"Do you know who that bearded old man is?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that long-bearded old man is my father's advisor Sun Wuji, if it's really like what this girl said, then we may be able to find clues when we go to Xingzhou!" Li Cunxiao was the envoy of the three states of Ci, Huan, and Xingzhou, and he was finally persuaded to surrender by Mrs. King Jin in Xingzhou, so the story told by this female tour guide may be true.

"Okay, everything is up to you!" Looking for Li Cunxiao's other souls, he can only rely on this remnant soul, Yang Fan is just a substitute, so wherever the remnant soul lets him go, he obeys!

The ancient Xingzhou is also now Xingtai, Hebei, Yang Fan checked with his mobile phone, just after eight o'clock in the evening, there was a train to Xingtai, so Yang Fan hurriedly bought a train ticket to Xingtai through the Internet, Yang Fan paid the tour guide fee, and then went down the mountain to stop a car and went straight to the train station!

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when he arrived in Xingtai, Yang Fan casually found a hotel and opened a room to live in, for several days, Yang Fan was tired of traveling and driving, and he did feel tired, and he slept until more than nine o'clock the next day, and when he woke up, Yan Mengru sent him a lot of messages on his mobile phone, basically asking him how he was outside, whether he had found the rest of Li Cunxiao's soul, etc., and most of them were words to care about him! Yang Fan chatted with Yan Mengru directly through voice, and told him that he was now in Xingtai again, and he would go out immediately, and the two chatted for more than ten minutes before hanging up.

Yang Fan got up and washed the room after pushing the room down, eating a bowl of noodles in the small noodle restaurant outside, Yang Fan found a lot of old people on the street, and asked where there was a temple of the god of war in Xingzhou, who knew that he asked more than a dozen people in a row, and he didn't know where there was a temple of the god of war in Xingzhou, and Li Cunxiao's remnant soul couldn't sense his soul here, Yang Fan couldn't help but think in his heart, could it be that the legend told by the female tour guide was fake? Otherwise, how could there be so many locals in Xingzhou, who don't know where there is a temple of war in Xingzhou!

"By the way, let's go to the Cultural Affairs Bureau and ask, they should be able to know!" Yang Fan suddenly remembered that the cultural bureau of each place is the most aware of the cultural monuments of the place, if Xingzhou really has a temple of the god of war, then the cultural bureau people must be able to know, thinking of these, Yang Fan immediately took a taxi to the cultural bureau of Qiaoxi District, and so on to the door of the cultural bureau, found the doorman and asked, only to know that today is Sunday, no one goes to work inside, Yang Fan secretly annoyed that he was confused, he didn't even look at the days first, Yang Fan had no choice but to give up, walking alone on the side of the road listlessly, walking and walking, came to a square, under the shade of the trees on the edge of the square, there were a few old men playing chess together, Yang Fan stood next to watch, as the saying goesYang Fan knows this rule well, standing on the side and watching silently, the two old men who play chess are sixty or seventy years old, among which the old man who holds the red side attacks and kills step by step, and each move is after the opponent just drops the chess, he quickly shoots, and the opponent has to consider each move before he falls for a long time, and after a while, the black chess pieces will be surrounded and wiped out, and the abandoned son admits defeat! The old man who held three games of black chess in a row was killed and abandoned his armor, lost three games, lost three games in a row, and the old man stopped playing.

Seeing that several old men were not playing chess, Yang Fan stepped forward and asked, "A few masters, I want to ask you, where did you have a war god temple before?"

"Haven't heard of the Temple of War!" several old men shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know.

"God of War Temple?" The old man who was holding the red son just now suddenly looked up at Yang Fan, and said thoughtfully: "Young man, come and play three games with me, if you can win me, I will tell you about the Temple of War!"

"Uncle, you are superb at chess, I only know a little, you let me win you, that's too difficult!"

"Hehe, young man, don't be modest, when I played with the old horse just now, you can see from the eyes of the chess watching on the side that you don't understand a little, otherwise you won't shake your head because of the stinky chess that the old horse walked!"

"Uncle, you are superb in chess, you let me win you, that's too difficult for me, do you see if we can come up with a compromise method? If I play three games with you, I can not lose two games, can you tell me?" Yang Fan saw at a glance that this old man was addicted to chess, but he was suffering from the fact that none of these old men were his opponents, so he couldn't start to enjoy it, and Yang Fan was embarrassed to win him in front of so many people, so he proposed a moderate agreement!

"Hehe, young man, it seems that I underestimate you, and if you dare to accept it like this, it means that your chess skills will definitely not be bad! Okay, I will agree to your conditions!" I saw that the old man continued to use red chess, waiting for Yang Fan to play three games with him!

After Yang Fan placed the chess pieces, he stretched out his hand and said, "Uncle, you invite first!"

"Haha, okay, I'll go first!" After the uncle finished speaking, he took the lead gun, this uncle is an offensive formation, directly sits in the center, ready to cut through the chaos with a quick knife, and win Yang Fan's game!

"Get on the horse!" Yang Fan casually took a step forward on the right side!

"I'm jumping too!" the old man jumped on the left horse as well.

Yang Fan ignored him and walked out of the car directly!

"Pawns!"

Yang Fan saw that this old man actually wanted to win him with a pantou horse! Yang Fan also took a head shot directly!

"Get on the horse!"

"Get out of the car!"

...... The two went back and forth, but the three games turned out to be all draws, and the old man's chess pieces were almost replaced by Yang Fan, so he could only stop with a draw.

"Not coming! Not coming!" The old man threw the chess pieces on the chessboard and stopped playing with Yang Fan!

"What's the matter, Lao Wang?" asked the old horse who was playing chess with him just now, with a puzzled face!

"What's the other game, don't you see that this young man deliberately let me! People have superb chess skills, deliberately don't win me, save face for me!" Lao Wang had a helpless expression, he didn't want to change with Yang Fan every time he made a move, but Yang Fan made him have to change every move, he could only change his chess according to Yang Fan's chess path, and finally ended in a draw, which was obviously Yang Fan letting him, fortunately, this old Wang is also a bright and upright person, if he can't do chess, he can't do it, even in front of everyone, he dares to admit it.

"Uncle Wang, then you can tell me this time!" Yang Fan saw that the old horse called this uncle and old Wang, so he changed his name to Uncle Wang!

"Hehe, let me tell you! This temple of the god of war, if you ask ordinary people, they really don't know, because this temple of the god of war has been destroyed hundreds of years ago!" This old man surnamed Wang is a retired old cadre of the Cultural Bureau, he did see it in the Xingtai historical records before, outside the east gate of Xingzhou, there is indeed a temple commemorating the last years of the Tang Dynasty, the world's first warrior Li Cunxiao, but this temple was destroyed by Kublai Khan hundreds of years ago! I heard that Kublai Khan demolished the temple of the god of war at that time, and also destroyed the golden statue of the god of war Li Cunxiao in the temple of the god of war, so there was no temple of the god of war in Xingzhou in later generations, and there are few records of this in history.

"Uncle Wang, can you tell me the approximate location of the God of War Temple?" Yang Fan listened to what Lao Wang said, but he still didn't give up, so he had to go to the location where the God of War Temple was located back then to take a look.

"The specific location can't be verified, but it is recorded in the historical records that in Qiaodong District, the specific location is unknown!" Lao Wang has always wondered, why did this young man have to find this temple of the God of War that no longer exists!

"Qiaodong District, okay, thank you Uncle Wang!" Yang Fan got up and said goodbye to several uncles excitedly, and then took a taxi towards Chengdong District.

After arriving in Dongcheng District, Yang Fan walked around the main roads in the city.

"Yang Fan, keep walking east!

"Senior, what's wrong?" Yang Fan didn't expect that as soon as he arrived in the eastern district of the city, Li Cunxiao's remnant soul asked him to continue to walk east.

"I feel like I'm going to have a soul!"