The great rejuvenation of soup, and the sound of the beach was even more intense.

The rushing flow is suspected of igniting electricity, and the storm is like floating frost.

I dream of the lights getting dizzy, and the rain in the middle of the night brings coolness.

How to connect Xiaoyu is half homesick.

——Han Yu's "Sulong Palace Beach"

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The deep foot was shallow, and the hard grass swung with his movements on both sides, which made his wrist hurt. The black short pine looked like a terrifying ghost, staring at Ziyang silently around, accompanied by the strange roar of the night owl. There was no moon tonight - the residual light in the sky was soon swallowed by the dark clouds. Soon the wind suddenly shouted, and the snow particles hit Gao Ziyang's face, which was cold and painful.

He only knew that he had come to this hill for no reason.

It was even more inexplicably coming to this era.

He was originally just an ordinary screenwriter, graduated from the History Department, and could write some articles and earn some meager royalties. Due to life, he would also help the investors write some unrestrained dramas without any conscience, and kept mingling in the Silk Road Film and Television City in Xijing City to make a living.

Until I met the mysterious girl.

That unreasonable but extremely beautiful girl.

The fifteenth minute he counted forward, the first half of the minute he saw this girl in the square at the entrance of the film and television city. At first glance, he felt that this girl was different from ordinary people.

Her skin is white and her hair is black, but her pupils are brown. She holds a bulldog in her arms - this dog has three heads, exactly the same as the legendary Hell Dog.

"The person who was chosen, in order to fill the gap in time and space caused by Li Hui's soul escape, I can only feel wronged."

What Li Hui?

What time and space gap?

I don't want to be wronged!

But in the second half of the minute, he arrived at this deserted hill.

"Who are you?"

"I, I am the great host of the Fire Hell, Anna Komuning, engaged in a small soul trafficking job." The girl hid her jade fingers on her small chest with an arrogant expression.

"Coser? Listen to the little girl, in this Xijing City, did our police uncle tell you that kidnapping is illegal? You don't wear a little white hat. Whatever you want, where is this?"

"This is Goujiling." Although the girl was not from the Celestial Empire at all, she was very fluent in Chinese.

"What dog ridge!"

"It's the monument of your time."

My era, would you say?

The girl smiled, nodded, and said, "I have sent you to the ancient times, now..." Then she raised her cute lips and frowned, as if she suddenly realized something was wrong.

In the cold wind of Dogji Ridge, Gao Ziyang and she stood facing each other, and neither of them knew what to continue to say.

After a long time, the girl got up, with a "sorry" expression-

"Gao Ziyang is sorry, I have a little deviation, I have to be responsible." Gao Ziyang was sweating again when he heard this. The girl named Anna was standing in the grass, holding out a radiant celestial plate. "Because the celestial plate that originally hid Li Hui's soul fell and damaged when the Great Manzi and the Lord of the Seven Stars fell and damaged. The scale shifted forward for a total of three hundred years, and the little sunfish forgot to repair it, so..."

What is Li Hui, what is the big man, what is the horoscope, what is the soul, what is the master of the seven stars, what is the small sunfish, what is the deviation, how can I, a historical materialist, believe it!

Now I just want to go home, go back to my time, go back to my humid and bugs, but at least there is a bed and an electric kettle rental house. Gao Ziyang was anxious and bitter, and couldn't even speak, so he could only keep waving gestures to Anna.

"So I made some compensation and decided to give you the favor of the Lord of the Fire Hell. First, you know the language of the Tang people, and second, let's go forward, young people, walk to the central axis of this city of destiny, and you will step into a brand new river."

"I can't move forward any more, I'll die! Is there any king's law? What era is it now?" Gao Ziyang shouted.

But Anna ignored her and just left a sentence, "Three hundred years of deviation, that is, the twelfth year of the Dali period of your Tang Dynasty." After saying that, a carriage with phosphorus appeared behind her, and soon sat on it with the whimpering three-headed dog, like Santa Claus driving a reindeer, disappeared over the Dog Ridge with the sound of thunder and completely disappeared.

Her message was also echoing in the night sky, "Come on Zeanzhi, young Mr. Gao, survive in this greatest ancient capital. I love her. She is the well-deserved queen on this continent, as beautiful as Constantinople."

In the wind, Gao Ziyang stretched out his hand and watched Anna disappear into the sky. He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but believe it.

Next, he stood alone on the cliff of Dogji Ridge and looked down.

That’s right, night and snow are the greatest city of Xijing. In the 12th year of Dali, its name is Chang'an.

The night in Chang'an is far from beautiful. It is silent and majestic. It lurks like a huge beast in the dark. The gray lines are the walls and streets that extend vertically and horizontally. The lights emitted from the stars should belong to the patrol shops at the corners of each fang. He can even see patrol soldiers carrying lanterns on the streets in the fog.

"I can't go back now. Although the world is big, I, Gao Ziyang, must first find the place where I stand."

The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier. Gao Ziyang aimlessly faced the snow, until he saw a faint light rising among the grass in the mountains, and there seemed to be a small building, so he instinctively walked towards the building.

I don’t know how far I walked, but Gao Ziyang suddenly had empty feet and rolled down along the edge of a big pit!

At the bottom of the pit, Gao Ziyang was frightened and hurriedly got up, rolled up his torn sleeves, saw abrasions on his wrists and also on his face, but they should be fine. The most unfortunate thing is that the screen of the phone was cracked and completely black, and there was no response when touched. He was already a waste.

Then he looked up and saw that it was a pit of soil more than ten meters from side to side, about two or three meters deep, hidden in the weeds. No wonder it was difficult to detect and fell in.

The snow continued to fall into the pit along the wind. Gao Ziyang saw that the building seemed to be a small temple, just across the pit. He thought that it would be good to go there to avoid the wind and snow for a night, so he prepared to climb there.

I accidentally bumped into something under my feet.

With the faint snow light, Gao Ziyang saw the scene that almost made him lose his soul:

The one who tripped him was a long pile of soil, and the touching thing was a blood-stained human head, with green face and fangs, rolling into the grass.

"Ah!" Gao Ziyang hurriedly stepped back and sat on the ground.

The long soil pile was filled with human heads, some of which had been rotten. At this moment, the blue phosphorus fire began to emerge again. Several unknown big moths were flying around strangely in the wind and snow, making a buzzing sound. The light he saw just now was floating here!

Only then did Gao Ziyang see that there were heads everywhere in the pit, corpses horizontally, and white soul-summoning banners scattered, which was clearly a mass grave!

At this time, Gao Ziyang climbed closer to the small temple and found that there were lanterns inside, with the words "Sheng Shen Temple" written on it. There was a painted wooden statue on the altar, and the front was looking down at the mass grave pit.

"Goujiling is the place where the prisoner is punished!"
Chapter completed!