Chapter 207: Ancient Capital Mausoleum

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Originally, the farther north you go, the easier it is to see the snow, and the interesting thing is that Shanghai is a crisp winter, but in Hangzhou, there is a light snow, and the snowflakes fall in this paradise city, which makes the decoration even more white and charming.

Mo Fan also understood why Xinxia came here, different from herself, a country boy who wanted to drill into the big city, maybe all she wanted was such tranquility and beauty, a mountain, a water, a bridge, and a city.

Xinxia's school is also very close to West Lake, and Mo Fan didn't rush to pick her up when he arrived in Hangzhou, and took her for a walk with great interest.

Slowly walk through the long Su Causeway, on both sides are willows and willows, farther is sparkling, and farther away is the scattered mountains, there are peaks, temples, pavilions, and on the other side is a forest of high-rise buildings, reflected in the lake.

After passing through the Su Causeway and arriving at the Leifeng Pagoda Scenic Area, Mo Fan looked up at the new tower, looked at the old site, and was thinking about something, when there was a person who looked like a local next to him and said mysteriously: "Little brother, come for the first time." Hehe, the one you see is the base of the old site of Leifeng Pagoda. I heard the old man say, there was once a white snake dug up here!"

"White Snake, how big?" Mo Fan asked with interest.

"It has to be so thick. As he spoke, the swarthy-faced local made a gesture of hugging.

"Such a big ???" Mo Fan was also stunned.

A snake as big as Nima is a demon, okay!

"No, no one killed it at that time, and in the end, a certain master at that time almost used up his life force to seal it up......" The locals looked left and right. It's like he's talking about a big secret.

"You can't kill it, it's so. So where is the last seal?" Mo Fan asked.

"Well, it's possible to be in the New Leifeng Tower. It may also be under the broken bridge, it may be in the three pools of the moon, or it may be near the white causeway, you see I have a strategy manual here, which not only has the introduction of this legend, but also the strategy of other scenic spots, a copy is sold for five yuan, I see that the brother is a person who likes to explore and seek the truth, for the sake of you may be destined to be a person. I'll sell you four bucks. The swarthy local said.

"Four bucks, pretty cheap. But ah, this big brother, I don't think you say that the story of this kind of big snake is particularly attractive, if you talk about this big snake as an adult, become a fairy-looking woman, and then meet a son on the broken bridge, the two are entangled and compassionate, and finally a certain master is blind. sealed the female snake spirit under the Leifeng Pagoda...... Print a booklet of this story, ask someone to draw a few beautiful bubbling pictures, many little girls and young people will buy it, for the sake of your fate, I will sell you cheaper for the copyright of this story. 9 yuan!" Mo Fan said with an eyebrow.

The swarthy local was stunned when he heard this, and felt that what this young man said was quite reasonable, the question was why selling things by himself became having to pay for it himself?

Xin Xia, who was in a wheelchair, listened to Mo Fan and the man who sold maps talking serious nonsense there. I couldn't stop laughing.

flickered back and forth, and finally ended in a hasty ending with neither of them selling anything.

After seeing the man selling the map left. Mo Fan continued to push Xinxia to walk around the tower, and said, "This person is so uncommon-sense. I haven't heard of the legend of the new white lady. ”

"I haven't heard of it either. Xinxia said.

"Oh, isn't there one? I thought the history of this place was perfectly matched, and the myths and legends should be the same. Mo Fan was a little surprised.

"I don't understand what you're saying?" Xin Xia said with a confused expression.

"Didn't I tell you, I'm a man from another world, where he doesn't study magic. Although there are also Qin Dynasty, Sui Dynasty, Tang Dynasty and so on, it seems that because animals have become demons, some myths and stories have been inconsistent. Mo Fan said.

Xinxia couldn't help muttering: "I'm not a child anymore, how can I believe your words." ”

"Even you don't believe me, it looks like I'll never try to prove I'm an alien. Mo Fan said with a wry smile.

"But you're still you. Xinxia said.

Mo Fan was slightly stunned. Originally, he just wanted to laugh at himself in this way, but suddenly Xinxia's words made Mo Fan a little deep thought and relieved.

Seeing that Mo Fan was silent, Xin Xia thought that he had said something wrong, and changed the topic in a low voice: "Brother Mo Fan, one of my history teachers said that our people in Bocheng are very special. ”

"How do you say that?" asked Mo Fan.

"Do you remember the Earth Sacred Spring, it has a long, long history, dating back more than 200 years? Xinxia said.

"That's right, after nearly two thousand years, there must have been many stories around this holy spring...... Then why do we say that the people of Bo City are special?" Mo Fan said.

"The teacher said that our people in Bocheng are actually likely to be the guardians of the Earth Sacred Spring, which used to be just a small village, guarded the Earth Sacred Spring for generations under the orders of an ancient king, but as time went by, the guardians continued to multiply, turning a village into a town, and after many years, the town became a city. The entry of outsiders, the change of ownership of cities, and the overthrow of feudal society...... Bo City has become what it is now, and the so-called guardians have long since disappeared in this long time, or maybe the entire people of Bo City are guardians......" Xinxia said seriously.

Mo Fan listened very intently, and couldn't help but think of those people from the Black Holy See.

Those Black Sects are obviously destroying Bo City with some purpose, could it be that the Bo City disaster is related to this so-called Guardian History??

However, I'm afraid this was all two thousand years ago, is it really that important whether the guardian is a guardian or not?

Their goal is the Earth Sacred Spring??

The Earth Holy Spring is now in his own hands, so what the people of the Black Holy See want have actually been held by him all along?

Damn, that's not very dangerous.

Animals like the Black Holy See can really do anything, the slaughter of a city, and the bloody vigilance in the past few days are still vivid in Mo Fan's mind.

"Did your history teacher say anything else?" Mo Fan asked.

He also speculated based on some historical records, and he said that to understand the truth, he was afraid to find out the truth in a mausoleum, but the undead creatures in that mausoleum were quite terrifying, and no magician dared to really set foot in that mysterious mausoleum. Xinxia said.

"Mausoleum, what mausoleum??" Mo Fan continued.

"There is a mausoleum in the ancient capital, which is the most famous place for the undead in our country. Brother Mo Fan, don't you usually listen carefully in class?"

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