Jiang Moyan was sitting in the ancestral hall of the village at this time, accepting the great gifts of all the villagers, which made all the gods and horses who followed them dumbfounded. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jiang Moyan was calm. After everyone finished worshipping, Jiang Moyan said to the old man: "Uncle, I have already received your salute, can you tell me what happened?" ”

Although Jiang Moyan had already sat in their ancestral hall, the old man's excitement didn't seem to have passed, and with a pair of teary eyes, he sat down at Jiang Moyan's bottom and said, "Master, you just came back, I'm afraid I don't remember a lot of things, why don't you rest and rest first, and then listen to the old slave explain the reason?" ”

Jiang Moyan was curious to death, how could he be in the mood to rest? Hurriedly urged the old man: "Uncle, I'm not tired, if you have anything to say, just say it!" ”

The old man called two young men, and by looking at their faces and demeanors, he knew that they were close relatives of the old man. The two walked behind Jiang Moyan, climbed to a high place on a stool, and gently pulled the red silk curtain on the wall, and a huge portrait appeared in front of everyone.

The person in the painting is smiling lightly, sitting majestically in a red queen's court dress, and his appearance is exactly the same as Jiang Moyan who is sitting in front of everyone at this time. However, this portrait looks like a flat portrait drawn by these people themselves with their own memory, and the technique is completely incomparable with the portrait in the dungeon.

Seeing this identical face, those villagers knelt down again and paid their respects to Jiang Moyan with excitement, and even the Shenma soldiers surrounding the ancestral hall showed shocked expressions.

The old man looked at the villagers in the ancestral hall, and then looked at the people who came with Jiang Moyan outside the ancestral hall, and then said: "Master, the little old man's house is not far away, the master might as well follow the old slave to the house to sit and sit, and let these soldiers rest and rest." ”

Of course, Jiang Moyan could hear the deep meaning of the old man's words, nodded and said, "That's it, then it's bothering." With that, she stood up and followed the old man out.

The villagers below automatically made way for a passage and knelt to see Jiang Moyan and the old man away.

Jiang Moyan followed the old man to the street and found that the scale of this village was really not small, but the houses were very old, and occasionally some renovated houses were only slightly rebuilt on the original basis.

And strangely, these houses are basically the same size and style, like the barracks in the army, neatly and uniformly.

Looking at the costumes of the villagers, all of them are tightly dressed with arrow sleeves, clean and neat, which is completely different from the wide robes and big sleeves of the people outside the mountain.

The old man's home is really close, only one street away from the ancestral hall. As soon as Jiang Moyan arrived at the door, he saw a large number of men, women and children surrounding the door, and when he saw Jiang Moyan's figure, he knelt down to worship from a distance.

Jiang Moyan helplessly helped everyone up and said, "Don't be like this anymore, Mo Yan can't stand it." ”

The old man on the side answered: "The master will always be our master, how can I not stand it." He turned to one of the old women and said, "Take someone to prepare some good wine and food, and entertain the guests brought by the master." ”

The old woman nodded again and again, and took a few daughters-in-law and mothers-in-law to prepare.

Only then did the old man turn around and lead Jiang Moyan to the main room.

Jiang Moyan looked around and saw that although the house was not big, it was simply and generously arranged, with a landscape map hanging on the front wall, and a couplet next to it. Shanglian is: the cool air comes from the west, and the clouds and mist sweep away the world and regrets. The next link is: the big river goes east, and the waves wash away the sorrows of the past and the present. Jiang Moyan looked at this pair, how did he feel as if he had heard it somewhere?

Before she could think about it, the old man had already invited her to the main seat.

Jiang Moyan knew that because of her appearance, the old man was afraid that he had already identified her identity, and at this time, it was not beautiful to be polite, so he sat down generously.

The old man personally poured tea for Jiang Moyan, and then sat down at the bottom.

Jiang Moyan asked: "Uncle, what kind of village is our village, why do you have my portrait, and why do you kneel down to worship me?" ”

The old man was looking at Jiang Moyan's appearance and was slightly distracted, listening to her series of questions, and hurriedly said, "Master, don't worry, listen to the old slave slowly." ”

"The old slave's surname is Zhao, and his single name is a light character. Our village is called 'Dengxian Village', and there are five surnames in the village, which are passed down from five families. Our village has been around for 500 years now, and we have been here for more than a dozen generations. ”

Five hundred years? Jiang Moyan was a little surprised, he didn't expect such a small village to have a history of hundreds of years.

"Then why do you keep living in this remote mountain village? It should be hard to live here! ”

The old man nodded and said, "Although it is difficult, it is still possible to survive by relying on the mountains and eating the mountains, and it is not a problem to feed these thousands of people." ”

Jiang Moyan nodded, and encouraged the old man to continue talking with his eyes.

"The reason why we people have been guarding this barren mountain is because of the mission that has been passed down for more than ten generations."

Mission? Jiang Moyan wondered, what kind of mission would make more than ten generations willing to stay in this barren mountain and suffer from poverty?

"Our mountain is called 'Fengming Mountain' because a queen was buried here five hundred years ago. We are the grave keepers of the Queen's Cemetery. ”

Jiang Moyan suddenly wondered, no wonder, since he is the descendant of the tomb keeper, it is not surprising that he can guard here for so many years. Jiang Moyan asked again: "Could it be that the portrait in the ancestral hall just now is the portrait of the queen?" ”

The old man nodded and said, "The master is right, that is the portrait of the queen." When the queen entered the cemetery, she left our ancestors on the ground, and she once left her last words, saying that she would come back sooner or later. Therefore, the ancestors were stationed here and waited for the queen to return, and this wait for more than ten generations. However, we finally got the wait. When I saw the master coming out of the hole today, the old slave was really ...... It's ......"

As he spoke, the old man slid to the ground again. Jiang Moyan hurriedly grabbed him and helped him back to the chair. In my heart, I complained about the queen who was cheating at the beginning, and I said that you said an irresponsible word, so many people in the family have waited for more than ten lifetimes, what a sin!

It's just, what did the old man's words mean just now? Why did the queen go into the cemetery by herself? What else do you say you want to come back? People are going to die, can they still influence the pen of Lord Yama to hook her to where to reincarnate? Or is it ......

Jiang Moyan was puzzled, so he asked, "Old man, I don't understand, didn't the queen be buried here after her death?" How could there be a statement that she was coming back? ”

The old man looked at Jiang Moyan's face, sighed and said, "This matter is a long story!" ”

Jiang Moyan made a deferential appearance. I heard the old man say: "The master followed Emperor Shengzuren to conquer the world and dominate the country, which can be described as immeasurable merit. Later, the master married Emperor Ren and became the queen of the world. But the good times didn't last long, after the master gave birth to the little prince, one day he suddenly had a dream, and after waking up, he told the Holy Ancestor at that time that she was going back. ”

It turned out that she was not a person from this world, but a god from heaven descended from earth. Now that the Great Cause of the Holy Ancestor has been accomplished, she will also return to Heaven. The Holy Ancestor tried to keep it in many ways, but the master said that God was calling, and she couldn't control it, so she had to leave. ”