"Jun in the Clouds" is the cloud god rain master, "Da Si Ming" is in charge of human life and life and death, "Shao Si Ming" is in charge of fertility, "Dongjun" is the sun god, "Hebo" is the water god of the Yellow River, and "Mountain Ghost" represents the mountain god who is not a righteous god, and is called a ghost.

Huo Zhangyuan said that it was okay to mess around, and others said that it was okay to violate the offer of the Ministry of Rites, but Yue Heng didn't know anyway, so he just made do with it and finished worshipping smoothly.

Next is the "Xiang Jun" and "Mrs. Xiang" that he deliberately left, he picked up the pen, hesitated for a long time, and did not fall.

The instructors outside have already seen what Yue Heng is going to do, this is to worship the gods in the "Nine Songs" in turn, everyone knows Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs (Remnant)" anthology, through some research, they know that there is a very important god position, that is, the god of Xiangshui.

There has always been a debate in the literati circles about this, saying who the Xiangshui God is, whether it is Shun and Empress E, or whether it specifically refers to Shun.

Correct answer.

Yue Heng put down the pen, he wanted to write the word "water god", but after the pen was put down, the handwriting on the yellow paper swam away with the pen, and as soon as the tip of the latter's pen left, the ink in front disappeared, which was very strange.

"I see that it is useless to deceive the gods...... A water god wants to fool the past, it is impossible to drop ......" Yue Heng smiled dumbly, changed it, and wrote the word "Xiang" first.

The handwriting did not move at all, and there was no tendency to disappear at all, Yue Heng smiled, and added the word "goddess" to the end. It's gone again!

"Hahahaha! I didn't expect Yue Xiaoyou to use this way. Solved the problem of the literati circles on the fragments of "Nine Songs". He's looking for a real name!" said an old man, full of joy.

"Look at this kid! I'm afraid he will be trapped here for a long time, the old man dares to assert that he definitely doesn't know the real literary name, as long as he doesn't write it correctly, the divine name will always be erased by the power of the temple!" the other teacher seemed to be a little gloating.

After being reminded by the two, everyone understood, and felt funny at the same time. I was worried about Yue Heng again, if he really didn't know the real name of the poem, after hitting a wall here many times, would he turn to other wrong paths?

Yue Heng didn't know where it was, he just tried a few more times, and he was just cautious.

Qu Yuan is Qu Yuan, he is still a god after being dead for so many years, and the divine power does not allow Yue Heng to change his name without authorization, Yue Heng wanted to try to merge the two poems of Xiang Jun and Mrs. Xiang together, but found that this road was not passable.

"Then you can only write honestly!" Yue Heng quickly put down the pen. Write two in a row and bow down together. Never mud and water.

"Hahaha! Old Master Chen has only been talking for a long time, and this kid has already broken!"

"It turned out to be two! The controversy in the literati world has come to a conclusion, and it is really the cooperation between "Xiang Jun" and "Xiang Lady"! Incredible, the sacrificial song article of the Xiang Water God is actually composed of two articles, which have been mentioned before, but no one believes it, today the old man saw it with his own eyes, whether other people believe it or not, anyway, the old man believes it!"

"Genius of the human race, Yue Heng is really a genius who is well-read and strong-remembered! Old Master Chen, don't laugh at other people's juniors, he is so smart, you should be happy!"

"I'm optimistic about this kid, he deliberately wrote what already exists first, and then writes what doesn't exist, and finally it's the turn of "Death of a Nation", I want to see what he should do!"

Several examiners laughed and laughed, and their words were full of appreciation and praise for Yue Heng.

Yue Heng is not like a frizzy young man at all, walking step by step in this illusion without any hints, if it is replaced by a few of their old guys, maybe it is not as good as Yue Heng, if they just enter the illusion and find that it is a temple, I am afraid it will be a long time before they guess the method of sacrificing this problem.

After worshipping the gods and ghosts, the next step is to sacrifice the souls of the human race.

Yue Heng pondered for a long time, but still put pen to paper, this time he didn't play any tricks, and wrote down the word "national mourning".

Put on the altar, worship incense, kneel and worship, Yue Heng just touched his head to the ground, and the scene in front of him cracked like a mirror flower and a moon.

The temple disappeared, and the location was changed to a huge plain battlefield, and he still maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground, and the same altar was still visited in front of him, but behind the altar was not a god statue, but a new earth artificial mountain bag that was raised high!

Yue Heng stood up, took a long breath, walked around the altar, walked to the base of this mountain bag, bent down and grabbed a handful of dust, put it under his nose and smelled it.

"There was a strong smell of blood in the smell of earth, broken weapons, ruined chariots, and burning wooden horses. The crows were hovering in the sky, screaming miserably, the clouds were thick, there was no sunlight to be seen, and the wind was blowing, and if this was not the bones of thousands of soldiers buried under my feet, I could not have thought of anything else. ”

Yue Heng sighed, although he was a little scared in his heart, he quickly faced all this calmly.

Since I have traveled to this world of war and strife, I can't guarantee that I will live to the age of seventy or eighty, and it is normal to see others die, and I will slowly get used to seeing more and more.

Yue Heng walked slowly around the grave, he had a trace of desolation and grief in his heart, there was a battle flag diagonally planted in front of him, the broken flagpole, only half of the flag was burned by the war, and the remaining half of the word "Chu" could still be seen, and the brown-black flag was dyed red by the blood of the soldiers, which was shocking.

Taking two steps forward, he accidentally tripped and almost fell, and when he looked closely, it was a scorched stump arm, and he was still holding a small section of flagpole in his hand, and the wood had been turned to black carbon, but the warrior would rather die than ensure that the flag was erected on the battlefield by himself.

"Battle Flag...... Soul of the Army...... The soul of the Chu people is immortal......"

He was in a mood for a while, stepped onto the grave in a few steps, regardless of whether he woke up the bones of the dead soul under his feet, he pulled up half of the remnant flag with force, the green tendons on his arms bulged, he held the flag high, waved it vigorously, and a gust of wind whistled, blowing this remnant flag violently, fluttering with the wind.

Holding the military flag, Yue Heng stood at the highest place of the tomb mountain, his eyes pierced the wilderness in the distance, he seemed to see thousands of Qin troops marching towards him in formation, the towering and luxurious Yellow Flag of the King of Qin was so dazzling, at this moment, he remembered the uprising of the Chu Chen Sheng, the Western Chu overlord Xiang Yu, and the Chu Liu Bang who overthrew the Qin Dynasty.

At this moment, the state of mind has arrived, Yue Heng looked up to the sky and roared:

“

The gold is staggered and the white jade is outfit, and the light shines through the window at night.

The husband has not made thirty achievements, and he is independent of the eight wildernesses.

Chu Du made friends with all the strange people, and lived and died together in the same period.

The thousand-year-old annals are nameless, and a piece of Dan is repaying the Son of Heaven.

Erlai joined the army on the southern line of Chu, and the mountains were rocky and snowy.

Although the three households of Chu can die in Qin, how can there be no one in China!"

Yue Heng's voice was filled with grief and indignation, and he shouted the carefully modified "Golden Wrong Knife Xing", and violently reinserted the remnant flag into the highest part of the tomb. (To be continued......)