The two cars, which together have a market value of no more than 10,000 yuan, got off the highway after several turnovers and drove into Hanwang Town.

Hanwang Town is the territory of Ziyang County, located at the southern foot of the Qinling Mountains, north of Daba Mountain, and in the upper reaches of the Han River. The town has a long history, the folk customs are simple, and the famous snack steamed pot is even more famous.

The five of them settled in a homestay, simply packed their bags and went out together. Smell the smell of food, follow the flow of people, and the streets are lit up everywhere, and it is very lively.

"The Zhenwu temple fair in the drum platform of Hanwang Town has a history of more than 500 years, and is held every year in August, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims who go up the mountain to worship. Zhenwu Emperor, full name: Zhentian Zhenwu Ling Yingyou Holy Emperor. Legend has it that Zhu Di, the king of Yan, launched the "Jingyan Change" and seized the throne, and in the whole operation, the Zhenwu Emperor had appeared to help, and since then, the Ming Dynasty officials and people have built a large number of Zhenwu temples, and the Zhenwu Emperor has been highly respected by the people. While taking pictures, Bai Zhenting explained the local cultural history to Luo Kang and others, like a tour guide.

"I've read it in martial arts novels, and the Wudang faction is the Emperor Zhenwu." Chen Zhiyu said.

"That's right, the Emperor Zhenwu is the god of the north, the spirit turtle and the snake are beside him, and people who practice martial arts think that the Emperor Zhenwu uses the turtle as a shield and the snake as a sword, which is an image of a martial artist, and over time he is endowed with the vest of the martial god." Lin Zi said.

A few people walked and chatted and ate, and while filling their stomachs, they arrived at the foot of the drum platform.

I saw that under the afterglow of the sunset, in the midst of the incense, a simple temple towered on the top of the mountain hundreds of meters high, and the red light lingered, like a fairy pavilion.

Bai Zhenting hurriedly took out his camera to take pictures, and then said to everyone: "This drum platform has more origins, according to legend, Huang Chao, the leader of the Tang Dynasty rebel army, once beat the drum here to command the army, so it was named the drum platform." During the Song Dynasty, the founder of the southern school of Taoism, Zhang Pingshu, a real person of Ziyang, feathered into an immortal in the immortal cave on the shore of the Han River, so Ziyang County got its name from this, and on this drum platform, in addition to worshipping the Emperor Zhenwu, there is also a temple of Ziyang Zhenren. Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals, also listened to Zen Master Huanglong here, and left a poem in the upper hall of Xuantian Palace:

Abandon the floating bag and break the harp,

Now I don't love mercury in gold.

Since the first sight of Huanglong,

I regret my wrong intentions. ”

Luo Kang heard that this place had something to do with Huangchao again, and he was uneasy, so he said to Bai Zhenting: "Brother Bai, it's not too early for you to see the sky, why don't we go back!" ”

Bai Zhenting looked at his watch and said to Luo Kang: "It's my negligence, if you are tired, please go back, I have to hurry up the mountain, it is said that in front of the Zhenwu Temple, there will be a performance of the gods in the evening, I want to shoot some materials, forgive me for being rude, go first!" ”

With that, he went up the stairs and up the mountain.

"Forget it, let him go, I don't like this place too much, it's Huang Chao, and it's Lu Dongbin's, now when I hear the names of these people, I feel that something is going to happen, let's go back and sleep, let's leave early tomorrow morning!" Zhuge Yun said.

Luo Kang and the others accepted his suggestion and went back to the B&B to rest without mentioning it.

Speaking of Bai Zhenting alone, after more than half an hour of trekking, he finally arrived at the square of the True Martial Palace. He took pictures around with his camera, recording the inside and outside of the True Martial Palace.

Even though it was already dark, there were still hundreds of pilgrims in the square waiting for a moment of worship to the gods.

After a burst of gongs and drums, a masked man with a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand walked out of the entrance of the hall. Needless to say, this person is playing the role of Emperor Zhenwu.

The Emperor writhed from side to side, looking particularly eerie in the foggy atmosphere created by the dry ice. When he was young, many actors playing imps ran out from both sides of the main hall, kneeling around the emperor and bowing reverently.

Seeing this, the pilgrims in the square also bowed down one after another.

"This traditional culture has both essence and dross, and if the sacrifice is too much, it will not be good to evolve into feudal superstition." Thinking like this, Bai Zhenting picked up the camera, ready to record this moment, and planned to go back and publish it in the magazine to criticize it.

But not far in front of him, a man suddenly stood up and howled hoarsely at the Emperor Zhenwu, the howl was like killing a pig, piercing but I couldn't understand what he was shouting.

This person blocked most of Bai Zhenting's shots, Bai Zhenting couldn't react, but he still pressed the shutter, and the flash flashed out.

"It's so unfortunate to have encountered such a neuropathy!" He muttered in a low voice, thinking that no one would hear him, but the person who stood up turned around and looked at Bai Zhenting viciously.

Bai Zhenting is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and immediately responded with an international gesture, and then he lowered his head and fiddled with the camera, wanting to delete the photo he had just taken.

"Ahh So is that going to happen?" When he saw the photo, he was shocked, the person blocking the camera was not in the photo at all. Bai Zhenting hurriedly raised his head, and the big living person who was clearly standing there just now disappeared.

After the performance, the pilgrims went down the mountain one after another, and only the staff of the Zhenwu Hall and the actors just now were dealing with the aftermath.

Bai Zhenting saw that the actor who played the Emperor Zhenwu took off his mask and revealed his true face, it was an old man with gray hair, he hurriedly took out a voice recorder and stepped forward to interview.

"Hello old man, I am the intern editor of Sanqin Humanities Magazine, my name is Bai Zhenting, may I ask what story content you performed just now?"

"Hello, what I performed just now was the story of Emperor Zhenwu guarding the door in the yang world." The old gentleman seemed to have no one to talk to him for a long time, so he explained the origin of the performance just now.

The story goes like this:

As early as the Western Zhou Dynasty, the world respected Taoism, whether it was the royal family or the common people, and many people often forgot their own work when they were fascinated by it.

Once, a minister reported to the king of Zhou that whenever he listened to a Taoist speech, the north gate of the capital was unguarded, which was very dangerous.

When the king of Zhou heard this, he did not punish the generals who defended the city, but sent the prince to guard the north gate instead of him when he was preaching in the dojo.

The foreign enemies who coveted the throne of the Zhou Dynasty grasped this situation, so they took advantage of the lecture to attack the north gate.

The crown prince of Zhou resisted desperately, killed countless enemies, helplessly guarded, alone, the north gate was quickly breached, and after the prince was seriously injured, he was beheaded by the enemy and was broken abdomen.

The crown prince is a burly man with strong martial arts, although he is capable of thousands of enemy troops, but after he dies in battle, he has no head and an open belly, and his resentment is difficult to settle.

So the soul ran to the Nine Heavenly Realms and directly complained to the Jade Emperor about the grievances in his heart.

He said: "It was not me who guarded the north gate of the capital, but the general who listened to the sermon every day and left his post without permission. ”

When the Jade Emperor heard this, not only did he not redress the prince's grievances, but instead transferred this general who liked to learn Taoism to the heavenly realm, so that he could guard the North Heavenly Gate from then on.

And this general was the later Emperor Zhenwu.

The old gentleman was still unsatisfied, and he still wanted to tell the story of Emperor Zhenwu helping Zhu Di become emperor, Bai Zhenting excused himself to go back to catch up with the manuscript, and politely rejected the old gentleman's good intentions.

"It's okay, I'm afraid it's dawn when I hear another story." Bai Zhenting, who went down the mountain alone, muttered.

He took out his mobile phone, looked at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock, and just wanted to call the B&B and ask them not to lock the door, but the mobile phone was turned off again.

"The battery of the Apple phone is terrible! Pay your salary next month, and buy Huawei at high and low. ”

But as soon as the words fell, a sudden gust of wind struck, blowing the rustling of leaves, Bai Zhenting couldn't open his eyes, and he couldn't stand steadily, so in order not to fall and roll down the stairs, he had to grope and grab a tree on the side of the road.

"This brother, do you want me to be the last one?"

Bai Zhenting was shocked, there was no one around just now, who was talking?

He looked around, but still couldn't find anyone.

At this time, Bai Zhenting suddenly felt that his hand was touched by something, he was covered in a cold sweat, and hurriedly withdrew his hand from the tree.

It turned out that he was not holding a tree just now, but a man standing on a stone.

Bai Zhenting raised his head slowly, this person was only wearing a pair of thin white pants that couldn't be thinner.

Looking up: No belt.

Look up again: no top, the vest line is really good.

Keep looking up: How is it pitch black?

Still looking up: headless.

Headless!?

Bai Zhenting saw the end, his scalp was numb, his qi and blood flowed backwards, and after feeling a burst of tinnitus, his eyes were black, and he fell to the side of the road.

"Let you spoil my good deeds! This is retribution! If I don't kill you, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart, I have no head, I let you have no head! ”

This thing muttered alone, so he took out a rib from the hole in his chest and stabbed it directly at Bai Zhenting, who fell to the ground.

"Rest hurting me!"

Suddenly, a spirit jumped out of Bai Zhenting's body and kicked the headless thing eight feet away.

"What are you? Hurt people here for no reason! The spirit questioned the headless monster.

"I never kill people for no reason! Just because this person spoiled my good deeds! I must kill him! The headless monster said angrily.

The spirit then asked, "What is wrong with him?" ”

"I am the prince of the Zhou Dynasty, when I was alive, I became the substitute ghost of Zhenwu, so I have been staying here, hoping that one day Zhenwu will come to Fan, I will reason with him. But as the years went by, my soul was eroded by the yang energy, and I became an evil ghost, and I suffered a lot. And today, Zhenwu was about to possess the person who pretended to be him, and I got up and was just about to find him to theorize, who would have thought that this mortal would scare Zhenwu away with a strong light. I've been waiting for him for two thousand years! Two thousand years! You say this mortal deserves to die! Ghostmar said with an almost growl.

"He's damn it...... Wrong...... You still can't kill him! The soul said loudly.

"If I can't kill him, how can I let you put your beak in it?"

With that, the ghost pulled out another rib from his chest and struck at the ghost at great speed.

The ghost was calm, pulling out his sword from his waist and easily defusing several of the ghost's attacks.

Seeing that the attack could not be rushed, the ghost jumped out of the ghost's attack range and thought about a strategy to outwit.

It looked up and down at the ghost in front of it, which was different and comparable to itself.

The Qin-style armor on his body glowed with blue light, and the unclear facial features under the battle helmet were also reflected in a dark blue, and a long beard hung down on his chest, and the breeze skimmed, revealing a golden orb on his chest.

Seeing this, the ghost was surprised and said, "This ...... Could it be the Martial God Soul Bead? You...... Are you?"

The soul said: "Human slaughter - white rise! ”