing smoke suddenly appeared in the abandoned government office separated by a water, pouring down like a waterfall, and then a flickering fire exploded from it, turning into an even bigger candle.
It lit up the sky far more than the sticks and candles held by the people in soap robes and blue boots.
In the dark night, someone could faintly see a figure hiding on the roof of the old building in the government office. The older people muttered that the building seemed to be called "Qingxian Building" in the early years, but it was just that
Trapped in ghosts and monsters, no one has set foot there for many years.
So the theory of ghosts and ghosts appeared on the paper.
"...Is that a ghost?"
"No, more like a human..."
"That place...is often haunted!"
Second Senior Brother Chen Henggui, who kills pigs as a profession, obviously does not believe these lies and deceives the public, and shouted angrily.
"Nonsense, nothing like a human being! That's what a human being is!"
Then he strode towards the little stone, and with a furious palm, he wanted to sweep away the obstructing stone in front of him, but the little stone's body shook, like green pines and cypresses, dragons and tigers, making people suddenly feel like this
Not a pebble on the roadside, but a rock hidden deep beneath the soil.
There was a thud of thunder, and the unrepressed water splashed onto the shore, giving a chill to those who could not dodge. The mighty man who was holding his head was easily overturned by a small stone, and was thrown into the cold water, and kept thrashing in an attempt to get ashore.
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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As if an illusion emerged, Xiao Shitou still had a strange posture with his left leg slightly bent and his right arm bent inward. At this moment, no one dared to underestimate his ability.
Senior Brother Qiu Jiuzhang had a helpless expression on his round face and said coldly.
"Shi Zhongyu, you are an outsider. I believed you originally, but now it seems that you really don't understand this Chong'an County -"
"Do you know how virtuous and talented Qiu is as a guardian of the medicine furnace, yet he can be the master of this Jingji sect?"
Xiao Shitou said expressionlessly: "Then do you understand?"
Qiu Jiuzhang sneered and said: "Understood! The canal around you now was the work of Qiu's ancestor, so he naturally knows it better than you."
Qiu Jiuzhang said that according to the "Qiu Family Genealogy" of Chong'an in his family, in the early Song Dynasty, the county magistrate Zhao Pin suffered from drought and was thirsty for talents. He searched for talents everywhere and found a wise man named Qiu Chun in Likou of Lan Valley who was familiar with the geography of Kanyu. , known as the "Qiu Immortal", visited the thatched cottage three times on how to solve the problem of dry fields and fires.
Qiu Chun felt this and led Zhao Pin to the top of the Suanni Rock in the West Mountain to point out the situation. He made it clear that the ancient tomb of Hanba had been destroyed and was hiding in a ghost camp somewhere outside the city. If he wanted to break it, he must lead Xi Zhi. The river flows through the central city for ten miles to the south, and the tombs must be demolished and allowed to flow across the city. This is the "water to control fire" strategy of diverting the stream through the city.
In the end, Zhao Pin, the magistrate of Chong'an County, was happy to do it, and he tried his best to overcome all opinions. Finally, according to the "Chong'an Chronicle", "When the public arrived, the location was suitable, and the canal was drawn to the west, running through the central city and ten miles to the south; If the tombs are destroyed, more than ten thousand acres will become fertile areas."
Facing the little stone that refused to give in, Qiu Jiuzhang seemed to have finished saying everything he wanted to say, and his last sentence was filled with a sigh.
"I know a lot more. But since you are so stubborn, that's all."
He also turned around to look for Tian Qingwen, but found that she had already disappeared. After twitching his cheeks slightly, he raised his hand and waved out. Then he heard bursts of strange noises in the shrine, like exploding beans and bamboos.
Xiao Shitou looked at it intently, and saw that the firewood and candles around him were moving without wind, and the stench also flowed quietly. It seemed that the god in the sedan was waking up from the steady state of sitting upright, slowly reviving his stiff limbs. , smelling the long-lost wonderful breath of the world, slowly climbed out of the narrow confinement...
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Across the water, on top of the dangerous building of the abandoned government office, a raging fire was already burning, but this time Hong Wending returned with something to ignite the fire. He obviously had more and more in-depth plans.
The oil overturned, the fire broke out, everything happened so naturally, but it was obviously a tragic scene that was burned to the ground, but the female ghost who sang the sad song never showed up——
Even though the kerosene had splashed along the wooden board and burned onto the thin coffin board, Hong Wending could only see the cobweb dust swept up by the foehn wind, turning into streaks of crystal clear flames, like streaks of dried tears, finally Lost the meaning of existence in the world.
Under the tongue of fire, the thin wooden coffin was about to bottom out soon, but Hong Wending took the initiative to turn away his eyes, not to disturb the deceased who had not been able to rest in peace for many years, at least leaving her with the dignity of the last moment before her death.
Jiang Wen once told him that the older Jianghu gets, the less courageous he becomes, because there are always some chances and coincidences in the world that, when you think about it afterwards, seem to be played by ghosts and gods. As time goes by, you will naturally be afraid of this and that, but in the end, they are all virtuous and talented. Neither of them can support their knowledge and experience.
The best way at this time is not to look or think - "If you still don't see anything, respect the ghosts and gods and stay away."
Ghosts and gods are destined to be in the heart, Hong Wending deeply believes that.
For example, today, since the county magistrate wants to see a conflict between the rebels and the government, Hong Wending simply creates a new conflict that no one can stay out of. Only by completely disrupting the plans of both parties can he, a foreigner, have a slight chance of winning.
Hong Wending stood on the dangerous building and once again looked at the shadowy Chong'an County. On the central axis of the county, on the other side divided by the water veins, there were many government servants hiding in full armor.
Standing in the corner of the street, he kept observing the movements of the Jingji Cult across the street. His sword was already unsheathed, but he kept restraining his instinctive wildness with an extremely humble attitude.
But now, no matter what their original plan was, it had been disrupted by the fire in the abandoned government office, and they began to become extremely confused.
Previously, the county magistrate Guan Shengjun ordered them to guard half of the city with a false appearance but a real inside. If anyone crosses the border, they will be captured without fail. He also made it clear that there will be a great success after tonight. No matter where they were before or where their hearts were, as long as they press the button
What he said and done is to delay time. From now on, not only is the past a thing of the past, but he will also be rich and prosperous.
But this hasty fire has added all kinds of variables and confusion to their future. If the fire in the city is allowed to affect the fish, even the county magistrate will not be able to withstand the guilt, so their steps begin to waver.
Finally, while looking at each other, they unanimously let go of the hand holding the knife and staggered towards Gu Zhuzhaoye's direction...
On the dangerous building at night illuminated by a lonely candle, Hong Wending smiled slightly. He jumped straight down from the dangerous building and fell into a cold pool full of duckweeds. The green duckweeds opened and closed instantly, leaving not even a trace.
Every life and death test is a valuable experience. A lucky escape that night told Hong Wending that there was a secret waterway to the outside world in the abandoned government office. After his analysis and research, this road was located in the courtyard of the government office.
The pond is not amazing in appearance, but no one knows who built this secret passage and why it is connected to the ancient canal of Chong'an County.
Hong Wending disappeared into the abandoned government office, and soon reappeared in the depths of a dark and lightless water area, surrounded by lotus leaves and reed roots, and many Chong'an mustache toads could be seen swimming leisurely.
It wandered around everywhere, even passing between Hong Wending's cheeks and neck. The purple-red flesh and black cone-horned thorns brought a cold and slippery weird touch, which made people feel creepy.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At the top of the water gate building, two battalion flood officers and soldiers were looking nervously into the distance, their foreheads covered with cold sweat, unaware of the floating water waves not far away.
, obviously not the same as the mustache toad's cut-out appearance.
After two muffled sounds, Hong Wending was already wearing the unfitting camp uniform, standing alone on the water gate, relying on the precious time gained from the chaos, waiting for the change mentioned by the county magistrate Guan Shengjun.
That is to say, when all the manpower in the city is transferred to defend against the Jingji Sect, there will be a shortage of manpower for the garrison; or the current situation of Watergate garrison is better than nothing, which is what Guan Shengjun wants to see.
Not long after, just as Hong Wending had expected, on the dark water, one ship after another with ironing and inspection was approaching in the fog. At first, you could see green paint and red hooks on the water, but there was only the sound of oars on the ship.
, completely wrapped tightly by the awning and the human voice was silent, and no trace of the interior details could be seen from the outside.
"...Is this the troop transport ship that the county magistrate said was passing by for a defense change?"
Hong Wending did not ask any questions because he did not understand either the code words or the passwords. He quietly watched thirty or forty boats lined up on the Chongyang River, stationed on the dark river surface, and still did not make a single noise.
My ears were filled with the ups and downs of the crowing of frogs.
The opponent was advancing but not advancing, retreating but not retreating, as if they were waiting for some signal. Hong Wending thought to himself. He looked up at the night sky and felt that there were several big stars leaping in the east, forming an endless winding dragon's body. In the center was a dragon.
There was a raging fire, reflecting a hazy shape, as if the entire sky was sinking downwards, suddenly violently collapsing in a remote place that had not been recorded in the Twelve Points Field.
But the shaking of this collapse not only came from the sky, but also seemed to come from under the feet. The moment Hong Wending came to his senses, he instantly encountered the biggest and most dangerous disaster and danger in his life...