Nightmare Light

Chapter 132 Rainy Night in Lushan Mountain
"Is this the real history?"

The old man's voice, neither hurried nor slow, echoed in the room.

"If the three powerful emperors had disagreements with each other, then... under their leadership, the three tribes would have disintegrated, inevitably accompanied by contention and war! Why was it possible for them to be divided into three tribes so peacefully?"

"Furthermore, even after being divided into three tribes, why can they still appear to be one federation? Have you ever thought about the reason?"

Lin Wang frowned slightly.

He did have suspicions about these things, but because he had too little information before, he did not come to any conclusions.

But he remembered that he had heard Gu Shuochuan say before that there had been a battle between the Mist Clan and the Candle Clan.

"I remember there was a battle between the Mist Clan and the Candle Clan."

Lin Wang looked at the old man.

"Oh, I know about that battle—about sixty or seventy laymen and soldiers from both tribes fought for half an hour in the martial arts training grounds of Lushan, with only two injured... Can you call that a war?"

The old man smiled and said, "Not as many died as when the lay master went crazy."

The old man smiled and said, "So the real reason is that the three tribes split at that time. There was another reason."

Lin Wang said: "Do you know the reason?"

"Whether I know or not... What I can tell you is that he pointed to the books in front of Lin Wang. These books definitely don't have any records, and there must be a reason why they don't have any records."

"Is that someone forbidding you to speak?"

The old man smiled and said, "At my age, if someone doesn't let me speak, can he stop me?"

Lin Wang's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"

The old man raised his finger to the sky and said: "There are some things I said. It doesn't matter whether people listen or not, but they must not hear it."

gods...

Lin Wang narrowed his eyes and his expression gradually became serious.

"You are indeed a smart young man."

The old man was very pleased and glanced at Lin Wang. "Although I can't talk about matters involving 'them', there is a story... I can still tell you - have you heard of the 'Night Rain on Lushan Mountain' incident?"

Night rain at Lushan?

I've never heard of it...

Lin Wang muttered to himself.

Before he could answer, the old man spoke first.

"The end of the Three Emperors' calendar... Spring of 912, April 4rd."

"That night, it rained all over Tangsheng City."

"A little after 9 p.m., the Wu Clan Emperor, Tang Qianguan, accompanied by his attendants, guards, and his own ministers, left the Lushan Palace...now known as the Lushan Villa, in the heavy rain."

"A few hours later, all the members of the Mist Tribe lined up in silence and left Tangsheng City in an orderly manner... Do you know what the strangest part of this incident is?"

The old man spoke in a calm voice.

"It was the defenders of Tangsheng City at the time. No one stopped them."

"And on the third day after that, your Northerner's emperor, Tuoba Shou'an, did exactly the same thing. That day, all the Northerners collectively set out and left Tangsheng City."

"The Mist Tribe heads west into the mist, while the Northlanders head north, towards the extreme cold..."

The old man looked at Lin Wang, his expression gradually deepening. "Child, have you ever thought about this? Two powerful emperors. At the end of the dynasty's collapse, there was no fighting between them, not even bloodshed. They simply left in silence with their people."

"Child, don't you think their departure is strange?"

"When normal people fight for power...is this what happens?"

The old man narrowed his eyes: "Rather than fighting for power and profit, their behavior is more like..." "Escape?" Lin Wang blurted out.

"Migration." The old man shook his head. "If it was an escape, there would be a certain amount of fighting and bloodshed—it wouldn't be so orderly."

“But migration…is different.”

"That is to say, during that time, these two emperors and their peoples jointly determined that this land was unsuitable for their people's lives and had become an uninhabitable environment."

Lin Wang narrowed his eyes and his expression became extremely serious.

"Could it be that... there was some mysterious power in Tangsheng City back then, which caused..."

"Stop, child, don't say any more." The old man stopped Lin Wang gently but firmly. "If you continue, some beings... may hear what you say."

"What I can reveal is that the three tribes were able to split into what they are today, and it is inextricably linked to them..."

The old man's next words stirred up a storm in Lin Wang's heart.

"And today, the leaders of the three tribes...are still in contact with them!"

Lin Wang had already guessed the answer, but he still pressed the point: "Did you just say 'they'?"

The old man winked at Lin Wang cunningly: "I didn't say anything."

The history of the Three Imperial Clans...has basically been collected to this extent, which is enough to digest for a long time...

There's still time to delve deeper into more details later...

Thinking of this, Lin Wang asked Old Qin: "Old man, do you know anything about the people in the north?"

"Child, why don't you ask yourselves about your northern people's affairs, but come to ask me, an old man from the Candle Clan?"

The old man looked at Lin Wang gently.

"I'm from the North, having grown up in Tangsheng City. I don't know as much about many of my people's affairs as you do... After all, you are the most knowledgeable person in Tangsheng City."

"Heh... don't flatter me. I'm just an old candle burning out... I don't buy into that anymore." The old man said this, but a smile played across his face. "I can tell you two things. First, the people of the North, living in the ice and snow of the north... aren't just surviving, they're defending against something."

"Besides that, there are actually people in Tangsheng City who know more about the people from the North."

"You mean the federal politicians?"

The old man laughed. "Ha! Those pigs in shirts! What could they know?"

"The only one who could know the secrets of the royal family...and maintain contact with the alien emperor...could only be another wave of the royal family."

"Although the Chu Federation is a federal system, controlled and run by federal officials... the royal family of that time is still active within the federation and has a huge influence on the entire federation."

"Child, if you want to know the true situation of the people of the North... or the true secrets of the Three Royal Families, then you must find the descendants of the royal family."

"So, child, go to Deer Mountain. I believe you will find answers to many questions there."

Lin Wang was about to continue asking when the phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the old man.

Old Qin smiled and shook his head, indicating that it was okay.

Only then did Lin Wang take out his phone and answered it.

A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the line. He coughed and asked anxiously, "Brother Lin?"

Lin Wang recognized the voice: "Brother Dog?"

"Ah! Yes, it's me! Agou!"

He said happily, "Brother Lin, when is convenient... oh no, do you have time today? I invite you to visit the Wild Wolf Group's base."

(End of this chapter)