"Teacher Guan, I can't leave Meihui alone, why don't you let me go to Daiyu to save her?" Zhuge Yun was so angry that he kicked the wheelchair used by his grandfather.

"Just you and me, how can you beat Qu Zhendong? Now to save people can only be sent to death in vain! Guan Xuan knocked everything on the table to the ground, venting his grief over the loss of his father.

The two of them looked at each other speechlessly, and after a while, Guan Xuan spoke: "Let's all calm down, if we want to defeat Qu Zhendong, we can only find a more powerful helper!" ”

When it comes to helpers, the first person who comes to Zhuge Yun's mind is Luo Kang, but the rebelliousness that gushes out of his body from time to time instantly dispelled this thought.

"Who do you think we should turn to for help?" Zhuge Yun asked Guan Xuan.

"If you encounter something you don't understand, let's hang it up!" Guan Xuan said, reached out and took out three copper coins from Zhuge Yun's pocket, and cut his fingertips with the fragments of the dinner plate, dripped blood on the copper coins, and handed them back to Zhuge Yun.

"My blood can increase the accuracy of divination, you can try it!"

Zhuge Yun did not hesitate, threw the money on the dining table, and then observed it carefully as before.

"Hanging the elephant for the extract, the elephant refers to the southeast, which means gathering together, it seems that we can have a lot of gains!" Zhuge Yun said.

Guan Xuan took out his mobile phone and opened the map, and suddenly smiled: "What do you guess is the closest place in the southeast?" ”

Zhuge Yun sneered: "It's not that I haven't lived here, it should be Wuhou Temple!" ”

It is only 1,500 meters from Dashi South Road to Wuhou Temple, and Zhuge Yun and Guan Xuan walked for more than ten minutes to the door of Wuhou Temple.

Wuhou Temple is the first batch of key cultural relics protection units in the country, belonging to the Chengdu Wuhou Museum Cultural Heritage Protection Area, covering an area of 150,000 square meters, which is composed of four parts: Han Zhaolie Temple, Wuhou Temple, Huiling and Sanyi Temple, and is the only temple in the country where the monarch and the minister worship together.

Zhuge Yun and Guan Xuan bought tickets and entered the shrine through the security check, because it was the Midyear Festival, there were more tourists here than on weekdays.

Not long after, the first to come into view is the Han Zhaolie Temple.

The whole temple is red, the instrument is extraordinary, on the porch on both sides, there is the stone carving of Yue Fei's handbook "Out of the Teacher's Table", enter the main hall, the golden statue of Liu Bei, Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty, sits upright in the middle, the body is graceful and luxurious. Zhuge Yun smiled after seeing it and said, "This is far from Liu Bei's appearance!" ”

Guan Xuan knew that Zhuge Yun had seen Liu Bei's soul in the Ten Palaces of Mount Tai, and he was not surprised to hear this, he said: "I don't care what Liu Bei looks like, you better see if there is any helper we are looking for here!" ”

Zhuge Yun immediately opened his yin and yang eyes, and with the seven spirits that Jia Meng Zhenren had strengthened with ghost energy, his eyes were exceptionally clear, but despite this, Zhuge Yun had never found anything unusual in the main hall.

"There's nothing here, let's go and have a look at the back!" Zhuge Yun said.

Passing through the hall is the Wuhou Temple, there may be Liu Bei's hall in front, out of respect for the sovereign, the specifications of the Wuhou Temple are slightly smaller, but the many celebrity inscriptions on both sides of the gate highlight the important position of Zhuge Liang in Chinese history.

Among them, during the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, the couplet of Zhao Fan, who was the salt tea envoy of Sichuan at that time, can be said to objectively and comprehensively summarize Zhuge Liang's political and military achievements.

Shanglian: If you can attack the heart, you will eliminate it on the opposite side, and you will know that the soldiers are not belligerent from ancient times.

Downlink: If you don't scrutinize, you will be lenient and severe, and you will have to think deeply about how to govern Shu later.

Zhuge Yun looked at this couplet thoughtfully, then shook his head with a smile and said to himself: "There are many ethnic groups in Shuzhong, and there are many factions, how can it be controlled by attacking the heart and scrutinizing alone!" ”

Guan Xuan vaguely heard Zhuge Yun talking, so he asked, "What did you just say?" ”

Zhuge Yun scratched his head and replied, "I didn't speak!" You're hallucinating! ”

Guan Xuan didn't continue to investigate, he said, "Let's take a look at what's here, right?" ”

Zhuge Yun, who walked into the main hall, looked around with yin and yang eyes, and found that there was a faint immortal aura emanating from the back of Zhuge Liang's statue, so he and Guan Xuan took advantage of the tourists' inattention and stepped over the back of the statue brought by the isolation.

The two looked up, but they didn't notice anything unusual.

"The two of you are familiar with history at first glance, you are looking for the wooden nails that Zhang Xianzhong, the king of Daxi in the late Ming Dynasty, drove behind the statue of Wuhou!"

Zhuge Yun and Guan Xuan were startled by the sudden question behind them, and hurriedly turned around to look, and only after seeing that it was a scenic tour guide who spoke, they were a little relieved.

"Let's come out first, this is an area that is forbidden for tourists!" The tour guide continued.

Zhuge Yun and Guan Xuan hurriedly crossed the isolation zone and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, we just want to get closer to see the statue of Wuhou, and we have no other meaning." ”

The tour guide said with a smile: "The wooden nails behind the statue are said to have been pulled out by Zhang Xianzhong himself, and the holes left behind have been repaired as early as the Kangxi period, and the two of them can't see them now." ”

Zhuge Yun and Guan Xuan didn't know what they meant, so they had to smile awkwardly.

"Behind the Wuhou Temple is Huiling, which is the tomb of Emperor Zhaolie and his wife, but since the two are familiar with history, they naturally know that Liu Bei's real burial place is not here, but in Fengjie, Chongqing, if you are not interested, you can go to Sanyi Temple to visit, just don't violate the management regulations of the scenic spot." The tour guide kindly reminded them.

Zhuge Yun and Guan Xuan said yes again and again, and then left in disgrace.

"Just now the tour guide said that Liu Bei's body is not here, so who will be buried in Huiling?" Guan Xuan asked Zhuge Yun.

Liu Bei had four wives in his life, the first was Mrs. Gan, the biological mother of the later lord Liu Chan, who died soon after giving birth and was buried in Nanjun.

The second is Mrs. Mi, the sister of Mi Zhu, a heavy minister of the Shu Han Dynasty, in the battle of Changbanpo, in order to protect the young lord Liu Chan, she committed suicide by throwing herself into a well.

The third lady was Sun Shangxiang, the sister of Sun Quan, the emperor of Eastern Wu, and after Liu Bei's death, Mrs. Sun, who was under house arrest in Eastern Wu, committed suicide by throwing herself into the river.

The fourth is the queen established by Liu Bei in his later years, the sister of the general Wu Yi, but this queen has no emotional foundation with Liu Bei, so the world only knows the two wives of Gan and Mi and Sun Shangxiang, and the one buried in this Huiling should be the Empress Wu who is ignored by the world. Zhuge Yun counted carefully.

The two of them spoke, and then walked to Huiling, after Zhuge Yun opened the yin and yang eyes, he was so surprised that he almost screamed, he said to Guan Xuan: "There are five ghosts under this Huiling, let's go to the bathroom to hide in a while, and after dark, we will do a theory." ”

Soon after the sunset and the scenic spot closed, Zhuge Yun and Guan Xuan slipped out of the bathroom and paced in front of Huiling.

"These five ghosts seem to be bound by something, how can we get them out?" Zhuge Yun asked Guan Xuan.

Guan Xuan shook his head and said, "Are you Yangcha, or you should figure out a way!" ”

Zhuge Yun smiled bitterly and said, "It's really not certain whether I am yang or not now. But as soon as he finished speaking, a voice floated above their heads:

"What are you two going to do?"