"Man is the chief of all souls, and if you want to find some wise people, you still have to go to humanity to find them. ”

On the dry forest mountain, there is an ancient temple, no one knows how many years, even the plaque has been destroyed, and the locals call it Grandpa Temple.

As for which god was originally enshrined, no one knew for a long time.

It can be imagined how bleak such temple incense must be.

In fact, the temple was repaired more than a decade ago, and now it looks like it's about to collapse.

If it weren't for the nearby villagers who occasionally come here to offer incense or even maintain the temple, this temple would have been gone a long time ago.

However, tonight was different, and I saw a red light stretching from the bottom of the mountain to the temple.

This kind of situation is very rare, naturally some people are curious, and there are few villagers peeping, but they don't see anything.

There is only one young man named Qi San, whose eyes are different from ordinary people, and he can often see some scenes that mortals can't see.

At this time, he saw carriages and knights with lanterns, going over the mountains and mountains, as if walking on the ground, to the temple.

Such a big faction, I really thought it was some kind of princely figure.

However, only when I saw the faint light on these people, and even some strange appearances, did I know that these were not living people, but ghosts and gods.

That Qi San was so frightened that he foamed at the mouth on the spot, was seriously ill for a few days, had a high fever indiscriminately, and almost didn't die.

Even when his family almost gave up hope of saving him, Qi San suddenly miraculously recovered from his illness and sat up.

The momentum of the whole person changed: "I am Mr. Xuncheng, the secretary of the ancient kingdom of Li, because he was loyal to the monarch and patriotic, he was killed by traitors and buried here."

The people loved me and built an ancestral hall for me privately, which has been worshiped to this day.

I have never been able to repay it. Now that the Dragon King has summoned me to the Dragon Palace as a guest, I finally have the opportunity to repay you......

You tell the villagers that just under the third pine tree in front of you, there is a package with gold and silver in it.

Divide it all fairly!"

As he spoke, Qi San suddenly groaned and fell on the bed again. This time, it was a big sleep, snoring and earth-shattering sound, but it was already nothing.

Early in the morning of the second day, I found a bag of gold and silver under the tree in front of me, which was really a lot.

The villagers here are also simple, and they are really evenly divided, but there are no accidents.

And it is not far from the dry forest mountain, but in a forest village about 100 miles away.

The patriarch suddenly had a dream, and in the dream, a person who called himself Lin Mengqu said: "I am the ancestor of your family, and I have always been worshiped by incense in the clan.

But now, the Dragon King has summoned me to be a guest, and I hereby tell my parents. ”

When the patriarch came to his senses, he couldn't remember which of the ancestors was Lin Mengqu?

I found out after looking at the family tree, but it was a not very famous ancestor in the clan a hundred years ago, it is said that he has a literary name, but unfortunately he did not pass the imperial examination until he was in his forties, and finally died of depression.

This is a typical failure in life, if it weren't for the family worship, who would have thought of such a number one person?

It's just strange, what would the dragon king fancy about him?

For a while, not only did something similar happen in the dry forest mountain, but for a while, all over the world, some of the wild sages who had long been forgotten were all taken away by the Dragon Palace and came to the Dragon Palace.

"The Dragon Palace Water Mansion is really magnificent, and it is not worse than that human palace!"

At this time, Lin Mengqu was sitting in the carriage of the Dragon Palace, and sighed in his heart all the way into the Dragon Palace, but it was hot again.

Since ancient times, there have been clouds, the so-called learned literature and martial arts, sold to the emperor's family, in exchange for the glory of the ancestors, glory and wealth.

However, before his death, he never had a chance. I couldn't even pass the Jinshi exam, and I fell through the years until I was in my forties, and I died.

After death, he has no status, even among the ancestral spirits of the Lin family, he is just an ordinary and inconspicuous existence.

In fact, even if there is an incense offering, it is estimated that in a few decades, hundreds of years, the soul will decay, and it cannot be reborn, so it can only be scattered.

Mediocre in life, mediocre in death.

But I don't know, where did this dragon king hear about his reputation?

Just as he was feeling a little distracted, he saw the two guards who had escorted him fall to the ground, and exclaimed, "Great King!"

This made this Lin Mengqu stunned for a moment, but he saw a god wearing a flat crown walking towards him, followed by many guards.

That Lin Mengqu suddenly had a spirit, and he didn't expect the Dragon King to come to greet him in person, so he couldn't help but fall to the ground: "Go down to the ghost Lin Mengqu to meet the Dragon King, and the Dragon King will greet him in person, and the next ghost will be grateful!"

Listening to a burst of laughter, the Dragon King actually helped Lin Mengqu up with his own hands, and said: "Lin Qing doesn't have to be polite, I have read Lin Qing's "Public Security Policy" and "Chengping Policy", and I have always been overwhelmed by Lin Qing's great talent.

I finally saw you Lin Qing today!"

Lin Mengqu was even more in a daze, the so-called public security policy, Chengping policy, these are all policy articles he wrote when he was taking the imperial examination.

But I just didn't expect that these articles would fall into Wang Zhenling's eyes.

And let this dragon king pay so much attention to it.

In an instant, Lin Mengqu almost gave birth to the feeling that a confidant would die.

You know, if the examiner could have liked his article back then, then he would have been a jinshi a long time ago, how could he still waste his life?

However, a hundred years later, this dragon king was able to find out these strategies from the pile of old papers and see his talent, how could Lin Mengqu not be moved?

"These tactics are just general talks, on paper, they can't be taken seriously, they can't be taken seriously!"

Lin Mengqu said this, and bowed to Wang Zhenling again, but tears were already pouring out.

Wang Zhenling sighed in his heart, this is definitely a buried talent of Zaifu!

Although there is indeed an impracticality in the written strategy, there are indeed scholars who discuss soldiers.

However, there is no lack of insightful ideas, and even unique ideas and ideas for the disadvantages of the times.

This person was recommended by Zhang Zixin to Wang Zhenling......

Yan Ge, the teacher of the year, once saw these strategies, and sighed: "This is the talent of the prime minister!"

However, it was deliberately suppressed, knocked into the dust, and did not let it come out.

"This person is talented, once he comes out. I'm afraid you're going to be left behind......"

At that time, Yan Ge Lao said to Zhang Zixin and the others.

Therefore, this person made Zhang Zixin's memory very deep, and later when he was in power, he also thought of recruiting others for his own use.

However, after inquiring, Lin Mengqu has been dead for decades.

At such a time, I knew that Wang Zhenling was collecting relics from all over the world......