At this time, the twilight smoke was everywhere, the color was vast, and a bright moon was hung out, and the light was clear, and a little red light moved slowly at the southern foothills.

Ye Qing carried the book basket on his back, supported the rocks and green pines in the mountains, and walked along the mountain road from time to time.

The night is very cold, and the so-called road in the mountains, although there is a bright moon, is also illuminated by torches, and it is also craggy and difficult to walk.

Thirty miles in front of the mountain, most of them are flat roads, but now these five miles of mountain roads are difficult to travel.

When I climbed a high mountain rock, it was already the middle of the moon, and there were bursts of heat on the top, sweat beads overflowed, and I had to rest for a while.

Ye Qing drank some water and glanced back in the direction of Ye Mansion.

In the night, you can faintly see a piece of light under the mountain, one of which is the most conspicuous, this may be the Louwailou, the power center of the Ye Mansion!

Recalling the afternoon, the evil servant's domineering face, Qianqian's worries turned into reality.

Ye Qing obeyed Ye Zifan's meaning in his previous life, and he was reincarnated from the earth, so he had luck, so he didn't suffer these shames, and now he was speechless, and he just sneered in his heart.

The three Dao Monarchs are in harmony with the Dao of this world, high above, the Tao is the law, and what is needed is not a chaotic world, or rather, at least for this world.

Everything is orderly and constantly moving, so that they can be at the peak of the world, and there is still room for further leeway.

At the beginning of the three Dao monarchs, there was an era of the Three Kingdoms War, each with its own Dao veins, each in charge of the Great Sect, and each competing for luck, which not only caused the earth to be ruined, but also damaged the Great Dao.

Under the backlash of the Great Dao, the strongest of the five emperors, the Blue Emperor and the Yellow Emperor, came into being.

The three Dao Monarchs were all wise people, judging the situation, immediately stopped the confrontation, and instead joined forces to formulate order, these were implemented, the Great Dao gradually stabilized, and the Qing Emperor and the Yellow Emperor who came into being could no longer rise, and had to be incorporated into the Heavenly Court system.

In the next million years, the five emperors gradually made up, of course, this knowledge, now only the highest level of the dynasty knows the Tao, the people have nothing to hear, only the catastrophe comes, the order is broken, there are these secret things to pass on.

Not to mention, with the establishment of the heavenly court, the reproduction of living beings, the longevity of the spirits, the order is deeper into all aspects of humanity, all things are born and die, in order to turn, immortal immortals, do not need too much, so the selection of immortals is becoming more and more harsh.

In fact, the children's test, not only the examination of the literary style, but also the competition between the number of people's popularity, wisdom, luck, and qualification are the three major standards, unless the article is shocking and crying ghosts and gods, if the luck is not prosperous, it is also the end of being squeezed out!

The family has determined this, and only by controlling the distribution of luck within the clan can they take away their children and exchange and distribute resources.

This is not too unfair in normal times, after all, they are all blood relatives within the clan, and there are many families in each county and county, and a family that cannot guarantee basic fairness will have a natural cohesion that collapses, and often falls in a few generations.

However, Ye Qing is currently only asking for a term of avoidance, and it is still within a reasonable range within the clan, and it is only three years in normal times, but it is not far away, the catastrophe is coming, and all the old order is in danger, do you want him to use this precious time and opportunity in exchange for the so-called family protection?

Let yourself think, in what year was the building outside the building burned down in the flames?

Ye Qing didn't look at the pillar light anymore and continued to walk.

......

Not long after, Ye Qing saw a large bell hanging from a big tree on a flat ground.

I thought to myself, "According to the rumors, the fruit is coming!"

Holding the torch and looking at it again, it was indeed a barren mountain temple, seeing this, Ye Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief!

This world is the world of Taoism and sanctification, the yang energy is well-known in the world, the corresponding yin energy is also heavy, the place where the people are prosperous, the yang energy rushes out of the city, and there is the land, the city god and other guards, and there are not many ghosts.

And the deserted land is full of ghosts and ghosts, no one dares to go, some centuries of battlefields are especially so, Beibi Mountain has been a place of a hundred battles since ancient times, and it is not strange to be called the land of the undead, of course, this is far from Beibi Mountain, it can only be said to be the periphery of Beibi Mountain.

Even so, traveling at night is actually a last resort, which can be seen from the worry in Qianqian's eyes before she leaves.

Ye Qing arrived here, the mountain temple stood in front of a deep tunnel valley, there was a flat turtle stele in front of the temple, and the words were engraved like a sword.

The torch was blazing and the light was closer, and the stone on the stele was remembered: "Ancient Wei Battlefield"

This font is very old, showing that there are several dynasties, corresponding to the history of the previous dynasties known in the book.

Legend has it that there was a famous general in the Wei Dynasty who was loyal to the country, but he was wronged and difficult to distinguish, and the whole army died here.

There was no yin wind in the valley, but the more calm it was, the more Ye Qing didn't dare to go deeper, but just looked at a broken plaque on the main gate, which read "Zhengu Temple".

Entered the mountain temple, only to see the statue of the god in the temple wet and weathered, can not see the original touch, do not know what god to worship, only the incense burner is still intact, the shape of the top grade, the incense sticks not far away have traces of decay, it can be seen that no one has come to worship for at least a few years.

Ye Qing took a look, this is already a sacrifice, if you rely on the people and gods of incense, this kind of bleak scene is about to fall, even if you meet someone who passes by by and sees this situation, you may not be willing to offer incense.

But Ye Qing still went in, put the book basket on the ground, picked out three of the incense sticks that could still be used, lit them with flint, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Even if the gods have fallen, at least this temple is nominally owned by him, and according to tradition, he cannot live without telling him.

"The students passed by on the way, stayed overnight, and hoped that the gods would not be strange. Ye Qing thought silently in his heart, followed the rules again, and slowly retreated

I collected some hay as a cover, found some dry firewood from the old kitchen behind the temple, lit it with hay, lit it into a bonfire, crackling firewood burning, mixed with the mountain wind outside the temple, the moonlight poured in front of the door, a piece of silver, with the bonfire red light, shining on the cheeks.

This is a kind of loneliness, and I can't help but remember my past life, and I feel a little sad in my heart for a while.

If you remember not badly, three years later, there was a poor scholar Sun Zhijie passing by here, seeing the statue of the god falling, sympathizing with the disease, so the incense sacrifice, and the inscription on it.

I don't want to wake up the gods of this temple, so as to get the luck of funding, and get the talent, it has become an interesting story for a while, and it has been circulated in the county, so that I can know the Tao.

Now he is just following the prophets, opportunistic.

However, as long as you achieve your own achievements, it is not difficult to give this person a talent status, and it will be made up for when the time comes.

At that moment, I chose an intact wall, settled down, and wrote with a pen.

"After the study of the road, I am very emotional, I would like to tell you:"

"The general was born in the previous dynasty, out of the grassland, sometimes the emperor lost control of the world, the people were in turmoil, and then there were generals in the south and north to fight, repeatedly quelled riots, the battlefield for 14 years, the world has its poverty, each has virtue, so there is this defeat, the crime of non-war, now the gods are not ignorant, its lessons are still today, still feast!"

Lifting the pen up, word by word, Ye Qing was mentally invested, in the invisible perspective, the handwriting emitted a trace of white light, I don't know if it was an illusion, at this time, there was a kind of gaze betting.

In the underworld, the corresponding space of the land here, a palace exists, the shape is ancient, the bearing is deep, although most of it has collapsed, but it is not completely decayed, and now there is a trace of strength into the inner repair.

In the depths of the palace, on a cold ice jade bed, a trace of incense fell with a sacrificial text.

An unknown being, feeling this change, opened his golden eyes and said in surprise: "Who is the scholar, in my temple, mention the book and sacrifice in my temple?"

It's just that the whole palace has no answer, and the sound of empty silence echoes in the main hall!

This existence, suddenly remembered, this is not the past, he had already lost the sacrifice, fell into a deep sleep, at this time listening to the echo around the empty, as if sad and happy, no longer spoken.

In front of the temple wall, it was enough to finish writing this chapter, but after writing the most, looking at the forgotten Valhalla, Ye Qingtu had an indescribable emotion.

This god is like this, or mortals are like this, so there is a saying that "life is a guest of heaven and earth", but mortals are not aware of it

But the traverser can't deceive himself unless he completely denies his origins.

Suddenly, I remembered a famous poem on the earth, hesitated, and then took a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a poem on the side of the sacrificial text, whispering in my mouth.

"I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the ones who come after. ”

This book is from Tang Chen Ziang's "Song of Dengyouzhou", which expresses the author's mood that his political ambitions cannot be realized, but at this time, it is more suitable for the situation of this god and his identity as a traverser.

Ye Qing did not stay in his hands, and the pen was written into a book between the dragon and the snake, thick and strong, which was the face and body brought from the earth, and the unique style refined after being used in the previous life:

"Thinking of heaven and earth, lonely and crying!"

Writing this, inexplicable sadness enveloped him, and he stopped writing for a long time before adding a book to the right side of the text: "Ascending the Ancient Wei Battlefield Song"

After writing, Ye Qing looked at the handwriting and couldn't help but burst into tears......

"I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the ones who come after. ”

"Thinking of heaven and earth, lonely and crying!"

Who better to experience the loneliness and sighs of this time and space than a traveler

After the last, Ye Qing controlled his emotions, turned around and went to the bonfire, first took out the dough and ate it, and then slowly lay down, pursing his thin lips from beginning to end.

The matter has been completed, no matter whether it is successful or not, there will be corresponding arrangements for tomorrow, the timing is so urgent, Ye Qing can't afford to waste energy and feelings.

It's not affection, it's just self-conscious!

Gradually, as Ye Qing fell asleep, the temple calmed down, but on this wall, just the sacrificial text was just a little red, but there was some white gas, and it gradually became slightly red!

And this short twenty-two character poem has an endless stream of white gas, as if as soon as this chapter comes out, it has obtained some kind of constant luck.

After the most lubeis, the wall is full of brilliance, strands of white flowers are extended, and the Zhaozhao culture reflects the temple, with the passage of time, it is rapidly deepened and turned into red, and then orange and yellow, until it is turned into pure gold before it slowly slows down!

The bonfire crackled and shook for a while, and the idol flashed with inspiration, but it fell silent.

The moon is sinking in the west, the light is passing, and this night is getting deeper and deeper.