Flavored candle shop

The Town God's Temple is in the central district of the city, and the incense and candle shop is on the edge of the city. Today is a day off, and there are many people on the road. By the time they arrive at the Cultural Street outside the Town God's Temple, it is almost noon.

Although Hong Yao thought he was a very free and easy terracotta figurine, he never thought that he could be so free and easy. He could suppress the urge to kill even when such a great thing as demolition and relocation and getting rich became obsolete. Adjust your mentality.

This is probably the benefit of the hollow terracotta figurines!

While sighing, Hong Yao accepted the invitation to have lunch at Pei Ci's high-end restaurant.

He has already lost the demolition funds, this future employee must not let him escape!

There was a sudden chill on his back, Pei Ci looked up at the sky, the sun was shining brightly, it should be an illusion.

The restaurant where the three of them ate was called Yuhe Pavilion. It was only across the street from the Town God's Temple. The price was as good as its location. To eat here, ordinary tables depended on reservations, private rooms depended on luck, and Pei Ci was more powerful.

As soon as he entered the antique copper gate, Hong Yao was attracted by the relief wall in the hall.

A group of cranes are flying, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and the general in light armor is standing on the cliff and reining in his horse, which is very artistic.

"This is a picture of Xuanwei General Sui Qi meeting a crane on a cliff." Pei Ci said softly, "Xuanwei General Sui Qi was the commander of the Shangjing Defense Army at the end of Jing's reign. , although the capital was finally destroyed, Sui Qi’s reputation of being brave and fearless has been passed down through the ages, so the folks..."

The relief wall is wide and tall, and Hong Yao looked up at the copper crane hovering on the top, and said in a low voice: "City, Yi Shengmin also. God, city pool also..."

City God is not the name of a god, but a priesthood. The city gods of each city are usually elected by the people of each city. Since the city god was originally responsible for guarding the town, most of the people chose to die for their country.

"Boss Pei is right. What we used in Yuhe Pavilion is the allusion of General Sui Qi's encounter with a crane on a cliff." The lobby manager of Yuhe Pavilion had just stepped up to greet him when he heard the conversation between Pei Ci and Hong Yao, so he simply followed along. The topic of the two said, "Just opposite is the Temple of the City God, so that we can enjoy the glory of Xuanwei City God!"

"Mr. Pei has not been here for a long time. Our chef has developed a few new nourishing dishes for the season. Would you like to try them today?"

Pei Ci nodded: "Are there any boxes facing the Town God's Temple at this moment?"

"Yes, yes! It's a coincidence that you came, the room with the best view is just empty!"

……

After entering the private room and closing the door, Fang Chong, who had been holding back his words, finally had a chance to speak: "I just found out today that the Temple of the City God in our city is dedicated to General Sui Qi!"

Pei Ci poured tea and said, "General Sui Qi defended Shangjing thousands of years ago, so it's normal for him to be the City God of Shangjing for thousands of years."

Fang Chong spoke bluntly: "But didn't he fail to defend? The upper capital city was destroyed, and the Jing dynasty was destroyed... The subjugated general will serve as the city god. Doesn't this have a good meaning?"

Pei Ci paused while pouring the tea. He looked at Fang Chong helplessly, then pushed the teacup containing the orange-yellow clear tea soup in front of Hong Yao, and said, "It's because he is the general who will subjugate the country."

"Ah? Why is that?" Fang Chong couldn't understand.

"At the beginning of the Rong Dynasty, the hearts of the people had not yet returned, and the people of Shangjing still regarded themselves as people from the Jing Dynasty. Like this kind of patron saint guarding the city, they were naturally willing to choose the Sui general who had given up his life to defend the city for ten days."

Ever since entering the Yuhe Pavilion, the red medicine that was a little distracted was called back by the warm tea that suddenly appeared in front of him: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Pei Ci smiled and continued pouring tea.

"He has been the City God for thousands of years, yet there are still so many brats under his command!" Fang Chong was annoyed for a moment and then a little melancholy, "Boss Hong, this is a historical celebrity after all, so let's label it like this...cough, Would it be too hasty to go to the door?"

Not to mention his priesthood, even if he is just an ordinary ghost, after a thousand years, he should become the king of ghosts.

Hong Yao took a sip of the tea, and threw down Da Lei with a flat expression: "Sui Qi didn't become the City God."

"?!"

"The city was defended for ten days. Although the upper capital was destroyed, Sui Qi did not die."

Hong Yao put down her teacup, closed her eyelashes lightly, and fell into that dark memory again.

As a buried pottery figurine, Hong Yao didn't know whether he was made by a famous master or an apprentice craftsman, and he didn't know whether he was produced in the imperial palace or from the people.Anyway, as soon as he opened his eyes, he was already standing in the grave.

But instead of saying that his consciousness came into being suddenly, it is better to say that he was awakened by someone.

Being woken up in the tomb, now, it looks like a horror story, but from the perspective of Hong Yao, who was just born conscious at the time, it was really just that she couldn't stand the noise.

Those artisans, palace men, and concubines who were imprisoned alive in the mausoleum were more able to toss each other. After crying and screaming, they chose to fight for the last time in the face of the approaching death.

Hong Yao, who was watching coldly, once thought that they could really dig out an escape route.

Hit by their strong will to survive, Hong Yao thought about joining the escape from the mausoleum, but unfortunately he was just a terracotta figurine who couldn't speak or move.

The narrow passage is getting deeper and deeper, and those people are getting more and more tired, but their eyes are still shining with the light of survival.

Then the door of the mausoleum opened again, and a bloody remnant soldier appeared in front of the weary people.

Hong Yao heard those people excitedly calling the leader of the remnant soldiers 'General Sui'. They cried and laughed and begged General Sui to rescue them.

The Sui general only said a few words.

—— "Where is Your Majesty?"

——"Then you can rest assured to be buried with His Majesty."

The escape route failed in the end.

For thousands of years, amidst the sound of the blade repeatedly piercing through the bones and flesh, and the blood splashing repeatedly, he had imagined countless times: Maybe, even if Sui Qi hadn't entered the mausoleum at that time, the passage might not have been opened. Before getting through, those people had already died, maybe...

In such a desperate situation, vitality is too slim a ray of light.

But none of those "maybes" happened. Those who survived were killed by their trusted General Sui.

After they died, they turned into earth-bound spirits, and kept repeating 'digging the tunnel', 'killed', 'digging the tunnel', 'killed' in the mausoleum...

In this way, it has accompanied Hongyao for 1000 years.

……

"So Sui Qi will definitely not be able to become the City God."

After listening to Hong Yao's truncated version of the "Sui Qi Emperor's Mausoleum Extermination" incident, Fang Chong did not doubt the authenticity of this matter, nor did he ask how Hong Yao knew about it. His first reaction was—— "Why did Sui Qi ask where the emperor is when he entered the mausoleum? You'll know if you just lift the coffin board."

Hong Yao was silent, how did he know, he was just a terracotta figurine who couldn't speak or move.

However, Pei Ci seemed to have realized something, and said: "Three years later, the mausoleum of the last emperor was discovered by tomb robbers. In order to protect the cultural relics inside the mausoleum to the greatest extent, the archaeological team conducted a rescue excavation. After all the tombs were neatly cleaned out, history The academic world has a new conjecture."

"What guess?"

"In the coffin of the mausoleum, it is not Emperor Jing Mo who lies."

"Hiss..." For some reason, Fang Chong suddenly had goosebumps on his arms, and he asked with a trembling voice, "Who is lying there? No... no, why do archaeologists have such a conjecture?"

Thousands of years have passed, and the corpses have long since turned into skeletons, with no face, no skin, no DNA, so there is no way to tell the difference, right?

Pei Ci: "Because of the scars on the skeleton."

"Broken ribs, broken leg bones... and many old wounds that healed but left marks."

Although Emperor Jing Mo was the king of subjugation, he really hadn't suffered much. He had been pampered and pampered in the palace built of gold and jade. Not to mention broken bones and broken bones, even if there were too many cuts on his fingers, the imperial doctors had to run away. Legs, who let his father fail to live up to expectations, he is the only one with a single seedling and a prince.

"Moreover, there is a lot of food and money in the mausoleum. The quantity and type are not the standard for burial, but more like..." Pei Ci paused, and continued, "It's more like the capital that was deliberately stored for a comeback."

Fang Chong was startled: "So they... have prepared all the money and food, and lost the emperor?"

Well, that sums it up pretty well.

Hong Yao was also surprised, Pei Ci knew too much about it: "Is your hobby historical and archaeological?"

An archeology enthusiast who is forced to go home and inherit the family property?

"Not all... I'm just particularly interested in Jing Chaonian." Pei Ci frowned slightly, with a trace of confusion on his face, "I don't know why."

The white clouds were blown away by the breeze, and the bright sunshine shone on Pei Ci's slightly pale face, and the frown between his brows seemed to become glaring and obtrusive.

"What's the matter?" Hong Yao said in a clear voice, "Everyone has a favorite dynasty."

Pei Ci looked sideways at Hong Yao, and asked curiously, "What about you, which dynasty do you like?"

Hong Yao lowered his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he raised his eyes and smiled lightly, and said, "Jing Chao. But I can't say I like it, but the impression is deep."

While talking, the three of them had already reached the gate of the Town God's Temple. Without Pei Ci asking, Fang Chong stepped forward and paid for the tickets.

After stepping through the gate, Fang Chong murmured softly: "Although the entrance fee is only ten yuan, as long as I think that the city gods enshrined here will default to Sui Qi, I will... Tsk!"

Fang Chong looked aggrieved. Hong Yao looked amusing and deliberately teased him: "Then how do you know what I said is true? What if I lied to you?"

Fang Chong's expression froze, and his tone was very uncertain: "You can't?"

"You can't do this." Hong Yao said earnestly, "It's too easy to believe what other people say."

"Just believe it. After all, it's your own choice, but because someone else's rhetorical question overturns the previous choice in an instant, it's not good."

"Ah?" Fang Chong didn't quite understand.

However, Hong Yao didn't intend to continue explaining, she shook her head and walked forward.

Fang Chong looked at Pei Ci, his big head was covered with big question marks.

Pei Ci patiently explained: "Boss Hong means that you have to learn to stick to your own choices."

oh!Now Xia Chong understood, and said excitedly: "I do have this problem! I used to have it when I was studying! I always change the answers to the multiple-choice questions before handing in the paper, and often change the correct ones to the wrong ones at the beginning!"

"But does this have anything to do with what we talked about just now?" Fang Chong was full of doubts, "So did Boss Hong lie to me?"

Pei Ci: "..."