Nightwatcher Chapter 97: The wind and clouds change color

The sound was so terrifying that Xu Qi'an's hair on his back was erected, and he turned his head reflexively and looked towards Sangbo Lake.

The person who is responsible for guarding the four-week guards cannot look back and watch. Xu Qi'an has already passed over.

He saw the Emperor Yuan Jing, who was slowly walking on stage and wearing bright yellow dungeons, with three steps and one bow, saw the civil and military officials, princes and princes who were watching the ceremony on the shore, and also saw Wei Yuan and his two sons.

I saw the magnificent temple, the imperial army, and the eunuch.

The moment he turned his head, the voice disappeared.

Hearing hallucinations?

I haven't looked for Puffy Fragrance for three days, my eyes are not dim.

Xu Qi'an took a deep breath, did not dare to look more, turned his head, and asked: "How much do you know about Sangbo?"

Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng replied, there is no valuable information, nothing more than "the land of the founding emperor's proof of the way", "the Xuanwu gift of swords", "the land of the royal family's ancestor worship" and other things Xu Qi'an already knew.

"Help me, help me..."

The voice came again, like an evil spirit lying on your back, whispering in your ear.

Xu Qi'an stiffened his neck, turned his head inch by inch, and saw the sacrifice scene again. And the sound disappeared the moment he turned his head.

The invisible fear filled his heart and got goose bumps all over his body.

Sangbo Lake where the founding emperor of Dafeng enlightened, the place where the royal family worshiped their ancestors over the years, there was a seeping cry for help...In the cold wind, Xu Qi'an slowly shivered.

"Help me, help me..."

"Help me, help me..."

Xu Qi'an's hair is horrified, and the thought of running away and staying away arose in his heart. He forced himself to calm down, no longer caring about his colleagues around him, and took out the jade mirror.

[3: How much do you know about Sangbo? Tell me immediately, this is very important. 】

[2: Yo, reply on the 3rd, are you really at the sacrifice scene, in Sangbo? 】

Xu Qi'an didn't pay attention to No.2. After waiting a few seconds, he saw No.4's transmission.

【Four: Sangbo is the place where the founding emperor of Dafeng proclaimed the path. After Dafeng established the country, he chose the capital of Sangbo. However, the legend of Xuanwu has no evidence to test and its credibility is not high.

But there are divine swords. In the temple on the high platform in the center of the lake, the sabre used by the founding emperor is enshrined. 】

Waiting for the fourth, Daoist Jin Lian added:

【Nine: That is the magic soldier who symbolizes great luck. 】

【Four: It is true that in the battle of Shanhaiguan that year, Emperor Yuanjing entered the temple to invite the gods and soldiers, and personally presented them to the king of Zhenbei. The battle of mountains and seas can be won, except for Wei Yuan's use of troops like a mountain, the combat power of Zhenbei King cannot be ignored. 】

There are divine swords in the temple?

Is the sword calling for help?

Let’s not say whether the sword has self-awareness, it is like what I do for help.

"Help me, help me..." The voice suddenly became stern, as if dissatisfied with Xu Qi'an's indifference.

The cry for help echoed in his ears, shaking Xu Qi'an's spirit, causing him to dizzy slightly, and his consciousness also became confused.

He took a deep breath and entered the message: [Three: Are there any more? I want more comprehensive information, but everything recorded in history, whether true or false, I want to know. 】

After passing the book, he glanced back, trying to calm the whispers in his ear.

But this time it was unsuccessful. He turned his head back, the cry for help still existed in his ear.

"Help me, help me!"

Xu Qi'an has blue veins blooming on his forehead, and the sound is like a steel needle, piercing his mind.

[Four: You brought back my memories, reminded me of a record I read when I revised the history books.

Sangbo is now guarded by the military camp of the five guards in the capital. The defense is tight. No one can approach without permission. Well, it's anyone.

Because five hundred years ago, the prince at the time was playing in Sangbo on a boat and accidentally fell into the lake. After being rescued by the guards, he suffered a serious illness and became hysteria. Half a year later, he was found drowned in Sangbo.

The royal family believed that it was the prince who angered the ancestors' heroic souls and incurred punishment. In order to prevent such incidents from happening again, Sangbo was banned and opened only for ancestor worship. 】

The prince fell into the lake and got hysteria...Is he like me? He heard the call for help...Will I repeat the same mistakes and was found drowned in Sangbo?

Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an paled like falling into an ice cellar.

There must be some secret in Sangbo, not to anger the ancestors' heroic souls, but the hapless prince didn't know about it, otherwise, he would never go boating in Sangbo.

It is conceivable that only the emperors of the past would know this secret.

However, the emperor who knew the inside story didn't ban Sangbo, so the prince had to hang up before making a move.

Xu Qi'an, who is good at reasoning, has doubts flashing in his mind.

[Six: Why does the number three ask this? 】

At this time, Xu Qi'an had no more energy to answer their questions. He tremblingly put the fragments of the ground book back into his arms, then knelt on the ground weakly, holding his head, with a painful expression.

"Help me, help me..."

The cry for help came into his ears, echoing layer by layer, making his brain a paste, as if a steel needle had been pierced into the cranial cavity.

I have a splitting headache.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao noticed the abnormality of their colleagues and were startled by Xu Qi'an's bloodless face.

"What's the matter with you? Can you hold it, you can't drop the chain at this time, if you interrupt or disturb your majesty's ancestors, it will be a death penalty." Song Ting became anxious.

Zhu Guangxiao moved his steps and wanted to come over and check the situation.

.....

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Jing had already ascended the platform, the drums stopped, Taichang Temple Qing knelt to read the text of Zhu, and read Bi Leqi.

Emperor Yuan Jing personally burned the text of the wish, and performed three kneeling and nine worship services to the ancestor.

The ancestor worship was only halfway here.

Wei Yuan retracted his gaze and looked at the queen not far away, graceful and graceful.

As the biological mother of the eldest princess, the faces of the mother and daughter are not similar, but the queen is still a beauty who is full of beauty, even now, she is still graceful and luxurious.

Just imagine how stunning it was back then.

It's just that the years are washing away, and the time has passed. She is no longer the girl with beautiful eyes and green eyes.

And I still wear Tsing Yi as before.

Wei Yuan looked in a trance.

Seems to have a feeling, the queen of the mother's world looked back lightly, and the two looked at each other in the air.

The queen's eyes softened.

Wei Yuan retracted his gaze like an electric shock and hurriedly bowed. All the emotions in the eyes are precipitated, only the profound vicissitudes of life.

"Foster father, things are wrong over there." Yang Yan said solemnly.

Wei Yuan followed his eyes and saw a bronze gong kneeling on the ground, and the two bronze gongs beside him were talking to him with their heads sideways.

Many experts have noticed the situation in Xu Qi'an.

It's just that there is no crisis for the time being, so I endure no questioning. As long as there is no assassin, the sky is big, you have to wait for the end of your majesty's ancestor worship.

Including the post-autumn settling of this little gong.

Wei Yuan recognized at a glance that he was the offspring he was fancying, and raised his chin: "Go and see the situation and take him away."

This is protecting Xu Qi'an.

.......

"Help me, help me..."

Holding and shouting like ghosts, Xu Qi'an's spirit was torn apart. For a while, he felt that he was a criminal policeman living in the new era, and for a while he felt that he was a native of Beijing.

The pain in his brain is getting worse and he is on the verge of collapse.

My head hurts, stop yelling, stop yelling, please don't yell...Xu Qi'an covered his head, and Dou Da sweat rolled off.

In fact, he was already sweating.

The strange cry for help was aimed at his soul, not his body, but the pain it caused was no less than physical torture~IndoMTL.com~ Amidst the weird cry for help, Xu Qi'an finally broke down, he I don't care about the emperor's ancestor worship, strict rules, or everything.

When it is near death, everything is no longer important.

He clenched fists with both hands, beat the ground hard, and roared hoarsely:

"Shut up!!"

In an instant, the situation changed color.

On the high platform in the lake, the temple suddenly vibrated, and then a golden sword gas blasted the top of the eaves and rushed into the sky.

In this sword light, the lake water suddenly burst into waves, surging layer by layer, and Sangbo seemed to come alive.

PS: In the early morning.

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