Chapter 78 The Story of Qing Maiden, Illusion [Please read more] [Please recommend]

A few minutes later, Zongze had finished reading the inscription.

The story of Qing Nuan can be traced back to more than 400 years ago.

Among them is an excerpt from "Tongzhou Chronicles".

In the tenth year of Wanli, the tide surged, inundating Fengli and other places, and drowned more than 2,600 people. Floods occurred for several years, and canals were formed. The rivers and seas overflowed, drowning countless people, and strong winds uprooted trees and left no houses.

This record describes the time when Tongzhou suffered from tidal flooding.

And Madam Qing was a well-known benevolent person during the great calamity at that time.

According to folklore, she can overturn clouds and rain, temporarily calm the tide, and save many lives.

From the Yellow Sea to the Yangtze River, many fishermen have also benefited from it.

The image of Qing Nuan is always a dignified woman wearing Tsing Yi. She is called "Nan Nu" because she is not young.

Zongze's vision blurred again, and he felt a warm current coming from his shoulder. When he looked back, he saw that Mo Ke had come in at some point. Her right hand was resting on his shoulder, glowing with a faint white light.

After paying homage, he looked at the statue of Mrs. Qingyi again. The faded clay face seemed to have a strange charm, and Zongze couldn't help but want to take a closer look.

The old man didn't say much. He walked to a nearby side room that looked like a duty room and took out six sticks of incense, three sticks per stick, and handed them to Zongze and Mo Ke.

Zongze pushed open the courtyard door and walked in with Mo Ke.

There are not many pedestrians on this street, and the temple wall is not high, only about two and a half meters, so it is not difficult to climb in.

"Dong dong..."

The temple here is not big. In the center is a clay statue of a woman in blue. The paint has faded and it is at least twenty years old.

However, this stone tablet was erected by the Cultural Affairs Bureau, so it is absolutely impossible to just talk about it.

The voice of the woman in green was very gentle, but she was interrupted before she finished speaking.

After Zongze glanced at the statue, he raised his hand and held the incense, bowed three times behind him, and placed the three incense sticks on the copper vat.

With the clang of keys and the crisp sound of unlocking, the courtyard door slowly opened.

After finishing, the old man closed the courtyard door and walked into the duty room again.

"Grandpa, don't worry."

"We came here after seeing the legend of Qing Nuan."

Mo Ke held the puppy in his arms, stood sideways, and looked at the situation of the temple.

However, there is a Sky Eye security monitoring pole on the street next to the Qing Nuan Temple. It might not be a good idea to turn it over directly.

No matter what, it's always okay to say goodbye.

"Since you came here on purpose, I will make an exception."

But the old man waved his hand.

"The Qingxin Jue is effective."

Upon seeing this, Zongze explained, and the old man quietly took back the remaining three sticks of incense without saying anything.

But if you don’t go in, it can’t be considered a [scene]. What’s here is a [mini map] in the game.

The old man first looked at Zongze, then looked at Mo Ke behind him, and said in a rich voice.

Mo Ke didn't take it, but Zongze didn't pay much attention to it, so he stretched out his hand to take it.

Thinking of this, he returned to the courtyard door, raised his hand and knocked lightly.

"Wow..."

"If she doesn't worship, I will worship alone."

“It’s interesting!”

Every charm is not a fascination, but an instinctive curiosity.

An old man wearing a velvet hat and a black vest looked at them indifferently.

"Dong dong dong!"

She has a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure. The only disharmonious thing is that her lower body is actually a green snake body, and the snake's tail is raised almost at the same level as her head.

"Please let us in."

Legend has it that she was the wife of the magistrate of Pangrubai County in Tongzhou at that time.

However, more than 400 years have passed, and only two Qing Nuan temples remain.

He pressed his arm against the door and gave a reason.

Along the way of cultivation, I go against heaven and worship my parents, my benefactors, and my master.

Cut one open and help Zongze burn incense.

Zongze was confused, but at this moment, the woman in green clasped her hands on her left waist and bent her knees to salute.

"Ms. Qing can't protect your marriage, so you should go to Guangjiao Temple."

Later generations were grateful for Qingnuo's kindness, so they built ancestral temples in Tongzhou and offered incense to express their gratitude.

"There is no such rule in Qing Nuan Temple."

"Master, help me..."

One is here, and the other is in Rubai County.

This "Qing Maiden" is either really a great demon who has accumulated merits after attaining enlightenment, or she is a monk who is good at controlling water, so she can calm the tide and subvert the clouds and rain!

"This is a cultural protection unit, and it has rarely been open to people in recent years."

There are incense cauldrons in Buddhist temples, but obviously there is not so much emphasis on them here.

Suddenly, Zongze's vision blurred. When it became clear again, the clay statue had disappeared, replaced by a living, beautiful woman in green clothes who looked to be about thirty years old.

The voice sounded like that of an old man.

For those great benefactors, they are often deified and beautified under the praise of the people, creating various places that are different from ordinary people.

I don't know if anyone is in the temple.

Zongze raised his hand and reached into the door.

After lighting the incense, Zongze held the incense in both hands and pushed open the panel door of the main hall of the temple.

"Turn in."

There is a large copper-colored vat in front of the statue, which is full of incense ashes and stubble.

It seems that he doesn't want anyone to come to pray for blessings and offer incense.

"How much?"

The old man said preemptively, taking a step back to close the door.

After knocking several times in succession, a response came from the hospital.

"Illusion?"

"You have to go in and take a look."

Hearing what he said, the old man looked up at the bright weather, and finally took a few steps back.

He asked again.

Zongze found that by combining these local myths and legends with the information he knew, the myths became more convincing!

"How about the Green Snake?"

But since Zongze knew that monks existed in this world, looking at this record now, he is more inclined to the legend.

When I was a child, when I went to offer incense with my parents, I always paid for the incense.

"Young man, go quickly."

There are also legends that it is a green snake that has been taught by eminent monks. Seeing that Tongzhou was in trouble due to flooding, it came to rescue the world and accumulate merit.

"Coming."

As the door was pushed open, dust on the ground rose up, which was very obvious under the sunlight.

When Zongze saw it, the first thing that came to his mind was "The Legend of White Snake".

"Crack!"

Xia Kingdom has a vast territory and profound historical and cultural heritage. County and government annals in various places have recorded such incidents with a sense of fantasy.

This time the old man said a few more words and took out a box of "Double Happiness" matches from his pocket.

"It shows that this illusion is not very clever."

Mo Ke looked at the clay sculpture and whispered to himself.

Zongze instantly knew that the woman in green that he saw just now appeared was indeed an illusion.

Moreover, this illusion is very targeted, and it is obviously aimed at you!

As for Mo Ke, she should have noticed something first!
Chapter completed!