The reason why the Huang Ancestral Temple is a household name is because of a piece of history that has been circulated.

Just in time for the anti-Japanese period, there was a Taoist chief in the Taoist temple who led his brothers down the mountain to resist the Japanese, although in the end they all died under the enemy's guns.

However, this spirit still reverberates throughout the long history of aggression, and although decades have passed, it is still admirable.

I felt more and more surprised, it seems that according to the guidance in the old chief's letter, the Taoist temple that the middle-aged couple said must be the Huang Temple that they are looking for.

After a hurried farewell to the two, I finally arrived in an unknown bustling town in Shaanxi.

At this time, the money in his pocket was almost spent, and he bought a few clean old clothes at the stall, although they didn't fit so well after wearing them.

But compared to the way before, when he was almost unclothed and looked back from time to time, he was already much stronger at this moment.

Along the way, I wandered the streets in tattered clothes, and almost every passerby looked back at me.

Compared with the noisy big city, there is still a trace of the simplicity and prosperity of the mountain people, so that I have an indescribable liking from the bottom of my heart.

After several inquiries, I finally learned about the location of this Taoist temple with a long history and a very mysterious history.

But I didn't have any money, so I had to do odd jobs in the town, and I earned a few hundred dollars in a few hundred dollars.

Because he broke his hand, few people were willing to hire him, even when he was working.

A sense of inferiority that I had never felt before spread in my heart, and after finally scraping together the money for the journey, I finally embarked on the last journey to find the Taoist temple.

After boarding the dilapidated bus, I would even encounter a strange sight in my sleep from time to time.

It was as if he hadn't come out of the big tomb on the lonely mountain, and in the dim light, two black figures dressed in ancient and shabby clothes suddenly stood in the narrow tomb in front of him.

They stood side by side beside two giant stone coffins, quietly looking at themselves in the dark.

The words written on the walls about the owner of the tomb echoed in my mind once again, and this mysterious tomb owner actually dreamed of the memories of his past life when he was very young.

Although it sounded ridiculous, he relied on the clues in his dream to find a skeleton that was very similar to his body.

The owner of the tomb insisted that the skeleton was the body of his previous life, and even secretly buried the body with him when he was dying.

The walls that were supposed to be full of murals were somehow covered with black paint.

It's as if someone who has been to this tomb doesn't want the next person to see what is on the mural.

Halfway to the Huang Ancestral Temple, I had several such nightmares in my sleep, but when I woke up.

In front of me are still the buses that are constantly moving, and the passengers with large bags and small bags with tired faces.

Some of them have the same destination as themselves, thousands of miles away just to go to the Taoist temple to worship incense, or to seek wealth or children.

In this era of rapid social development, the world that I was familiar with ten years ago has quietly undergone earth-shaking changes.

I thought I would keep having nightmares like this, waiting little by little for the bus to reach the finish line.

Unexpectedly, on the first night I arrived at Daoguan Station, I had a strange nightmare again, and this dream made me reminisce to this day, and I still dare not forget it.

There were two drivers in the car who took turns driving, and the speed was not too fast as there were many rough mountain roads to be passed.

I leaned back in my seat, a little bit again unable to hold back my tired body and fell into a deep sleep.

However, the scene in the dream this time was different from the previous nightmare, and I seemed to return to the scene when the group of little devils had experimented in the underground fortifications in Xiangxi decades ago.

I stood with my hands tied, with a number of indistinct figures, as if I were in a huge abandoned warehouse, and the sound of heavy breathing came and went.

This feeling is really terrifying, although I am conscious, and even know that it is in a dream, I am still afraid that I will not wake up.

Then the door suddenly opened, and two men dressed in old Japanese military uniforms walked in.

They carried rifles on their backs, and their light green uniforms seemed to be covered with a thick layer of unwashed dust as if they had been deep underground.

Maybe because of the dream, I couldn't see everyone's faces clearly, but I was wearing a familiar gray leather jacket that made me wake up a little.

I feel like I'm going back to those two fat and skinny grave robbers who have a mysterious whereabouts decades ago.

At this moment, he was actually the tall tomb robber with a thin body, but there was only another strong fat man missing.

In the midst of his confusion, many Japanese soldiers in white coats entered the warehouse, some of them wearing glasses and holding notebooks in their hands, as if they were selecting qualified test subjects from the crowd.

I know that in the depths of Xiangxi's underground back then, those little devils had imprisoned a large number of captives and villagers for the study of inhumane biochemical experiments.

There are even many old people and children in Xiangxi, all of whom are unarmed innocents, but they were brutally hurt by the little devils, and finally became the ghosts that reverberated in the underground of Xiangxi.

Seeing that many Japanese soldiers walked into the crowd, they quickly separated the old and young women and children, and took many people with them.

Then the door to the warehouse was shut, and the whole environment was plunged into darkness again, and I only felt that there were many figures standing around, all of them trembling for fear that it would be their turn to be caught next time.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, following his gaze, he vaguely found two delicate figures in the crowd, they were all in tatters and even covered with whip marks.

There are even some unclothed people huddled in the corner, and the most important thing is that these two people actually look exactly the same.

I don't know why, my heart suddenly trembled when I saw this scene, I couldn't see everyone's faces clearly in this terrifying and weird dream, but the delicate figures of these two girls were so eye-catching.

I couldn't help but walk over a little bit, staring straight ahead with wide eyes, as if my heart had stopped.

This pair of sisters turned out to be twin monsters that I encountered in reality, but at this time they looked very embarrassed, and people couldn't help but feel distressed.

I still vividly remember the moment when the twin sister, who had saved her life many times, finally passed away at night in the mountains of Xiangxi.

What he told me in a cave.

I don't know why, but at this time, I saw them in my heart, and I had an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the iron gate was pushed open again, and many Japanese soldiers who were dressed up before rushed into the crowd and captured a group of people.

Although he was shunned by the other people who were trembling around him, this time the twin sisters were not spared.

The two of them curled up together, holding hands and frantically resisting the touch of the oncoming little devil, and looked at me for a moment when they turned their heads.

She screamed at me like she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

In this feeling, although I could not hear the sound, I could still feel the heart-rending wail.