Chapter 162: Late Night Ghost Stories
Although Situ was full of resentment, when she saw the two people in front of her, she was still spineless.
"Master, madam, why did you come back, the dishes are cold."
Shangguan Li walked behind and closed the door.
The house rolls over the ground, and it is as warm as spring at the moment, and wearing thicker clothes, it will even feel hot.
"Little Tu'er, it's not good to open your eyes and talk nonsense."
Xuanyuan Ye grabbed a seat and sat down first, and patted her hand that was about to take the chopsticks.
"Wait for someone."
Xitu suddenly glanced at Xuanyuan Ye in shock, isn't he the fastest to put chopsticks when eating? At that time, he didn't know anything about other people.
"It's not poisonous in this dish, is it?"
Shangguan Li sat down, the mask on her face had been taken off, and now it was the face of "Madame".
"Impossible! If it's really poisonous, you'll smell it ma'am. ”
Situ patted his chest and guaranteed.
Although she did have the thought of fainting from hunger somewhere.
But when I think about it, although hunger is uncomfortable, it is still more important to live a small life.
"By the way, why are you going tonight?"
As soon as the words came out, Xitu felt bad, although she was purely trying to change the topic, but the prince and the fairy sister should not be happy for her to inquire about her whereabouts.
Shangguan Li didn't say anything, she sandwiched a halva ball, took a bite of most of it, and then said a little vaguely.
"I'm going to explore the way, hurry up and finish eating, I'll have something to do later."
Situ said "um", since she said so, it should be a serious matter, so the action of holding vegetables in her hand couldn't help but be much faster.
"One more thing."
After eating for a while, Shangguan Li suddenly said.
"Ah, what's wrong?"
Looking at Shangguan Li's somewhat gloomy face, Xitu couldn't help but get nervous.
"This thing, without sesame seeds, tastes much worse."
Shangguan Li was talking about the flour and sugar balls in front of her, although she said so, but three or four on a pair of chopsticks were skewered, and she ate very happily.
The corners of Xitu's mouth twitched, and he felt extremely remorseful that he believed that the "something" in Shangguan Li's mouth during the meal time was the right thing.
She subconsciously looked at Xuanyuan Ye, usually at this time, the prince would go back.
But she was soon stunned, because she found that the king of Zhenbei not only did not mean to count down the fairy sister, but even had a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Situ's back was cold, and he felt that there was a little helplessness in that smile.
In the end, the meal ended in Situ's infinite conjecture about "what happened to the two of them when they went out".
After eating, Shangguan Li took out the small box, which contained a note and a map that looked old at a glance.
Situ was still hesitant to go over, because she thought it should be something very important, but Shangguan Li directly threw the note to her and said it succinctly.
"Read."
Good guys, what an uncle.
Situ's expression was not angry, but he couldn't help but feel happy.
Because the fairy sister really believes in her.
Although Xitu is not from the Central Plains, her Da Zhou official dialect is very good, and she can understand the words.
But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and in the end her face was already pale, her lips trembled a little, and she said intermittently.
"Ma'am, do you like to read ghost stories?"
The content on the note is not very complicated, it is probably a story.
Eight hundred years ago, the boundary of Linyang was still a mountainous area, and there were no people for dozens of miles nearby. But in the midst of the mountains, there is a very mysterious tribe called Arova.
The people of the Arova tribe live on the mountains, and their habits are very similar to those of the wild beasts in the mountains. The heart of the deceased clan will be taken out and given to the children of that family to eat, which means inheritance.
And they believe in the way of sacrifice very much, and the cruel human sacrifice is written on the sacred monument of the tribal village, which is passed down from generation to generation, and I don't know how many white bones are buried.
Three hundred years ago, there was a great drought in the south of the Yangtze River, which caused countless deaths in the mountains, the rivers dried up.
Aravoa, who depended on the mountains for survival, was also inevitably affected, and in order to pray for rain, Arova sacrificed half of the tribe, mostly women and children.
Arova called out the names of his gods in the invisible hurricane, and the priests, covered in blood, knelt down against the mountains on the highest peaks.
In the middle of the valley, the adult man swung his knife at the incapable of resisting, and the blood collected in the valley and flowed into the depths of the mountain.
Heaven and earth seemed to weep over such madness, and at last, while a young and beautiful woman was beheaded, it rained.
Everyone was happy and opened their hands to welcome the rain from heaven, but for some reason, those who drank the rain died the next day without exception.
The Ajowa clan perished silently.
Later, as the imperial court paid more and more attention to Gangnam Province, the area gradually became a small town as a flat land where houses could be built.
Strangely, ever since the town was built, there have always been people who have fallen ill for no apparent reason, and their condition has always deteriorated suddenly, and there is no cure.
Some high-ranking people have been to that place when they heard the news, and said that the yin qi in this place is too heavy, so they used all their life's learning to suppress the yin qi and named that place "Anning".
That is, today's Anning Town.
Situ was already trembling after reading this.
"Is this true? Sister Fairy, you said to explore the path, wouldn't this be the ......"
She was so excited that she didn't bother to call Madame.
But in fact, as long as Shangguan Li and Xuanyuan are here, the probability of being heard in the corner of the wall is almost zero, and the reason why Xitu insists on calling the old lady is that it is fresh.
Shangguan Li's eyes were still nailed to the map, and he said without raising his head when he heard this.
"Well, we're going to Anning Town."
Situ's face turned white.
Xuanyuan Ye laughed and said comfortingly.
"I think this is a legend copied from which wild book, don't be afraid, your fairy sister will protect us when the time comes."
"The prince is really clean with this pot."
She looked up, her voice suddenly becoming heavier.
"This map should be an old object from a long time ago, and it doesn't match the current situation, Xitu."
"Huh?"
Situ is clearly still in the fugue.
"Isn't there anything else written on it?"
Hearing this, Situ hurriedly took a closer look, and then found a few lines on the back of the note.
"Oh yes, it says: If you want to find a map to compare, the City Lord's Mansion should have it."