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Chapter 127:Memories of a Previous Life?

Soon after, he arrived at the temple.

Looking at it, the Chenghuang Temple sits north facing south, and the main buildings are mountain gate, worship kiosk, hall, health pond, dormitory and so on.The buildings are covered with glazed tiles, the shed is out of the building, the eaves are four, the shape is exquisite, the structure is compact, and it is one of the major attractions in East Lake.

Although it was nearly noon, the temple was not cold, and the incense was quite strong.

At this time, Yan Qinghe slowly walked in and saw that the gate tower was seven or eight meters high, the mountain-like double-layered building, and the ridge was embossed and dragons.

There are phoenixes flying up and down, there are lotus flowers, lions on the left and right foils, unusually vivid.

At both ends of the ridge of the hall, there are carved ridged kissing animals, carved several dragons on both sides, and decorated with phoenixes and peony; the temple is engraved with "black and white impermanence, bull-headed horse face" and other yinistic images, and pine cypress, characters, birds and beasts, the composition is harmonious and exquisite, life-like...

Entering the gate, passing the kiosk, it was the hall.

In front of a fire in front of the temple, many tourists and pilglars are praying for incense and burning paper, making this place smoke, some of which are pungent and pungent.

He hesitated, and received a stew of incense next to him.

Because the temple is to buy a ticket to enter, so you can receive a broth of worship for free incense.

If there is a pay, it can be obtained.

Therefore, Yan Qinghe entered the temple first to respect a flaming incense to show his sincerity.

When he finished his incense, he looked at the hall and saw the pillars on both sides of the hall, with a rather interesting pair of garrison:

For the sake of evil, the ancestors will have more virtues, and their virtues will be destroyed;

For the good, the forefathers will have more than one another, and they will be all rightful.

He shook his head, and as the people entered the hall, he looked up at the city master.

The city is a folk who believe in the god of guarding the city, and is in charge of the living and the dead, the reward of good and the punishment of evil, the fate and blessing of life and death.Under the jurisdiction of the military judge, the gods of the divisions, the generals of cattle and horses, day and night spirit, the shackles generals and so on.

“No?”

When he felt it in detail, some of the foxes questioned, was he speculated wrong?

At this time, he crossed the hall and went around other places.

“Strange, why not?”

Yan Qingyian frowned and thought, "I should not have speculated that I was wrong."

"Yes, it seems that you need to understand in order to feel it."He suddenly woke up and went back to the hall.

But what is this spirit of God?

“Honoring for evil?”

He thought, looking up, and then he staggered.

Because above the statue of the Lord of the City, there is a plaque hanging, which is written: strict discipline.

This is the spirit of the city, and it can also be said that the spirit of the ghost.

“That is so.”

He could not help but smile, and immediately felt the spirit of a huge ghost.

When he felt it, he found hundreds of twists and turned him overjoyed.

When he turned around, he found that the spirit of more ghosts had "the greatness of righteousness", "the protection of the people", "I am selfless", "the festival article", and "promoting the right spirit".

There are also "right", "good and evil have a return", "the conscience is clear"...

These are the spirit of ghosts, or the spirit of ghosts.

For one side of the god, guard the other side.

When he came out of the temple, he had already received more than two hundred ghosts.

However, he wondered at some point, why does the spirit of ghosts refer to the spirit of ghosts and gods?It feels like something is hiding in it.

Practicing is the practice of martial arts, for the martial arts.

And this damn food?

Is it a ghost, a ghost?

What is this?

He didn’t want to become a ghost, or a dark ghost.

He thought, driving back to the Bamboo Garden.

When he returned to Bamboo Garden, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and he was leaving at eight o'clock in the morning.

“Brother Cat, are you here to drink tea and practice your sword, or will you come back to the inn with me?”

When Yan Qinghe returned, he just saw his cat brother practicing his sword in the bamboo forest, and a small bamboo sword turned out countless sword shadows, which seemed even more powerful.

“Meow.”

The cat pointed to the sky.

“Then go.”

He smiled and took the yellow cat back to the Long Life Inn.

The first thing to get back to the hotel is to eat.

After dinner, he sat on the steps to make tea and drink tea with his cat brother.

About half an hour later, it was already sunset.

At this time, he went back to the kitchen and prepared to make ghost dishes.And the main material of "God's ghost" is actually the other side of the legend, but let him be a little surprised.

Fortunately, the other side of the flower can be bought, otherwise he really does not know where to find the other side of the flower.

Although the folk have a lot of other flowers, but these are not really the other side flowers, and the real other side flowers, growing in the yellow spring road in Sheol...

A moment later, the stone man drove the stone car and sent dozens of flowers on the other side.

It is as red as blood, extremely demonic, and seems to exude a mysterious force, which makes Yan Qinghe a little surprised.

In the legend, the other side of the peanuts in the Huangquan Road, born on the river of Forgotten River, and born on the other side of the bitter sea!

And it was born in the Yellow Spring Road, which is the flower of the guide!

It will be opened on the Huangquan Road, turned into a long blood-stained carpet, welcoming ghosts from the world.

And the ghosts, stepping on it, following its guidance, to the prison of the dark...

At this time, Yan Qingyin's mind came up with information about the other side of the flower.

When he saw this red and blood-like flower on the other side, Yan Qinghe could not help but sigh, and could not imagine that there were flowers on the other side.

Does that mean there really is hell?

The eyebrows frowned slightly.

According to legend, the flowers on the other side of the flower have magic and can evoke the memory of the deceased.

At this time, the ghost of Yan Qinghe made the gods, gathered up and smelled it, and then the whole person froze.Everything else slowly, and then gradually did not move, like a wood carving of mud, still maintaining the posture of bending.

There was darkness in front of him.

Suddenly, the darkness seemed to light up, but it was dark and could not see clearly, like a flower in the fog.

In the haze, he faintly saw the sky crumble, the earth was broken, everything was sobbing and bleeding, Ying Jie roared, and countless people died...

This seems to be a terrible war.

The hazy picture flashed by, he only saw about it, could not see clearly, and did not know what the situation was.

But at this time, his whole person was trembling, and there was a sadness in his heart.

Sorrow like a sword, hanging the five organs and six internal organs, let him suffer incomparably.

When sorrow is followed, it is a sorrow.

At this time, the face of the sky was sad, and there was a strong sadness on his body.

“Meow.”

Suddenly, a cat woke him up and shocked him.

Is it a memory of a past life?

If it is a memory of a past life, then what happened in a previous life?

There was some shock in the eyes of Yan Qingyin, and then he was very curious, is there really a reincarnation in the world?

If not, where are the memories of the past?

At this time, he was very curious about his past life, wanted to find out what was going on, and he said to the yellow cat: "Cat brother, you see that my situation is not right, wake me up immediately, understand?"

“Meow.”The cat screamed.

He made a little ready to go up and smell the flowers again.

However, nothing happened, so he was a little confused, "Can the flower smell only be used once?"

So he bought some flowers.

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