Chapter Twenty-Seven: Late Night Strange Tales
"Comrade Xia is also from Fengyan County?" After explaining the trivial matters, Yang Zhongwei had the elegance of appreciating the night view of the river breeze when he was free.
"Sort of." Xia Yanru replied lightly, not to speak, with her current household registration, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is from Fengyan County.
Yang Zhongwei raised his eyebrows, a little curious about this answer, but he knew how to get along, so he didn't choose to dwell on such a trivial matter, and instead talked about what happened in Fengyan County recently.
I have to say that Yang Zhongwei is a person who knows how to chat, and some small things that are obviously not surprising, after his polishing, will not make the audience feel bored.
“...... Therefore, I don't know when this legend has been spread in our county, in fact, if you want me to say, this legend is not exclusive to Fengyan County, after all, Yanwen Mountain spans several regions. Yang Zhongwei is defining the legend of Yanwen Mountain that he just said.
"It's not that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the control of feudal superstition was very strict, how can these legends still be allowed to circulate?" Xia Yanru listened to it with great curiosity, these legends with some mythological colors, she used to like to listen to the most.
"Of course, feudal superstitions are unacceptable, but these legends have a long history, as long as everyone in Fengyan County knows them, so no one will communicate with them on weekdays." Yang Zhongwei smiled, if it weren't for the show of goodwill, he wouldn't have searched his stomach to think about these long-sealed legends.
Obviously, Yang Zhongwei has already touched some of Xia Yanru's preferences, this legend of gods and ghosts is probably one of them, fortunately, Fengyan County, which is located in the southwest border, does not dare to say that there are many legends about these.
The black line hidden at the end of Da Xiang not far away, he never expected that Xia Yanru, who looked steady and composed, would have a different interest in these boundless legends of gods and ghosts, not to mention that he didn't see it, when Yang Zhongwei's topic began to involve these legends, Xia Yanru's eyes obviously had a lot more interest.
For the rural children who have lived in the countryside since childhood, Daxiang didn't hear the old man tell those stories of gods and ghosts when he was a child, but since he joined the army, Daxiang has long scoffed at these gods and ghosts, and now listening to Yang Zhongwei's description, he just thinks that the people in Fengyan County are probably quite boring.
If there were gods and ghosts in this world, then those shameless invaders should have been punished a long time ago, rather than sacrificing the lives of so many compatriots to clear the shameless people from the land.
"Speaking of which, there is a very special legend in Fengyan County, but this legend has not been circulated among the people, and those who know it are some big families in Fengyan County." Seeing that Xia Yanru was very interested in the stories she told, Yang Zhongwei's eyes rolled, and he immediately remembered a legend he had heard a long time ago.
"Oh, and this?" Xia Yanru's tone was slightly surprised, God knows that since she encountered the end of the world, encountered rebirth, and encountered time travel, she really believed in some nonsense legends in the eyes of others.
She had long since gone from being a proper atheist to a theist, and even felt that her experience was no different from the miracles of various legends.
Of course, she believes that there is not only human beings in this world, and there must be special aspects that they cannot touch, but she does not become a theistic fanatic because of this, but she no longer doubts the myths and legends that sound exaggerated.
"Haha, of course, I'll tell you the truth, in private, I also love to collect these seemingly fantastical legends." Yang Zhongwei nodded very seriously, and the smile in his eyes deepened, "The next thing I want to tell is a story that does not flow between the people. ”
After a pause, seeing Xia Yanru's attitude of listening carefully, Yang Zhongwei continued, "According to legend, the depths of Yanwen Mountain hide the heart of the ancient Chiyou, which was once the residence guarded by the descendants of Chiyou for generations. In the battle of the deer, Chiyou was defeated, and the Yellow Emperor was jealous of Chiyou's supreme divine power, and ordered his corpse to be divided into nine parts and sealed in the four continents and five extremes. ”
Changing his standing posture, Yang Zhongwei pulled the wind-blown hair from the corner of his forehead, and continued, "It stands to reason that Chiyou's heart should be buried deep in the extreme cold, but Xuannu Xia, who was ordered to deal with Chiyou's heart at that time, had feelings for Chiyou long before the battle of the deer, and was already pregnant with Chiyou's child. ”
"Xia is one of the many Xuannu who came down from the heavenly realm, and she already has the power of a god, so under her deliberate concealment, no one knows that Chi You's heart has not been buried in the extremely cold place. After this, Xia gave birth to a son for Chiyou and gave up the opportunity to return to the heavenly realm, and since then she has lived in Yanwen Mountain with her children and some Chiyou people. Yang Zhongwei's tone changed constantly with the plot of the story, sometimes tense and sometimes low.
"Yan Wenshan? Where are there the descendants of Xuannu and Chiyou? Xia Yanru was slightly surprised, Yan Wenshan she had been in, even in, but she had not found any traces of human life.
"So, this is a legend, no one knows whether there are any descendants of Chiyou and Xuannu in Yanwen Mountain, and no one knows if there is really a heart of Chiyou hidden there, but the real key to this legend is not these." Yang Zhongwei smiled mysteriously, and did not continue here, but waited for Xia Yanru to ask.
Sure enough, Xia Yanru's interest was aroused, and even Da Xiang, who was hiding in the corner, was a little anxious to know what the key to this legend was.
Receiving Xia Yanru's puzzled gaze, Yang Zhongwei smiled lightly and continued, "The key to this legend is that Yanwen Mountain has a treasure that can make people immortal, and the owner of this treasure was the descendant of Chiyou and Xuannu Xia. ”
"I see, that is to say, the key to this legend is immortality, but this legend has too many loopholes, I think that's why it hasn't been widely circulated among the people, right?" Xia Yanru was a little surprised, but while she likes gods and monsters, she also likes to find loopholes to distinguish the authenticity.
"Wrong, the reason why it has not been widely circulated among the people is not those innocuous loopholes, but that this legend has been controlled by some local wealthy clans since ancient times, so it has not been able to spread on a large scale." Yang Zhongwei shook his head, being able to sit in the position of deputy factory director is not because of his personal ability, but because of his family background, and he naturally knows more things.
"It seems that immortality is too tempting." Xia Yanru instantly understood that since ancient times, there have been many people who seek immortals and ask questions to pursue immortality, and those who can really live forever seem to only exist in legends, and no one has ever succeeded in reality.
"Ordinary people only want to live a good life, but those who already have wealth and power naturally want to pursue something different, the ancient Qin Shi Huang asked for immortals, and the two factions Xu Fu went to the sea to find immortal mountains, not for immortality." Yang Zhongwei said with a little disdain, as if he had thought of something from the past, and his eyes were full of nostalgia.