change god

"Wujian, I want to ask you something." Xie Yingzhou stood in the yard and gnawed on the breakfast that Ye Wujian bought for her. It was a sweet bean stuffed biscuit covered with brown oil paper. Now Ye Wujian already knew Xie Yingzhou's taste.

"You ask." Ye Wujian didn't turn his head, and lowered his head to pull out the fine weeds on the vegetable field, so his white fingers were covered with mud.

"'Ye Changgu, my heart is calm, people from thousands of miles, my soul is at peace', have you heard such a nursery rhyme?" Xie Yingzhou recounted the nursery rhyme she heard in her dream last night and asked Ye Wujian.

"Strange nursery rhyme." Ye Wujian's action of pulling weeds paused, "It sounds like a song that lulls people to sleep, but I haven't heard it before." Nursery rhymes are usually sung orally by children in the village, and they are found everywhere , They use different dialects, even if Ye Wujian reads a lot of books, it is impossible to know all the nursery rhymes.

"Well, I guess so." Xie Yingzhou had already foreseen such an answer, so she didn't care, and then asked, "You said before that people in the mainland of China believe in various gods. Among them, is there a god whose head was set on fire?"

"The head is set on fire? It sounds like a sacrifice to an evil god." In the laws of the Yin Dynasty, the punishment for living sacrifices was extremely severe, so the strange and weird ritual customs of those few tribes have long been extinct in the territory of Qin Zhenguo. Even if they existed, they were hiding In the mountains and forests, it is not enough for outsiders.

"Uh... it shouldn't be the evil god..." Xie Yingzhou always felt kind when she thought of those people she saw in her dream. Those people's eyes were calm and calm, and their faces were also calm and rational. The lunatics who worship evil gods and kill people at every turn are completely different. "It's not the same. If it's related to gods, you've read so many books. Did any of them mention tribes or families that would set their heads on fire... er , or are there any gods who will light up their own heads? Light up the future of believers?" Xie Yingzhou made her own guesses.

Listening to Xie Yingzhou's serious description, Ye Wujian stopped the movements in his hands, thought carefully for a moment, and then shook his head, "Most of the history books that can be read now are after the founding of the Qin Dynasty. The books of the previous dynasty were not burned. , It is monopolized by the royal family, and the common people cannot see it, so I have never seen any records of the tribe or family whose heads were set on fire, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"I had a strange dream," Xie Yingzhou told Ye Wujian the original of the strange dream she had last night. It was not something that needed to be concealed, so she didn't hold back.

After listening to Xie Yingzhou's description, Ye Wujian's pretty eyebrows frowned, and he stopped pulling weeds, but got up silently and walked to the wooden bucket next to him, washing his hands clean.

Seeing Ye Wujian suddenly fell silent, with a serious expression on her face, Xie Yingzhou became more relaxed instead. She gnawed on the cake and walked to the steps below the corridor, sat down, chewed the sesame seed cake with her mouth protruding, watching what she was thinking about Ye Wujian, wait for her to clarify her thoughts before explaining to herself.

"Do you still remember Bai Linniao's ability?" Ye Wujian suddenly talked about this seemingly insignificant topic, and sat next to Xie Yingzhou.

"Can you perceive the past and the future?" Xie Yingzhou replied after thinking for a while.

"After you swallowed the crystal of the white forest bird, not only the hair color and slight appearance changes, but their characteristics were also inherited by you. , will become more and more obvious," Speaking of this, Ye Wujian frowned slightly, thinking of Xie Yingzhou's conflict and devouring the white forest bird crystal, she still couldn't help but want to get angry, but her pampering still took over. Shangfeng, she continued, "So I think what you dreamed about should be a family related to your life experience, some ancient memories, as you just mentioned, their clothes and dresses are not owned by Qin Zhenguo, I guess It should be from the Warring States period before Qin Zhenguo, but the history of the Warring States period has been more than 1400 years ago. In addition, at that time, the fairy mountain collapsed and most of the countries in the mainland of China were destroyed. The classics of that era are almost invisible now. What you dreamed of These people can’t even tell which country they belonged to during the Warring States Period.”

"My life experience? What is my life experience? Why do I have anything to do with those people?"

Ye Wujian sat on the steps in the corridor, staring at the blue sky, and continued to think, trying to sort out a more reasonable explanation, because she had always been curious and wary of Xie Yingzhou's life experience.

"Bai Linniao's premonition ability didn't happen for no reason. There should be a place here in Zhaorong City that must be connected to the ancient family in your dream, so you had the dream like that at night."

"1400 years have passed, even if there is such a place, it should be completely different, right?" Xie Yingzhou felt an indescribable feeling that the family whose head was lit must have nothing to do with him as a time traveler, but this body However, Xie Yingzhou was born to have emotions towards those people in the dream, which made Xie Yingzhou feel irritable, because she didn't like uncontrollable things happening to her, but it also made her feel a little at ease, because suddenly, she seemed to be in this era. With a little root, there is a group of ancestors, although those people have been lost in the long river of history.

Hmm... If possible, I hope that I can find the family members of this body by myself instead of them looking for me.

Xie Yingzhou murmured in her heart, she always felt that if the family with this body found her, this group of conservative ancient people would definitely not be able to accept her good deeds with Ye Wujian, so let's wait until she is fully prepared to meet again.

At that time, even if they disagree, she still has the ability to escape their shackles, let the sky fly, and she can be with whoever she wants.

"Yes, it wasn't just that the collapse of the fairy mountain led to the death of most people in the Warring States Period and the loss of customs. In the 1400 years of Qin Zhenguo, every ancient family has undergone countless blood reorganizations. In addition, the Yin Dynasty deliberately cracked down on the worship of evil gods. The original customs It may have been lost, what you dreamed about, your current family, or even the family, no one may know the ancient past, and your ancestors had such behavior."

"I think so too, but what you said just now, why did the Yin dynasty burn down the monopoly in the historical records of the ancient books of the previous dynasty? I really want to know about the collapse of the fairy mountain recorded in the Warring States period."

"I don't know about this. There is a saying that the reason why the Yin Dynasty monopolizes the classics of the Warring States Period is to cover up the secret of the rise of the Yin Dynasty. There are people, but no one can succeed in the end. I personally think that the rule of the Yin Dynasty is not bad. The people in the country live and work in peace and contentment. Even if the current monarch likes to fight in other countries, he can respect the local customs relatively well. The bad point Of course there are also..."

"A family can rule the same piece of land for more than 1400 years. People from the Yin family are probably quite remarkable. By the way, which god does the royal family worship?"

"The emperors of different years have their own inclinations towards the gods they believe in, but most of them are one of the five ancient gods. The current emperors don't seem to believe in any particular god."

"Ancient gods? Which five?" Since dreaming about those strange scenes, Xie Yingzhou has become interested in things related to gods and gods, which seem to be out of reach.

"Yuanshi, Shizang, Jing, Zuyuan, Tianqi."

"Oh~ Then, Wu Jian, who do you believe in?"

"It used to be Yuanshi Tianzun, but as a demon, it seems ridiculous to believe in ancient gods..."

"Hey, then you can be an atheist like me," Xie Yingzhou coaxed, knowing that Ye Wujian was depressed because he could no longer become a god, "The house is almost finished, let's go shopping and buy books later , buy furniture, okay?"

"Okay." Ye Wujian turned his face slightly and looked at Xie Yingzhou, his mood did not change.

"There are words here." Yin Shan Jun, who was sniffing around in the yard, suddenly shouted. It is still too unfamiliar with this new home, so it has been trying to get familiar with it, trying to adapt to the smell of the place where humans live.

Xie Yingzhou turned her head and saw that half of its body was buried in the weeds under a rockery in the small yard. The weeds there were clustered and messy, and they hadn't been processed yet, because there were many famous flowers and plants among them, so they couldn't be directly picked up. Pull out with spiritual energy, so Ye Wujian plans to pull out the weeds by hand when he has time, just like he does with vegetable fields.

Even if there were characters under the rockery, they were covered by layers of weeds. If they weren't cleared away, they couldn't be found at all. Only Yinshan Jun's exaggerated posture could find the characters there.

"What's written?" Xie Yingzhou walked over, followed Yin Shanjun's line of sight, and roughly brushed aside the weeds.

Ye Wujian from behind just wanted her to be careful not to break those brilliantly blooming orchids, but seeing her like this, he could only shake his head helplessly. Xie Yingzhou didn't seem to be a romantic person. Sometimes, there is only reckless behavior.

It's just that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Ye Wujian didn't care about it, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she approached with interest.

"May the words be gentle, hold high the deed of finding me." Xie Yingzhou read, "Carved by Qin Yue, this is a poem carved by the previous owner of this house."

Seeing the words engraved on the rockery, Xie Yingzhou immediately poked her head out of the weeds, stood up, took two steps back, and bumped into Ye Wujian who was standing behind her.

"It sounds like it was written for her friend." Ye Wujian grabbed Xie Yingzhou and helped her remove the grass clippings stuck to her hair.

"The poetry anthology we saw in the old bookcase before seemed to be written by her. She really likes to write poetry." Xie Yingzhou didn't like reading poetry anthologies, so when she saw the old poetry anthology, she threw it aside and ignored it.

"Do you prefer to read story books?"

"Yes, how about you?"

"It's probably a medical book. I'll go and pack it up. Let's go out."