"Could it be...... Am I originally from here? Yuan Ming felt a stirring in his heart, and couldn't help but guess.

It felt like it came from the depths of the soul, not like the feeling of merging with the memories of the original owner.

About half an hour later.

The convoy came to an open area in the south of the city, where the City God Temple stood.

On the square outside the temple, there were already a lot of people gathered in the dark, but because the temple door was closed, everyone was holding a long incense stick, waiting outside, crowded with people, but it seemed quite quiet.

When the general's convoy arrived, the crowd was immediately divided by the soldiers, leaving a wide passage in between.

Miaozhu is a gray-haired old man, and when he saw the general's wife arrive, he immediately greeted him.

Yuan Ming also retreated to the side with the others, waiting quietly.

At this time, the general's wife stepped out of the carriage and dragged it in a gorgeous robe.

The commander of the guards on the side stepped forward, holding a delicate sandalwood box, and after opening it, he took out three thick and long black incense sticks from it and presented them aside.

Miao Zhu trotted and went to open the temple door.

The lady walked into the temple gate with three black incense sticks, and the rest of the people and merchants, according to the amount of their incense money, divided the rank order, followed behind, and began to follow up in the temple.

Yuan Ming and the others who accompanied him, except for the commander of the guards, the rest of the people could only wait outside.

As the incense ceremony began, the sound of bells ringing, mixed with the sound of chanting, floated out of the temple.

The people in the square outside held up the lit incense sticks in their hands and began to kneel and bow.

Yuan Ming leaned against the carriage and looked around.

The incense of this city god temple is strong enough, and it is already very telling that it can attract the general's wife to incense, and then look at the people outside, all of them look respectful and solemn, obviously from the bottom of their hearts.

A solemn and solemn atmosphere then spread all around.

Yuan Ming looked at the quaint City God Temple, watching the bursts of smoke rising from inside, and for a while he had the urge to fold his hands and worship from afar.

He turned his gaze and looked at the other end of the long street, where gongs and drums were noisy, firecrackers were ringing, juggling and stilt walking performances were happening, and the cheers were constantly and equally lively.

It was only at this moment that he was a little relieved, although this possession failed to bring him cultivation exercises like last time, but it gave him a trace of comfort in his heart that had been drifting in southern Xinjiang for a long time.

The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of mortals.

At this moment, he is like the most ordinary member of the city, enjoying the fireworks for a long time.

At this moment, the round-faced man leaned over again.

"Wang Shun, what's going on with you today?"

"What's wrong?" Hearing the question, Yuan Ming looked at the other party and said.

"I always feel that you are absent-minded today, something is wrong, you are not sick, are you?" The round-faced man asked with a slight concern.

"It's okay, maybe I didn't rest." Yuan Ming said perfunctorily.

"What, are you still worried about Childe's safety? I said don't think about it so much, Madame came to ask for incense today, it should be for the sake of the son's blessing. The round-faced man said.

"Childe, he ...... Alas! Yuan Ming followed the man's words and sighed.

His sigh also seemed to touch the emotions of the round-faced man, and he couldn't help but sigh and said, "Think about our son, the only son of the dignified General Yuan, who has been lost for so long, even if he is still alive, I don't know how many sins he has suffered?" ”

General Yuan's only son, lost for more than a year?

Yuan Ming's heart trembled violently, and he immediately grasped the key to his words.

He was pondering the wording, thinking about how to find out more information, when the round-faced man continued:

"It is said that His Majesty has been sad for a long time because of this matter, and Gongzi has been reading with him when His Majesty was still a prince, and he should have a promising future, but now he is ......"

Yuan Ming heard it in his ears, and he couldn't wait to ask directly, "What is the name of the child", but he couldn't ask like this, so he was afraid that he would be regarded as crazy.

"If Childe doesn't go over there, there won't be such a thing......" Yuan Ming pondered for a moment and said noncommittally.

"The king's order is in his body, how glorious it is to go to southern Xinjiang, how can he not go, besides, the prince also needs this envoy to earn meritorious deeds and accumulate qualifications." As soon as the round-faced man said this, Yuan Ming's mind "buzzed", and he lost his mind for a while.

Seeing that he looked sluggish, the round-faced man didn't speak for a long time, shook his head and sighed, and stopped talking.

……

Towards noon, the general's wife returned to the mansion.

Yuan Ming drove back, listening to the gossip of the people beside the road with a heavy heart along the way, and finally confirmed that the lively city he was in now was the capital of the Great Jin Kingdom.

The best place in a country is naturally rich and prosperous.

The convoy returned to the General's Mansion, and after unloading the carriage, Yuan Ming led the three horses back to the stable.

According to the original owner's job, the horses should be brushed first, and then fed with soybean meal and forage.

He planned to find a way to walk around the mansion after he returned, looking for something relevant about General Yuan's only son.

Just as he was about to return to the courtyard where the stables were located, Yuan Ming suddenly met two tall and strange-looking middle-aged men who walked out of the courtyard on the other side.

Both of them were wearing leather armor with a unique style, as if they were each wearing a reddish-brown vest, which only protected the chest and abdomen, while the arms were not covered.

On this vest-like leather armor, there are rune marks that I don't know whether they are pressed on or engraved, and at first glance they are the magic weapons worn by cultivators.

And the two people, the one on the left is no different from the Central Plains, but the skin is slightly dark, the facial features are hard, quite angular, and the shoulder-length long black hair is scattered and slightly messy.

There is a person on the right, with a round face and a collapsed nose, a wide mouth and big ears, a shaved head on the top of his head, only a short circle of hair around him, and two huge rings hanging on his ears, and his appearance is very similar to that of the people of southern Xinjiang.

The reason why Yuan Ming noticed them was more because of the latter.

He was a little puzzled, why did there be people from southern Xinjiang in the capital of the Great Jin Kingdom?

Before he could see it clearly, the two had already disappeared from sight, and Yuan Ming had to lead the horse back to the stable.

At this moment, Yuan Ming only felt a "buzzing" sound in his ears, his brain sank, and he turned over and fell down in a whirlwind.

……

In a blink of an eye, Yuan Ming woke up leisurely in his house.

"I'm back......" Yuan Ming was stunned and muttered to himself.

On the bed in front of him, a simple green pottery incense burner was placed in front of him, with a slender black incense stick inserted on it, and the other had burned out, leaving only the last bit of spark to gradually extinguish.

As all the light was completely extinguished, the incense burner turned into a starlight again, flowed into Yuan Ming's arm, and disappeared.

Yuan Ming only felt that his mind was a little painful, and after a short rest, he couldn't wait to urge a wisp of mana into his arm, and took out the incense burner again.

This time, although the possession failed to befall the little emperor again, and failed to obtain the lower part of the "Nine Yuan Jue", the information obtained brought him a great impact.

"No, I'll have to try possession again to figure out who I am?" Yuan Ming frowned, he now deeply suspected that he was the young master of the General's Mansion who was lost in Southern Xinjiang.

He looked at the Tai Chi pattern that had become dim again, and with a thought, the mana in the palms of both hands flowed out, and he crossed into the incense burner again.

As the mana poured in, a hazy light lit up on the Tai Chi pattern of the incense burner, flashing like fireflies.

Yuan Ming exerted all his strength, pouring all the mana into the incense burner without reservation, until all the mana in his body was exhausted, his eyes suddenly went black, and there was a sharp pain in his head, and then the whole person fainted.

In a drowsy state, he suddenly had a chaotic and long dream.

In his dream, he saw himself dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, shaped in the style of the Central Plains, standing on the deck of a seven-story tall ornate ship, looking out over the railing.

The building ship carves beams and paints buildings, paints gold and silver, is extremely luxurious, and there are many armor soldiers around, holding halberds and swords, majestic and majestic.

Even though he knew that it was a dream, Yuan Ming also felt his own vigor in the dream.

It's just that he didn't feel it for long, and the picture in front of him suddenly changed, and he jumped out of the building boat in embarrassment, and behind him was a short-haired young man in a short robe with a bow to chase and kill.

In desperation, he had no choice but to jump off the boat, fall into the boiling flood, and float away.

Then he saw himself again, lying on the muddy mudflat, a burly man with a tiger head tattoo on his chest, leaning over him, rudely pinching his mouth and shoving something into his mouth.

In the misty sight, you can vaguely see that not far away, a group of people are stopping to look this way, among them is a slender woman in white, wearing a hat and a white veil to cover her face.

Yuan Ming tried hard to open his eyes, wanting to see the person's appearance clearly, but unfortunately, before he could see clearly, the object in front of him changed, and the figure had already appeared in the familiar dark cave.

Inside the cave, he was tied together with a group of wild people from southern Xinjiang, handcuffed and shackled one by one.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Hu Zha, who was shirtless, carrying a large knife on his shoulder, and ordered: "Kill, kill all of them......

In the next moment, Yuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

When he woke up, he was drenched in cold sweat, his chest was heaving, he was panting heavily, and his mind was still a little painful.

Far from being blurred by his awakening, the sight of Fang had just possessed others was imprinted in his mind very clearly, like his lost memories that had awakened.

"That's really happening...... Yuan Ming muttered.

At this moment, he was almost certain that he was the only son of General Yuan who went to southern Xinjiang, but for some reason he was chased and killed and fell into the water, and after some tossing and turning, he ended up in Biluo Cave.

(End of chapter)