"What did you say?"

Su Heng stubbornly resisted the bull's victory, but the latter was startled.

"Isn't this iron chain the one that the Zhenwu Emperor is carrying in the Zhenwu Temple in our village? Hey, no, I've touched that chain, it's not cold at all, or is it in the refrigerator? ”

Niu Shengli asked with a puzzled face.

"True Martial Shrine? Chains? ”

Su Heng's body moved, and he disappeared directly into the courtyard.

"Brother Heng, wait for me."

Niu Shengli could easily guess where Su Heng had gone, and immediately chased after him.

Although Qingshuihezi Village is not large, there is also a shrine in the village, which is dedicated to the Zhenwu Emperor.

Every festival, there will be villagers who come to burn incense and paper, praying for the protection of Emperor Zhenwu.

Su Heng didn't think of this at first, just because, on weekdays, children are not allowed to approach.

Therefore, Su Heng was not impressed by this place.

However, when they were young, many children were naughty and didn't listen to adults, so they were dragged to the Zhenwu Temple and spanked hard.

Because there was no one around early in the morning, Su Heng directly pushed open the door and walked inside.

The statue of Emperor Zhenwu stands on the desk, and under him is a giant tortoise, which is said to be called Xuanwu.

And the Emperor Zhenwu has a sword in one hand and an iron chain in the other, although the material is different from the one in the hand of the burial angel, but the style is exactly the same.

Is it a coincidence?

Su Heng couldn't help but recall, at least in his cognition, as well as in various materials, there was no image of the True Martial Emperor holding an iron chain, it seemed to be unique here.

Obviously, all this is no coincidence, it should be said that it is an inevitability.

In the past, Su Heng had always felt that the village where his hometown was located was ordinary, and there was nothing unusual about it, if there was anything, it was poor.

But now, after a series of events, he doesn't think that way anymore.

Whether it is the burial of Tianxiang, or the incense keeper, or the burial of the angels of Niutou Peak, as well as this Zhenwu Temple, all of them indicate one thing.

That is, this small mountain village is not simple, and even hides a big secret.

"Brother Heng, you're running too fast."

Niu Shengli panted and followed, and then his gaze also fell on the left hand of the True Martial Emperor.

"Look, I'll just say it, it's really the same."

Niu Shengli said that it is obviously also a style, after all, this unique style is rare.

"Victory, have you ever seen a chain of this style anywhere else?"

Su Heng asked.

"Nope."

Niu Shengli thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"Well, let's go."

After Su Heng finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

"That's leaving?"

Niu Shengli looked confused, could it be that Su Heng came over just to take a look? He really couldn't figure it out.

However, the biggest advantage of Niu Shengli is that since he can't figure it out, he simply doesn't think about it.

Anyway, with Su Heng here right now, there is no need for him to use his brain.

Su Heng came all the way to the old village chief's house, and at this moment, white cloth had been hung on the wall and the gate.

There are also a lot of help in and out.

But as soon as Su Heng came, everyone seemed to have seen a bad star, and they all looked frightened and avoided it.

"Xiao Heng, are you okay?"

Su Xiang came out of the house when he heard the movement, and was relieved to see that Su Heng was fine.

"It's fine."

Su Heng glanced at Su Xiang, who immediately comprehended and took Su Heng to the house.

"I went to Niutoufeng last night, and I also met the murderer who killed the old village chief."

As soon as Su Heng spoke, Su Xiang, who originally didn't have much hope, immediately trembled, looking at Su Heng with some nervousness and expectation.

"It's just that his strength is stronger than mine, and another thing happened at that time, and before I could make a move, the other party disappeared."

Su Heng said again.

"What happened?"

Su Xiang couldn't help but ask.

"It's a figure that can't see clearly, dragging an iron chain in his hand, the style is exactly the same as the iron chain on the left hand of the Zhenwu Emperor in the Zhenwu Temple, and he claims to be the one who buries the angels."

Su Heng didn't hide it, and said it directly.

"Chains? Burial of angels? ”

Su Xiang keenly grasped the key inside, and couldn't help but start pondering.

It wasn't until a while that he woke up from his memories.

"I vaguely remember that when I was a child, I heard my father say a messenger, I don't know if it has anything to do with the person who buried the angel, and the Zhenwu Temple in the village has been passed down from generation to generation, although it has undergone many repairs, but the image of the Zhenwu Emperor should never change."

Although Su Xiang had worked hard to recall, he knew too little after all, and he didn't know if it was useful.

"Uncle Xiang, if I'm not mistaken, there are eight surnames in our village, right?"

Su Heng suddenly changed the topic.

"Yes, Su, Zhang, Niu, Mo, Cai, Jing, Feng, Shi, but now, the surname Feng is considered to have broken roots, and there is no inheritance, so there are still seven surnames left."

Su Xiang nodded and said the eight surnames.

"Uncle Xiang, have you ever thought about why we have eight surnames in such a small village? Isn't it too much? ”

After all, according to Su Heng's understanding, many villages have a unified surname, and then there are three or five, which is already a lot, and it is also a large village with thousands of households, and it is a merger of villages and villages.

But Qingshui Hezi Village doesn't know when it was handed down, as if it has always been like this.

"I remember the old man in the past said that there were originally only three surnames here, namely Su, Niu, and Feng, and later with the war, or other reasons, people continued to hide here and settle here, so over time, eight surnames were formed."

Su Xiang explained.

And this reason is also impossible to find fault, after all, in the past, when there was a war, they must have fled to remote places, so as not to be caught or killed.

On the contrary, like Qingshui Hezi Village, it can be regarded as a paradise.

It is easy not to be affected by war.

After all, this is not a place where soldiers must fight, and there is nothing worth grabbing, and there are few people and it is remote, so it is not worth wasting energy.

"Su, Niu, Feng."

Su Heng slowly chewed on the three surnames.

Since the Su family can be the incense keeper, do the Niu family and the Feng family also have the meaning of their existence?

The Feng family that has broken its roots and disappeared will not be mentioned first, so what about the Niu family? What's the difference?

"Uncle Xiang, in your impression, is there anything different about the Niu family?"

Su Heng asked directly, after all, Su Xiang was much older than him, and since he had been staying in the village, he must know more things than him.

"Niu family, a different place?"

Su Xiang pondered again.

"It seems to be a little, but I don't know if it's a coincidence."

"What?"

Su Heng immediately asked.

(Chapter 5!) ）