On the other side of the phone, Professor Han's breathing became obviously heavy, and the old comrade asked with concern Are you okay, Professor Han said that he was fine, he was recuperating in the hospital.

Professor Han said that he was in the hospital now, had a small car accident, and was recuperating, so he could not come, so he could only listen to the old comrade and trouble the old comrade.

The old comrade said again and again that it was okay, it was okay, Professor Han, you can rest and recuperate, and there is nothing to do, there is nothing to do.

The two of them exchanged politeness, and Professor Han asked him if there was a more detailed and "true" record of this disaster recorded in history.

He wanted to know what he had to say about the fire after the county chronicle written by Zhu Ji Daoren of the Wangye Temple.

"Not so mysterious."

Professor Han said.

Although he knew that the mystery might be true, who would want to believe it when he said it?

"Let them fly, let them sink, let them drown in history."

He firmly remembered what Teacher Xuan told him.

Don't babble it all the time.

Professor Han remembered that he had once taken a graduate student, and this young man was addicted to the Internet and once said a word.

"Black and red are also red."

Mention it, and it wins.

The Egyptian pharaoh engraved his name in front of the mausoleum, and his name was read to prove that he was still alive.

They turn themselves into Mummies and wait for their return one day.

Therefore, if you don't remember or remember, everything will be empty, and things will be solved.

But now, Professor Han can't do everything.

He is mired in the mire and needs to save himself.

The first thing is to go out of the village, he needs to go to a certain county chronicle, if the county chronicle says that the great battle recorded in history was won, then it means that the matter has happened and has been won.

And they will be safe.

Although Professor Han still has a lot of things that are not clear, after he has seen so many weird things with his own eyes, he knows that his words are not unclear.

He also gradually understood his teacher, Teacher Xun.

The teacher is not crazy.

Teacher Xun asked him to see the scene that the teacher himself had seen.

Now, it should be time for them to "go crazy" together.

This is the scenario that their master and apprentice should face.

He had long been caught up in it, unable to extricate himself.

Since the deep mountains of Xiangxi, he has been unable to get out, Mr. Xuan said that this is "the inevitability of history", Professor Han prefers to call it, "fate", hearing the fire, Professor Han breathed a sigh of relief.

The first step was complete, and he was desperate to know the follow-up to the fire.

And he wanted the old comrades to recommend a few people to go to the temple to have a look.

Although he knew that it was likely to be successful, because if he didn't succeed, the faith of the prince would not spread.

Now it seems that the prince has succeeded.

What Professor Han is curious about now is, who is the prince of Su?

His hanging heart fell, but not completely.

His doubts were more than his panic.

Before, he had not heard of the belief of Su Wangye, not to mention that this belief was still passed on, which showed that Su Wang Ye was the one who guaranteed the safety of his life - although why this happened, the time was very tight, and Teacher Xuan did not say it.

This is also the most likely reasonable speculation.

But he wanted to know the full truth of the matter.

Even a few words will do.

If he wanted to know about this matter, he could only find clues from the historical materials known to this old comrade.

He also had doubts about this belief in the prince, and many folk beliefs would be transmitted and expanded with the will of the upper-class rulers or the migration of the population.

Lord Su, Professor Han was sure that he hadn't heard much of this belief.

This belief is likely to be a local folk belief.

It is possible that the prince was a local cultural person, or a person who conformed to the moral model of the feudal era at that time.

Professor Han was more convinced that it was neither, and he thought it might be the young man he had seen.

The man who hands like a god.

Since they have all dreamed of the teacher, held a little sand, and seen the terrifying weirdness, what reason is there not to believe that someone can have the same ability?

His curiosity was still not extinguished, witnessing Xiangxi and seeing the Guanshan Kiln Factory, his curiosity not only did not extinguish, but became even hotter.

When the old comrades heard this, where did they use other people's words? He just went on his own.

Professor Han was anxious and said hey, no, no, this is too troublesome for you.

This person owes a lot of favors, not so much.

What does the old comrade say?

It's a trivial matter, just a little effort.

He said that he really didn't have time to take a closer look at the temple, so he went.

In his words, "not far away".

Knocking on the door and entering the leader's office, the old comrade was full of red face: "I'm sick and want to take sick leave for most of the day", the leader glanced at him and was very kind: "The old comrade should have a good rest when he goes back, don't be too tired." ”

Granted him a vacation.

As soon as he turned his head, the "sick" old comrade rode a bicycle and took the camera to the front of the temple of the king of the king, the temple was not in the county seat, he was on the mountain a few kilometers away from the county seat, the old comrade stopped the bicycle and walked up the mountain.

The temple of the prince is very quiet, and its architecture is somewhat like the architecture of the Ming Dynasty, although it was established in the last years of the Qing Dynasty, but it has some folk meanings.

The meaning of folklore is that there is not so much attention to this temple.

Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, everywhere can be the same.

Folk, except for trespassing, there are no taboos.

It's okay to trespass, just don't get caught.

For example, this is a temple of Sanjinin.

No monks, no monks.

At the front, old comrades take pictures, there are not so many rules here, and they belong to the management of the Cultural Bureau.

The advantage of a small place is that everyone is an acquaintance, acquaintances are easy to do, and the face of the old comrade can still be eaten here.

Isn't it just taking pictures?

Either way.

The first to enter the small courtyard there is a shrine, and inside the shrine is the "Five Directions Divine General".

This is also a very peculiar thing.

When you enter a general temple, if you go to the temple, there are Jialan, there are Dharma protectors, and there are also the four heavenly kings.

As for the Taoist temple, there are shrines on the mountain, which enshrine Wang Lingguan, that is, "go up the mountain and don't go up the mountain, worship Wang Lingguan first", and there are also places to enter the door to worship the land shrine, all kinds.

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Only these "five gods", although I don't know if they are the only one, but there are really not many.

The book of Ji Dao people repaired the county chronicles, saying that these five gods, in order to protect this place from being disturbed by evil demons, have made great contributions.

So he became the right-hand man of the "prince of the compilation".

These five gods, five colors, and five elements are one color.

And they wore masks, drums around their waists, and plateau-style robes, which were also written in the prefectural records, saying that this was evidence of communication.

Proof of the fusion of two cultures.

These five gods show the characteristics of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, that is, the five colors.

White, cyan, black, red, yellow.

Seeing the temple and worshipping the gods, the old comrade said that he believed in these gods, but he did not believe in them, he believed in fate and did not believe in gods.

The more he grows, the more he feels the impermanence of fate, the powerless feeling that the world is like a torrent and people are like mustard.

Home is his harbor.

However, although he did not believe in these clay sculptures, according to custom, he still picked up a stick of incense, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner in front of him.

Seriously bowed.

In the midst of the incense, he took two photos, but behind him there was an extra person.

If he hadn't spoken, the old comrade wouldn't have noticed that there was someone behind him.

It is important that even the old comrades did not find out that someone was talking behind his back, and he did not feel "taken aback".

He naturally turned back.

The old comrade glanced back, he didn't know this person, but after a few glances, he was very impressed.

An indescribable attraction.

"I haven't seen you, young man, here for a tourist?"

The man said "um", and the old comrade looked at the unlit incense in his hand: "You also come to offer incense?" ”

The man: "I can't put on a little incense, what are you doing here?" ”

The old comrade took a picture of the camera and said: "Someone invited me to take a picture, and it was a university question." ”

The old comrade was a little chattering, and when he walked in with him, the old comrade was in a happy mood and talked a lot.

It can be said to be a show, but it can also be said to be a kind of proof.

Prove yourself in the form.

Who says that when people are old, they are not competitive?

The person next to him did not interrupt him when he said this, but listened attentively.

The old comrades were even happier.

He didn't realize that not only him, but even the men and women around him unconsciously surrounded this side.

Around this young man.

A hundred birds are the same as a phoenix.

The old comrades told the allusion here, and the second hall here, which is even more wonderful, is an unknown deity.

He wore robes, but he carried a crown, twelve beads, and twelve curtains.

The man was dressed in a tiara, but had a white curtain on his face.

In some places, a piece of paper will be used to cover the face of the deceased.

Therefore, these people said that this place is a small folk temple.

Because in any case, even if it is a god, there is a difference in the order of seats.

In the past, the left side was respected, the top side was respected, and the high side was honored.

This deity, wearing a crown robe, is the clothing of Zhou Tianzi in the past.

His status must be very high, and he put this high-status god in the second hall, and the combined god of "the king of the stove, the emperor of the city and the land" is not normal in the third hall.

And is there any more humility?

The old comrade said that it was a pity to say that the environment here is very good, and when he came here in the summer, there was not even a trace of heat.

Would have been a nice place.

But they brought in an expert and said that the architecture was a little inexplicable.

"It's arrogant, hey."

The old comrades were a little aggrieved, but they couldn't say anything.

People are invited by them, and they can't do anything if they don't give face.

Ay~

The person standing beside him nodded and said: "Oh, that's it, but it's also normal, they are not locals after all, they don't know what happened locally, it's a normal thing, just like this one, is it possible that he was the king of Taishan Mansion a long time ago?"

There is another reason why he appeared here, these three halls are not necessarily based on status?

Is this the past, present, and future? ”

"If it's not according to status, what else can it be? The set of the three Buddhas? But this shouldn't be like this, Taishan Mansion has become the prince of Su, and this is also ......"

When the old comrade heard this, he waved his hand again and again and said: "Hey, you can't talk nonsense, you will be hated if you say it."

Who knows? Something that the gods are babbling about.

Besides, if it was really Taishan Mansion Jun, how could he be wearing clothes like the Zhou Dynasty. ”

"Indeed, if you can't say anything, I'll just say it casually, don't be surprised, besides, who is under the king of Taishan Mansion, who knows?

Whether he is a god, or an official position, whether he belongs to the heavenly court, or whether he is in his own faction, these things have their own opinions, don't they? ”

The man was not dissatisfied after being interrupted, but explained with a smile.

The old comrade took two more photos, especially everything with words here, and then clapped his hands and said: "Yes, but the prince also has a positive meaning."

According to our county records here, more than 300 years ago, there was indeed a fire, and it was the people in the temple who first brought people over to extinguish the fire. ”

Speaking of this, the old comrade suddenly reacted.

"Hey, didn't you say you're not a local?"

The old comrade said suspiciously, and when he spoke, they had already walked into the third place, which was the deepest part of the "Temple of the Emperor", and the last temple, which was the "original god" of the Emperor.

There are also inscriptions and ancient bells here, which are said to be ancient bells and look new.

On the ancient monument, some words of the then county magistrate Zong Yang were written.

Praise the prince.

The man heard the old comrade's question, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am not a local, and I have only seen the legend here, and it is said that there was a very tragic war here.

There used to be demons here, so the prince came into being, he summoned a tornado that covered the earth, and there was an unknown amount of blood flowing out of the ground, and the dead appeared in the streets, and two suns appeared in the sky......"

"Hey, it's just a natural natural phenomenon, it's all nonsense, do you believe it?

We are here in the mountains, not the grasslands next to it, nor the vast areas of the Central Plains, how can there be tornadoes in the mountains?

Let's talk about this of yours, there are two suns in the sky.

What age is it, the twenty-second century, you tell me this.

There is a reasonable explanation for what you said in physics, in meteorology.

The parhelion, yes, is the parhelion, which means that because of some optical phenomenon, there are two suns, but in fact, one of them is false, whether it is the refraction or reflection of light. ”

The old comrade laughed and said, "How can you, a little comrade, believe in these gods and ghosts more than me."

"I don't believe it."

The man nodded, and someone next to him interjected.

Someone couldn't help it.

He said: "Actually, not necessarily, after all, I remember that in ancient poems, there is a sentence that says?

Oh, yes, Xia Ji said that he was the sun, what was the original words? ”

The person who suddenly interjected seemed to have forgotten the original words, and was hooked up to talk about it, and participated in the discussion.

The old comrade added with a smile: "You say this, isn't that a very famous sentence?

I remember him saying it as if he said that, he said, "There is a day in heaven. There are people in Judah. Will the sun die? The sun is gone, and so am I.

There is a sun in the sky, I am a king, the sun will not be extinguished, and I will not be overthrown, this is what it means! ”

"Ah, yes, yes."

The person who interjected stroked his palm and said, "Yes, yes, that's it, what if Xia Ji is right, he said this sentence is not a figurative sentence, he is not comparing himself to the sun, but he is the sun?"

I can't say for sure. ”

The old comrade smiled: "Hey, you little comrades, you can't say that, how can people become the sun?" We all know that the Sun is a star, and it is bigger than even the Earth.

How could it be human? ”

The most striking man also laughed, and he said: "That's how we talk, it's just discussion, besides, the ancients are the same as us, we all have cognitive obstacles.

The ancient observation conditions were insufficient, and when they saw the sun, they would not imagine that it was a planet, they would only feel that it was a big fireball that would fly on its own and shine on all things, it could be an alchemy furnace, a golden crow, or a son of the Emperor of Heaven. ”

The man touched his head and said, "It may also be the future, a vitality that will never dry up!" It is the evolutionary direction of the future. ”