Well of Mystery

The time was the [-]th day of the seventh lunar month of that year, and the sacrificial activities of the Ghost Festival had just ended.The sacrificial lamps on the imperial mausoleum shrine hadn't had time to put away, and they were swaying in the cool breeze of the evening.

Just after You Hour, a few dense clouds suddenly descended from the originally starry night sky, followed by thunder and rain.The rain became heavier and heavier, and soon it poured down from the sky like a waterfall.

In the private mansion in the northwest of the mausoleum area, the mausoleum supervisor Wang Yihuan was about to take a rest, when a sudden knock on the door knocked his drowsiness away.It was two mausoleum households who were keeping watch at night, and they reported that there was a fire coming from the south of Tailing Mausoleum.

In this rainy weather, how could there be such a thing as water leakage?

Wang Yihuan didn't think much about it, the thunder and lightning were still echoing in his ears, presumably a big tree in the mausoleum area was struck again.

He waved his hand and ordered the mausoleum households to rush to put out the fire, while he sat in the hall with his clothes on and waited for the progress.Not long after, the news came again, the place where the fire was actually the dedicated hall of the Tailing Mausoleum, the fire had engulfed more than half of the house and could not be extinguished.

Wang Yihuan was in a bad mood, so he rushed to see what happened in the rain.The terrain in the northwest of the mausoleum is relatively high, and when he went out to the turret beside the sacred wall, he was stunned.

It's not just the sacrifice of the hall!It was originally a pitch-black imperial tomb, but it was full of flames everywhere. Looking further into the distance, it seemed that the other imperial tombs were also bursting into flames!

Is this a scourge, or a man-made disaster?

Although the mausoleum households also had some weapons on hand, what they had to deal with on weekdays were only youngsters and wild beasts.Now if these are really arson, how many criminals would have to break into the mausoleum?Confronting these people head-on might risk their lives.

Wang Yihuan felt a chill on his neck, and his heart jumped up.However, he changed his mind again - the dedication hall was burned.The cemetery was destroyed, and the charges on his shoulders were enough to make his head move!

Anyway, he was going to die anyway, so he simply put his mind to it and called a few people to pick up the guy and rush to the Xiandian Hall. He was bound to capture a few gangsters alive and ask the ins and outs of this.

But when Wang Yihuan ran to the foot of Xiandian, he found that the truth was far beyond his imagination——

The golden-red flames had engulfed the entire dedication hall.But the tall pillars, exquisite bucket arches and carved beams and painted buildings were not wiped out by the licking of the flames.A majestic palace.Instead, it seemed to be wrapped in a layer of divine light, appearing mysterious and magnificent.

"Fire... can't the fire burn?!"

Wang Yihuan was overjoyed by the surprise, and the people around him also looked at each other in blank dismay.Unbelievable arguments were made.But their rejoicing didn't last long, because bigger visions had followed one after another——

The earth began to tremble!

The sea of ​​trees in the mausoleum area and nearby mountains and forests swayed, making a roar like mountains and seas; and the sudden bumps and shakes under the feet also made people feel as if they were in a sea of ​​raging waves.

Wang Yihuan was supported by others and managed to stand still.Immediately afterwards, someone in the distance shouted loudly: "Tailing, there is something wrong with Tailing!"

Tailing is the mausoleum of Emperor Jing, Jiang Han, and the dragon vein of Zhang Dynasty.If something goes wrong here, it will definitely be a disaster that will implicate the entire family.So when Wang Yihuan heard it, he almost burst into tears, and hurriedly led a group of people to go there.

Go to Tailing.The closest way is to go south through the hall of dedication.In front of him, this bizarre fire seemed to be just an illusion, Wang Yihuan thought about it.So people tried to see if they could go through the fire.

It was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old Linghu who volunteered to explore the way. He rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his arms.First, put a finger to test the temperature of the fire.

Everyone saw that his finger was only dangling in the fire and then quickly retracted it. With the movement of retracting his hand, a string of black ash fell.

That finger turned into coke in an instant, so fast that the young Linghu couldn't even feel the pain.

The people who witnessed all this were all stupefied, and no one dared to take half a step forward.

It seemed like a long, long time before Wang Yihuan came back to his senses, and commanded tremblingly: "What are you waiting for... Detour, detour!"

But at this time, the strange phantom fire has engulfed the towering Tailing Mausoleum.

"The heavy rain continued until dawn the next day. When the rain stopped, the phantom fire disappeared completely. Not only the Tailing Mausoleum, but in other cemeteries where phantom fire appeared, none of the buildings or trees were burned. However, due to the earthquake, some projects that were not very solid or were under construction were damaged.

"Afterwards, the news spread to the ears of the emperor. The ancestor's tomb was damaged, and the emperor naturally wanted to ask for the crime. Fortunately, after listening to Wang Zhihuan's confession, the national teacher explained that the phantom fire was actually the real fire in the sky. Heaven and man come into being, and leave and disappear. This means that the gods from the sky came to Tailing that night, but they didn't want to be seen by mortals, so they set up formations to expel mortals. Combining with the previous saying of Emperor Jing Yulong Dengxian The national teacher further speculated that this should be the manifestation of Emperor Jing, but it was an auspicious thing.

"The emperor turned his anger into joy after hearing the words of the national teacher. Wang Yihuan and others were also exempted from punishment because of this... These things are all recorded and well-documented."

After finishing these words in one breath, Su Zi finally stopped and took a big sip of tea.

Bai Xiuqi listened carefully, but couldn't help asking: "Were you also there at that time?"

"No, I'm not in Tailing." Su Zi shook her head: "At that time, I had just left the ghost world, and I was still practicing with Brother Zheng. To be honest, if the god who came down to earth that day was really Jiang Han, I wish I could be there of."

"You like him, right?" Bai Xiuqi finally expressed the guess that has been hidden in her heart: "Emperor Jing, Jiang Han, you like him, and he misses you too."

"..." Su Zi held up the teacup to cover the expression on her face, and after a while she smiled bitterly: "Isn't it ridiculous that I've read someone for more than 2000 years?"

"How ridiculous?" Bai Xiuqi reached out and snatched his cup and put it on the table: "Jiang Chenglu and I have known each other a few lifetimes ago. If you really miss Jiang Han and he also misses you , I believe that you must have a chance to continue your relationship."

These words seemed to touch Su Zi's heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that maybe he didn't even notice.But the words that came out of his mouth were still frustrating.

"You are different from us... I heard Xiaohong talk about you, Jiang Chenglu loves you sincerely and without reservation."

"..."

Now it was Bai Xiuqi's turn to be dazed.Although Jiang Chenglu was indeed such a once-in-a-lifetime good man, Bai Xiuqi couldn't laugh when thinking of those indistinct memories.

But Su Zi took the initiative to ask again: "I said, do you want to know... the story of Jiang Han and I?"

"I think so." Bai Xiuqi nodded honestly, "but I hope this curiosity won't trouble you."

"How can it bother me... For so many years, something has been suffocating in my heart. Now it's hard to find someone to talk to... I should thank you."

Su Zi shook her head while playing with the teacup in her hand: "Do you still remember the Jingtang we went to yesterday. There is a mural on the wall. There is a person in the painting that has been smeared and changed into an ambush soldier with a bow and arrow?"

"I remember. At that time you said that he was Gong Zihan's diner, and he left voluntarily because he was seriously injured and didn't want to drag others down. Could it be that..."

"That's right." Su Zi nodded. "That diner is me."

Having said that, he paused and took a slow, deep breath.

"I was born in Qian Guoyu Mountain. I was born in troubled times. When I was four years old, both my parents passed away. I was left alone. When I was five years old, the horse bandits sold me to the capital of Qian Wang. The brothel was used as an actress. I stayed in the brothel for eight years. Not only did I learn art, but I also had to work as a servant and servant. I was tortured and tortured...

"But under the ravages of the war, the business of the brothel is also declining day by day. The old bustard said that he can't support idlers like me, so he wants to tie me up to do skin and meat business for those who are as good as Longyang... So I I escaped and hid in ruined temples or ruins. I was very hungry and became a beggar. I also stole some food. I endured this for a while. But I was caught by Gui Nuer in the street again. They dragged me by the hair I dragged me all the way back to the brothel, saying that I was going to beat me to death in front of everyone... On the way, someone stopped them, and that was Gong Zihan."

When this name was mentioned, Su Zi's eyes blinked, revealing a trace of tenderness.

"At that time, Jiang Han was still Zhang Guo's proton who stayed in Qian Guo. Although he appeared to be well-clothed and surrounded by others, everyone knew that the proton's life was not in his own hands at all... But I was saved by this involuntary person, and I entered his gorgeous and strong cage with him.

"You don't know, people who have been in the brothel for a long time have a resentment hidden in their hearts. They feel hypocrisy when they look at everything, and the whole world is full of false feelings. I used to think that the reason why Gongzihan saved me must be Is there any plot. So, I waited while recuperating, thinking that if there was any sign of trouble, I would climb over the wall and run away..."

Having said that, Su Zi laughed.

"But I didn't just leave - because I had eaten and drank at the house for a long time, and the wound had completely healed, but Gong Zihan never came to see me. I guess at that time, he didn't I don't remember ever saving such a small person as me...and this actually made me uneasy.

"At the beginning of the year when I was 15 years old, the son could not return to the country because of his status as a hostage, so he said that he wanted to let everyone in the mansion have fun together. I thought I would show off my skills at the banquet because I had learned a few flutes in the brothel middle school. Ask the young master to remember me, Su Zi... But at the banquet that day, I heard the performance of the first musician in Wangdu Yuefu with my own ears, and only then did I know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people, and the little Su Zi , but a frog in a well."

As he spoke, he smiled wryly again, and took a sip from his teacup.

"After realizing this, I was very discouraged... because it was almost the only skill I had learned in my life. I thought I always had something special, but I was wrong. Gong Zihan did There is no reason to remember me. It's not that he wants to keep me, but that I don't want to go."

"But he still fell in love with you, and we are sitting among the best witnesses." Bai Xiuqi glanced at Tailing in the distance: "What happened after that?"