It was June, and the heat was unusually hot.

On the riverside, dozens of young men in 'horse coats' were carrying wood, and it was very lively, as if they were going to build something by the riverside, and the crowd was full of voices, like the situation when houses were built in the countryside in the sixties and seventies.

In the sixties and seventies, people in the countryside were very lively when they built houses, and they didn't talk about wages, they just managed their 'food', and at that time, people were very close to each other.

It was a house that was built.

It was as if they were building a 'temple', a temple that sat by the river.

"What a heavy wood, is it golden silk nanmu?"

"With braids and riding coats, it should be the dynasty more than a hundred years ago. Is it a magnetic effect? or is it an illusion?"

"I didn't seem to have done anything just now, just looking for the idol, and I'm here. ”

At this time, Ding Jie was standing not far from the river, staring at the group of young men who were busy building houses, and her heart was slightly sinking, as if she was thinking about something.

If he guessed correctly, the house built by the group of young and middle-aged people should be the 'Jiang Temple'.

This is a scene from more than 100 years ago, or a fantasy.

It is the scene when the 'Jiang Temple' was built, and I have to say that it is very weird.

Through observation, he found that the main wood for the construction of the Jiang Temple was built with 'Golden Silk Nanmu', which was really terrifying.

Why?

Golden silk nanmu is the gold in the 'wood', is the best wood for coffins, in ancient times it was generally only used by the royal family, to be precise, it was used in the construction of imperial tombs.

Ordinary people can't afford to use golden silk nanmu at all, because the price of golden silk nanmu can be described as an inch of wood.

The fishing village, just a remote mountain village, how can there be so many golden silk nanmu?

Used to build a temple?

It's abnormal, there's something greasy in it.

If it comes, it will be safe.

Respond to all changes with the same, and check it out first when you come.

"Not true. This is not an illusion, my current spiritual power is very strong, to the point of a second-level soul ring, I should be able to detect an ordinary illusion, but here, I have not found any clues, it should not be an illusion. ”

"It's the magnetic effect, or it's a piece of history. ”

Suddenly, he thought of this.

As a spiritual awakener, he is very sensitive to 'illusions', but he has not detected any anomalies.

That shows that this is not an illusion.

"Goo-dong!"

Some villagers are using small carts to push wood, passing by Ding Jie's side.

Under the illumination of the sun, the wood emits a faint golden light, and there is a faint gold wire entanglement between the lines of the wood, exuding a faint fragrance.

It is indeed a golden silk nanmu.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the villager pushing the cart stopped, stopped, looked at Ding Jie with questioning eyes, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here? The clothes you are wearing are so strange, you shouldn't be from our village, right?"

The villagers were rustic, wearing horse coats that had been washed many times, covered with patches, and their skin was black, which should have been sunburned after working in the sun for a long time.

"Eh, can you see me?" Ding Jie was slightly stunned.

"Little brother, you are really good at laughing, why can't I see you, the sky has changed, you will still be a ghost?" the young man laughed.

Ghost?

It's not likely, but it's you.

"Haha. It's a joke. Ding Jie said with a smile: "I passed through here and saw that you built a house with golden silk nanmu, so I was a little curious and wanted to ask, what kind of house are you building." ”

"Are you a student on a study tour?" More than 100 years ago, it was still in a state of seclusion and seclusion, there was no road guide, and even the county seat could not be released.

"Well, yes. ”

"I see. The young villager replied: "I don't know what you said, but the wood we have here was given by an old gentleman, and he said that we should build a temple here and worship the river god." As long as we worship the river god, our village will be able to enjoy the wind and rain. There will be no water monsters, no, the patriarch of our village will start leading us to build the Jiang Temple today. ”

Monster?

Old gentleman?

Interesting.

Looks like something can be done.

Just then, a shout was heard.

"Dogs. Hurry up, don't rub it off, just leave your piece of wood, waiting for the rafters. ”

is an old man in his fifties, wearing a cleaner coat and fewer patches, and should be the 'patriarch'.

He is directing the villagers to build a temple.

"Here, patriarch, you wait a minute. ”

As he spoke, the young man pushed the cart and walked in the direction of the construction site.

"Patriarch, patriarch, it seems that there is a student on a study tour over there. "In ancient times, the status of scholars was very high, and when people in the countryside saw scholars, they were all amazing characters, and the young villagers shouted.

"Scholar?" Patriarch Han turned his gaze to 'Ding Jie' not far away.

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Riverside.

Patriarch Han and Ding Jie were drinking water.

"Mr. Ding, are you really a scholar?" asked the patriarch Han.

In less than half a day, Ding Jie had a general understanding of the situation here.

This is a fishing village more than 100 years ago, and it is the Jiang Temple built by the villagers.

Dreaming back a hundred years, he seems to have really come to die a hundred years ago.

In this era when everything is inferior, but reading is high, Ding Jie, a scholar, has naturally become a respectful figure among the villagers.

"Naturally. I learned to be rich in five cars. From the age of six to the age of twenty-two, he has been studying, and he has been studying for sixteen years, and he has never stopped. Ding Jie said confidently.

Well, nine years of compulsory education, plus three years of high school and four years of college, is exactly sixteen years.

"Really?" asked the patriarch Han.

"Really. Ding Jie said indifferently.

"Mr. Ding. You pass through our village, and the old man has something to ask for, and I hope you can agree. "Patriarch Han Dao.

"You say. ”

"That's right. Originally, we wanted to go to the town and invite a gentleman to come and write an inscription for our newly built temple. But our village didn't invite it, because the resources for the pen were not enough. I also asked Mr. Ding to help our village and inscribe a word for the temple. Patriarch Han explained: "The old gentleman who asked us to build the temple specially explained that when the temple is built, there must be a literary suppression. You see, it won't take long for our temple to be built, but we...

"Hmm. Ding Jie thought for a while and said with a smile: "Okay, yes." But I want to ask Patriarch Zhang, what is the name of the old gentleman you are talking about?"

"We don't know what it's called. I only know that the surname is Wang, and we all call him Master Wang. Patriarch Han said truthfully.

"The surname is Wang, Master Wang. Can I see him? Ding Jie asked again.

"This, I'm afraid it won't work, Master Wang is not in our village, he has gone out. Said we'd come back when we built the temple. The patriarch was embarrassed.

"That's fine. ”

At this time, the Jiang Temple is about to be completed, only the rafters on the roof are not on it, it is estimated that it will not be long before the rafters can be sent, and the house will be finished by then.

Ding Jie, who was standing on the side, didn't come up, just waited quietly on the side, and after about three or four hours, the Jiang Temple was finally completed, and the general building was completed.

The patriarch of the fishing village immediately came over and asked Ding Jie to write the inscription.

In front of the temple.

Rustic villagers stood all around.

At the door, there is a table with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

In the countryside, these things are really rare, and I don't know where this patriarch got them.

"Patriarch, I can write an inscription, but I have one condition. ”

"You say. ”

"Whatever I write, you have to engrave what I write. ”

"That's nature. ”

"Hmm. ”

Without hesitation, Ding Jie immediately put down the pen.

When he was a child, he practiced calligraphy, and he didn't know much about traditional characters, but he could still write a few.

Within a moment, a few large characters appeared on the page.

"Mr. Ding, this, may I ask what you wrote?"

"Well said. Ding Jie said indifferently: "The Yin Snake Water Monster is not shallow in harming people. Feudal superstition, unbelievable. ”

wtf？

The surrounding villagers looked confused?

"Mr. Ding. We're asking you to inscribe, what are you writing? We're going to be a temple. The patriarch said angrily.

Villager?

It's also an angry anomaly.

The fishing village is full of fishermen who rely on Songjiang to fish for their livelihood, and this temple is the temple that blesses them from the safety of the river.

But the gods are angry, how can they go out of the river to fish?

If you go out of the river, you have to be bitten to death by a water monster?

"Are you sure it's a temple?" Ding Jie said indifferently.

"Yes, this is the temple that blesses us with good weather and weather, as long as this temple is built, our village will rely on this temple to fish in the future. The patriarch said angrily.

"Huh. Ding Jie sneered.

He didn't argue, but pushed open the temple door and took a look at the structure inside the temple gate.

That's right, there is a statue of a god carved from golden silk nan wood in the main hall of the temple, which is the image of a big snake, unpainted, it should have just been carved and was 'built' together with the temple.

"God, then, let your gods punish me. ”

The villagers are ignorant, and he doesn't want to explain anything to these villagers.

Stand away, step aside, and distance yourself from the temple.

"Golden Crow Bomb!"

Activate mana and drive nuclear energy.

One by one, the golden crows rose into the air.

There are five in total.

Since you can't find the 'old gentleman', you will blow up this 'Jiang Temple'.

"Go. ”

The next moment, five bombs came out in unison and bombarded Jiang Miao.

Rumble!

There was an earth-shattering sound.

The mushroom cloud is angry.

In the sky above the Jiang Temple, there were bursts of black smoke.

The entire Jiangmiao was completely shattered and collapsed under the destruction of five golden crow bombs, and even the ground was blown out of a large pit of three or four meters.

The heat wave of the explosion dispersed in all directions, knocking some villagers close to the ground and rolling out more than ten meters away.

It took a long time for the villagers to react.

The Jiang Temple that was built with so much effort is gone?

Yes.

Five shells, solved.

"You, you, you. Patriarch Han and the villagers were so angry that they couldn't speak.

In the next second, those villagers copied the guys and surrounded Ding Jie, angry as if they wanted to kill Ding Jie.

"What, patriarch, villagers, don't I look like a god in your eyes?"

"Are you sure that ordinary people can have a god like me?"

"You are afraid of offending the gods of the Jiang Temple, aren't you afraid of offending me?"

Ding Jieyun was light and light, and he didn't take the villagers who surrounded him seriously at all.

"Are you really a god?" someone shouted in disbelief.

"I am. My mantra is, democracy, prosperity, harmony, friendliness..."

"Please recite these twenty-four words with me. ”

Ding Jie replied again.

Twenty-four words?

Find out about it, really ward off evil spirits.

Read more and write more.

"Look, how can there be a corpse underneath the crater?"

"What's going on? corpses, a lot of corpses. ”

"Hmm, the clothes those corpses are wearing, they seem to be from our village?"

"That's a lot, how can these corpses appear under the Jiang Temple?"

"This. What the hell is going on?"

"Patriarch, how can there be a corpse under the Jiang Temple?"

"Well, look, the corpse is bleeding. ”

"It's the river. Empty. It seems to lead to the bottom of the river. ”

"Snakes, lots of snakes. ”

Suddenly, some villagers seemed to notice that there was movement in the big pit that was blown out, so they walked towards the edge of the pit, but they never thought that they had found anything abnormal.

At the bottom of the pit, there were a lot of corpses and a lot of snakes.

Countless, dense, and terrifying.

"Dragon-shaped jade pendant?"

When Ding Jie heard this, she stepped forward and looked towards the bottom of the pit.

However, on a small platform at the bottom of the pit, he saw a 'dragon-shaped jade pendant'.

The dragon-shaped jade pendant was lying flat on the small platform, exuding bursts of yin energy.

No.

It's dead air.

Artifact?

Is this a ghost?

Is it maternal?

Infected in snakes?

"Golden crow bombs. ”

Activate the true qi and trigger the bomb.

Five more golden crows rose.

The next moment, five bombs were fired in unison.

Strike the target, the underworld.

Dongfeng Express, launch!

Rumble!

Again a mushroom cloud was heard.

A terrifying shock wave rose from the brilliant explosion.

I don't know how many villagers were swept away, and I don't know how many villagers died in this terrifying shockwave.

Click!

It was like something was broken.

Immediately after, the surrounding images shattered like mirrors.

The cold wind gusted, it was pitch black, and Ding Jie returned to the Jiang Temple.

It's night, it's still the night just now.

It was as if nothing had happened before, and it was peaceful.

Is the dream back to a hundred years over?

"Silky!"

Snake barking?

Suddenly, there was a sound of snakes screaming in the temple, getting closer and closer, closer and closer.

"Golden bell jar strengthened!"

Thirteen layers of protective cover are fired in unison.

"Huh. Something, what just happened is so real, am I really going back to more than a hundred years ago, or is it a fragment of history? ”

It's not the first time he's experienced something like this, the last time he was in the Back Corpse Village, something similar happened.

"I'm not looking for it. ”

"Get out. Blow up the temple directly and see if there is that dragon-shaped jade pendant at the bottom of the temple. ”

Just now in 'Dream Back to a Hundred Years', he clearly remembered that the dragon-shaped jade pendant was at the bottom of the river.

It must be a spiritual artifact, and there can be no mistake.

So, just blow up the temple.

Of course, his actions must be fast, the movement of the temple bombing is not small, and the officials and the masterminds behind the scenes will definitely find out about the movement and rush here.

Thinking of this, he immediately ran the 'Wudang Thunder and Lightning' and 'flew' towards the outside of the temple.

One second.

It only took a second for him to appear thirty meters away.

"Golden Crow Bomb!"

Rumble!

Five, Dongfeng Express launched.

Inadequate!

Five more.

Coacervation.

Dongfeng Express, launch.

In an instant, the moment-enhanced version of the Golden Crow bomb was launched towards Jiangmiao.

Then, a roar erupted.

In the dark night, the nuclear explosion was brilliant, and the Jiangmiao was lifted away, like the sun, illuminating the entire night sky.

At the center of the explosion, a super-large 'black hole' was blown out.

It's terrifying.

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