In the folk, there has always been a spiritual legend of "Yin soldiers borrowing the Way", which means that soldiers from hades enter the Yang Realm and show their true bodies.
Most of the "Yin Soldiers Borrowing" occurred at night, and the number of witnesses was small, so even if the words were recorded, the truth has always been controversial and inconclusive.
Some people regard this as a supernatural mysterious event, believing that there is some kind of supernatural force in the world, but others scoff at it, thinking that this is just a "video replay" in a special environment, recreating the scene that happened in the past, which is a normal physical phenomenon under extreme conditions.
The story told today is related to the "Yin Soldier Borrowing Road".
In the last years of the Tang Dynasty, beacons were everywhere, and many places were razed to the ground by the war, with ten rooms and nine empty spaces.
There is a narrow plain on the Han River called Dafengzhuang, and there was once a big war. The two sides fought for three days and three nights, killing a river of blood, and the Han River was cut off by floating corpses, which can be imagined how tragic.
Since then, there have been rumors here that the ghosts who died in battle linger here and refuse to leave. Every rainy night, these undead soldiers would come out from the bottom of the river and continue to face each other as they had done in the past.
In order to appease these undead, local villagers raised funds to build a temple by the river, named "Temple of Mercy", which means to let them put down their killing and ascend to Elysium early with compassion.
After the temple was built, the matter of "yin soldiers borrowing the road" did not happen again, and over time, this matter was gradually forgotten by people.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.
This year, a local musician came.
This person's name is Hu Cai, who has been blind since childhood, studied art with his teacher for ten years, and blew the scream out of his mind. The joy makes people laugh, and the sad place can make people cry and be moved. But for all major red and white happy events, the Lord's family named him to appear.
There was a local official who was running a white business outside, and designated Hu Cai to come and blow the whistle.
Unfortunately, Hu Cai was infected with wind and cold when he first arrived, and in desperation, he had to temporarily live in the "Temple of Mercy" to recuperate. The monks in the temple all went to do things, and only Hu Cai remained in the temple alone.
Hu Cai was lonely and bored, so he picked up the whistle and blew a minor tune at will, but not long after blowing, there were heavy footsteps in the distance, accompanied by the sound of metal collision.
The sound was getting closer and closer, and it was only half a mile away from Hu Cai before it stopped. Listening to its wheezing was gloomy and cloudy, it seemed to be an armored soldier.
Hu Cai did not dare to be idle, and quickly put down his voice and asked, "Dare to ask who the general is, forgive me for taking the risk, my eyes are not good." "
The man was respectful, clasping his hands in his fists and making a metallic interlacing sound.
"The general of my family has long been famous, and I would like to invite you to play a song to relieve the pain of missing your hometown." Please go now and come with me! "
How dare the common people offend the general. Although Hu Cai was unwell, he immediately picked up the sigh and followed the deputy general out of the door.
The two rode a horse together, with Hu Cai in front and the vice admiral in the back. Hu Was able to clearly feel the vice admiral's body cold, and the same was true of the horse under his crotch, not only did he not feel a little temperature, but it was still wet to the touch.
After a bump in less than a cup of tea, the horse stopped. From time to time, I heard the clash of armor around me, as well as the sound of shouting and scolding. It appears to be a garrison camp.
Hu Cai was a little strange, didn't you hear that there was a garrison here? Before he could think about it, however, the adjutant general had already dragged him to the tent.
A weary voice said, "You can start, show your true skills, and play as much as you want!" "
Hu Cai naturally did not dare to play the song of marriage and funeral, and blew up the army's celebration song. The tone of the tone is suppressed and frustrated, which not only shows the courage of the soldiers to fight, but also interprets the decisiveness of the general to rebuke Fang, from the tragic grandeur of the bloody battle to the triumphant song of victory, the iron horse of Jinge, and the homesickness are all vividly interpreted.
Along with the music, the surrounding audience also sighed with their wrists, or cheered with joy.
At the end of the song, the sounds around me gradually stopped.
After a while, it was still the same muffled voice:
"Sure enough, it is a generation of masters, thank you for blowing out such a natural sound, I will definitely reward you again." But please don't tell anyone."
Soon, the vice admiral left the camp with Hu Cai and sent him back to the temple. Before leaving, he was given a large bag of gold and silver.
Hu Cai pressed the ecstasy in his heart and did not mention this matter to anyone. Three days later, the adjutant general suddenly arrived and asked him to play another song.
With the previous experience, this time Hu Cai was familiar with the road, performed harder, and received a lot of rewards.
Because of one more song, when Hu Cai returned, the sky was already dark. Just as I stepped into the house, I was bumped into by the abbot who got up early.
The abbot felt a little strange and asked Hu Cai where he had gone.
Hu Cai prevaricated and hurried into the room. But he did not know that the gold and silver exposed in the package were all under the abbot's eyes.
The abbot had an ominous premonition, so on the pretext of sending a sachet to avoid miasma, he gave the cloth sac containing white ash to Hu Cai and asked him to carry it with him.
Hu Cai gladly accepted, but he did not know that there was a loophole under this pocket.
After a few more days, the deputy general came again and took Hu Cai away.
Following the traces of white ash on the ground, the abbot followed the torches all the way through the overgrown grass and suddenly heard the sound of whining.
The abbot and the others were stunned, only to see Hu Cai sitting alone in front of the huge ancient tomb, playing hard. Several clusters of glowing ghost fire fluttered up and down, extremely eerie.
The abbot's face turned pale, and he folded his hands and said, "Amitabha." A few steps rushed over, slapped Hu Cai to the ground, shouted the Buddha trumpet, and the ghost fire around him suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Hu Cai didn't know what was happening, and covered his face looking confused and helpless.
The abbot did not explain, and immediately asked the other monks to forcibly drag Hu Cai away. Then he ordered a bonfire to be lit, and Tuan Tuan sat around Hu Cai and chanted the prayer for him.
After tossing and turning for most of the night, Hu Cai finally woke up, and told the abbot about the future dragon's fate.
The abbot was silent in thought, and only after a long time did he sigh and talk about the "Yin Soldier Borrowing Dao" in those years.
Hu Cai trembled with fright and was busy seeking a way to avoid disaster.
(To be continued)
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