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Chapter 596 The Grand Finale (26)
The summer wind is blowing, surrounded by layers of Cangshan Mountains, weeping willows are dancing against the shore, and the willows are softly brushing across the water, leaving shallow ripples blooming round and round. Under the sparkling, suddenly is beautiful.

However, at this moment, no one has the leisure to appreciate one of the eight scenic spots in Chang'an.

There are more than ten thousand people on the layers outside the embankment. They knelt down in rows and made a sound of kowtow. It seemed that there was a dense crowd.And the crowd coming from behind, when they first saw this scene, they were stunned for a while, and then they glanced at the lake, and immediately knelt down devoutly like the previous people, and began to kowtow following the rhythm in front of them. While kowtowing, he exclaimed: "A miracle from heaven!"

"This must be...the heavens have a decree!"

Amidst the exclamation of the common people, a clear and thin voice like a bird's cry was drowned out, followed by countless birdsong, which rose along the surface of the lake and went straight to the sky!
In the middle of the endless Xianqiu Lake, there are nearly a thousand birds hovering around the water surface, occasionally passing by the water, occasionally playing in pairs, and occasionally patting the willow branches with their feathers. Suddenly, from that sound After the bird twittered, the birds seemed to have possessed a sense of mind, and they huffed and flapped their wings and gathered together.

Someone was shocked: "They...they..."

Someone rubbed his eyes: "That's a word!"

"Flock of birds flying together, put out four words!"

All the people looked over with bated breath, only to see the lingering birds, gathering and dispersing from time to time, playing freely on the lake, but occasionally when they get together and look over from a distance, they just formed a few big characters what?The illiterate ones were very anxious, for fear of missing the will of God, and the literate ones were miserable. They didn't know much about this ancient script.

In the silence that even slowed down the breathing, the murmur of a great Confucian came to everyone's ears clearly: "Luo-yu-wu-ji-"

The people in Xiwei enshrined the bamboo slips, and even many nearby towns came here just to pay their respects, and when the people in Daqin knelt down and kowtowed to the flock of birds that were still wandering around. , when chewing those four words repeatedly like a proverb...

In Beiyan, there was also a miracle that was worshiped by the people.

Kadash Snow Mountain.

The top of the snow mountain, covered by extremely cold ice all year round, is the residence of the mountain god in the minds of every Northern Yan people. They climb the snow mountain devoutly every day, burn incense and worship at a place some distance from the top of the mountain, and tell their hearts wishes.

This is true every year.

And this morning, the same snow mountain, the same mountain road, the same cold.

The people wore thick cotton-padded clothes, followed their beliefs for thousands of years, endured the freezing cold, climbed the snow mountain like a long dragon, bowed at three steps, knelt down at seven steps...

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

A commoner knelt down violently and kowtowed to the top of the mountain again and again. This was not an ordinary worship. When he got up, his face showed unparalleled excitement.

Everyone followed and looked, only to see a stone tablet appearing silently on the top of the mountain for no reason!
There was a "plop" and "plop" of kneeling one after another, and the people at the front knelt down one after another, followed by dominoes, and in a blink of an eye, there was a black mass of kneeling on the pure white snow mountain.

The stele stood erect in the ice and snow, and the cold wind combined with the snow foam hit it, making a crackling sound. In just a short while, the lower part was already covered by heavy snow. Four deep imprints were carved on the stele. The big characters inside, in the position overlooking the world, are so dazzling and so clearly caught their eyes.

Every moment of carving, there is a sense of mystery in the simplicity and vigor.

They trembled and gradually let out a choked voice, did the mountain god finally give them their will!
With tears in their eyes, everyone cast their bodies on the ground and recited in unison: "Magpie—Qi—Ren—Gui—"

Likewise, South Korea.

The summer is hot, the hot sun is baking the earth, and the heat is steaming.

However, at the same time, thick smoke billowed up!
In every town, several forests spontaneously ignited, and without any sparks, the thick smoke rose into the sky like a black dragon, and the rich gray filled the sky, covering the entire sky. shrouded.

The forests in South Korea are lush, and such things often happen in summer. For the people of South Korea, there is nothing surprising. Once one or two places burn, they will devote all their efforts to put out the fire. Otherwise, once the fire spreads, The consequences could be disastrous.

And for thousands of years, it has always been like this, the fire rarely spreads, never like this time, so many places spontaneously ignited at the same time.

As far as the eye can see, the entire territory of South Korea is full of smoke billowing everywhere, and the flames are soaring into the sky!
The people panicked, and while shouting to put out the fire, they suddenly froze...

After the thick smoke curled up into the sky, the sound of "crackling" burning stopped suddenly, and the trees in the flames were extinguished for no reason. ash.

They rushed forward, and someone shouted: "There are words!"

The piles of ashes were swept away one by one, and by coincidence, a line of ancient writing appeared in front of everyone.

Someone read softly: "Sound - Vibration - C - Ding -"

The four countries on the mainland were shocked and fearful of this miracle, and some were ignorant and confused...

In Eastern Chu, however, it was a sea of ​​joy. Red silk lanterns were spontaneously hung up in the streets and alleys.

A happy event!
Royal Palace.

In the Palace of Compassion and Ning, the Empress Dowager was sitting on a high chair, the teacup in hand was steaming hot, and a soothing incense was slowly rising. In the faint smoke, her face was still gentle, and she was dressed in a simple palace dress embroidered with a phoenix. And luxurious.

The chief eunuch below replied excitedly, his mouth was dry.

(End of this chapter)