Acai's Sky

Chapter 480 Zhu Houcong, Come Out and Die

At this moment, several anxious and impatient souls rushed directly to Acai.

Ah Cai was concentrating on burning paper money. Thick smoke rose up and instantly filled the surroundings, shrouding her in a haze.

Suddenly, she seemed to see several hazy figures, passing through the smoke as if playing hide-and-seek, and standing right in front of her.

This sudden "surprise" scared Ah Cai so much that she almost lost her soul. She trembled all over as if she was hit by an electric current and almost screamed.

One of the old men looked at the panicked Ah Cai with great interest, as if he had seen an old friend he hadn't seen in years, and said to her in a kind and amiable tone, "Don't be afraid, little girl. We are all the souls you have come to worship!"

After hearing this, Ah Cai finally calmed down a little and quickly threw the burning paper money in her hand into the mud basin.

He raised his head and widened his eyes, looking at the blurry figures floating in the air as if he had seen aliens.

Although she tried her best to uncover the mystery of these souls, those figures were like wearing a flowing veil, always shrouded in a layer of hazy mist, appearing and disappearing from time to time, as if playing a cunning game of hide-and-seek with her, making it difficult to see their true appearance.

Ah Cai, filled with curiosity, asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

The old man smiled faintly and gently stroked his snow-white beard, as if showing off a treasure. Then he said in a loud voice, "I am Du Ruhui of the Great Tang Dynasty. Have you ever heard of me?"

"Du Ruhui! So you're the Lord Du from 'Fang Mou Du Duan'! You were the right-hand man and capable general of Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin! I'm so sorry for your disrespect!"

Ah Cai suddenly understood, as if she had seen her idol. She was filled with awe for this historical celebrity, and the respect in her heart was almost turning into a kneeling ceremony.

Then, she carefully looked at Du Ruhui's soul, trying to capture more details from the blurry figure, but unfortunately it was still like seeing flowers in the fog.

Du Ruhui asked Ah Cai with a smile on his face, "Little girl, you entered this summoning space, but didn't summon the heroic spirits. Could it be that you came here just to pay tribute to us old folks?"

Upon hearing this, Ah Cai rubbed her fingers shyly and replied in a low voice, "Well... today happens to be New Year's Eve, which is what we call the Lunar New Year. Since it's not a festival, I thought I'd come here to pay my respects to all the spirit masters..."

Upon hearing this, the nearby souls came over curiously, as if they had heard some juicy gossip, and asked, "You, a girl, came to the summoning space, why don't you want to bring back a few more heroic souls?"

Ah Cai shrugged helplessly, looked at the soul next to him, and replied, "I can't afford it! The Mohists I brought back last time have summoned their own disciples. It cost a lot of money to make things and buy materials... My small business can't afford such a toss!"

When the heroic spirits heard this, they opened their mouths in surprise, as if they had seen something shocking.

"I can go out and summon my subordinates, relatives and friends? Is this true? Did the Lord God make a mistake? Would he allow such a good thing?"

A soul from the Ming Dynasty couldn't wait to ask, "How is the fate of our Ming Dynasty? Can you, a young man, tell us?"

Ah Cai scratched his head and thought, "This is such a difficult question! How can I let you know?"

She glanced at the size of the altar. Because she had placed all kinds of offerings on it, the altar was now as big as a small square.

Then she had an idea, walked to the side of the altar, took out an extra-large curtain from her portable storage, erected a bracket and hung it up.

Then she walked over to the opposite side, set up a table, put on the projector, found some carefully produced historical documentaries by CCTV on her mobile phone, and started playing them.

A group of souls gathered around curiously, just like a group of children sitting together watching a movie, concentrating on watching the glorious 5,000-year history of China.

Seeing this, Ah Cai continued with her paper burning, muttering to herself, "Burning incense and paper really works! Not only did these spirits not remain silent, they even came down to watch the documentary! It's hilarious just thinking about it!"

She turned her head to look at the bustling scene over there, and saw that they were all souls floating in the air watching the documentary. It was impossible for them not to see the documentary on the screen.

"There must be at least tens of thousands of souls! If I were to summon them all, my mental strength wouldn't be enough! I can only summon a little over a thousand at a time, right?"

A Cai looked at his mental strength and calculated how many heroes he could summon.

At this moment, a vague figure floated over and bowed to Ah Cai, saying, "I am Zhang Qian of the Han Dynasty, greeting you young lady. May I ask if everything recorded here is true? Can I leave even a small mark in history?"

Ah Cai looked up at the blurry figure, smiled, and nodded. "Who doesn't know about Zhang Qian's diplomatic mission to the Western Regions? Eh? Zhang Qian? What was the ancient kingdom of Loulan like back then? Was it as mysterious as in the movies?"

"The ancient kingdom of Loulan?" Zhang Qian frowned curiously when he heard this.

Ah Cai nodded and said, "Yes! Now it has become a desert! Only occasionally one or two mummies and some objects from the Silk Road appear... It really makes people feel a lot of emotion!"

"A desert?"

Zhang Qian couldn't help but sigh upon hearing this. "How unpredictable things are! Back when we were on our diplomatic mission to the Western Regions, it was a prosperous place. I never thought it would become like this..."

Ah Cai was stunned. "Aren't all the countries in the Western Regions located in the desert? There are sand dunes everywhere over there now..."

Their voices attracted the attention of several souls. "That's indeed a desert over there. What's happening over there now? Has it been swallowed by the desert?"

Ah Cai shook her head. "We're planting trees in the desert, and in the future we can even grow desert rice. We won't let it expand any further."

Looking at this curious soul, others asked curiously, how did he know the situation over there?

This figure is the Imperial Astronomical Supervisor in the late Ming Dynasty. He only learned after watching the documentary that the Ming Dynasty encountered a Little Ice Age, which was a time of constant natural and man-made disasters.

Ah Cai looked at the figures in front of her, "People outside are always asking why our dynasties just brush off victory in battles with a single sentence, but focus on failure..."

Several figures were stunned. "Failure is the mother of success, right? What's there to be proud of in victory? Besides, isn't it recorded?"

"Failure in capital letters is just for accounting purposes, so that emperors and generals can have evidence and reasons to go to war. We have always marched under pretexts and have never been the kind of unjust army!"

"That's right. Our Emperor Taizong of Ming Dynasty read through history books in order to go on the expedition. This is called having a legitimate reason!" said the soul of the Ming Dynasty just now.

"Emperor Taizong of Ming? Who?"

A Cai thought carefully but couldn't remember who "Emperor Taizong of Ming" was. Taizong was most likely one of the first emperors of the Ming Dynasty.

The soul of the Ming Dynasty almost lost its temper, "Emperor Taizong Zhu Di, the fourth son of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty!"

Ah Cai's eyes widened. "That's Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, okay~_~!"

Ah Cai suddenly remembered what was recorded in the history books she had read. "I remember now, during the Jiajing period, the temple name was changed to Chengzu. Yes, yes, it was originally the temple name of Taizong..."

"Hmm? Little girl, tell me clearly, who changed my temple name?" A burly figure floated over.

Ah Cai stared blankly at the figure in front of her, "Zhu Di, Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty..."

"I'm asking you, who changed my temple name!" The figure who claimed to be Zhu Di was a little anxious. He had seized power and ascended the throne, and had worked hard all his life, but his temple name was still changed by his own descendants.

Acai took the phone and found her history textbook on it, so she had to look for it.

"Yes, the Jiajing Emperor was Zhu Houcong, the eleventh emperor of the Ming Dynasty, whose reign title was Jiajing."

Zhu Di raised his head and shouted at the heroic spirit on the dome, "Zhu Houcong, come out and die, or I'll chop you to death..."