It has been a long time since I visited Chuzhuang, and the enthusiasm of Chuzhuang people for Liu Mang has not diminished.

"Sir, this time we have a lot of golden obsidian in Chu Village. You can have as much as you want!"

Pointing to the densely packed golden obsidian in sacks in the courtyard, Mr. Chu said cheerfully.

He thought Liu Mang was here to buy gold obsidian.

After just glancing at Golden Obsidian, Liu Mang looked away.

"Mr. Chu, we will discuss the acquisition of gold obsidian later. I want to ask you something."

Mr. Chu looked at Liu Mang curiously, nodded and said, "What's the matter? Master, please tell me."

"I would like to pay homage to the patron saint of Chuzhuang, is that okay?"

Liu Mang's eyes flickered, and he was very curious whether the patron saint of Chuzhuang could be the double whip of the Overlord as he had guessed!

Hear the words.

Mr. Chu said with a natural expression, "What do I think it is? It's no problem!"

With that said, he led Liu Mang towards the center of Zhuangzi.

Liu Mang didn't waste any time and followed him.

soon.

The two of them came to the center of Chu Village, in front of a very grand-looking ancestral hall.

Compared with the houses made of adobe bricks in every household in Chuzhuang, this ancestral hall can indeed be regarded as "grand"!

The courtyard has a square green brick plastic wall and a red tile roof.

In front of the vermilion gate, the two lacquered red pillars remain bright because they have been maintained all year round.

There are two big red lanterns hanging next to the pillar, which are brightly lit.

Through the door, you can see that the ground is paved with bluestones and is spotless.

The green smoke fills the air, giving it the charm of an immortal Taoist temple.

It was noon at this time, and there was still an endless stream of Chuzhuang people entering and leaving the ancestral hall, with pious expressions on their faces.

Mr. Chu led the way and introduced, "We Chuzhuang people come to worship the patron saint every day. Whenever we go out for hunting, we have to bathe and burn incense, and come to the temple to worship for two or three hours in order to pray for peace!"

During the conversation.

The two of them had already reached the innermost part of the temple.

As you can see, it is a two-story pagoda!

The entrance under the pagoda is connected to a staircase of white bricks. Many Chuzhuang people walked towards the pagoda little by little, bowing and kowtowing.

Mr. Chu said that this shows the piety of Chuzhuang people.

However, he did not ask Liu Mang to do the same. He just bowed towards the pagoda and muttered something, but he didn't know what to say.

Liu Mang followed suit and bowed three times in a row.

Only then did Mr. Chu lead Liu Mang up the stairs and into the pagoda.

There is a lot of space inside the tower.

I don’t know what kind of material the floor is made of. It’s shiny and reflective, and it’s very beautiful.

There are rows of futons placed in the middle, and in front of the futons is a desk.

There are incense burners, tributes and other displays on the stage.

Behind the desk is a 3-meter-tall, colored clay statue!

It is also the patron saint of Chuzhuang that Liu Mang wants to see during this trip!

This clay sculpture holds its head high, holds a spear, and its eyes are dyed bright and majestic.

Wearing precious armor and wearing cloud boots.

What a mighty general.

The clay sculpture of the general stands on the stone platform. On the side directly in front of the stone platform, there are rows of small characters. Take a closer look.

It turned out to be an accompanying poem.

The iron armor and silver spear look majestic, and the bravery of the three armies is resounding.

He is willing to commit suicide to save Jiangdong, and his heroic spirit calls him the overlord!

Liu Mang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recited the attached poem in his heart. When he read the last two words, he couldn't help but murmur.

"Overlord..."

"Yes, this is the patron saint of our Chu Village, Overlord!" Mr. Chu's eyebrows were beaming, and his face was filled with pride as he began to introduce, "In ancient times, our Chu Village was just a small village. But who could have imagined that

, a phoenix can pop out of the chicken coop!

At that time, the world was in chaos and the heroes were separatist. The young man came out of the village with a gun and reported to the mountains and rivers with passion!

In just 30 years, the name of the Overlord spread throughout the world, and a silver spear made all the heroes tremble, completely ending the Warring States Period!

When I left, my hair was black and when I returned, it was snowing. I no longer loved the imperial power and missed my hometown.

The Overlord disarmed and returned to his fields, returned to his hometown with honor, and built the original small village into the current Chuzhuang..."

The excitement on Mr. Chu's face slowly receded, and a hint of melancholy appeared.

His words were faint, his tone changed, and he continued to speak.

"It's a pity that wealth and silk are attractive to people's hearts. Even if the name of overlord can suppress the heroes of the Warring States Period, it can't suppress those ambitious people!

The news about the golden obsidian vein in Chuzhuang spread like wildfire, attracting a pack of wolves.

Even though the Overlord wants to give away the mines and protect Chu Village, in order to block the news, those greedy careerists still want to exterminate the Chu family!

The old hero is holding a sword, but he no longer has the domineering air!

The Overlord fought alone, even though he was covered in blood, he could not withstand the passage of time. He had reached the age of knowing his destiny, but he was finally defeated.

In order to protect Chuzhuang, the Overlord committed suicide, cut off his own head and stood firm before fighting against the enemies, scaring off the enemy!

Such a feat also moved the royal family. A special imperial edict was issued to declare that the treasure mine belongs to the Chuzhuang line, and the princes of the world can no longer spy on it, out of respect for the overlord!

This is how Chu Village is today, and how our descendants of Chu Village can continue..."

Old Chu burst into tears. The old man with gray hair was crying like a child.

This shows his sincerity towards the overlord.

Liu Mang was also moved when he heard this.

Every word spoken by Mr. Chu seemed to have magic power, pulling him back to that period.

I saw the young figure of the general with a silver spear crossing the battlefield.

Seeing that arrogant old man who, even though he has white hair, is going into battle to defend the ancestral hall with a sword in his hand and glaring at the enemies around him!

See the overbearing spirit of cutting off heads and throwing enemies to scare away the invading army!

But...is that really the case?

Liu Mang sighed deeply.

Mr. Chu's story was very immersive and moved Liu Mang deeply.

But he... doesn't believe it!

Not to mention the most ruthless imperial family.

A dead overlord can move the world, which is quite fantasy.

How could a sergeant, who was used to seeing life and death when he went into battle to kill the enemy, be so frightened that he did not dare to advance, invade Chuzhuang again, and give up the huge benefits of Jin Yaoshi because the enemy committed suicide?

It's not Liu Mang's malicious speculation, but the people's heart.

It’s inherently dirty!

Although he had speculations in his heart, Liu Mang was not a bad person. He told Mr. Chu about his speculations and ruined his friendship with Chu Village.

He just asked softly, "Mr. Chu, I think the poem written by this statue is quite catchy. It should be written by a knowledgeable scholar. Why do I see people in Chuzhuang doing farm work and hunting, but not private schools in the village where children study?"

Well. But Chu Village declined, or was this statue of the Overlord not erected by Chu Village?"

Mr. Chu slowly put away his sighing expression, smiled at Liu Mang and said, "Young master, you have a keen eye. That's right. This statue of the Overlord was not erected by Chuzhuang. How could Chuzhuang build such a majestic statue if it was poor?"

The temple, thanks to the scholar who passed by back then, is able to preserve the deeds of our ancestors, and also allows the people of Chuzhuang to have ancestors to recognize and gods to worship!"

"Oh?" Liu Mang's eyes flickered and he said softly, "He is a promising scholar. I wonder if there is any record in the village. What is the scholar's name and where did he come from?"

Hear the words.

Old Chu's eyes dimmed again, and he said helplessly, "It's a pity that when the scholar came, he was seriously injured and almost dying. He didn't know where he came from, only his name."

"That's it. I wonder if Mr. Chu can tell the boy about the scholar's name so that he can admire the character of his ancestors?"

"That scholar's name is... Tianjizi!"
Chapter completed!