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Watching Yan Yuanzhao prostrate three times to the people on the stone platform, Yan Che's shocking thoughts gradually recovered, and he began to look at this "old ancestor" without any trace, and with the help of the bright beauty that came from nowhere. Light, looking at all the surrounding environment.

The reason why the old ancestor was called the old ancestor, Yan Che found out that the man on the stone platform, apart from the frost-stained eyebrows scattered on his shoulders, was so white that it seemed holy and transparent, the old ancestor who was sitting upright with his eyes closed had a ruddy complexion and facial features. Not inferior to this young man, he doesn't see the slightest wrinkles and vicissitudes of the old man, but has a faint luster.

Taking a closer look, the person on the stone platform has strong and resolute facial features, with sharp edges and corners. Yan Che found that the facial features of this person were vaguely similar to those of Yan Guoqiang and others—especially between the bridge of the nose and the center of the eyebrows. They all have deep depressions, but they are not the kind of flat nose bridges of ordinary people, and the depressions are very three-dimensional.

Looking carefully, Yan Che also found that the person on the stone platform was not wearing the current clothes, but a dark green dark green robe from the Qin and Han Dynasties with the left breast on the left and the right on the right. Following his sitting posture, the sleeves were neatly spread out. Scattered on the stone platform, without half a trace of folds, meticulous.The long silver whiskers on the chin, no more, no less, just hang down between the two hands lightly clasping the legs, covering those hands.

And on the stone platform next to the person on the stone platform, there are eight seats in four corners, each with strangely shaped lamps, like bronze, more like black jade, the color is very similar to the clothes, all of which are dark, but the inside of the lamp is dark. There is only a piece of wick, but neither is there any light nor oil.

"This is our ancestor." Yan Che was still sizing up the person on the stone platform. Yan Yuanzhao had stood beside Yan Che at some point, staring at the person with closed eyes together with him. More is admiration.

"Our... ancestors?" Yan Che murmured, more like a question than a question.

"Yeah." Yan Yuanzhao nodded, with serious eyes: "He is the real ancestor of our Yan family."

"The... real ancestor?" Yan Che was puzzled, looking sideways at Yan Yuanzhao.

Yan Yuanzhao tilted his head, looked at Yan Che, and nodded seriously and firmly: "Yes, our Yan family is the descendant of this old ancestor."

Hearing this, Yan Che's heart skipped a beat: "Didn't it mean...not that..." Didn't it mean that this is just the ancestor of the court generation?

Yan Yuanzhao smiled lightly and shook his head: "The Yan family has a secret... The secret is the ancestor."

"Old Ancestor, I... I'm a little confused." Yan Che felt that his eyes had really turned into mosquito coils in cartoons, and he was really dizzy.

"Oh." Glancing at Yan Che's expression, Yan Yuanzhao smiled, patted Yan Che's shoulder, motioned to follow him to the stone platform, pointed to the futon, and said, "Come on, first pay respects to the ancestors." A salute."

Yan Che hesitated for two seconds, and finally he knelt down on the futon according to the old man's instructions, only to realize that... the futon looked like grass leaves, but was actually made up of countless petals, fluffy and soft, with a dry fragrance , a fragrance that Yan Che had never smelled before, especially refreshing.

Properly following Yan Yuanzhao's kowtow just now, Yan Che also bowed three times.

When he got up, Yan Yuanzhao had already pulled two futons and placed them in front of the stone platform. He sat on one with a happy expression, and at the same time signaled Yan Che to sit on the other.

Yan Che glanced at Yan Yuanzhao, then at the people on the stone platform, begging: Well, they are sitting in exactly the same posture.

As if feeling Yan Che's gaze, Yan Yuanzhao raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you looking at? You have come here before, and you have to learn the 'sitting posture' in the future."

Yan Che is embarrassed, you don't want me to learn this sitting posture, do you? !

Yan Yuanzhao nodded: "This is the 'sitting position'."

Curling his lips, Yan Che wanted to know the "secret", so he sat obediently on the futon, and the three "persons" sat in exactly the same posture.

"Do you know why our Yan family has lived in Yanjiawan for generations?" Yan Yuanzhao asked straight to the point, staring at Yan Che.

Yan Che was stunned: "Are those legends and your story just now true?"

Yan Yuanzhao rolled his eyes fiercely, and gave Yan Che an annoyed sideways glance: "You are still a college student, so you are so superstitious."

Yan Che was embarrassed again, pointing to the people on the stone platform, and then pointing to himself: "Old Ancestor, in this situation, grandchildren don't want to be superstitious, right?! Ah, Ancestor, Ancestor..." of?

Following Yan Che's pointing, Yan Yuanzhao glanced at the people on the stone platform reverently, and said with slight regret: "If the ancestor is still alive, do you think our Yan clan can decline like this?"

"Ah?" No, is this a dead person?corpse?Yan Che raised his head in shock, no matter what angle he looked at, he really couldn't see that the person sitting upright was...a corpse.

"No rules." Yan Yuanzhao sternly stopped Yan Che from looking around blankly at the moment: "That is the ancestor, the ancestor of our Yan family's bloodline inheritance."

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Yan Che shrank his neck, and for the first time, the old man's aura was really too "severe": "Hehe, ancestor, I, my grandson and grandson are just curious." Yan Che followed Yan Yuanzhao into After entering this mysterious place, I subconsciously changed "I" to "grandchildren". I don't know why, but I only know that it is inevitable to do so.

Satisfied with Yan Che's well-behaved at the moment, Yan Yuanzhao nodded slightly, and smiled lightly: "Our Yan family has a secret among secrets, and that is our ancestors."

Yan Che understood.

"There is another secret among the secrets, which is the structure of the identity of the ancestors and the guardianship of the ancestors." Yan Yuanzhao stared at Yan Che in a daze. The following text from the old man.

Yan Yuanzhao raised his finger and pointed to the latest tablet on the right. Yan Che glanced at it, his pupils shrank slightly. The tablet said "Yan's sacrificial court wide character collection of rain". A white porcelain jar.

"That is Uncle Ji Yu's memorial tablet." Yan Yuanzhao's eyes drifted, as if he was remembering something, and after a while, he said: "You are smart, you must understand some reasons, right?"

Yan Che nodded, then shook his head, looking at Yan Yuanzhao with increasingly confused eyes.

"That's right, this is the secret of our Yan family, a secret that has been inherited for more than 1000 years." Yan Yuanzhao glanced at Yan Che lightly, and continued: "The descendants of the Yan family will produce a guardian every four generations. A person with a spirit and a person from Jingling, Uncle Jiyu is the person who guards the spirit of the ancestors, and I am the person from Jingling."

Yan Che was stunned.

"Guarding the ancestor spirit is not like you think, kneeling here without eating or drinking. What are you afraid of?" Yan Yuanzhao gave Yan Che a look: "The story I told you in Gou'er Mountain earlier is half true and false. The Yan family really I have encountered many disasters of genocide, but the reason why the bloodline continues to this day is mostly because of the people who guard the ancestors."

"A person who guards the ancestor spirit?" Yan Che couldn't help but say something that had been confusing for a long time, and it seemed to gradually become clear...for example, Yan He.

"Thought it?" Yan Yuanzhao glanced at Yan Che with satisfaction, and looked at the person on the stone platform with some confusion: I don't know whether it is right or wrong to bring him in.

"Old Ancestor, I, my second brother..." Yan Che was a little excited, and his mind was also a little confused.

Nodding his head, Yan Yuanzhao continued: "That's right, Yan He is the next guardian of the ancestor spirit."

"The person who guards the ancestral spirit, logically speaking, should not stay in Yanjiawan for too long. It's just that your aunt passed away too early, and your second brother pity you and your elder brother are too busy at home, so I came to Jiguanzhi Years, and failed to get out of Yanjiawan, until..." Yan Yuanzhao fell silent and did not continue speaking.

"Old Ancestor, I... grandson and grandson don't understand." Yan Che's heart was sad, and a ray of sadness floated in his heart unconsciously.

"It is said to guard the ancestor spirit, but in fact, it is also to keep a strand of Yan's blood outside just in case." Yan Yuanzhao did not dare to look at Yan Che's eyes. After all, it has been so many years, he... really I feel that the rules set by the ancestors are really cruel: "The ancestors must have a suitable identity cover, so the ancestors will replace the generation of ancestors who guard the ancestors and live in Yanjiawan... Otherwise, not only our Yan The clan is in trouble, let alone the immortal body of our ancestors."

"It means, it means... until the next guardian of the ancestors is selected, I, my second brother, will never be able to go back to Yanjiawan? Can't I see you?" Yan Che was agitated, and couldn't hold back his anger. Looking at the person on the stone platform, no, it should be a living corpse.

Yan Yuanzhao turned his head away, not wanting to see Yan Che's anger... At that time, he also witnessed his father's anger, because... Yan Tingkuan was his uncle, who was chosen from birth as the next ancestral guardian After that, he was thrown out of Yanjiawan, and he was called the "outcast" by his uncle.

But what about that?

In order to pass on the blood of the Yan clan, and to keep the earth-shattering secret of their ancestors, they... had no choice but to do it, really had no choice but to do it!

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the gushing anger, Yan Che calmed down: "Old Ancestor, I'm sorry, grandson..." A little excited.

Gently waving his hands, Yan Yuanzhao seemed to have aged a lot in a breath, raised his head dejectedly, and looked at Yan Che again: "Originally, I shouldn't have brought you here."

Yan Che quietly waited for the next sentence.

"But, look, Jiguan Mountain changed when you were admitted to university, and now... Qiwang Mountain is alive, so, Yan Che, I think, if you want to break this rule, you... maybe you can." A glimmer of hope rose from Yan Yuanzhao's eyes, shining brightly, like a bright star, looking at Yan Che.

"Me?" Yan Che was startled.

Yan Yuanzhao nodded, got up from the futon, and walked towards the stone platform——Yan Che discovered that there was actually a hidden compartment in front of the stone platform, and Yan Yuanzhao pressed his finger on the one in front of it, and a stone dark space like a drawer came out. grid.

After taking out a piece of black stuff from inside, Yan Yuanzhao's hands trembled with excitement, he walked back to the futon, sat down cross-legged, and handed the black thing in front of Yan Che.

Yan Che was puzzled. He looked at the dark object in Yan Yuanzhao's hand, and then looked up at Yan Yuanzhao: "Old Ancestor, this is..." What?

"Sheepskin." Yan Yuanzhao did not look at Yan Che's doubts, but stared excitedly at the thing held in both hands: "This is sheepskin, the sheepskin left by the ancestors."

ha?sheepskin?Shouldn't it be in the bamboo slips?

——"The golden mountain is restored, the dark canal is bright, and my Shuiyan clan is released."

Yan Che looked at the obvious handwriting and content on the sheepskin, and stared again: Xiaozhuan script? !Shui Yanshi? !

"Well, our Yan family is not a real Chinese." Yan Yuan took care of Yan Che's doubts, and looked up at the ancestor on the stone platform: "The ancestor himself doesn't know how the ancestors came to China. Tu, I only know that our previous surname was Shuiyan, and it was changed to Yan after Emperor Shihuang."

Forehead--

The First Emperor... Qin Shihuang? !

"Well, it's the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty." Yan Yuanzhao nodded and admitted: "Our ancestor was the first emperor who passed away five years ago."

Yan Che suddenly felt a little unacceptable.Looking at the "ancestor" on the stone platform, I was shocked: Isn't this a corpse that has "lived" for nearly 2000 years?The ancestor of the Yan family? !

"Don't look at it, the old ancestor passed away long ago." Yan Yuanzhao was a little bit big-headed, he was obviously a smart grandson, why did he look like this now?

"Old Ancestor, the appearance of an Old Ancestor, wouldn't it be that he really took some 'elixir' that would not destroy the body?" Yan Che stammered a little. The history of Qin Shihuang's incident is clearly recorded in history—for example , Qin Shihuang was afraid of death, and sought the elixir of immortality everywhere, so Xu Fu went to sea to find the elixir, and made a Japanese Yamato.

When Yan Yuanzhao heard the words, his face sank, and there was a trace of hostility on his face, and he said: "Hmph, if it wasn't for the Xu family's house to bewitch the first emperor, how could our Yan family guard the ancestor spirit today!!"

Ah, really? !Yan Che was dumbfounded.

"What kind of elixir? Those are all highly poisonous pills. If the Emperor Shihuang hadn't given that thing to our ancestors, our ancestors would have died? Will our Yan clan be like this?" Yan Yuanzhao shook his hands violently, and the sleeves and clothes were wiped out. The sound of "shua shua" indignation.

"The old ancestor... just took the elixir, ah no, did the elixir die? That's why the body looks so indestructible?" Yan Che quietly glanced at Yan Yuanzhao, and his eyes fell on the stone platform sitting upright like a living person On the old ancestors: My God, this is too amazing! !

"Hmph." Yan Yuanzhao's anger was still not calm.

Looking at the people on the stone platform.

Yan Che froze suddenly, Mumu turned his head, and carefully asked for confirmation: "Old Ancestor, you, what do you mean... Could it be... Yan Jiawan's responsibility, the purpose of bringing me here... is to protect the corpse?!"

Yan Yuanzhao nodded sullenly: "This is one of the reasons why our Yan family has lived in Yanjiawan for a long time and never left."

"One?" And two?

"Yes, you saw the content on the sheepskin just now, right?" Yan Yuanzhao returned to the basket in high spirits, with a much better complexion.

"Is that 'recovering the golden mountain, clearing the dark canal'?" Yan Che didn't understand what that meant, let alone the implication contained in "My Shuiyan clan explained".

Yan Yuanzhao nodded, took back the dark parchment in Yan Che's hand, put it away carefully, put it back in the dark space, and sat back on the futon: "I know that Emperor Shi Huang built a road besides the Great Wall and the Imperial Mausoleum. Is it Lingqu?"

Yan Che nodded. The Lingqu Canal built by Qin Shihuang at that time was one of the oldest canals in the world. Nowadays, many people love and hate this Shi Huang who is mixed with praise and criticism.

"Do you know why our Lingqu Town is called Lingqu Town?" Yan Yuanzhao asked Yan Che another question.

"Uh...it can't be..."

Yan Yuanzhao nodded: "There are actually two Lingqu canals of the first emperor, a Yangqu canal and a dark canal. Our ancestors were the ones in charge of the dark canals."

Oh, no? !Yan Che thoroughly felt that he had gone through a huge baptism of vicissitudes of life, a little numb, and a little hesitant: "Old Ancestor, don't tell me that the so-called culvert is actually here, right?!"

This time, finally seeing Yan Yuanzhao shaking his head, Yan Che heaved a sigh of relief, and said to himself: It's okay, it's okay.

"However, it's not bad." Yan Yuanzhao threw out a sentence when Yan Che was relieved, if he was sitting on a stool, Yan Che probably fell off the stool.

"The reason why Lingqu Town is called Lingqu Town, and the ancestors took our door to guard here, and this "Jinshan recovery, dark canal bright" indicates that the dark canal should be near us." Yan Yuanzhao indexed unconsciously Picking up the thread at the edge of his clothes, he looked at the ancestor on the stone platform and said: "I heard from the ancestors that after the ancestors repaired the underground canal, the site of the underground canal and the detailed drawings inside were robbed on the way to the first emperor, so , the First Emperor sinned against our ancestors and bestowed upon our ancestors...and let the descendants of our ancestors look for the dark canal. If we can't find the dark canal, our Yan clan will never escape..."

Yan Yuanzhao's voice became smaller and smaller, and Yan Che's ears moved closer and closer to the old man in order to hear Yan Yuanzhao's words clearly.

tom—

Yan Yuanzhao's voice disappeared.

Yan Che also slammed his head on the stone floor, excruciating pain.

Rubbing his forehead that was probably swollen, Yan Che felt a little resentful.

"However, look, this time Qiwang Mountain is showing its golden mountain. I think it makes sense." Yan Yuanzhao ignored Yan Che's raised forehead at all. When he looked up again, Yan Che saw the old man's shining face again. His eyes stared at him burningly.

"I'm just asking about the secrets you've been hiding, but you are a descendant of the Yan family, and your blood requires you to take responsibility for the Yan family." Yan Yuanzhao did not allow Yan Che to question him, and continued forcefully: "Even if it is not for the Yan family For the sake of your second brother Yan He, you also have to accept this responsibility. My old man is quite old, and I can't help much, and I can help as much as I can."

Yan Che felt cold sweat: Is this helping him?This is obviously pushing the responsibility and forcing him to take office!

However, after thinking about it, thinking of his second brother Yan He, Yan Che still chose to acquiesce: Is it responsible?

Think about the drunken sadness of the old father at the foot of Wuxu Mountain during the Chinese New Year, think about the hesitation when the eldest brother mentioned Yan He, and think about Zhang Chang’s indignation that there are words in the words and stories in the stories. When I was wronged for the second brother, but also because the second brother could not fulfill his filial piety in person, he quietly stood beside the old father... Thinking of myself who has been protected by the elder brother and the second brother since childhood, in addition to accepting the affection they give for granted Besides, I was so selfish that I never thought about them, about them.

What "recovering the golden mountain, clearing the dark canal" and "my family of water words is explained"... are not what Yan Che wants to pay attention to. What he wants is a simple, harmonious and reunited family. Being together, even if they were poor together, he felt happy. What's more, now that he has a secret that can change everything, he... hopes that the family can be reunited.

Without his mother, he still has a baby, and two older brothers... At this time, what can be closer to a relationship than a family relationship where blood is thicker than water?

When the two figures, one old and one young, walked out of the ancestral hall staggeringly when no one was paying attention, they realized that the noise of Yanjiawan had overturned the sky.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Yan Yuanzhao paused, looked at the bustling Yanjiawan, and turned to ask Yan Che.

Yan Che also shook his head and spread his hands: I don't know, I have been following you!

It didn't take long for the two generations to doubt, and naturally enthusiastic people "actively" stepped forward to solve the doubts.

It turned out that in the ancestral hall of the two people, not long after entering the ancestral hall, someone called the TV station about the vision of Qiwang Mountain.

Now, not only the city TV station rushed over, but even the provincial TV station drove an interview car and rushed to Yanjiawan in a beep.

Of course, after hearing the news, many experts and scholars came along with the people from the TV station.

Although Qiwang Mountain is not a real golden mountain, but... What kind of flowers are blooming on Qiwang Mountain?

That is a golden camellia!

What is Camellia?

Camellia can be called the "giant panda" in the plant world. It is rare to see a few plants in the world. This Qiwang Mountain is covered with camellias all over the mountains, and all of them are in bloom... Such anecdotes and strange things can be rare. Experts ?Can you get less attention?

As the carloads of people get off at Liujiatan, and if they can't come to Yanjiawan, more and more people follow them, and they become denser and denser. A place to be lively.

The more people there are, the louder the noise will be.

As the noise got louder, naturally more and more people would watch the excitement.

This is not.

Along the way, the old man met many familiar people.

With his head held high and a smile on his face, the old man took square steps, out of the style of an elder, because behind him was Yan Che, the capital he was going to show off this time.

"Oh, old man Lin, you old man, are you here too?"

"Hey, old Song, haven't kicked your legs yet?"

"Haha, it's Teacher Zeng, come to Yanjiawan if you have time, sit down and have a light meal before going back to school!"

"Hey, old Qintou, why don't you ask me for tea when you come here? I have the new tea from Jiguan Mountain this year."

"Hey, look at me, come here, this is the good grandson of my Yan family."

"...What? Ah, that's right, it's the third child of the fourth family."

"That's right, that's the one from our Yan family who was admitted to university."

"Haha, where is it, it's just that the child is a little smarter, a little bit, haha."

"Oh, the scientific name is Yan Che, that's right, the word, I haven't had time to get it yet."

"That's that, that good boy who wants to be included in the genealogy, how could he not ask you, Li Banxian, to get an auspicious word?"

"Okay, you guys come to Gou'er Mountain for a while and sit down."

"No, this Gou'er Mountain was created by my little grandson."

"Hmph, what, after studying so many books, you come back to rub the mud, he's making fun of him."

"Hehe, it's okay, kid, after reading books for many years, he is naturally more knowledgeable than us old bones."

"Okay, come over to Gou'er Mountain to sit in a while and drink the tea made by my little grandson."

"Bah, rich old man, I'm not bragging, your teahouse... After drinking the tea made by my little grandson, you should close it quickly, don't come out and make a fool of yourself."

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