When I read this, I suddenly opened up a little.

Yes!The Repression!

This no-command division does not necessarily follow me, on this two dragon mountain, there are human dragons besides me, and as long as there are dragons, there must be a fierce place or ghost's eyes!

I came to find a place where a large number of ghost soldiers can be stationed, and the non-conjunta division is not necessarily?Or, to put it another way, his purpose is the same as mine!

I know that with the dragon can find such a place, the no-command division must also know.I can find it, and he can...

The contradictions before this explanation can be explained!

I took a deep breath.

The air in the mountains was very fresh, especially after thinking about it, I felt that the whole person had become unimpeded.

But the problem has not been fully solved.

Where is the big murderous place that the non-committal army wants to find, or where is the ghost's eye?What is the layout of the stone castle like the logo of the Red Sun Gate to suppress?

I felt my chin and walked on the top of the shrine, thinking about it, and suddenly found that I had missed one thing - the shrine!

I jumped off the top of the temple.

In fact, I didn’t go there last night to stay and see what was in this temple.

Now the small door of the shrine opened, and the light of the day scattered into the shrine.

There is a smell of corrosion, there is light, but it is not clear, there are some cluttered footprints on the ground, but only two people, I drink Lin Guofu, Lin Chong them and no soldiers have no footprints.

In addition to the thick dust and those footprints, there were still some bones scattered here, and I looked around to see if I could find some lighting tools, but turned around and did not find it.

I came back to the outside of the church, pulled some hay, tied it to the wooden stick I had picked up, made a temporary torch, and then lighted it with stones.

I took the torch back to the temple, and with the irradiation of the torch, the scene in the shrine saw much more clearly.

What to say...

Looking at this shrine in front of me, I suddenly had a little doubt of my initial thoughts, is this a shrine?

The layout of the head here is too simple.

Yes.Simple.

This and my impression of the layout of the shrine is completely two concepts, nothing, here is more like a rice emptied grain stack, two layers of grain stack.

After coming in from the door, there is a wooden ladder on both sides of the left and right, which can climb to the top of the second floor, and then there is a walkway around the four walls, probably the military path, that is, if there is an invasion of foreign enemies, it can attack through the archery hole on the second floor.

But that makes me a little embarrassed.

In this way, this is really not a temple, but it should be a fortress.

But in the midst of it, I always feel that I have been left out...

If it is still understandable in modern times, after all, most modern people do not have a sense of clan attachment, but in ancient times, many villages are actually a clan, and the reason why the clan can be united, the concept of the same ancestor is very important.

then...

How can we maintain this concept and keep the compatriots united?

Our ancestors invented a simple and rude method, that is, sacrifice to ancestors!The first fifteen, to the shrine meeting, Qingming heavy Yang, burning paper worship, the New Year's holiday, the three animals and five liturgy on a worshipper to eat, and then there are other important ceremonies of life, such as having children, to the shrine to collect, the child gives the name, to the shrine to gather, to the shrine to gather, adult adults

You also have to go to the temple...

In any case, as long as it is a major event, it will be gathered in the temple.If you don't come, kick you out, don't take you to play, say that you rebel and forget, which is a great responsibility in ancient times.

Only by repeating it can we continue to deepen the thought in the minds of every people, and this unity will continue, generation after generation.

So in ancient times, a village without a shrine was impossible to imagine...

I thought about it, and finally I decided to strengthen my mind.

This is the temple of the stone castle!

But here you can see a clean, you can not see any ancestral card.

I knocked on the walls on all sides and walked inside and out three or four times, but found nothing, no room, no dark road, except a little thicker in the wall, nothing found.

Alas . . .

Worrying...

Was it really my judgment wrong?

I searched again and again, still found no way, I can only do it.

I looked at the sky outside, and it was already high in the sun, and it was nearly noon.

I’m tired, and I just want to eat at this time.

I looked around and hoped to find something, but it turned out that I found nothing, but when I was about to go out, I kicked a bone.

The bone I kicked and made a few rollovers, I stared at the bone and I would stay, not to be able to sigh, the world is ruthless, no matter what happened here, so long past, people go to the building empty, things are human, the only remaining bones of these bones should be duly respected.

I crouched down to pick up the white bones, then piled them up at the door, ready to bury them.

This picks up a lot, there are about dozens of people.

Just picked up and picked up, suddenly a human leg of the cylinder bone disconnected from the middle, I only held one paragraph, the other fell to the ground, a bang, I picked up, mouth sounding strange, I am also a good thing...

But when I read it, I suddenly realized that something was not right...

This voice is different...

I don’t mean the bones, but the sound of the floor.Where the cylinder bone broke and fell off, and where I had kicked the bone before, the sound of the two places seemed to be different...

In order to confirm again, I tapped the ground with the barrel bone of my head, purring, purring, puzzling, the sound of the floor of the previous place was more ethereal, and the sound of the last place was more real.

Although I am not a golden captain, a mountain mover, but also with the land, the secret of the body to deal with the people, what kind of organs to make what kind of voice I can still hear, the more ethereal floor below the empty!

My mood was suddenly excited again.

I put the bones in my hand back, and looked around to see if I could find the organ or something.

I looked around and didn’t find it.

I know there is, but I have any thoughts on where I am looking for it now.

There is no way but violence can be solved.Let's talk...