248 Your name, no one knows(1/2)
Wutan County, Chenghuang Temple.
A moat without water is the "Emperor". After Wei Hao's battle, although his blood energy recovered through eating a lot, his mind always felt restless.
After killing fourteen Human Ancestors of the Nanmang Sword Sect, he didn't feel anything was wrong, nor did the Ancestor slap him across the distance in time and space.
Obviously, Ren Zu didn't care about these things at all.
The reason for being uneasy has nothing to do with the bloodline of the ancestors being cut off.
Then there must be other reasons.
"Gentleman, why do you come to Chenghuang Temple?"
"Most of the decline of the City Emperor Temple in a place is related to turmoil. In fact, it is rare for the City Emperor to be immoral and derelict in his duties. The normal change of the City Emperor is mostly for repairs, and the City Emperor Temple may be a little older.
It's in disrepair and not very popular, but it will never be completely in ruins like it is now."
"The City Emperor is the Yin God, and it is not the Yins who have the final say."
"If the Yangshi doesn't agree, the Yinshi will be useless."
After Wei Hao said that, he suddenly asked a question that confused Gouzi, "Xiao Wang, do you still remember who the Cheng Huangye of Wutan County is?"
"Of course...who is here?"
Suddenly startled, Gouzi suddenly reacted and realized something was wrong, "How could I not remember the name of the Emperor of Wutan County? It's impossible."
"Yes. Impossible."
Opening up the "City in the Palm", there are a lot of "memories" inside. This is a special change after the souls of thirteen contemporary disciples of Nanmang Sword Sect were destroyed.
The "memories" of the thirteen people during their lifetimes can actually make "Empty Sang City" even more colorful.
For example, Wei Hao does not know the layout of the streets and lanes of Kongsang City, but he has real knowledge in these "memories", so Wei Hao can adjust Kongsang City based on these "memories" to make it more perfect and real.
.
Although it is only a part of Kongsang City, it already has traces of "prosperity".
However, in these "memories", there is also no impression of the local city emperor of Wutan County.
What he looks like, who his last name is, when he took office, when is the birthday ceremony... none of it.
To put it simply, the local city emperor of Wutan County once existed, but it was as if his knowledge had been collectively wiped out, making his sense of existence extremely low. When people mentioned it, they would only think of the city emperor, but not
I will think about the name of the city emperor and his background.
What did this predecessor, "Inspection Simin City Emperor Xianyou Bo" who had his temple incense destroyed, did he do to end up in such a situation?
Wei Hao had already recalled the conversation he had with Qin Wenruo at this time. Qin Wenruo had clearly told Wei Hao that many city emperors had people who spoke out for justice, and it seemed that they were stunned on the spot.
Qin Wenruo returned to Wufeng County to meet Wei Hao, but later Wei Hao asked him not to wander around, and at the same time gave him protective treasures and five little ghosts.
That's why Qin Wen is weak now and can be saved.
"The root of everything may still be in the seventy-two thousand innocent souls of 'Ohnozawa'..."
As soon as these words came out, Wei Hao's state of mind changed slightly, as if he had found a clue. Then, there was sudden movement in the ruins of the Chenghuang Temple, and a faint light appeared. Wang Zhaixing looked towards Wei Hao.
It's just a barking sound.
"Gentleman, it's a piece of silk writing."
The dog's sharp eyes had already clearly seen what was emitting the faint light.
The silk book danced in the wind, like a broken leaf, involuntarily.
It floated around and rolled in the air, but it always flew towards Wei Hao.
“It’s not a silk book!!”
Wang Zhaixing smelled the smell of blood, "It's... a blood book."
Wei Hao stretched out his hand, and the blood book slowly fell down and landed in Wei Hao's hand. Then, the cries of the innocent ghost came from inside.
"It's unfair, it's unfair, it's unfair..."
On the cold night of the first lunar month, Wei Hao stood in the snow of the ruins. The cries of the evil spirits had completely lost his own will, only the cries of instinct.
"This blood letter..."
Wei Hao tightened his grip and felt a will.
The owner of the blood book, the will of life and death.
During his lifetime, he defended the people's grievances, but was almost killed with a cane. After being paralyzed and in prison, he still chose to uphold justice. His official robes were changed into prison uniforms, and his prison uniforms were turned into blood letters.
After his death, he avenged the injustice of 72,000 people who had died in vain, and spoke uprightly without fear. However, in the end, his soul disappeared, leaving only this blood letter that entrusted his will.
Just like the ship Qin Wenruo blocked the breach, this was their will.
He felt this will.
"Gentleman!"
Gouzi realized something was wrong, but Wei Hao opened the blood book. There was no word of injustice in it, only dense words.
"The list of Ohnozawa's unjust deaths is as follows..."
This is a list, with all 72,000 names recorded on it, because the owner of the blood book was afraid that someone would forget the names of these 72,000 deceased people.
Physical death is the end of the living; forgetfulness is the complete disappearance.
The owner of the blood book exchanged his own disappearance for the traces of 72,000 dead people.
A name is a trace of a person in time and space.
"I see."
Wei Hao sighed. He could feel how much pressure the city emperor was under and how determined he was to make such a decision.
A city emperor of Wutan County had no need to do this, but he still chose to do it.
Even the memory of oneself in people's hearts can be discarded.
Just to preserve this list and wait for the arrival of someone who can uphold justice.
It may be Wei Hao, or it may not be Wei Hao, but as long as that person has the ability to uphold justice, this blood letter will eventually come.
"It's unfair, it's unfair, it's unfair..."
"It's unfair..."
"Unjustly accused..."
All the names in the blood book are glowing, and in every ray of light, there is a call.
Wei Hao stared at the blood book, and the strange boy saw the changes in it. The light on some names was dimming, and the soul seemed to be suffering some kind of torture, which was extremely tragic.
"This is no ordinary blood book."
Feeling that fearless determination, Wei Hao closed his eyes tightly, then opened them again, "This is the last will of the city emperor, the last petition submitted."
Amazing, really amazing.
The souls of Yin gods are scattered, and it is rare for those to be reincarnated into ghosts and gods.
Without great supernatural powers and great luck, there is absolutely no hope.
The city emperor of Wutan County really sacrificed his life to defend the country.
His way is the simplest yet most complex thing in the world...justice.
At this moment, Wei Hao was deeply moved.
Not a single word tells about one's own merits, not a single picture attempts to save oneself.
Selflessness only has four words. This city emperor whose name has been lost has surpassed his era. He is really amazing.
"Wei, you can't even know your name..."
There are seventy-two thousand names on the blood book, but none of them belong to the city emperor himself.
amazing.
Gouzi on the side also sensed the will in it, and immediately stood solemnly. Such a hero, even if his soul was shattered, he dared to speak uprightly. Even, he could not speak out. He could only hope that the brave and strong people who uphold justice could understand what he wanted to convey.
will.
"Your will, Mr. Wei, has been received."
As soon as he finished speaking, the glimmer of light on the blood book completely dissipated. In an instant, it turned into a flying crow. After a crow, it dived into the void.
Boom.
The last ruins of the Emperor's Temple in Wutan County collapsed completely as if they had suffered an earthquake. The wood and rocks were turned into debris. Wei Hao stood still and heard the sound of crashing debris. After a while, a stone rolled.
Arrive at the feet.
Gouzi looked down and his eyes suddenly widened: "Xianyou Boyin!"
"Gentleman!"
Wang Zhaixing picked up the stone and handed it to Wei Hao.
To be continued...