Xiao Qi slowly moved two steps forward and stood in front of the word "Feng Wan".

She reached out and gently stroked the stone with her name inscribed.

In this world, I am afraid that whoever sees his tombstone while he is alive will feel a little strange.

These cemeteries for the living are no different from other cemeteries where the dead have been buried, and this is perhaps the strangest thing about it.

There are no small mounds, no epitaphs on the stone tablets, no dates of birth and death of the dead......

Some are just lonely names.

These names tell later generations that in the past 400 years, there have been people who were born and buried in Si, and this stone tablet is the evidence.

These silent stone tablets made Xiao Qi feel an inexplicable tremble.

Old Madam Feng spoke softly again, "No matter where you marry or how far away from home, the daughters of the Feng family will eventually come back and come back here." On Daizong Mountain, there will always be a place for us. ”

Xiao Qi looked at her aunt, "...... But why is everyone buried here? ”

Old Madam Feng smiled, "You'll know later." ”

Xiao Qi frowned, "How long will it take?" ”

"Maybe soon," the old man's voice carried some kind of elusive zen, "maybe for a long time." ”

Feng Yan nearby didn't know why, and suddenly felt that this scene seemed to have happened before.

She pondered for a moment, and quickly reacted - not long ago, outside the small building, there had been a similar conversation between her and Wei Xingzhen, and Wei Xingzhen's answer at that time was equally ambiguous.

"Okay, I know......" Xiao Qi exhaled on the side and muttered, "It turns out that Sister A's skills in selling guanzi were all learned from my aunt." ”

Feng Yan suddenly smiled.

The three of them continued on their way, eventually coming to a statue of a god.

The statue was surrounded by a light veil, and from a distance I could only see a thin old woman sitting on the lotus platform, with her hands in front of her abdomen, posing as a mudra of the throat chakra.

Feng Yan stepped forward and bowed, and Xiao Qi also followed her sister's example.

"This is the Statue of the Holy Ancestor." Old Madam Feng said softly, "She is also the first person to be buried here. ”

Feng Yan quietly looked at the old woman on the pedestal, her eyes were as sad and joyless as the Buddha, as if they were full of compassion and indifference.

"If you want to talk about martyrdom, the Holy Ancestor is the real martyr." Old Madam Feng said softly, "At the beginning of the founding of the dynasty, the Spirit River almost flooded on Daizong Mountain. It was the Holy Ancestor who used the mountains as his seal and sank the river with his life to keep the peace of this side of the water and soil......"

Xiao Qiyi was at a loss for a moment, and it wasn't until Feng Yan on the side whispered to her what Linghe was, that she suddenly nodded in understanding.

"The reason why my Feng family's daughter has the honor of burying Daizong Mountain is also because of this." Old Madam Feng looked at the statue, "Our Feng family, since then, as the retainers of the Zhou family, has been loyal to their duties for generations and assisted the royal descendants. ”

"So what Sister wants to deal with this time is the martyr who wants to reawaken the Spirit River?"

Old Madam Feng shook her head, "It's not that troublesome. ”

Feng Yan also looked at the old man, "Since you sent me up the mountain, the other party must not be a 'person'." ”

"Hmm." The old man nodded, a slightly sly smile on his face, "It's a demon, and it's a big demon." ”

Feng Xiaoqi frowned, she still couldn't understand the meaning of her aunt's "not so troublesome" and "presumably the other party is not a 'human'" in her sister's mouth - no matter from what point of view, isn't it easier and easier to deal with people than to deal with demons?

"These martyrs are indeed very smart," the old man said softly, "If it weren't for Shen Qian's accidental discovery of the underground tunnel, maybe the matter of attracting spirits would have really ......been done by them."

"What the hell did they do this time?" Feng Yan asked softly.

"They used the double sacrifice method." Old Madam Feng said softly, "First feed the demon in Daizong Mountain, and then order this demon to sneak into Luoyang along the underground spiritual path - the demon can rely on its own brute strength to instantly cast a formation that gives birth to the Spirit River in the underground of Luoyang City, and there is no need to complete the underground formation first and then attract the spirit like when he was in Chang'an." ”

Feng Yan nodded, "But even with brute force, it is not easy to sneak into Luoyang without the monks being aware of it, and to forge a formation in an instant. ”

The old man smiled, "So, it's a big demon...... Maybe it's going to be trickier than the last one. ”

Feng Yan lowered her eyes, "Pseudo-Luan is not tricky. It's just that I don't understand, where are they going to find a big demon who is willing to lay down his life for this kind of thing? ”

"Maybe you used some special demon control method...... "The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, "Or maybe you'll know when you subdue that monster." ”

"Is it enough to just subdue that monster?" Feng Yan was still a little unsure, "Don't have any other requirements?" For example, if you want to leave a part of your body—"

"No," the old man whispered, "don't leave anything of it, that's all they have, the last bit of hope, every piece of flesh and bones, be destroyed." ”

"I see."

"This time, let Wei Xingzhen go with you." Old Madam Feng said softly, "In case there is another accident in the Wei Mansion a few days ago-"

"No, you don't." Feng Yan shook her head, "There won't be any more accidents like this." ”

"How can Ah Yan be sure?"

Feng Yan whispered to her aunt about the inspiration she had received when she was in the Wei Mansion before, and what she had seen in her dream last night, and the old man frowned when she heard it.

"This dryad has been coming at you from beginning to end?"

"Hmm."

"Did it mention why?" The old man asked in a low voice, "Why is it so desperate for your life?" ”

Feng Yan shook her head, "I don't know." ”

"It never mentioned any clues to you?"

Feng Yan's expression was calm, "No." ”

The old man paced and pondered with some concern—malicious thoughts can be brought into dreams.

It has a way to sneak into Ah Yan's dream, as long as it does it again according to the previous method in the Wei Mansion, what is so strange about taking her life?

"So...... It seems that it is indeed a little poor in donkey skills. ”

"Yes, and Daizong Mountain is vast and clear, not a place where you can hide dirt and dirt." Feng Yan said softly, "Even if it really wants to play the old tune again, it can't hide it from my eyes." ”

"In that case, let's do what you think." Old Madam Feng said softly, "I will tell you the location of the hinterland of the martyrs......"

Xiao Qi couldn't help but prick up his ears, but saw his aunt holding Feng Yan's right hand.

Their right hands clasped tightly together, and then they both closed their eyes and remained silent.

In the silent cemetery, Xiao Qi could only hear his own heartbeat.

After a moment, Feng Yan's eyes suddenly opened.

“…… I see it. ”