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Is there a fire, or is someone burning something here?
She could already hear Xingzhui¡¯s tense voice, ¡°Your Majesty, we met someone doing a night sacrifice.¡±
"What night sacrifice?" Ming Ruoxie asked immediately.
If you don¡¯t understand, just ask.
"There used to be the West City Gate here in Xishan. But over the years, many accidents happened to people who passed by the West City Gate, and an astonishing number of people died tragically here."
Sikong Ji¡¯s voice was slow, and it sounded somewhat soothing in such a quiet night.
"When the Supreme Emperor was on the throne, there was a huge quarrel in the Lan Kingdom court about how to deal with it. Some said that the west gate should be sealed, some said that a Buddhist temple should be built here to suppress evil and filth, and some said that the west mountain should be surrounded. Entering the imperial city, the dragon energy can suppress it. In the end, the Emperor of Lan State chose to expand the west city gate outwards, incorporate a small part of the Western Mountain into the imperial city, and built a Buddhist temple on the hillside, named Anxi Temple, in the hope of peace in the Western Mountain. For this reason, it took a lot of manpower and financial resources to rebuild the city wall and move the city gate, which took three years to complete."
Ming Ruoxie didn¡¯t know this.
After all, it was a long time ago before she was born. A few days after her birth, she was sent to Zhuangzi, thousands of miles away. She had never passed this Western Mountain and had never heard of anything here.
"Then after all these years, have things continued to happen here in Xishan?"
The crow in front of me has already perched on a tree and is no longer moving forward.
Xingzhui had also stopped the carriage and looked at the wisp of smoke rising in front of him with a tense look on his face.
"In the first few years, the number of accidents decreased significantly, but then people started to have accidents here one after another, but there were far fewer accidents than before. Everyone said that this was the best result, and no one cared about it anymore. . Just try not to leave the city through the West City Gate. In addition, the West City Gate is surrounded by a mountain and is far away from the populated areas, so it gradually becomes a secluded place."
After Sikongji said this, he glanced at the moonlight again.
"After Emperor Lan came to power, he was afraid of people saying anything bad. He was afraid that if something happened here, some people would suspect that his dragon energy was not as strong as when the Supreme Emperor suppressed the evil completely. Therefore, if something happened here, even the worshipers would be chased away by the officers and soldiers, so , if someone in the family dies here, they can only wait until the dead of night to sneak over and burn paper. This is the Xishan Night Festival."
There is such a thing at the Xishan Night Festival.
Since there are even names, it means that many people have died here due to accidents that have occurred here over the years.
"Man Yue, you said this is where your former master got into trouble?" Ming Ruoxie asked Man Yue who was sitting outside.
"yes."
"What happened?"
"While passing here, the horse suddenly frightened, and the carriage rolled over into the ravine, killing her." Man Yue said quite directly.
"Scare the horse for no reason?"
"Yes, I don't know why. At that time, everyone in the mansion said that he must have collided with Xie Hui, so he was frightened. Later, no one in the mansion came to Xishan anymore."
Ming Ruoxie was a little puzzled, "Since accidents happen here all the time, why do people always use the west gate?"
"There are not many people walking through the West City Gate, but it is impossible for no one to walk at all. There are always people who don't believe it." Sikong Ji said calmly, "If you want to go to Dazhen, you have to go through the West City Gate. If you want to go through other city gates, at least Detour for more than two days.¡±
Hey, you have to pass through the West City Gate to go to Dazhen.
"Gah!"
The crow suddenly crowed again.
This time it seemed that the people at the night festival in front were frightened. Several figures over there ran away in a hurry. Soon they heard the sound of horse hooves. They actually hid the horses not far away and were frightened. Hurry and ride away.
"Gah!" The crow flapped its wings and flew forward again.
"Follow up."
After following for a while, the carriage could not go away. They got off the carriage and saw a pile of paper ashes beside the path. Some of the paper was not burned through. Half of the paper was left, which was blown up by the wind. In addition, the newly burned paper was blown up by the wind. The smell made the atmosphere very strange and eerie.
Xinghui tied the horse to a tree nearby, walked a few steps forward to explore first, and smelled a strange smell.
"My lord, this is a deep pit."
Ming Ruoxie jumped over the ravine in front and walked over.
The crow actually flew down, dived into the pit, flew around in a circle, then flew up again, and landed on Ming Ruoxie's shoulder.
Sikong Ji took a look and found that Ming Ruoxie was not panicked or frightened at all. He let the crow stand on her shoulder and chased everyone.?Hurry.
Standing next to her, he also smelled a strange smell coming from the pit.
"What does this smell like?"
Ming Ruoxie shook his head, "If you still can't tell, I'll go down and have a look."
It was obvious that this crow was bringing her here. She had already arrived and wanted to go down to see what was going on.
After she finished speaking, she walked towards the pit. The slope was very steep, but it was not difficult if you were careful.
"My lord, you can't go down." Xing Zhui stopped in front of Sikong Ji before he could make any move. However, when he saw Ming Ruoxie going down by himself, he felt a little sorry and immediately added, "Young man, go down and help Miss Ming." .¡±
With that said, he also went down.
The pit is actually not very deep. At least after going down, you can still clearly see the figure of Sikong Ji standing on it when you look up.
There are several fallen trees underneath, occupying half of the space at the bottom of the pit.
A half-person-high space was built under the erected tree trunks.
"Gah!"
The crow cawed again.
Xinghui took out the fire folder and lit it.
As soon as there was light, he and Ming Ruoxie saw the situation in front of them clearly at the same time. They suddenly took a breath of cold air and took a step back in shock. They tripped over their own heels and fell down.
¡°This, this, why are these crows here?¡±
That¡¯s right, there are crows in front of you.
A large, dark mass, densely packed together. It's like this place has become a tomb for these crows.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? In a deep pit in the Western Mountains, where an unknown number of lives have been lost, there is such a mass of crows, which is so ominous and strange to look at.
At this time, Xingzhui looked at the crow king who had brought them over, and his heart became even more trembling.
Now the crow landed on the broken tree in front, moved its head, and looked at Ming Ruoxie.
Xingzhui felt that his limbs were weak.
He trembled and said to Ming Ruoxie: "Miss Ming, let's go up quickly, shall we?"
There was a crow in the house, and he dared to take off his shoes to smash them, but with hundreds of crows here, he just felt numb and wanted to run away.
Ming Ruoxie did not answer him. After standing for a while, she stepped forward and reached out to touch the little crow closest to her.
Xingzhui¡¯s heart was in his throat.
"These crows are not dead, they are just stunned."
"No, if he's not dead, let's hurry up!"
Even if you¡¯re not dead, it¡¯s still weird, okay?
Ming Ruoxie glanced around and saw something silvery on the ground, so he bent down and picked it up.
At this sight, her eyes flashed, and she handed the thing to Xingzhui, "Look, this belongs to King Jin, right?" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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