"There is a mass grave under the underground palace," I said, "There are 30,000 corpses buried inside, and there are 30,000 resentful spirits..."

Abu frowned, "Thirty thousand resentful spirits?"

"Yes," I nodded, "These resentful spirits have been dead for hundreds of years, and there are stories here."

"What story?" she asked, "Can you tell me?"

"Yes, Master, can you tell me?" He Chen also asked.

"This Tiezhou City was established by the Jurchens," I said, "It is an important town to protect the Huining Prefecture of the Jin Kingdom and prevent the grassland tribes from advancing eastward. When the Mongolians went to war with the Jin Kingdom, the Mongolian general Mu Huali led his army to break through the place and massacred the entire city. After the Mongolian retreated, the Jin officials brought their troops back here. They collected 30,000 corpses and buried them on Niangniang Mountain. When these corpses were buried, there were too few people to dig a grave pit one by one, so they threw the corpses into a valley, covered them with soil and stones, and simply buried them. Just when the burial work was about to end, an earthquake suddenly occurred, and the peaks on both sides collapsed, burying the people who buried the corpses together."

"So evil?" He Chen frowned.

"The people of Jin also think it is very evil," I said, "So soon after, the emperor of the Jin Dynasty sent ministers to Tiezhou and built a temple of Niangniang on Niangniang Mountain to suppress the grudges. After the temple was repaired, the Tiezhou City began to be rebuilt. They mobilized 50,000 people and took half a year to restore the city."

"What about it later?" He Chen asked, "Isn't something wrong again?"

"No," I said, "Since then, Tiezhou City has been safe and sound until today."

"Didn't the Mongolians call again later?" Abu asked.

"Catch it," I said, "But the governors of Tiezhou did not dare to resist and surrender. The tradition of the Mongols was that those who surrendered did not kill, and those who resisted slaughtered the city, so Tiezhou escaped that disaster and was not slaughtered the whole city again. After that, in the late Yuan Dynasty, the place was conquered by the Ming Dynasty, and the soldiers were not blood-blade; later the Jurchens rose again, and the Later Jin attacked here, and the Ming army retreated without fighting, so the city did not suffer any military disasters. Anyway, there were several wars here, but no major casualties occurred."

Abu nodded.

"So, this Empress Temple is very effective!" He Chen said.

"It can be said so," I said, "Thirty thousand resentful spirits died in the massacre of the city, and the resentment was soaring. Although it would not cause an earthquake, their resentment was so strong that if they did not build a temple town, something would indeed happen."

"What's going to happen?" Abu asked me.

"Niangniang Mountain is located in the northern part of Tiezhou and is the backing of Tiezhou." I said, "The north is Kan, the position of Xuanwu. Xuanwu is the master of water and has a solemn and killing nature. If Xuanwu Mountain is too resentful, from the perspective of Fengshui, it will cause Tiezhou City to suffer constant wars, corpses are everywhere, and blood is soaring into the sky. With this Niangniang Temple, the resentment of the resentful spirits is suppressed. Therefore, although Tiezhou City has experienced military disasters several times after the reconstruction, it has always been safe and sound. From this point of view, this temple is still very effective."

She glanced at me and nodded silently.

"I've learned a lot when I listen to you," He Chen sighed, "It would be so happy if I could follow you."

I smiled faintly, "Follow your boss is your happiness."

He smiled, "Yes! You're right!"

He cleared his throat and then asked, "Young Master, where is the Soul-Suppressing Monument?"

"It's a town," I said.

"What's the origin?" he asked.

"Don't ask this," I said, "The origin does not matter. Just let you take it away and submit it."

He smiled embarrassedly, "Okay, then I won't ask."

I also smiled and looked at Abu beside me.

She was looking outside, thinking.

"What do you think?" I asked her.

She looked at me, hesitated for a moment, and asked me in a low voice, "We will go directly to the underground palace of the Niangniang Temple and move the soul-suppressing monument to Tiema Mountain. Isn't it more convenient? Why do we have to pass through them?"

I glanced at her and leaned into her ear, "This is Yanxia, ​​not Japan..."

"What?" she was puzzled.

I looked at her quietly, smiled calmly, and didn't explain anymore.

She looked at me for a while and suddenly realized, "Oh, I understand..."

Whether it is the soul-suppressing monument or the tomb-suppressing beast, once it enters the warehouse of the Cultural Relics Bureau, it is the country. Of course, I can bring these two objects to Tiema Mountain without knowing it, and then send them back to the warehouse of the Cultural Relics Bureau after using it, but if I do that, I always feel like a thief.

Therefore, we try our best to follow the rules. If we don’t meet He Chen and the Ma Bureau will not help, I can do it directly; but since He Chen is here and the Ma Bureau is also very proud of his face, there is no need to use extraordinary means.

This will be good for everyone.

Abu is an Onmyoji. Her world is very simple, either black or white, either ghosts or gods, or people, and there are not so many concerns. But I am different, I have to grasp this degree. Anyway, with us, the Blood Boy can't kill Qiao Junshan for a while. The situation has basically been controlled, so there is no need to be so hasty.

Next, we will follow the steps.

...

More than an hour later, Niangniang Mountain arrived.

The convoy entered the mountain area and walked for about ten minutes before reaching the gate of the Niangniang Temple.

The old monk in the temple had already received the notice and had been waiting with his disciples for a long time.

After we opened the door and got out of the car, the old monk came over with a smile.

"Amitabha", he clasped his hands together, "Ma·Journal, welcome you, and welcome all donors."

"Hello, Master Jiexiu." Ma Chu put his hands together and then opened the right path, "We are going to the Empress Palace behind and go to the underground palace to take a look."

"Okay", the old monk flashed and gave in, "Please!"

"please!"

We followed the old monk into the temple gate.

Entering the temple, passing through the Heavenly King Hall, the God of Wealth Hall, the Guanyin Hall, and the Great Hall. The old monk took us to the Empress Hall behind.

This hall is one of the few Jin Dynasty buildings in the Niangniang Temple, and is itself a cultural relic.

The old monk took us into the hall, and a decadent smell rushed towards us, and the hall was filled with resentment and the cold air was overwhelming.

I looked at the statue of the empress in the hall and asked the old monk, "Is it so cold here before?"

"It's also cold, but not so cold," said the old monk, "It started more than ten days ago, and suddenly it was like this. It was so cold that the monks didn't dare to come in casually."

He Chen and Ma Chu looked at each other and both looked at me with admiration.

"Go into the underground palace," I said.

"Okay, please follow me."

The old monk led us to the statue of the Empress, first knelt down and worshiped the statue of the Empress, stood up, leaned over and lifted up a stone slab on the ground, and carefully put it aside.

Next, the second and third...

He lifted four pieces in total, and after the stone slab was lifted, a large iron door was revealed.

The old monk put down the stone, leaned over and grabbed the handle of the iron door, and slowly opened the iron door.

A secret passage appeared in front of us, and it was pitch black inside.

Ma·Mr. Look at the old monk and "lead the way."
Chapter completed!