For such a thing, Ling Lang also didn't pay too much attention to it. A person's heart will really change with the expansion of horizons, the improvement of ability, and the change of roles. And when it comes to change, it comes blatantly, making you irresistible and natural at the same time, and it doesn't feel awkward at all.

The price of not wanting to be an ant is that some people slowly become ants in your eyes, and they are also trampled underfoot. As for the psychological bottom line, sometimes it's just a thin fig leaf.

Ling Lang felt that he had really read too many books, and inexplicably felt that he was also quite ruthless.

After eating something, Ling Lang threw a stack of cards in his pocket into the trash, feeling that this was quite far away from the "street fight" just now, and there should be no trouble, so he found a small hotel to live in.

The next day, Ling Lang decided not to go back to the railway station to transfer trains, and after asking the innkeeper, he inquired about the route, and he went to the passenger station to get on the bus to the Changping ruins.

In the light swaying of the bus, Ling Langru sat on the cradle, and he liked this feeling a little. In fact, the soul people sleep relatively little, and they only need two or three hours of deep sleep every day to recover their vitality.

Along the way, there were no gangsters carjacking, no women from good families being bullied, and everyone had a fixed position. Ling Lang felt quite funny in his heart, nothing happened, as if he was not used to it, thought about it, and then fell asleep.

The ruins of the ancient battlefield of Changping are in Changping Village, ten miles north of Gaoping City, Shanjin. The range is very broad, from Skull Mountain and Ma'an Gully in the west, to Hongjiagou and Xingcun in the east, about 10 kilometers wide, from Danzhuling in the north to Mishan Town in the south, about 30 kilometers long. Between the east and west mountains, the valley area on both sides of the Dan River is designated as a protected area.

Gaoping is surrounded by mountains on three sides, the Dan River runs through the whole territory from north to south, the mountains and mountains are lofty here, the terrain is dangerous, and it has always been a place for soldiers to fight. The Battle of Changping covered most of Gaoping, involving more than 50 mountains, river valleys, passes, roads, villages and towns. Therefore, it takes a lot of energy and time to walk, of course, Ling Lang has already read the relevant information and determined his own itinerary.

A fierce war of that year was fought along both sides of the Dan River. Ling Lang walked all the way, there were high-rise buildings in the distance, and there was an embankment full of willows in the near distance, and the railway built in modern times was traversed and the roads were staggered, which had already covered up the bloody wind and rain of the year and the post road of those golden iron horses. It is said that since the first emperor "burned books and pit Confucianism", although there are many records in the history books of the past dynasties, it is only a passing mention, not only has there been no large-scale annual sacrifice for a long time, and even those dead souls seem to have been selectively forgotten. Of course, Ling Lang knew that this was just the surface.

Ling Lang first came to the arrow village where the two countries fought fiercely, and there are many murals on the side of the village road that greatly introduce the battle of Changping, which is named after the many arrowheads and bones that have been found.

From the tomb gate to the bone slope, then to the corpse village, then to the corpse pit, the valley of the car death, the bloody river, the skull mountain, the skull temple, and finally to the abandoned armor village, you don't need to really see the white bones, one by one shocking place names, you can remind people of the largest and most captured battle in the history of the Chinese Kingdom as a cold weapon era, how tragic the battle was back then, and the killing was as heavy.

No wonder some people will say: Under Changping, blood is flowing into a river, and the boiling sound is like thunder. Until now, people have dug open the soil layer in some places, the soil is still red, and the blood has infected countless souls, and the yin qi is extremely strong, and it seems that it is still telling the world about the cruelty and bloodiness of that war.

Under the First World War, the biggest rout was to throw away the armor. There is a dilapidated Ming Dynasty building in the abandoned village - Wenchang Pavilion, probably because the descendants hope that there will be no more wars and want to promote literature and suppress the military.

Ling Lang went to see the Changping Battle Ruins Exhibition Hall, which was no more than one floor high and no more than two hundred square meters wide, and looked like it was just a simple iron house. He even went to see the roasted tofu made in Taniguchi Village, which is said to be "eating white qi", but of course he didn't dare to really eat a piece of it curiously.

Taniguchi Village is located in a deep valley, surrounded by mountains, steep and deep ravines, with very narrow entrances and exits, and only one river path leading to the valley. During the Battle of Changping, more than 450,000 soldiers were killed here, so people still call it Killing Valley.

There are historical records, when Tang Xuanzong was the king of Lu, he passed by Gaoping, traveled to kill the valley, saw the white bones in the valley, the yin wind was rising, so he let people collect the remains, built the skull king temple in the valley, named the high mountain in the south of the village as the head mountain, and changed the killing valley to the provincial valley. It also mobilized many monks from Luoyang and Chang'an to come here as a water and land dojo, and overtook the soul day and night. Even the holy monk Tang Xuanzang, who came back from the West Heaven to learn scriptures, also came here and chanted for it for forty-nine days.

has been hated for thousands of years, and he is still "crying". The name of this thing is not good, but it has a lot of origin, the villagers pass it down, every rainy day late at night, you can hear countless ghosts crying "my head mile, my head mile". In order to break this matter, the people called this place crying, and it has been followed to this day. The locals later made this white tofu brain snack, and since then they have been "eating white" for generations to relieve their hatred.

An old man in the village said that the people in Taniguchi Village have the surname "Shen" - no matter what the original surname is, as long as they move here, they must change their surname to "Shen". Because "Shen" is the homonym of "God", except for God, who can "accept" those unjust souls all over the mountains?

And the Skeleton Temple in Gukou Village is also the main destination for the White Army Soul to let Ling Lang come this time.

After a rough swim down, Ling Lang saw that it was only afternoon, so he went to Daliang Mountain again.

Daliang Mountain, formerly known as Motianling, has strange peaks and beautiful scenery. In the battle of Changping in history, it was the command center, lookout and granary of the Zhao army, so it was named Daliangshan. North-south direction, belonging to the Taihang Mountains. Leaning on the Seven Buddha Mountains in the north, connecting Dinglin Temple in the east, the elevation of the main peak is more than 1,000 meters high, surrounded by pines and cypresses, it is a place where people must go to mourn.

There is an ancient temple built on the top of Daliang Mountain, there are 360 steps straight up, implying the number of Tiangang, and there is a huge statue of the famous general Lian Po in front of the mountain gate, what is the purpose, Ling Lang knows in his heart.

Bai Qijun did not climb the mountain with Ling Lang, saying that the "old man" should not meet for the time being.

Ling Lang purely wanted to remember the legacy of the old general who was "still able to eat", so naturally he would not force these things.

The statue of Lian Po, which is more than seven meters high, stands tall, with a helmet and armor, a robe lifted by the wind, standing upright according to the sword, looking forward, staring into the distance, as if he is still commanding the millions of male soldiers of the Zhao State. Sure enough: clear and dignified, strong and strong. Each wholeheartedly, handed as male and female. And Bi hired back, Michi is easy to pass. Bear the fear of Jing and push the work. Settle down and make a decision, quite a pastoral work.

Looking back at the past, reminiscing about the past: Shangdang Heights, overlooking Handan, how can Zhao State allow Qin to be involved? Zhao is reluctant, Qin will fight, the two countries have a showdown, and the outcome is unpredictable. It's just a battle in Changping, and the world is decided, but the old general has no power to return to heaven.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ling Lang did not stop and returned to a homestay at the bottom of the mountain. In the middle of the night, he controlled his soul body and came to the Skull Temple in Taniguchi Village in a blink of an eye.

The village of Gukou is adjacent to the village of Weicheng, which is said to be the place where the Zhao army was besieged by the Qin army, and Zhao Kuo died there. After the death of Zhao Kuo, the local people stole Zhao Kuo's body back and buried it on the Erxian Ridge in the north of the village, in order to make future generations not forget Zhao Guo, named Weicheng Village, and later changed to Zhaozhuang Village.

The skull temple is not tall and magnificent, sits in the north and faces the south, enters a deep courtyard, there are three main halls, east and west ear rooms, east and west wing rooms, and the mountain gate is low. It has long been in disrepair, with broken bricks and tiles, and overgrown with weeds.

When this temple was built, the person who presided over the "selection of the giant in the skeleton, the statue of the skeleton king", the later generations did not find the skull as big as a bucket, the world thought that it was a long time, lost early, and perished into dust.

But Ling Lang looked from a distance just now, under the pale white moonlight, the miserable white gables, the vermilion black temple gate, and there were two hexagonal windows open on both sides above the door. The whole small temple is clearly a huge skull, and the two small windows are the two eye holes of the skeleton, staring ahead. In that pupilless eye hole, Ling Lang could even see that there were still lingering grievances and deep unpaid attachments.

When he got closer, the two dilapidated red doors were closed, the original paint color had completely faded, and the mottled scratches on them seemed to be still whimpering, stating the bloody history of the past.

The door plaque is painted with gold on a blue background, and three big characters can be faintly seen - "Skull Temple", the night is like a curtain, shocking.

A rusty iron lock, hung on the door, and the red paper on both sides that has been beaten by wind and rain has long been white: "The Battle of Changping has a long history, and the development of tourism benefits the people", which makes people feel that this place is withered and desolate.

The door is locked, so naturally it is difficult for Ling Lang. He flashed into the temple and saw the knee-high weeds in the temple, as well as the corn and grains hanging in the side corridors, and couldn't help but sigh: this place was originally a battlefield, and the plain desert was wild. There are many wind and rain ghosts crying, such as in the ancient temple of Yingling. General Zhao has been hated for thousands of years, what does the Qin soldier mean to pass on to death again?

There are two statues of a man and a woman on the main hall of the Skull Temple. The male statue is white-faced and long-haired, the female statue is wearing Tang color clothes, and the tablet reads "King of Karma" and "White-clothed Master". In front of the statue there is a small desk, square, made of stone, but there is nothing but dust on it.

The courtyard is empty, and the cobwebs are weaving. There are no fresh fruit offerings, only people come.

"Alas......", with a soft sigh, the white military soul in civilian clothes stood in the hall.

"Bai Qi, is that you?"

A sharp voice sounded at the same time, and the indescribable resentment in the voice was so bitter that it made people feel like falling into an ice cellar, and they couldn't help but tremble.