Although General Meng didn't say it, Zimo was still very interesting, so he told General Guo.

"I have seen from some documents that there is a tree called Fusang Shenmu in Shushan, with red branches and yellow leaves, and this kind of tree is extremely large, the size of a courtyard."

"And I heard that there is a dragon guarding under this big tree, even in Shu Mountain, it is a rare treasure, as the saying goes, the tree moves to death, but this kind of tree has a strong vitality, even if it moves, although it is extremely large, as long as it is planted in time, it can still survive."

General Fruit listened quietly, although he was not well-informed, but he was also experienced, and when he saw Zimo say this, he couldn't help frowning, "If it's just like this, there's no need for General Meng Tian not to tell us, this is just a story at most." ”

Zimo smiled slightly, and continued: "There are other legends about this kind of tree, it is said that the sun god once inhabited here in ancient times, and it is also said that this tree can open the entrance to the gate of the Three Realms, the Three Realms, that is, the God Realm, the Underworld and the Human Realm. ”

"But this is also a legend, although it has never been realized since the day the legend began to circulate, but the people of Shushan have always believed that it is true."

The fruit general said "oh", this time he could see that Zimo had finished speaking, after hearing this, he didn't have much curiosity, he didn't have the curiosity of a child, nor the piety of the people of Shushan, so he laughed at it as a story.

Zimo didn't believe it and didn't care, what he just said was not made up by himself, it was said by Shi Lan in the original animation, if you guess it, maybe this is also the reason why the Yin and Yang family has always coveted Shushan.

The legend of this so-called Gate of the Three Realms still has a certain attraction to the Yin and Yang family.

In the end, General Fruit waved his hand boringly, "Forget it, brother, rest early, don't think about this matter, you have to hurry tomorrow." After saying that, the fruit general left and went back to his camp.

The corners of Zimo's mouth rose slightly, sure enough, no one believed it when I told you, although it was hard for Zimo to believe that there would be such a thing as "the gate of the Three Realms" in this martial arts world, but after all, this is the original words in the original book, and it seems that nothing is impossible in this world, after seeing the strength of Qin Shi Huang, Zimo feels that this gate of the three realms may really appear.

Regarding this Gate of the Three Realms, I don't care if he is true or not, pay attention after going to Shushan, you should be able to find some clues, and the great elder of Shushan also committed suicide after the destruction of Shushan, uh, it was not suicide, he first used some strange spells, and jumped off the cliff.

To this day, Zimo still doesn't understand why this Great Elder died, or what the meaning of his death was.

The time in the army was not very energetic, except for the hurry, before coming to Shushan, the Qin army had already explored the road, and there would be spies in front of the march, so it was rare to take detours.

After walking for more than ten days, the army is not far from Shushan, the people of Shu are simple, isolated from the outside world and rarely communicate, but even in Shudi, Shushan is a strange existence.

Shu is rich in products, fertile soil, water sources are also sufficient, the atmosphere of the common people is not the same as the Central Plains, after entering Shudi, in some small towns to find out a lot of news, but when people talk about Shu Mountain, there are both strange, and mysterious, and even many people are pious.

Zimo was sent by Meng Tian to find out the news from Shudi, knowing that he would not be defeated in a hundred battles.

Zimo rode alone to a small town, the town was not prosperous, passing by the street stalls could still hear the sound of passers-by and the vendors bargaining, and in the end it was the small vendor who sighed and sold it with a loss of blood.

There was an old man on the side of the road, his skin was the kind of brown yellow formed by the sun all the year round, his hair had long been gray, sitting on the side of the road, and there was a small basin in front of him, in which there were a few coins scattered and scattered, which was also the kind of "half a tael" commonly used in the Qin Dynasty.

The old man's face is always smiling, he has done a lifetime of hard work, and he can't do it at this age, so it is better to do some of this idle business, with the old man's knowledge, and tell a story at will.

Zimo led the horse to the old man's side, smiled gently, and then said: "Old man, I'm passing by, can you tell us about the legend of Shu Mountain?" ”

The old man looked up at the young man in front of him, Zimo was dressed as a scholar, and it was easy for people to have a good impression, the old man thought about it, and then began to speak.

"Shushan, guarding the peace of our side, with Shushan, disaster will not come."

People here are enthusiastic, Zimo has been asking here for a long time, many people just know this place in Shushan, but they can't say why, but looking at the old man in front of him, it seems that there is a play.

"It is said that a long, long time ago, demons and monsters came out of thin air from the sky, the land, and the sea, and the common people were so tired that they couldn't avoid it at all."

"These demons and monsters have ugly faces, they obviously look like people, but they have wings and fierce faces, and these ghosts and monsters also eat people! When they saw people, they ate, and the earth was suddenly full of blood. ”

As he spoke, the old elder's eyes flashed, and he glanced in the direction of Shushan intentionally or unintentionally.

The old man brought a bowl of water, took a sip, wiped the corners of his mouth, smiled, and paused for a while.

There are already a lot of people gathered around, and when they hear the ghost stories here, people are also very interested, and they are willing to listen to a story in their spare time, not to mention their local legends.

Some children took sugar gourds, followed the adults, and then happily gathered around the old man, regardless of the dust on the ground, just sat on the ground, smiling and waiting for the old man to tell a story.

"Gua Wazi, get up quickly, your mother hates you when your clothes get dirty!" The adult pulled him up, and the child pouted, but he didn't care, and he didn't give up his seat.

The old man who told the story was just waiting for the listener, and the more people he had, the more money he would give, and he would wait a little longer.

Zimo didn't urge him, the life of this ancient person was also very interesting, and he didn't want to break it, so he waited quietly.

After a while, the old man began to speak again, "In this world, the great savior will come!" ”