Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11186

"Madam, this is the life story of my master." Qingniang's voice sounded beside her.

"My master and the Empress of the enemy country are in love, but they are born in troubled times and lovers cannot be together."

"At that time, two golden crows appeared in the sky, and evil spirits were rampant on the ground. The evil spirits spread everywhere and awakened the devil and darkness in people's hearts. Different regions were divided and wars continued."

"My master invited the world's best swordsmith to forge two swords, one male and one female. The Moye sword was given to the empress. The two of them worked together to kill cholera in the world and protect the people."

As Qingniang was talking, she noticed that Yang Ruoqing beside her had stopped moving.

Qing Niang couldn't help but look at Yang Ruoqing and found that her eyes were red. She looked up at the scene on the rock wall where the general dismounted from his horse, knelt on one knee, and raised the Moye sword above his head with both hands to present it to the empress.

Empress...

The ancestors of the female general and wizard of Nanshan Village were once the empress's close followers. When the dynasty fell and the empress passed away, they escorted the empress's coffin to Mianniu Mountain.

The empress slept forever in the mountains, and the ancestors of the female generals hid in the deep mountains and forests, where they built villages and reproduced under unknown names.

Their original purpose was to guard the tomb of the empress. Later, as many years passed, people in later generations got used to life in the mountain village and became ordinary mountain people. The legend about the tomb of the empress was also a legend they heard from their elders, and they didn't know whether it was true or not.

Perhaps, this is just like the attitude of everyone towards the world of Shan Hai Jing in later technological and civilized societies.

Since there is no scientific evidence to prove whether the world of Shan Hai Jing really existed, people would rather regard it as a beautiful legend than a piece of history...

Yang Ruoqing still clearly remembered the first time the female general and the wizard saw her, they both thought it was the empress who had resurrected.

In the scrolls collected by the female general, Yang Ruoqing did see the grace of the empress, who was very similar to herself.

Not only that, Yang Ruoqing accidentally sneaked into the empress's tomb and saw the empress in the coffin. At that time, she and Luo Fengtang were also shocked when they saw the empress's face.

The empress and Yang Ruoqing looked the same, but Yang Ruoqing was very young at that time, and the empress should be around 30 years old, so even though they looked alike, the age difference made them not the same person.

  Now that I am in my early thirties, if I put on the same outfit as the empress, damn, wouldn't it be indistinguishable from the real thing?

Although the female general and the wizard firmly believed that Yang Ruoqing was the reincarnation of the empress, Yang Ruoqing also knew that she and the empress had the same face, and she was even the only one who could pull out the Moye sword from the empress's coffin.

All signs point to the fact that the two are reincarnations.

But so what?

Reincarnation is too illusory. Even if it is true, then the fat girl from Changping Village is the reincarnation of the empress, and their physical appearances are similar.

As for Yang Ruoqing herself, her soul is a time traveler from the future.

So in the end, it doesn’t matter whether you are the reincarnation of the empress or not.

In this life, she is herself, Yang Ruoqing.

The affairs of the empress are all in the past.

"Qingniang, take me in." Yang Ruoqing ordered softly.

"Yes ma'am, please follow me."

  Qingniang led the way in front, and Yang Ruoqing followed behind. Before leaving, she glanced at the general again... Could he be the reincarnation of Luo Fengtang?

"Ma'am, be careful on the steps."

Behind the screen wall is the main hall, and in front of the main hall is not a courtyard, but a pool.

There is a blue-grey stone bridge over the pool, and the stone piers and handrails on both sides of the bridge are carved with shapes of entwined and coiled snakes.

There is water in the pool and the water is still flowing.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing staring at the pool, Qingniang explained, "This water comes from the reservoir above. When the master built this place as a resting place after death, the reservoir was just a small puddle. After years of changes, a reservoir was formed, and the master's tomb sank to the bottom of the water."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I grew up in this area, and I heard from the villagers that they have never seen the reservoir dry up. Does this have anything to do with you and your wife?"

Qingniang admitted generously: "Yes, every time the water level tends to drop during the dry season, my husband and I will draw water from the underground river in the mountains to fill the reservoir so that the master's tomb will not be discovered by the world."

Yang Ruoqing understood.

No wonder there is an endless supply of water in this reservoir. It turns out that there are two big snakes silently transferring water from the south to the north. Their purpose is to prevent the dried-up reservoir from exposing the owner's grave and preventing the owner's grave from being destroyed.

Yang Ruoqing followed Qingniang into the main hall.

She originally thought she would walk into a gloomy tomb in complete darkness.

But when she walked in, she walked into a large and empty hall.

There were eternal lamps lit in the four corners of the hall. The candles inside were made of a material that Yang Ruoqing had never seen before, like colored glaze, with something blue like quicksand surging inside. The burning light was white with a faint green smoke.

Along one side of the hall was a wall full of weapon racks. Longbows, swords, halberds, spears, shields, iron hooks, and many other weapons that Yang Ruoqing had never seen before could all be found here.

Behind them, there were wooden horses and chariots. The wheels were wrapped in a layer of something that Yang Ruoqing couldn't name the material of. That thing looked a bit like aluminum alloy and was reflective, but it was definitely not aluminum alloy. There were also some very complicated inscriptions and spells engraved on it with cinnabar.

"The candles on the wall that never go out are made of mermaid tears. These war horses, chariots, and weapons are all things my master used when he was alive."

Qingniang stood on one side, like a tour guide, and she would explain and introduce whatever Yang Ruoqing saw.

It feels like this really doesn't treat Yang Ruoqing as an outsider at all!

"Aren't mermaids' tears used to make night pearls?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Qing Niang smiled faintly: "The eyes of the mermaids can be made into night-shining pearls, and the wax made from the tears of the mermaids can last for thousands of years without extinguishing."

"Qing Niang, did mermaids really exist in your time? There aren't any now!"

"Madam, you don't know that at that time, this land was no different from what it is now. There were many countries and cities in the north, south, east and west. Ever since two golden crows appeared in the sky one day and scorched the earth, many birds and beasts that absorbed the sun's energy appeared. Mermaids were one of them. They lived in the water, in rivers, lakes and seas."

"There are also many strange ancient beasts on land, such as the Nether Wolf and the Ghost-faced Bear."

"Even my husband Xiao Hei and I, our spiritual awakening, is related to all this."

"Then who shot down one of the Golden Crows? Now there is only one left." Yang Ruoqing asked again.