Not passing the lift frame, and breaking the maze of restricting outsiders, this performance is obviously not in line with the identities of two ordinary tourists.
The village chief and the villagers changed their previous enthusiasm and became even more vigilant, even with a bit of hostility.
The old but capable village chief will be dressed in a cloth shirt, and there is a bit of immortal elegance in his demeanor, which is not at all similar to the previous one. After recovering from the shock of seeing the two, he said solemnly: "Two distinguished guests, this is the place of my village, and outsiders are not welcome, please stay."
"Jingchao sacrifices to the Temple of Heaven?" Xuan Ye saw the arrangement on the top of the mountain at a glance, and raised his eyebrows: "Which family are you descendants of?"
The villagers of Qi Village were pinned to the spot by his words, looking at them in shock and fear.
The old village chief's hands trembled slightly, and he looked at Xuan Ye and Qin Xi for a long time before he said tremblingly, "The two... Who are they?"
"You..." Qin Xi, who had been silent for a while, suddenly stared at a place on the altar and said, "Are you offering sacrifices to the Buddha Gate?"
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This time the old village chief stopped trembling and took a step forward, even with a bit of viciousness: "Who are you! How did you find out about the Buddha?!"
After the incident of the Jing Dynasty, there are different opinions, because the sudden disappearance bears the bad reputation of a lot of turtles who escaped and escaped. This group of villagers was afraid that they suspected that they might be one of them, or had heard similar rumors, and this was the attitude that they dared to say anything bad and rushed to them.
Xuan Ye didn't answer, and looked down at Qin Xi.
Seeing that Qin Xi didn't answer, and ignored the covetous villagers, he approached the altar step by step. Xu was because his expression and state did not seem to be hostile, even with a bit of nostalgia and sentimentality, the villagers unconsciously gave him a way and watched him approach the altar step by step.
The altar is built in a square shape, and the four directions of the south, south, and northwest are filled with the four sacred beast stones, which are made of Tianbao spirit stones. The picture of the beast carved on the stone is very real, as if the person who depicted it had seen it with his own eyes. Even Xuan Ye had to admit that these four town stones alone were extraordinary, and they were rare treasures now.
There is a stone altar in the center of the altar, and in the center of the altar is the tower of meritorious virtue, which has disappeared for many years.
It's just that for some reason, the merit tower, which should have been surrounded by rich spiritual energy and circling the power of rules, will be quiet and silent, like an ordinary stone tower the size of a palm, without any miraculous effects, and it cannot be detected.
If Xuan Ye had not been in contact with the people from the Buddha Gate, some of them had seen the Buddha Tower once, maybe they would not have been able to recognize it.
Qin Xi stood in front of the altar and looked down at the Gongde Pagoda for a long time. His eyes fell on the village chief: "Why is the Gongde Pagoda in your hands?"
"Do you know the merit tower?" The old village chief was shocked: "Who are you?!"
"Answer me!" The sweet Qin Xi became condensed and sharp at this moment, his eyes were like a torch, and he even brought killing intent: "Why is the merit tower of the Buddha Gate in your hands!"
Xuan Ye's face sank, he walked to him step by step with Qin Xi's sudden outburst of coercion, and raised his hand to wrap his shoulders: "Calm down, Qin Xi."
"Xuan Ye..." The aura of such a knife suddenly vented, Qin Xi looked up at Xuan Ye at a loss, his eyes were slightly red, and there was a faint cry: "Why is the Gongde Tower here? Why are they related to the Buddha Gate! "
"I know, calm down, okay?" Xuan Ye patted him, no longer restrained his aura, and his demonic energy rose into the sky, suppressing these ordinary villagers without any resistance, kneeling on the ground and shivering: " Give you one last chance and say, what is your relationship with the Buddha Gate!"
Forced to suppress, the old village chief also knelt down on the ground, but there was a bit of excitement and excitement between his eyebrows: "Are you immortals? Are you the descendants of benefactors?"
"Benefactor?" Xuan Ye's aura suddenly stopped, he hugged Qin Xi, who had gradually calmed down, and walked to the edge of the altar. He looked down at the villagers and asked again, "Make it clear."
The old village chief sighed and said slowly: "We... are the descendants of the Yanjiang family. The master of the Gongde Pagoda once saved the lives of our Yanjiang family, and has been regarded as a benefactor by our family for generations."
The Yanjiang family began after the overthrow of the ancient times. The population of the tribe is not large, but they naturally know the method of divination and prayer. The Jing Dynasty advocated the theory of immortals. When the second generation was on the throne, the Yanjiang family was reused by the royal family and served as the national teacher of the Jing Dynasty. Astrology and divination, praying for blessings and begging for rain, the innate talents of the clansmen give them a high prestige in the court, and their supporters are everywhere among the people. Until the third abdication, this glory that lasted for nearly a hundred years can be described as unparalleled.
Until the fourth succeeded the throne, Liu Jingtian appeared in front of people.
The Yanjiang family has some innate abilities, but they are far from those who cultivate. The appearance of Liu Jingtian easily suppressed them, and soon lost the emperor's favor and was abandoned. This is not the end, Liu Jingtian is planning step by step, targeting everywhere, not only designing to frame the clan, but also copying the clan of the Yanjiang clan, so that they have no place to survive.
At the time of despair, the disciples of the Buddha Sect appeared in the world, helped them resolve the crisis, created the illusion of genocide with illusion, and took them to take root here. Year after year, the people behind the weir border live cautiously and cautiously, for fear of being discovered by the imperial court one day. Unexpectedly, the one who waited in the end was the benefactor whose life was about to end.
The benefactor handed the merit tower to them and ordered them to worship and mourn devoutly for generations, and then died soon after.
After that, what the descendants of Yanjiang waited for was not the search and arrest of the court, but the chaos of the world and the wailing of ghosts. Fortunately, this remote mountain village is not conspicuous, and there is a formation arranged by the benefactor to shield it. It is like a source outside the world, avoiding the disaster and continuing to continue.
The dynasties have changed, and the Yanjiang family has been guarding here for all their lives. In order to repay their kindness, they regard the dedication of the merit tower as the responsibility of the past dynasties. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and the responsibility of kindness has become a tribal rule, which has been adhered to until now.
The village does not have contact with the outside world, and maintains its original simplicity and tranquility. It only allows young people to leave with their children to work and study in big cities, which also conveys the latest information to the village. They will not be completely derailed from the times, nor will they be disturbed by the tranquility, and the secrets they are guarding will not be discovered.
Until a group of students from the Department of Archaeology strayed here. They seem to insist that this ancient village has some secrets hidden in history. After several explorations, there is no answer. After passing it on, the village of the Yanjiang family has inexplicably turned into a group of students. where they are challenged.
The formation method failed, and the Yanjiang family could not be hidden forever. The previous village chief made a decisive decision and chose the pseudonym Qicun to belong to Heziwan, becoming one of the ordinary villages. In front of people, hidden in it.
They also know that the merit tower is not an ordinary treasure, and if it is detected, it will inevitably lead to disaster. Therefore, the village seems to welcome batch after batch of students and tourists, but the last secret is always kept tight-lipped.
The seven Heziwan villages are not the seventh villages, but the seventh ones that are better than the seventh-level pagodas.
"The Yanjiang family..." Xuan Ye said lightly, shook his head and said nothing.
He had heard the rumors of this tribe. At the beginning of Liu Jingtian's uprising, Xuan Ye thought that the other party was from the Yanjiang family. Later, I went round and round to understand the whole story, and only then did I know the grievances between Liu Jingtian and the Yanjiang family.
Qin Xi squatted on the edge of the altar and asked with red eyes, "Your benefactor... where is he... buried?"
The old village chief shook his head: "I don't know. About the benefactor, the ancestors of my family will tell the younger generation in detail. My father only told me that the ancestors once invited the benefactor to enjoy his old age in our family, but he was rejected. When you return to heaven and earth, you don't have to be bound by vain rituals, and there will be no news after that."
"..." Qin Xi was silent for a long time before he whispered: "Since he asked you to guard the merit tower, he must have his intentions. In the future... you will worship it carefully. If I find out that you are not doing your best, I will not take it lightly. Rao."
His voice was small and sounded a little weak, but inexplicably shocked the villagers present.
Xuan Ye felt a little helpless, he hugged the person and got off the altar, watching the old village chief hand out a card that looked like a business card and said, "If something happens in the future, I will take this to a place with the same sign to find someone, they will help me. You solve the trouble. As for... about the Buddha Tower and your clan, everything is business as usual, don't spread it out."
"Yes." The old village chief replied respectfully.
Although they did not reveal their identities, the village chief seemed to recognize that they were descendants of the Buddha Sect, with a respectful attitude.
It was also a mistake. There are not many people in the world who know the merit tower, and even fewer know that the merit tower is owned by the Buddha Gate. Xuan Ye knew something about the inside story, but it was because he had been in contact with the disciples of the Buddha Sect, but that was also something that happened before Jing Chao.
The old events of the Jing Dynasty are too tragic, no matter when they are revealed, they will undoubtedly suffer endless criticism and rejection, and may even cause panic because of the demons or monks who have left obvious traces in history. To put it mildly, even if ordinary people understand the past and accept these pasts, it is difficult to guarantee that the Buddha Gate, which has been criticized by countless people, will not be turned up again and accused again.
Privately, Xuan Ye thinks this is the most important thing. He didn't want Qin Xi to face these accusations after hearing the sad old things.
After that night, Xuan Ye and Qin Xi did not play with other students for the remaining two days, and stayed at the village chief's house. Qin Xi was gloomy, and he used the excuse of being sick to leave the army activities, regardless of whether other people would have any opinions. Xuan Ye naturally stayed and stayed with him quietly.
The other students have experienced rural life, but they still haven't found any fresh and interesting news.
Returning on the third day, Xuan Ye ordered those students to be picked up, and he brought Qin Xi to the altar again.
The author has something to say:
Let’s talk about the bug first: I can’t find the setting of Jingchao Guoshi. I can’t find where it was written before. There may be some turmoil in the third generation and some turmoil in the fourth generation. Tell me if you find it, and I will revise it. .
After talking about the business, talk about the useless 23333:
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