Chapter 180 Doubt
The hazy memory was stirred up again, and the dust of thinking was stirred up.In that tunnel of memories, something gradually appeared in front of me.

"By the way, senior brother, isn't that the first thing to do..." Yuan Yi's complexion immediately changed as soon as he opened his mouth, and he quickly changed his words: "It's Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu."

Now, it was Jiang Sile's turn to start thinking with a frown on his face.

"Emperor Wu? That's...my...grandpa?" Jiang Sile was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered who this person was.

Isn't this person Anle's grandfather? She still has his sword in her hand.

Moreover, Jiang Sile often used his name to scare people.

But can this person also see ghosts?
Jiang Sile still felt incredible. She looked at Monk Yuanli again.

The old monk nodded slightly to her and said solemnly: "Yes, it is Emperor Wu."

"When Emperor Wu made three expeditions to the grasslands, he also stopped in Chengzhou and had a chance encounter with his ancestors."

"It is said that Emperor Wu can use this candle to communicate with the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, and control all things..."

At this point, the old monk Yuanli's voice paused slightly, and then continued: "However, no one knows the details now."

Jiang Sile has always been dubious about things about ghosts and gods. If this thing hadn't happened to her, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she probably wouldn't have believed it, let alone those legends of ghosts and ghosts.

Emperor Wu?

What's so special about him and me?Is he also a senior time traveler?But... Jiang Sile had also heard many stories about Emperor Wu.

They resorted to military violence and conquered the grassland three times.

Exterminate the Yuezhi and achieve great success.

And...kill the prince.

Jiang Sile had not heard in the rumors that the former prince had any disobedient intentions. Perhaps it was because the secrets of the royal family were not spread to the outside world, but among the rumors, the old Emperor Wu became increasingly violent and cruel.

It seems that he really doesn't even recognize his own son, which is cruel and unkind.

But even so, Jiang Sile still felt vaguely that something was wrong.

She once guessed the cause of the death of the late prince while chatting with the young Taoist priest.

The little Taoist thought that the prince should have rebelled, but the rebellion failed.The reason why it is not disclosed to the public should be due to the meager father-son relationship.

After all, the first prince still had his wife alive at the time.

But they never survived the hands of the late emperor, the old emperor.

In the third year after the old emperor ascended the throne, an 'accidental fire' completely cut off the bloodline of the former prince.

Even Jiang Sile had to say something after seeing it, he did it neatly.

But Jiang Sile is familiar with history books, mainly because he is influenced by modern media and has read a lot of unofficial histories.

She came up with another guess. The prerequisite was still that the prince rebelled, but... this time he was forced to rebel.

Just like Liu Zhi or Li Chengqian, the old and suspicious emperor would always point the blade at those closest to him.

As for the basis for Jiang Sile's speculation, it was because of Emperor Wu.

The image of this Emperor is very similar to that of a certain Emperor in his previous life. He was equally vilified, equally militaristic, and equally old and suspicious.

The reputation of the first prince is not much different from that of Liu Zhi, Li Chengqian and others.

Although the specific content is not similar, in many places, it is too similar.

Of course, no matter how they guess, there is no basis for it, it can only be regarded as a guess.

But no matter where you look at it, this bloody massacre, a war-loving man who kills his own children, doesn't look like a modern person, does he?Maybe it really wasn’t time travel?
Jiang Sile thought like this and couldn't help but frown again. Her eyes couldn't help but look at the oldest and most knowledgeable monk here, Yuanli Monk. "Old monk, look at the similarities between me and Emperor Wu."

This question made the old monk frown tightly, straighten the corners of his mouth, and lower his eyes again to think.

"This... the old monk never thought of it for a while..." Monk Yuanli looked confused.

It was a taboo to get involved in royal matters, but now... the old monk had already boarded the pirate ship, but he already felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"It's okay. Just say whatever comes to your mind."

Jiang Sile is very generous. For her, even a bad idea is better than no idea at all.

The room fell silent. The old monk crossed his legs and lowered his eyebrows, thinking.

The sunlight also crept into the house step by step from the window, and the brilliant golden sunlight quietly spread into the hall.

"Is it a sacrifice?" The old monk's voice was very low, more like murmuring to himself.

But there was silence in the house, and this quiet voice was heard by everyone in the house.

Jiang Silue could not help but mutter:

"Sacrifice?...What does it mean?"

"Could it be..."

Suddenly Jiang Sile's eyes widened, as if she had thought of something. She looked at the two monks in surprise and asked.

"Does Emperor Wu also have a temple to worship?"

Yuanyi was the first to answer. He didn't know what Jiang Sile was talking about, but he still answered obediently.

"Yes, the royal family has its own sacrifices, and all previous emperors have entered the Ancestral Temple..."

Before he finished speaking, he was cut off by Jiang Sile.

"It's not the sacrifice of the royal family. Can there be sacrifices to Emperor Wu in rural temples or Buddhist temples?"

"This..." Yuan Yi frowned and suddenly understood what Jiang Sile was talking about.

"Yes..." Yuanyi said urgently, his eyes widened as if he had discovered a huge secret.

"Among all the previous emperors, only Emperor Wu was loved by the people, and the people spontaneously built statues for Emperor Wu..."

At this time, Jiang Sile asked eagerly: "Apart from him, are there really no other people?"

"Not even the late emperor?"

Jiang Sile's series of questions stunned Yuanyi. He turned his head and said: "No...except for him, not even the late emperor."

"Only you..." After saying this, Yuanyi looked at Jiang Sile, his eyes full of longing.

Ever since Jiang Sile visited Qingyang Temple twice, Yuanyi couldn't help but want to know more about this distinguished guest.

After all, he might not be able to see such a magical thing again in this life.

That scene kept lingering in his mind, and Yuanyi only felt that there was something weird about it.

In the months after Jiang Sile and his party left, Yuanyi had been pestering his senior brother to ask questions, just wanting to find out if there were really ghosts in the world.

But Yuan Li actually knew little about these things, and even the candle was just left behind by the previous host, their master.

As for that weird candle, except for a few records in the temple's journals and the master's notes, everything else is blank.

Where did this thing come from?Who did it originally belong to?Is it available to anyone other than that extremely 'special' person?
They have a head full of questions and no answers
(End of this chapter)

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