After leaving Fucheng, we walked for more than ten miles. This town is considered a prosperous town with its back to Fucheng. There are many pedestrians and vehicles on the street. People are coming and going. It is bustling. When the bullock carts pass by, you can hear the cries of sellers.<
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Just look out the window and you will find green moss and rocks among the teahouses and restaurants, which have a faint ancient charm.
Su Ziji sat on the bullock cart and looked at the street and the people coming and going. He felt a familiar sense of prosperity, as if he had returned to his previous life.
"The Great Zheng Dynasty?" Su Ziji's eyes turned: "Can a world with supernatural powers really be so harmonious?"
All forces will get their due position in the game of time.
If there are supernatural powers, where should they be?
At this moment, a small team passed through the street. The leader was armed with a knife and looked like a patrol officer in official uniform, and the people behind were holding iron rulers.
People on the street are very skilled at avoiding it.
"Huh?" The patrol inspector was a middle-aged man. When he turned his eyes, he saw the bullock cart not far away, but then he saw Qingshan, and his expression softened.
This is a student with a good reputation.
Su Ziji smiled, cupped his hands, and without saying much, he changed into a half-old green shirt, but under the robe, a short blade was tied to his leg. This became a daily routine after the Tongshan incident. p>
"Go to the Water Temple!" Su Ziji ordered the driver as he saw the inspection going by. The Water Temple was located at the end of the town, and he took an ox cart through the streets. Su Ziji was suddenly startled.
"Hey, someone seems to be peeping at me." The spiritual power of Panlong's mental technique made Su Ziji feel something. He glanced around calmly, but found nothing strange, and a trace of vigilance arose in his heart.
"Brother Su, you're here." The ox cart stopped in front of the water temple. When Su Ziji got off the car, he saw Ding Ruili waiting at the entrance.
"You go ahead and come find me in the afternoon." Su Ziji explained. Since he paid a deposit when hiring, and the hire was for one day, the coachman had no objection.
"Brother Ding, where are the others?" Although Su Ziji had some expectations, when he saw no one, his heart sank and he sighed secretly.
Ding Ruili didn't know what Su Ziji was feeling in his heart, and said: "They have already gone in. I stayed here to take you in, so that you won't be unable to find anyone."
"If there is something wrong inside, there are many people here who have seen it. Isn't Ding Ruili afraid of the government's investigation? Or is it because I'm too worried?"
Su Ziji followed along and entered the Water Temple. It can be seen that although there has been no fragrance for a long time, it should have been glorious in the past. Although the walls are old and some have even collapsed, and there are many weeds on both sides of the path, there are still hosts.
, and some people offer incense.
Although there were not many tourists, there were still some. Seeing that Ding Ruili didn't seem to care about people seeing this scene, I felt a little puzzled.
Su Ziji still wanted to investigate, but suddenly he felt a coolness coming straight up from the Yongquan point. As soon as his whole body felt refreshed, he immediately changed his mind.
This water temple is a bit weird.
The two of them walked along the ancient stele corridor. Ding Ruili pointed to the stained side wall and said: "This water temple is in the former dynasty. It is the head of the water temple in this county and is worshiped by the officials of this government."
"These paintings were painted by masters at that time. Although they were not effective, the government stopped official sacrifices, and the incense gradually declined, but we can still see their prosperity at that time."
Indeed, there is a lot of peeling on the side walls, but it is clearly painted with water, gold, and powder. The sea surface is as crystal clear as jade, with thunder hidden in it. Fish, crabs, dace, salamanders, sharks, shrimps, clams, turtles and other large and small aquatic animals are jumping up and down.
Welcoming the king with precious flags and square flags, Su Ziji was startled and thoughtful.
"Not only can you see the temple paintings, but there is a forest with beautiful scenery behind it, with wild flowers everywhere, suitable for picnics. Others are waiting there."
Su Ziji smiled: "In this case, we can't keep people waiting, so I asked Brother Ding to lead the way."
Ding Ruili's expression was a little unnatural, but there was joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which made Su Ziji's heart sink even more.
"Ding Ruili, he is still the same person. He is completely different. Although I think he looks wrong, he really wants to harm me. Why?"
"Is it for the imperial examination? It can be seen that Ding Ruili's words and deeds are not to make people stupid. What's the benefit of harming me?"
Su Ziji thought to himself, and his eyes swept across a small forest in front of him. This small forest looked a bit elegant, and there were several short houses with a corner of their eaves exposed.
Ding Ruili urged: "It's right in front. I'm afraid you're in a hurry, so go quickly!"
"It doesn't look like there is anyone here." Su Ziji said deliberately.
Ding Ruili just smiled: "Lin Shen, I'm afraid of being inside the watch, but I suddenly need to change clothes, so I'll go first for convenience, you can just go by yourself."
After saying that, he bowed and withdrew.
Su Ziji stood there and walked towards a row of low houses without chasing Ding Ruili.
"I'm afraid this is where the Water Temple was originally located." Looking at this short house, which was more dilapidated and ancient than the main hall, Su Ziji glanced at the altar in the middle room without a door, and he understood.
This original altar was made of a large piece of natural stone, which was too heavy for a few people to carry. The low house was also made of stones, and weeds grew in the gaps between the stones.
Although there is nothing on the altar, not even a statue of a god, it is a bit inconsistent with the specifications of a water temple.
However, these were not important to Su Ziji. He saw that no one was hiding in the simple water temple, so he stood here and looked around.
Since Ding Ruili had lured him here, there was no way he would just show up here and visit the temple.
Sure enough, just for a moment, a trace of mist emerged and gradually enveloped the small forest. Then, as if it was irritated, a dark wind blew through, with a slight chill.
The pressure on Su Ziji's body gradually became as heavy as a rock, but Su Ziji did not panic. He looked carefully, but before Su Ziji could see clearly, a bad wind rushed towards him.
Su Ziji retreated slightly, and the evil wind hit the stone house behind him, flipped in mid-air, and rushed towards Su Ziji again.
Su Ziji repeated his old trick, and with another yield, the evil wind disappeared.
It's like it's just a phantom, it comes suddenly and goes away strangely.
Su Ziji looked around, his expression gloomy.
"There is a trace of evil spirit, could it be the work of monsters? However, the evil wind feels a bit familiar."
Just when Su Ziji was about to leave, the evil wind came up again and swooped in mid-air.
"Poof" this time, Su Ziji stretched out his hand and pulled it out. There was a flash of cold light, and there was a pop sound. The evil wind was struck by force. It did not appear to be the real evil wind. It felt like tearing apart paper and dissipated out of thin air.<
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Su Ziji showed no signs of panic and calmly observed his surroundings, which made the tempter more sure of his own judgment.
"You are indeed the son and grandson of Dazheng." As footsteps sounded, a somewhat familiar voice sounded coldly not far away.
Su Ziji turned around and saw a very familiar person coming out of the fog, Tan An.
But at this time, Tan An was completely different from the ordinary tolerance in Su Ziji's impression. Although his mediocre face was still gloomy, he did not look immature.
He looked at him with a kind of deep-seated hatred, as if Su Ziji was his enemy who had exterminated the entire clan.