"The soul returns, and it never returns......"

I don't know when, Xi'an began to spread the song of the past before the ancient era, and there was a vague rumor that began to spread in Xi'an.

"Ancient gods have awakened from their slumber, and myths will descend on a distant timeline......"

"The soul of the ghost of the capital will lead to the great emperor Miao, and he will establish a supreme underworld, attract the spirits of all beings, and reshape the reincarnation to reward the good and punish the evil......"

"Everything in the world has a spirit, it's not that it doesn't happen, the time has not yet come......"

The government officials did not care about this kind of "nonsense" that began to circulate inexplicably, after all, it is no longer the era of ghost and god beliefs.

Even in history, there have not been many people who have truly believed in the gods.

The ancestral hall incense that has been burning for thousands of years on the land of China, and the continuous worship is more of the ancestors, the ancestors who blessed the descendants, and the saints and sages who built the core of China's brilliant culture.

In addition, now that the way of science is popular in the world, and it is not allowed to become a fine after the founding of the People's Republic of China, how many people will believe in a so-called ancient song of the dead, as well as an unknown ghost emperor who has been fabricated.

What they didn't expect was that in their eyes, the rumors that had no "foundation" should soon be eliminated naturally in the "bad" external environment.

As a result, it was completely different from what they imagined.

The so-called rumors spread at a slow but firm speed, and in the process, there are not a few who are extremely firm, as if they are fanatics, and most of them are family-based......

Moreover, these families all seem to have died in the recent past......

Of course, before that, when the government officials had not noticed the last bit of strange law, the "rumors" in Xi'an had already spread.

……

In the library of Xi'an University, Ji Anlian strolled quietly on a certain floor and in a certain area, and the surrounding bookshelves were full of the same type of books.

"The Origin of Chinese Mythology", "The Immortal Genealogy of the Eastern Jin Dynasty", "The Origin of the Netherworld", "The Supreme Earth of the Houtu of the Law and the Law", "God and Hades"......

The collections in this area are collectively referred to in the school library's directory as: Religion, Mythology......

Ji Anlian was still holding a super-thick book called "The Secret of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang" in her arms, about a few pounds of super-thick books, her eyes were calm and solemn, looking at the books on the shelves and looking for them little by little.

"Do you master the Houtu God Position of the Netherworld?" Gently pulling out a certain book, Ji Anlian hugged them back to her seat.

A petite girl with short hair was already sitting in their seat at the moment, looking through a book of "Chinese Mythology" with a bored face.

Seeing Ji Anlian's approach, she asked with some curiosity: "An Lian, why are you suddenly so interested in myths and legends?" ”

"I just know that you used to like to stay with the general teacher, or you just read in the dormitory, and you went to some anatomy, surgery, and other things......"

Ji Anlian's face remained unchanged: "I already know almost the structure of physiology, and now I am more interested in the soul." ”

In general, when medical students take anatomy classes, they express respect for the body that selflessly dedicates itself and teaches them all kinds of knowledge about physiological structure.

That's right, Ji Anlian is a medical student, a freshman who has just entered college.

"Soul...... "Soul," the short-haired petite girl muttered speechlessly, "Modern medicine has not even completely broken the brain, let alone the soul theory that has not been proven so far." ”

“…… Do you have a suitable goal, such as brain and neurology? ”

"In terms of the values that are prevalent in society today, it is indeed a very reasonable suggestion." Ji Anlian's face did not become nodding, and her eyes were cold and deep.

"It's just that times will change, and soon people's perceptions will become completely different from before......

People gather by like, and things by groups.

Although the short-haired girl is not as good as Ji Anlian, she is also Zhong Ming's beautiful person, and she blinked in a daze: "An Lian, you are not crazy, are you?" ”

"This kind of speech as if it is a second disease, it is not at all like our great genius with extraordinary intelligence......"

Facing the short-haired girl's worries and some ridiculous words, Ji Anlian paused with her hand flipping through the book, and looked at her calmly.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, anyway, this matter should be known to the public soon."

"To be precise, there are already many people who know about it, but except for the real parties, no one else takes it seriously......"

"What's the matter?" The short-haired girl thought for a while and gave up decisively.

In view of the explosion of information in the information society, there are too many small and big hot spots that flood the Internet every day.

"The advent of the myth and the reconstruction of the underworld ......" Ji Anlian simply mentioned it, and didn't say much.

"Impossible!"

This is the first reaction of a short-haired girl, and it is also the standard response of ordinary people when they hear this kind of "feudal superstition" that occurs under "reality" and "science".

This is probably the instinctive denial, resistance, and terror of human beings in the face of things that are beyond their own three perceptions......

"I'm not going to lie!" As if anticipating the reaction of the short-haired girl, Ji Anlian had no surprise on her face, and looked at her silently, her eyes firm and serious.

"No......" said the short-haired girl in a somewhat confused voice.

She noticed the book in Ji Anlian's hand, and a paragraph of text came into view:

"The Emperor of Houtu is in charge of the Yin Division, ruling the Ten Palaces of Hades, maintaining the balance of Yin and Yang between heaven and earth, and the reincarnation of thousands of living beings.

Subordinate to the ten halls of the king of Yama, one of which is the king of Qin Guang......"

Ji Anlian no longer paid attention to the short-haired girl who was caught in the process of shattering and recasting the three views, and her eyes fell on the book, just seeing a certain paragraph.

"King Qin Guang?"

"Qin Shi Huang ......"

"Qinhuang Town Soul Street?!"

"Is it really just a coincidence?"

Lucky to get information from the father who became impermanent, Ji Anlian knows a lot of things, but she wants to know more things.

Do souls really exist? Is that really the soul of the father?

Or is it just a soul with the memories of a father?

Is it the real myth that descended, the rebuilding of the underworld?

If it is really just a god, why only build a soul town street in Xi'an?

Could it be that the power of the gods could only cover one area of the city?

Or is it just a conspiracy to get some lucky guy with unknown technology?

Using unknown means to obtain the consciousness and memories of the deceased, and fill them into a special life that resembles a soul in a way similar to intelligent programming?

If the memories and consciousness of all people are captured after death, how powerful will this person or organization be?!

There was a slight haze in the depths of Ji Anlian's eyes, and the so-called myth of the advent of the underworld suddenly appeared......

It's very mysterious, but there are too many doubts......