coobybook Chapter 188: Talking about the past and present in front of the Naihe Bridge, and reciting the poem
Chapter 188: Talking about the past and present in front of the Naihe Bridge, and reciting the poem
When Chu Yun arrived at a mountain in Fengdu, the scene of the power of the arena rules manifesting froze on Chu Yun.
In front of Chu Yun, there was a dilapidated complex of buildings.
It is antique, with traces of time and broken walls.
Seeing this scene, Chu Yun vaguely thought of scenes from his previous life.
In the past life, this place was the most famous scenic spot in Fengdu.
It was first built in the Jin Dynasty and has been a popular temple for thousands of years.
All the ghosts and gods of Fengdu Underworld are enshrined here!
It is the residence of the Ten Kings of Hell and the gods of the underworld in folk beliefs!
But now... it has become a deserted wilderness with no one paying attention to it.
A complex look flashed across Chu Yun's eyes.
But the next moment, he calmed down.
"The evil demons from outside the domain invaded, and the gods of China embarked on a road of no return. Although the cultural context was broken."
“But…but today!
It is time for the people of Daxia to remember the rulers of the underworld in our country!"
Just as Chu Yun guessed.
Perhaps it’s because he inherited Pangu’s heritage.
As long as he can access information about the Chinese pantheon.
Whether it was the portrait of the god in the divine stone or the ruins, he could instantly understand everything about this god.
Even these dilapidated buildings in front of him, or occasionally seeing the broken sculptures lying in the grass and thorns, could awaken the memories buried deep in Chu Yun's heart.
There were two half-broken statues standing quietly in a collapsed open-air temple.
One left and one right.
The statue on the left has a human body and a bull’s head, with eyes wide open and looks very majestic!
The statue on the right was tilted and collapsed, with half of its body buried in the ground. The tangled weeds almost covered its true appearance.
But Chu Yun still saw it clearly.
He has a horse's face and a human body, with a faint and strange smile on his lips.
Bull-headed horse noodles!
The soul-catcher in traditional Chinese mythology!
In another hall, a scholar holding a book stood quietly.
Behind the dusty desk, sat a burly man with a square face, an indifferent expression, and a dignified look.
Even though there were spider webs everywhere, Chu Yun still recognized the man.
One of the ten palaces of the underworld, King Yama!
These are the gods of the underworld in the Chinese pantheon!
Especially King Yama, who has been artistically processed in mythological novels and biographies of Chinese culture such as "Journey to the West".
It is a collection of folk beliefs that were gradually summarized.
This person's reputation is definitely not small!
However, Chu Yun did not stop in front of King Yama!
He is looking for a God!
A true master of the underworld!
As Chu Yun walked around, the audience from the Great Xia Kingdom were the first to understand.
"Ah! I understand. Chu Yun wants to awaken these gods!"
"That's right! I still remember what Fairy Chang'e said, that this war between gods can awaken certain gods through opportunities in the real world.
In that case, it would definitely be safest to find the ruins directly in reality and awaken the gods.
It's much better than randomly picking 10 people from the God's Revelation Stone and betting on a great god to appear!"
"Come on, Chu Shen!"
"God Chu can definitely do it!"
The people of Daxia have full confidence in Chu Yun.
Ordinary people know very well that they do not have the ability to go to the front line to fight for their country.
But this did not stop them from cheering for Chu Yun.
"Quick! Find all the information about the ghosts and gods in the underworld of our country!"
"Put them all on the Internet so that the Chinese people can see them!"
"Don't worry about whether it's right or wrong, just watch it first! Maybe you can believe in Li Bai just like everyone else, and unknowingly come into contact with everything about this god."
The old professors of Daxia Kingdom also became busy and made appeals.
In fact, when the three human-god emperors appeared, the people of Daxia, from top to bottom, began to get busy.
Whether official or private, they all voluntarily formed an ancient book excavation team!
They took photos of some of their cultural treasures and posted them on the Internet in an effort to let people know more about the gods.
This is one of the few things people can do.
Everyone contributes a little, it may not seem like much, but when combined, it becomes a huge flow of information!
In a short period of time, some gaps in mythological stories were filled!
The power of the masses is terrifying!
The entire Great Xia Kingdom is a huge force with more than one billion people.
At this moment of national crisis, an incredible cohesive force quietly emerged.
It is clearly a huge national machine, but it runs so smoothly.
Many foreigners who are shallow in history cannot understand this phenomenon.
But this is the Great Xia Kingdom!
Only the Great Xia Kingdom, which has experienced countless national crises but has never disappeared in the long river of history, can do this!
To use a popular internet meme.
Three of the four ancient kingdoms have fallen, leaving me alone as a phoenix.
It may seem like a simple sentence, but it is written in the style of the Spring and Autumn Period, encompassing the joys and sorrows, separations and reunions of countless ancestors who sacrificed their lives and blood to fight for the survival of the nation!
Not to mention the bloody history of ancient times.
In modern times, there were ancestors who used millet and rifles to block the enemy's bullet holes with their flesh and blood!
Chu Yun finally came to a ruin that looked like a bridge.
Looking at the broken bridge and the dry riverbed below.
Chu Yun's eyes lit up.
Coming!
He knew he was about to find it!
The moment Chu Yun stepped onto the broken bridge.
His consciousness was hazy, as if he saw pictures of the past years.
"Hey, I died, but I wasted a shell on the enemy."
"Haha, Lao Liu, you are not as good as me. I just blocked a machine gun bunker, and guess what happened? Those Japanese soldiers were completely dumbfounded. They fired at all costs and didn't even know where they were shooting!"
"Don't tell me, I just blew up a tank while wearing grenades."
There is no way back on the road to the underworld, the brave men laugh and go to their death with a sense of responsibility.
Even in front of the Naihe Bridge, Mengpo, holding the Mengpo soup, looked at the queue that was as long as a dragon, with no end in sight.
Even Meng Po would be confused.
"Young man, what are you doing?"
"Hey, old immortal, we are having a war up there."
"Oh, people will die in a war."
"But why are you so skinny? Aren't soldiers supposed to be well fed and warmly clothed? If they don't eat well, they might mutiny." Meng Po tilted her head, very confused.
She found that these soldiers were different from what she remembered.
The soldier who had just served the Meng Po soup was stunned for a moment, then grinned brightly.
"fine.
My mother had nothing to eat, and my wife was starving to death. I couldn’t bear to eat it, so I left it all to my children and my mother.”
"As for me, I don't have any big ambitions, I just want to drive away those invaders as soon as possible.
I am not destined to enjoy happiness in this life.
But I want to see my children grow up and live in a world where they have food to eat, clothes to wear, and books to read.”
The soldier scratched his head and smiled innocently.
He doesn't know many words because the world is so chaotic and he has never been to school since he was a child.
He couldn't say anything profound, he just had a wish that was as small as it could be.
"Me too!"
"Hey, the platoon leader is right, I feel the same way!"
Every soldier has a bright smile.
In front of the Naihe Bridge, the soldiers held up bowls of Mengpo soup and poured them into their mouths.
After drinking Meng Po soup, you will forget your present life and the past.
Good wine should be paired with human kindness!
On the Naihe Bridge, the warrior was hungry and rushed to reincarnation with great remorse.
Unconsciously, Chu Yun's consciousness became hazy.
When he regained consciousness again, he found himself in a solemn and majestic hall.
In this hall, sits a gigantic figure that reaches from heaven to earth!
He is so tall!
The boots that fell to the ground alone were as big as a mountain.
Chu Yun's eyes were slightly red, and he looked up, just in time to meet his eyes.
What kind of eyes are those?
It is as deep as the abyss of the underworld, captivating and making people unable to extricate themselves from it after taking one look!
His eyes were like the underworld!
The left eye contains the eighteen levels of hell, and the right eye contains all things in the underworld!
found it!
Chu Yun's spirit was shocked, and he quickly calmed himself down, bowing and clasping his fists to the ruler of the underworld.
"Zhenbeiyin's dark mountains and rivers, and Chazhongdong's bright world.
With such great merits, ghosts and gods are all happy to worship him; with such mighty power, people all share in his benefits!
Junior Chu Yun respectfully welcomes the Emperor of Fengdu to come!"