Qinghan and I felt the sudden strange atmosphere. The two looked at each other and then looked at the old men: "What? Is there anything wrong?"

An old man shook his head and said, "Who knows what the Tian family is thinking?"

"Yes," someone next to him immediately echoed: "There are so many good places in the Central Plains, why did you choose to build the imperial tomb in this place?"

"We imperial guards have also left their families and businesses to come."

"You can't tell others."

For a moment, everyone started to talk and complained in a word. Only the oldest man next to him didn't say anything, just holding a bowl and drinking tea soup bit by bit. When everyone had said enough, he waved his hand and said, "Everyone said this is the mind of the Tian family. What are you talking nonsense?"

Someone next to him immediately asked him: "Lao Ji, do you know anything?"

"Yes, you've been here for the longest time."

"Why didn't Emperor Gao choose other places, but chose to build the imperial tomb here?"

The old Ji said, "Then think about it, why the capitals in the past were all in Xi'an Prefecture, but later they became the place in the capital today."

Several old men looked at each other and couldn't speak.

Qinghan said: "Isn't that because the emperor of the previous dynasty moved the capital to the current capital?"

Lao Ji turned to look at him: "Then do you know, why did the emperor of the previous dynasty move the capital?"

Qinghan smiled and said, "It's a bit ruthless to say this - isn't it because the emperor of the previous dynasty wants to guard the border?"

That's right. A Wu Emperor appeared in the previous dynasty. One of my ancestors moved the capital to the current capital, forming a pattern of the emperor defending the border. He guarded the border and defended it, in fact, the current Shengjing, the grassland forces - and even, perhaps the royal family today?

The old Ji nodded and said, "This husband understands very well. Yes, the emperor of the previous dynasty moved the capital to the current capital to guard the border, and the emperor of this dynasty placed the imperial tomb here for the same reason."

“Same reason?”

Qinghan and I couldn't help but frown.

What's the same reason?

Could it be that these imperial guards guarded this place and protected the soil and water here? But I think there seems to be no more places here to display.

Looking at our doubtful eyes, the old Ji put the empty tea bowl on the table.

"Suppress the evil spirit!"

"Suppress the evil?"

Qinghan and I looked at each other, and couldn't say anything for a while. This was the first time I heard this statement, what to suppress evil spirits? Qinghan even frowned and looked confused.

This time, not only us, but also the elderly around us were shocked and immediately surrounded us.

"What kind of evil spirits?"

"What evil spirits are you trying to suppress? Lao Ji, tell me quickly."

"Yes, why have you never heard of it?"

For a moment, the place became lively. The old Ji reached out and touched his mouth and said, "What kind of evil spirits are you going to suppress? It was a fierce evil spirit at that time. This place is very fierce."

An old man next to him immediately said, "It's fierce? Why is this place fierce?"

"A lot of people died in this place!"

“…”

Everyone was quiet for a while, immediately "cut" and then straightened up one after another.

"What else am I going to think of? That's it."

"Die, where isn't there?"

"That's it. If you want to talk about death, then the people who died in Yangzhou back then didn't hear that there was any evil spirit there?"

Seeing that everyone showed disdain for what he said, the old Ji was also a little anxious and hurriedly said, "What do you know? Yes, there are people in Yangzhou who died in a city, but who are the people who died?"

Someone immediately said, "Who is the dead? The people are different from the wronged souls."

Everyone laughed as they said that, and Lao Ji's face turned even more ugly, and he said, "Let me tell you, those who died were all civilian women and children, who were unarmed, how fierce can they be?"

When everyone heard his words, they calmed down a little. My mind moved for a while and turned to look at him: "Old man, what you meant just now is that the people who died here are not civilians?"

"Of course not!"

"Who is that?"

"Who else can you be? Of course you are fully armed soldiers!"

"Soldier?" When everyone heard this, they felt more and more confused about the monk. Even Qinghan and I were also feeling unhappy in my heart. However, he frowned and said patiently: "The old man is joking about this. This place has not been peaceful since ancient times. How many soldiers have been here for bloody battles? Their corpses are built up, and they are probably built into an imperial tomb."

Another old man also said, "This husband is right. Lao Ji, don't say anything else. There was a big battle in Nian Baoyu four years ago. We have all heard of it. How many people died in those armies fighting in a melee? Could it be that there have been a fierce place?"

The other old men immediately agreed: "That's it."

"Old Ji, your cowhide is blown tonight."

“Hahahahaha.”

Seeing everyone making fun of each other, the old man named Lao Ji's face became even more ugly. He stood up and said, "If you don't believe it, hum! In Nian Baoyuze, there are those soldiers who died in battle in other places. What are their names? They are called Zhonghun!"

My heart moved and I looked up at him: "Well, old man, you said, there have been many people and soldiers in this place, so what are they?"

Lao Ji said: "Injustice!"

When these two words were said, a cold wind suddenly blew from somewhere, which immediately dispelled the heat from the tea soup. I couldn't help but shivered. The old people who made fun of each other also quieted down at this time, and the old Ji turned around and left.

Everyone sat quietly, looking at each other, and someone whispered: "Why are he angry?"

"That's it, it happened many years ago."

"There are still unjust souls. What kind of unjust souls can the emperor build the imperial tomb here to suppress evil spirits?"

"It's not that the cowhide is blown away, and I'm left."

Everyone said a word to me, and then they got over the matter. Qinghan and I looked at each other, and didn't say anything. They gave the owner of the tea stall a few cents, and then turned around and left.

The two of them walked quietly for a while, and I stopped to him: "You—"

At this moment, he also turned to look at me: "You—"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and they both stopped at the same time. He said, "You talk first."

I smiled and said, "I'll say it first? I still don't want to ask you what you think."

“…”

He was quiet for a moment, and did not answer me immediately, but continued to move forward. I followed him. The two of them walked forward for a while before he said, "You heard the one he just said was not."

"You mean, there are soldiers dead here."

"What kind of soldier would you be?"

"..." I didn't say anything, but three words appeared in my mind almost subconsciously - Longxi Army.

In Fengxiang City, we heard the story of Mr. Hu’s iron shop in that old man Hu’s iron shop. The well-equipped and extraordinary combat power of the Longxi Army has been lingering in my mind. At this time, when I heard him say it, I immediately remembered it.

Qinghan said: "You said, will the same army as Mr. Hu say that Lao Ji and Mr. Hu say?"

I shook my head: "I don't know."

“…”

"But I think it's impossible."

"Why?"

"You didn't say that the chain mail was very well-equipped, and even Wen Fengxi could not get it, which shows how good their equipment was; Mr. Hu also said that in the Longxi Army, a person's combat power was very amazing, and he could defeat a cavalry from the Eastern Chaga Division. How could such an army be-"

I want to say, why are they all dead here? Qinghan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and several deep hanging needle patterns appeared between his forehead. He said, "Didn't you hear Lao Ji's last words?"

“…”

"It's not a loyal soul, it's an unjust soul."

This sentence made me shudder again.

I couldn't help but hold my arms and said, "What does this mean?"

"If you are loyal to the country, even if you die in battle, you will be a brave loyal soul; but the wronged soul, isn't the wronged soul a person who died unjustly?"

I felt the chilling colder: "You mean, that army died unjustly?"

“…”

“…”

Speaking of this, both of us became quiet and looked at each other, and saw a natural fear and coldness in each other's eyes.

He looked at me and immediately wanted to take off his clothes and give them to me. I hurriedly held his hand: "Don't do anything randomly, your body is weaker than mine."

"But you-"

"I'm fine. I just think that Lao Ji's words just now don't sound like a real thing, but it's like a ghost story they told me when they were young."

Qinghan said: "You mean to stop children from crying at night?"

"Yes." I nodded and said, "It's even scarier than the story of Dad Hu."

"The story of Dad Hu? What story?"

"Not it-"

I was careless, but as soon as I said that, I suddenly froze.

The story of the "ghost city" that Mr. Hu talked about was just a story to stop children from crying at night. However, before we entered Qingtang City, we met those merchants who returned to the army. When they heard that they really encountered the "ghost city", I already felt that maybe it was really not as simple as a story.

And now, we heard Lao Ji say on the street that there was an army that had died here.

After their death, they are not loyal souls, but unjust souls!
Chapter completed!