I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 62 Huaisheng (asking for monthly ticket)

The witch temple in front of him shocked Sangque a little.

She had just come from a desolate forest. There was still no sign of life along the way. The ground was cracked, the trees were dry, and ashes were scattered everywhere. There were always some rustling and mumbling sounds around, which made people feel creepy.

However, this witch temple is like a paradise in a dream. It is not at all dilapidated, with blue bricks, white walls and small windows.

There are green grasses under the wall and peach trees in the yard, with a fragrant aroma.

The entire witch temple was shrouded in a layer of soft light, just like the residence of gods in people's imagination. It formed a sharp contrast with the dead silence outside, giving Sangque a strong sense of shock.

She had been outside for fifteen minutes and now had no choice but to go inside to avoid the strange fog.

Sang Que pushed open the door and walked in, crossed the outer courtyard, and came to the temple inside where the statue of the god was enshrined.

The statue was not overturned or damaged. It stood on a platform and was painted, but it still had no head.

It can be seen that it is a woman wearing white gauze and green skirt, sitting sideways on the black panther, holding a mountain cat in her arms, which is consistent with the description of the mountain ghost that Sangque found on the modern Internet.

Sang Que felt the palm of her right hand getting a little hot. She followed her instinct, walked to the side of the statue, and pressed her palm towards the statue.

The moment they touched, cracking sounds were heard from the statue and Sangque hurriedly stepped back.

The cracks expanded rapidly and the statue collapsed, leaving only a base with a bronze rectangular token inserted straight in the center of the base.

Sang Que drew the hatchet from his waist, pushed aside the debris on the base, touched the token, and found no mechanism or trap, so he carefully took the token off with his left hand.

The token is very simple in style, without any complicated patterns, and has two words on each side.

Jiuge, mountain ghost.

Sang Que was puzzled. “Could it be that the mountain ghost in the strange world is really related to the mountain ghost in modern history? The full name of the poem dedicated to the mountain ghost is “Nine Songs·Mountain Ghost”.”

There were words on the base. Sang Que brushed away the dust, not daring to read aloud, and just scanned it with his eyes.

If there is someone in the mountains, he is covered with lychee and wears ivy.

It is easy to smile at the same time, and I admire you for being so graceful and graceful.

Riding a red leopard and following a catfish, with a magnolia chariot and a laurel flag

……

It turned out to be the poem "Nine Songs: Mountain Ghost". Is there really some connection between the modern world and the strange world?
This proposition is too broad and the information is insufficient, so Sang Que has no idea what to think about it. He put away the token and ignored it for the time being, and decided to tell his mother directly when he got back.

"Yan Daozi just mentioned the 'remnants of Jiuge' to Wan Xiangtou. Jiuge is related to the mountain ghost, the mountain ghost is related to the witch temple, and the witch temple is related to my biological mother. In other words..."

Sangque thought for a moment.

"Jiuge is a force behind the Wu Temple. It is very likely that they are the most devout believers, or the gods' favored ones like the Wu Temple's temple priests. Because the Wu Temple was abolished, these gods' favored ones naturally became wanted criminals."

Yan Daozi also mentioned that a storyteller in Dongyang County was a remnant of Jiuge. If Kou Yushan could not get much information about her biological mother, Dongyang County might be her next stop.

With this token, she can connect with the leader, and then she can smoothly join Jiuge and become the one favored by Empress Wu. Can it be considered as the daughter inheriting the mother's business?

Sang Que stepped down from the pedestal and took a deep look at the fragments of the statue scattered on the ground.

Now it seems that her being trapped here was not an accident but an inevitable arrangement.

Now that the arrangements are done and the key props are obtained, it’s time to trigger the plot and send her out, right?

There was nothing else found in the witch temple. Sang Que put away the bronze token, took out his pocket watch to check the time, and left after fifteen minutes.

When he returned to the village and passed by Shouhou's house, Sangque no longer heard the nursery rhyme, nor did he see the pair of embroidered shoes.

Looking at the pocket watch, there were only two minutes left until fifteen minutes, so Sang Que quickened his pace and returned to the Liu family yard.

As soon as she stepped into the yard, she saw Liu Tianyou and Xuan Yu standing under an old locust tree that was covered with cobwebs and completely dead.

"It appeared, here!"

Liu Tianyou pointed to a location, and Sang Que also saw the "distortion" of the space there.

meow~
Xuan Yu took two steps back, and jumped through the 'twist'. Sang Que's heart skipped a beat, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

Her eyes were better than Liu Tianyou's. Through the distortion, she saw Xuan Yu land smoothly in the Liu family courtyard on the other side. She immediately threw off the hood on her head, and then began to roll and scratch on the ground, trying to get rid of the pages of books that were entangled all over her body.

The "twist" disappeared quickly, and Sang Que breathed a sigh of relief. She hoped that Kou Yushan would read her note and not think about fighting Yan Daozi head-on. It would be the best option to find a way to lead the villagers out of Heishan Village.

Fifteen minutes had passed. Sang Que felt cold all over. The mist kept penetrating into her body. Her hands were already showing signs of becoming transparent.

Sangque hurried into the house, paused when passing by the old locust tree, looked at the roots of the old locust tree in surprise, and then rushed into the house.

After closing the door to isolate himself from the fog outside, Sangque asked Liu Tianyou, "Have you seen any new buds under the old locust tree?"

Liu Tianyou shook his head. "There is no shelter outside, and no grass or trees can survive."

Sang Que looked at the bookbox that Liu Tianyou placed on the table in the main room. She walked over quickly to check and found a painting on the other side of the bookbox.

The painting depicts Heishan Village at the foot of Dahei Mountain. The houses and courtyards in the village are all painted vividly, especially the old locust tree in the Liu family courtyard, which is highlighted.

I previously thought there was something wrong with the books, but now I realize that it’s the box that holds the books that has a big problem!
"What's up with this painting?"

Liu Tianyou always looked timid and in awe of the mulberry bird. He came over and said honestly, "I drew this when I was homesick. Although Tangyuan County is only half a day away from Heishan Village by ox cart, it costs a lot to go back and forth, so I seldom come back."

"Is this bookbox made of the wood of the old locust tree in your yard?" Sangque asked again.

Liu Tianyou was surprised and asked, "How did you know?"

“Why do you want to plant acacia trees in the yard?”

The last time I came to Heishan Village, I didn’t have the time to think about this question. Now Sangque recalls carefully that many families in Heishan Village planted locust trees in their yards, but the Liu family’s locust tree was the oldest and largest.

Liu Tianyou looked at Sangque in confusion and said, "In my dynasty, people in some places believe that the locust tree is a wood ghost and has the function of warding off evil spirits. In addition, the flowers of the locust tree in March are edible, so many families will plant locust trees at home."

Sang Que nodded slightly. This was a cognitive difference caused by cultural background.

In modern times, people believe that locust trees attract ghosts and are less likely to plant them at home.

But in the Gui Dynasty, ghosts were more powerful than evil spirits, and locust trees were regarded as wooden ghosts, and people placed their hopes on them to scare away evil spirits.

"The locust tree in my home has existed longer than the witch temple. I once heard my mother say that the locust tree was originally planted at the location of the witch temple, and was later transplanted to my yard when they were going to build the witch temple."

"This location was also decided by the temple priest who selected the site. Then, in order to move the tree, many branches of the old locust tree were cut down. When my family renovated the house, the beams used and this bookcase were made of the wood cut down at that time."

The mulberry bird looked up at the beams of the house, and saw tiny, tender green new shoots sprouting out.

"When you were studying, did you often miss home and wish you could stay at home forever?"

Sang Que looked at Liu Tianyou, his pupils trembled, obviously what he said came true.

Liu Tianyou was actually the same age as himself and Xu Yichao. He was sent to the county school to study as a boarder. It was natural for him to miss home. He then expressed his homesickness to the book box made by his father. However, he did not expect...

"Your wish has come true."

Liu Tianyou didn’t understand what Sang Que was saying, but he didn’t ask. He clasped his hands and thought about it.

Although Sang Que couldn't understand the principle, she had a rough idea of ​​how to get out.

Originally, she thought that if there was really no other way, she would just use a butcher knife to chop it open to see if she could split the space in this place.

Now it seems that I don’t need to have my neck operated on.

But we have to wait for the next time, until the Distortion appears under the old locust tree.

*
At that time, in the Sang family study.

The well-fed little general was sleeping soundly at Sang Wan's feet, holding his tennis ball.

After a night of thinking and organizing, Sang Wan already had the outline of a story in his mind.

She opened the website, created a new work, filled in the title of the book, and wrote the words "Strange Mountains and Rivers" very naturally.

Sang Wan paused typing on the keyboard, picked up his phone, and browsed the rankings of major reading apps.

Finally, Sang Wan sighed, pressed the delete key, and typed a new book title.

I Have a Weird Dynasty

Chapter 1, Story Chain
"Sangque, my dad locked me in the house again. He just went out..."

I was busy yesterday and didn't write anything. I will update one chapter this morning and the second chapter before 12 noon.