“But you…” she said, holding Ye Xingchen’s hand tightly and looking directly into his eyes, “Your journey to the Western Frontier is fraught with misfortune.”
"The Imperial Preceptor Yi Anchen predicted that you would commit murder, and the celestial phenomena at night showed that the Seven Killings and the Broken Army were in their temples, indicating that there was a possibility of renewed warfare on the border."
"All these strange phenomena are related to your trip to the Western Regions. I'm worried..."
"Don't worry about me." Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "This tribulation is one I must go through."
"No matter whether my father is alive or dead, I will bring him back. Otherwise, I will never be able to get over this mental hurdle."
"Don't worry, I'll get through this ordeal with you." Su Ruochu looked up at Ye Xingchen with a smile on her face.
The two had already descended the mountain, but a chilling aura emanated from one side, and almost simultaneously, they both looked in the same direction.
“It’s yin energy.” Su Ruochu’s tone was slightly serious.
"I'm not mistaken, am I?" Ye Xingchen's expression also became somewhat serious.
"It shouldn't be wrong, it's not ordinary yin energy, but a kind of malevolent yin energy," Su Ruochu said confidently.
Yes, the aura emanating from that direction was no ordinary aura.
This place was originally a cemetery, so it had a heavy yin energy.
However, most of the people buried in the cemetery have a good beginning and a good end. Even those who died unjustly are given a proper burial and worship by their families.
Therefore, there are basically no ownerless souls, and the yin energy is relatively gentle.
The yin energy emanating from the west carried a faint aura of malevolence, and anything that dared to display such intense resentment in broad daylight was definitely not an ordinary thing.
"Let's go take a look." Ye Xingchen pulled Su Ruochu along and headed towards the direction from which the yin energy was coming from.
To the west, behind a grove of trees, in front of a stream, Cheng Xinrui was with a female classmate, fiddling with a black stone in his hand.
This is a black lotus-shaped stone, engraved with ancient divine script. It is about the size of a palm and feels heavy in your hand.
The girl with him was about his age, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and looked quiet and gentle.
"Miaomiao, I think this place is perfect. Why don't we start here?" Cheng Xinrui looked around, silently calculated the surrounding distances, checked the time, and then made a decision.
The girl's name is Meng Miao. She is also a top student and, like him, has a strong interest in physics.
Meng Miao's father is an archaeologist who recently returned from a business trip to the Western Regions with this lotus-shaped stone.
This stone cannot be measured or calculated using any modern instruments; all instruments will lose power and malfunction when they come into contact with it.
Meng Miao was curious, so she took it out to study.
“The timing matches, the location matches, and this thing has a strong connection to my dad’s dowsing rod, so it shouldn’t be an ordinary thing.” Meng Miao adjusted her glasses and said, “The magnetic field it emits is too strong, so we can’t measure its composition with any instrument.”
“It’s quite interesting.” Cheng Xinrui placed the stone in a specific spot and then said, “Everything we can see with our eyes and touch with our hands originates from the singularity of the universe, which is nothingness.”
"The fundamental particles that make up energy and matter are formed by the vibration of strings in one-dimensional spacetime in different forms."
"Therefore, the universe can be divided into two parts: the observable universe and the inobservable universe."
"The magnetic field emitted by this stone is unknown. Based on previous experiments and calculations, it can be roughly determined that the magnetic field emitted by the stone is 'dark matter'."
If a scientist were present, they would definitely be astonished by what Cheng Xinrui said, because what he said involved the realm of astrophysics, which is something a high school student could not possibly understand.
“Don’t make it sound so profound. This thing was brought out of the tomb by my father. The place it came from traces back to is in the area of the lost ‘Loulan’,” Meng Miao said. “Although we can’t use instruments to monitor its composition, we can classify it as a kind of ‘particle’ substance, similar to the soul that forms after a person dies.”
"The soul? This idea has always existed, but no one has ever been able to prove it," Cheng Xinrui said with a puzzled look.
“So the reason I called you here today is to confirm the existence of the ‘soul’,” Meng Miao said, glancing at him.
"Us? Prove the existence of the soul?" Cheng Xinrui was taken aback at first, then became somewhat excited: "That sounds quite challenging, I like it, but how do we prove it?"
“Use this.” Meng Miao said, taking out a vajra about two feet long from a package.
The vajra is inscribed with Buddhist mantras and feels heavy in the hand.
"This...is a magic artifact?" Cheng Xinrui was taken aback.
“Yes, my dad works in archaeology. He’s encountered all sorts of strange things, but the files on these strange things are all sealed and put in a top-secret vault,” Meng Lan said. “This Vajra is a magical artifact. He would take it with him when he went on business trips. I stole it.”
"Does this stone react to Vajra?" Cheng Xinrui looked at the stone.
A wisp of black mist, invisible to the naked eye, was emanating from the stone; of course, the two of them could not see this black mist.
They could only clearly sense a slight change in the stone lotus, but they couldn't see what that change was.
“There is a reaction. Now, we will use the Vajra Bracelet to prove the existence of the soul,” Meng Miao said.
"But this wasn't proven using scientific methods," Cheng Xinrui said, both amused and exasperated.
"Believe me, the end of science is theology." Meng Miao is not an absolute materialist.
Although she is a top student, her father's job is not an ordinary job, so she has been exposed to a lot of things since she was a child.
Holding the Vajra, she slowly approached the Stone Lotus.
“At a distance of five meters, Shi Lian did not react. Let’s make a note of that,” Meng Miao said.
Cheng Xinrui quickly took out a notebook, made some notes, and then added a sentence after thinking for a moment: "The airflow around is abnormal. If I'm not mistaken, the magnetic field has changed. In conclusion, the Buddhist Vajra approached the stone within five meters and changed the magnetic field."
“Three meters,” Meng Miao said, holding the Vajra Staff, and took a few steps forward.
The stone lotus trembled slightly and started shaking on the spot. Invisible black energy emanated from the stone lotus, forming a huge hurricane around it.
"It's reacting! It's really reacting!" Cheng Xinrui exclaimed excitedly, quickly picking up a pen to record the changes in his notebook.
Meng Miao's hands trembled slightly. She gritted her teeth and said, "Two meters, let's see what the reaction is."
She took a step forward, and just then, with a whoosh, a visible black mist, like an inky cloud, scattered and enveloped the two of them.
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