The name of Wolong Lake will make people think about it, it should be a poetic place with lakes and mountains, Fengyang is the emperor's hometown after all, and the place contaminated with dragon gas will inevitably give people all kinds of legends and allusions.

And this Wolong Lake is an exception, the female guide originally had the intention to take us along, to be exact, I wanted to bring Wen Zhuo to come, after all, it involves the Ming Fourteen Tombs, for the sake of prudence, we rejected the kindness of the female guide, Fengyang City west out of the city after about 30 kilometers west is the Wolong Lake mentioned in the mouth of the female guide.

When we stand here, we suddenly realized that the word lake is not too appropriate to use here, not a big pool, on the scenery is unsatisfactory, on the landscape has no merit, fortunately the water in the waterhole is crystal clear, this season a leaf knows that the autumn water surface is more withered leaves, when we arrived here, it just rained lightly, the autumn rain was hazy and the landscape was bleak.

There are fewer pedestrians here, there is a ridge in the distance, there is an old man carrying a burden from the lake, Xiao Lianshan stepped forward and politely asked the old man, where is the rumored City God Temple, the old man is dressed in a coat and hat, and the corner of his mouth is holding a cigarette stick.

"This old yellow calendar has turned far away, I heard my ancestors say that there was indeed a city god temple here, but I haven't seen it, you should be a foreigner, so you can toss in this place." The old man lit the cigarette stick at the corner of his mouth, and the spicy and pungent smell of smoke filled the air. "I heard that Grandpa Tai was born there, but most of it is a myth."

It's rare to meet a person in the know, we are standing under the tree, the wind and rain here are lighter, I asked the old man with a smile.

"You know a lot, tell me, how can it be a nonsense?"

"Grandpa Tai misses the old, ascended the throne and said that the emperor exempted the old Fengyang from taxes, when you come, you should see the four words on the city gate, Tai Grandpa does not forget the original, the Ming Dynasty will be this Fengyang is a good place, that is stained with dragon spirit, as long as there is a grace to the great grandfather are rewarded by the marquis, if the great grandfather is really born in the City God Temple, it is the place to save his life, with the temperament of the great grandfather, it is not a big construction, build a high hall."

"Zhu Yuanzhang didn't repair the City God Temple in Wolong Lake?" Xiao Lianshan asked curiously.

"Grandpa." The old man glanced at Lian Shan with a smile, and his tone was a little uncomfortable, that was the deep-rooted pride of Fengyang people, and even the title of this wind and rain for hundreds of years revealed the superiority of the superior.

"Hearing you say that, Grandpa Tai has never been here?" Wen Zhuo was much more clever than Xiao Lianshan, so he hurriedly changed his words and asked.

"No, if you really have come, this is a big event in Wolong Lake, then there is no archway, the ancestral hall has to burn high incense, I am this age, anyway, I have never heard of it, as for the old generation's mouth, it has not been mentioned."

"Wolong Lake?! There should always be some allusions to Wolong Lake here, and this is also the ancestral home of the great grandfather, and this dragon word is not something that can be used casually. I thought about it and asked very seriously.

"What is Wolong Lake, hehe, it's actually Woniu Lake." The old man smiled as he clicked the cigarette stick at the corner of his mouth. "There used to be a lot of water and grass here, and the cow-grazing babies were herding cattle by this waterhole, and the grandfather is said to have been here, and he is still sleeping here, no, the grandfather is the emperor, and the waterhole is also stained, and the cow will become Wolong Lake."

After asking for a long time, there is nothing of value, most of them are rumors, and there is no way to verify them now, so I asked the old Han where the City God's Temple is.

"The temple is really gone, anyway, I haven't seen it since I can remember." The old man took off the cigarette stick from the corner of his mouth and pointed ahead. "You walk along Wolong Lake, past the mound in front, there is a very spacious earthen dam, the village once built a barn there, it is said that the ancient bricks were dug out when it was built, and then many experts came, saying that it was the Ming Dynasty but there is nothing rare, it is said that there was once a temple, and it is inferred that it is a city god temple."

We thanked the old man and followed the direction he had instructed, and sure enough, after going around the mound we saw a spacious earthen dam, the building on which was a simple barn, but it was deserted, and a few children were playing hide and seek in the abandoned barn, and the children did not know that it was cold in the autumn rain, and the adults in the distance were angry and called them back.

Soon we found a bare and broken adobe brick in a barn, I took it in my hand and looked at it for a long time, it was a floor tile fired in the Ming Dynasty, mostly used for paving very common things, to see the soil here has been excavated, but there is no restoration and construction, presumably the ancient buildings here are not too far-reaching.

"There used to be a temple here, and it's huge."

The voice came from behind me, Gu Xiaotian, who was silent along the way, said to me calmly, I hurriedly looked back at him, Gu Xiaotian picked up a broken piece of Ming Zhuan from the ground and said with emotion.

"Many years ago, many years...... I don't even remember it, I've been to this place with him. ”

"Wei Yong has been here before?!" I stood up in surprise and looked at Gu Xiaotian.

"There used to be a city god temple here, but it is far from the scene you see now, here used to be a palace, magnificent and solemn, and it has also experienced vicissitudes for many years."

Gu Xiaotian walked out of the barn as he spoke, the autumn raindrops fell on his body and were extremely killing, we followed behind Gu Xiaotian, he seemed to be tracing the bits and pieces of the past in his memory, and then stopped in a place where the grass was overgrown, squatted down and brushed the grass with his shriveled hands.

"Today, only two monuments and stone men and stone horses remain."

We look for prestige in the past, in the grass exposed a broken stone stele, the words on it are also broken, vaguely can recognize the two words of the God's Temple, next to the severed head of the stone man and stone horse, see here we all understand, here once really had a city god temple, according to the description of Gu Xiaotian, here in the past lush Wang Qi connected to the altar, the clouds around the Qiankun to get a big view, how brilliant and magnificent it should be, and now it is a desolate monument vine grass, stone horse lying in the palace.

Seeing the expression on Gu Xiaotian's face here is obviously more melancholy than any of us, I may be able to understand his current mood, looking at it, this once glorious City God Temple in this autumn wind and drizzle, like a vivid ink painting, in the distance that clusters of pine and cypress, wild flowers and vines, swaying with the wind and rain, rustling, such as telling the rise and fall of history, that pair of stone people and stone horses, broken monuments, let the wind and rain erod, tears, like crying to tell the tragic encounter.

I was inspired by the decadent scene in the autumn rain, but I was stunned for a moment, my mouth slowly opened, the road was muddy in the autumn rain, I took a few steps forward in a daze, and fell to the ground without giving up, Xiao Lianshan helped me up, I didn't have time to care about the wet mud on my body, and raised my hand to measure the surroundings.

"Brother...... What's wrong? Xiao Lianshan looked at my expression and was suddenly shocked and puzzled, and asked curiously.

I didn't answer him, I turned around and found a higher barn, stumbled to the top, stood on top of the barn, let the autumn rain drench my body, I slowly moved my body to look around.

"When I met you in Jinling, you boarded the boat to watch the sky because you found that Jinling had a royal spirit, so you were curious, so we met unexpectedly." I suddenly said thoughtfully to Wen Zhuo behind me.

"That's right...... Speaking of which, if I hadn't been curious, I wouldn't have boarded your boat, I wouldn't have eaten your crabs, and then ...... That's it. Wen Zhuo curled the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly, looking very helpless. Why, you know you owe me, hehe. ”

"You said that the royal spirit of Jinling has been broken for a thousand years." I didn't have time to joke with Wen Zhuo, so I asked seriously.

Wen Zhuo looked at my expression and knew that I must be thinking of something now, so he put away his cynical smile and replied seriously.

"Emperor, it's a little funny for you to ask this, but you sent someone to whip the mountains and cut off the sea, extinguishing the royal spirit contained in this Jinling, and now you still ask me, hehe, I don't know how to answer you."

"I'm really a man...... No, Ying Zhengzhen sent people to break the royal spirit of Jinling? I asked, frowning in surprise.

"Okay, how do you ask about this, I am not good at feng shui, but I have heard a little about Jinling feng shui, Jinling, known as the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties in history, also known as Moling in the old days, its Jinling, Moling's place name, itself is related to feng shui." Wen Zhuo looked at me and said solemnly. "Jinling is surrounded by mountains and rivers, there is the danger of the Yangtze River in the north, the wealth of Suzhou and Hangzhou in the south, Zhongshan Longpan, the stone tiger, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it has always been praised as a place of beauty."

"I have also heard of this, and there have been records of this in ancient books, the earliest can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period when the Warring States princes fought for hegemony, it is said that King Chu Wei destroyed the neighboring Yue Kingdom, and then buried gold in today's Purple Mountain and Shogunate Mountain, in order to suppress the king's anger." I took a few steps back and forth, rubbed my forehead, and muttered thoughtfully. "Because there are often purple clouds lingering on the top of the Purple Mountain, like the spirit of a king, King Chuwei buried gold, just to suppress the king's spirit here, and since then it has been known as Jinling later."

"You have indeed broken the royal spirit of Jinling." Gu Xiaotian said in a steady voice.

I looked back at him, among the few of us, maybe he was the only one who knew the truth best, Gu Xiaotian said with a blank face.

"You have sent someone to dig through the Fang Mountain, break the square ridge, and then lead the Huai water into the Yangtze River, vent its vigorous atmosphere, the purpose is to break the royal spirit of Jinling, this diversion of the Huai water into the Yangtze River will lead to a Qinhuai River, after that, Jinling has the name of Moling again. The straw is wiped out, implying that the once royal spirit of this place has been wiped out. ”

"It is precisely because Jinling has broken the king's spirit, so even if Jinling is the ancient capital of the six dynasties, no dynasty is long-lived." Wen Zhuo nodded and replied in the affirmative.