Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2754 Go-getter, Mo Xie (three more)

Tuoba Ling looked at Yang Ruoqing: "What exactly do you want to know? My background?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "No, I don't really want to know about your life experience, because it might be a sad story."

"What I want to know is your purpose of appearing in the depths of Sleeping Bull Mountain, the real purpose!"

Tuoba Ling looked at Yang Ruoqing deeply, as if hesitating and thinking.

Just when Yang Ruoqing thought that he still didn't want to speak up and was about to put more pressure on her, Tuoba Ling spoke out.

"Okay, it's okay to tell you." He said.

"This incident originated from a legend. I'm not sure if there is such a thing in this world. Let it be a story and tell you!"

"Stories? I like hearing stories the most." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Wait a minute, I haven't had lunch yet. To listen to stories, there must be wine and food." She said.

"Forget about the wine. My man doesn't like me drinking. Let's go over there and get some game to roast and eat. We talk while we eat," she said.

Tuoba Ling's head was full of black lines.

This woman named Yang Ruoqing turned out to be a foodie.

"Why are you so startled, come on!" Yang Ruoqing walked for a while and found that Tuoba Ling was still standing there, couldn't help but waved to him and shouted.

Tuoba Ling came back to his senses, "Here we come."

……

Two fish racks were forked and roasted on the fire until they made a squeaking sound.

Yang Ruoqing flipped the grilled fish while listening to Tuoba Ling talking about the legendary story.

"It's a legend, because it is said that this incident happened in the territory of your Daqi..." he said.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Ruoqing raised her hand suddenly, interrupting Tuoba Ling's words.

"You can't call 'You Daqi', don't forget, the blood that really flows in your body is also Daqi's."

"Your father, your mother, your Cao family is a branch of the Yingchuan Cao family, an authentic descendant of Daqi." She said.

Tuoba Ling bit his lip, and some complicated things flashed in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Go on, I'm listening."

Tuoba Ling nodded, and continued talking.

"A long time ago, so long ago that I don't know which dynasty it was. At that time, the area to the south was said to be a small country whose name could not be found for a long time."

"At that time, in a small town in this small country, there was a very loving young couple."

"My husband is a well-known local blacksmith. He can not only make farm tools for the common people in four seasons, but also make all kinds of magic weapons."

"At that time, the world was in great turmoil and wars were frequent. The king of their small country urgently needed this kind of capable man who could make weapons, so he ordered the two of them to make swords."

"My husband casts swords regardless of cold and heat, almost crazy."

"The wife wiped his sweat and fanned the wind for him, and it has been like a day for ten years."

"It is said that at that time, a kind of fine iron needed to cast the Excalibur could not be melted, and the sword could not be completed if the iron was not melted."

"If you can't make a sword, the king will kill you all."

"The husband sacrificed his body to the sword in the end and jumped out of the furnace, and the divine sword finally came out."

"One male and one female, two divine swords,"

"To commemorate her husband, the wife named the divine sword after their names. The male sword is called Moxie, and the female sword is called Ganjiang."

"The wife dedicated the female sword general to the king, leaving behind the male sword Moxie."

"Later, the villain Gao Mi, the king learned that Mo Xie's wife had hidden the Xiongjian privately. Longyan was furious and ordered her to be arrested."

"My wife was besieged by officers and soldiers, she would rather die than hand over the sword box in her arms."

"I was finally killed, and the blood fell on the sword box. At this moment, the sword box fell to the ground, and the male sword Mo Xie was born out of the air. The sword energy was strong, and none of the nearby officers and soldiers survived."

"Xiongjian Moxie turned into a black dragon, took his wife's body and flew away through the clouds, landed in a place called Sleeping Niu Mountain, and hid in the forest."

"It is said that every year on the second day of February, the black dragon will hover and neigh on the top of the mountain."

"The sound of sobbing is like paying homage to someone. It turns out that the sixth day of February is the day when her husband, Mo Xie sacrificed himself to the sword, and the divine sword came out."

"That's why the black dragon hovers in the sky above the mountain on that day every year, calling for wind and rain, lightning and thunder."

"The local people were in awe and panic, so they worshiped the dragon on this day, so there was the Dragon Head Festival on the second day of February, which has continued to this day."

Hearing what Tuoba Ling said, Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened in surprise.

"I remembered something!" she said.

"What's the matter?" Tuoba Ling asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I have read the Wanghai county annals before, and there is indeed a record like this in the county annals."

"However, the black dragon recorded in the county annals is a bit different." She said.

Tuoba Ling raised his eyebrows, "Then what did the Wanghai county annals say?"

Yang Ruoqing thought about it hard, and said, "The county records say that every year on the second day of the second lunar month, the dragon raises its head."

"It's because a black dragon came from the east to visit its dragon mother in Sleeping Bull Mountain."

"It is said that the old female dragon is hiding somewhere in Sleeping Ox Mountain, so on the day when the dragon visits her, there will usually be strong winds, heavy rain, lightning and thunder."

"In addition to offering sacrifices and offerings, every household also hangs a scale on the eaves of the house."

"Because they say that the old scale is the incarnation of the old dragon. It hangs at the door. When the black dragon passing by the roof sees it, it will show some face and won't shake its tail. We won't be flooded here. The house is safe."

After listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, Tuoba Ling smiled.

"Unexpectedly, this black dragon is still a filial son." He said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "In the version you mentioned, it's an infatuated husband."

Because the black dragon is transformed by the magic sword Moxie, it represents the husband.

Tuoba Ling nodded, and continued: "The version I heard, and the following."

"Oh?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "Then you go ahead and I won't interrupt."

Tuoba Ling sorted out his thoughts, and continued: "The existence of the black dragon seems to have displeased the heavens. Later, five thunders fell from the sky and beat the black dragon to death."

"The black dragon has fallen into a long sleep, and this sleep has changed the world."

"500 years later, one day, a farmer was plowing the field at the foot of the mountain, and he plowed out a long stone box."

"The moment the farmer opened the stone box curiously, a ray of white light flew out of the stone box."

"It turned into a white dragon in mid-air. At the same time, the black dragon that had been sleeping in the mountain seemed to have received some kind of induction, and finally woke up from its long sleep."

"Two dragons, one white and one black, are intertwined, like a pair of long-lost lovers. In the end, the two dragons disappeared together in the Sleeping Bull Mountain."

"From now on, there will be no more rumors about Mo Xie being able to wield these two male and female swords."

After Tuoba Ling finished talking, he found that Yang Ruoqing, who was chattering before, was quiet.

The grilled fish was already cooked, exuding a tantalizing aroma, but she, who was a foodie before, didn't move at all at the moment.

I saw her sitting there with her knees folded, staring at the fire in front of her, obviously distracted.

(End of this chapter)