"Ahem, I certainly can't be considered a master, but those people you mentioned are undoubtedly masters. They can predict celestial phenomena and deduce the Eight Trigrams in the Book of Changes. Even in ancient times, they were extraordinary people."
"Don't you also know how to deduce heavenly secrets?"
“It’s just the tip of the iceberg,” the old blind man shook his head. “The Book of Changes emphasizes ‘observation’ and ‘calculation.’ I calculate, while they observe. Although their methods are different, their goals are the same. You could say they are from the same family. If I have the chance, I’ll go and meet them.”
When I got home that evening, my mom told me that she had asked someone to find me another girl and asked me to go and meet her sometime. She said I'm not young anymore, and it would be better if I settled down so she could have some peace of mind.
I know my mom is doing this for my own good. My father passed away early, and it wasn't easy for her to raise me alone. Now that she's letting me get married, it's definitely for my own good.
I nodded in agreement, went upstairs, turned on my computer, and started looking up the I Ching.
The I Ching is now incomplete, just like the Tao Te Ching, but it is still worth studying in depth.
I glanced at it and found that it mainly talked about hexagrams, but lacked divination and the Eight Trigrams. I also consulted the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic and vaguely saw that there seemed to be an extremely mysterious history in ancient times, where people could live to be over a hundred years old and walk with great agility.
I closed the book. "That mysteriously vanished history of ancient times is truly fascinating. Perhaps we can discover something by pursuing the immortals of Shu."
After dinner, I took out the Soul-Suppressing Lamp again. Blackie gave it to me and asked me to discover its secrets, but how could I discover them with just this one bronze lamp?
Under the morning lamplight, the Soul-Suppressing Lamp emitted a faint blue glow, and the bronze human face on it gave off an eerie feeling. Suddenly, something came to mind, and I quickly took out the map I had photographed of Wang Erwa. I carefully compared it and found that the text on it was the same.
The main problem now is that we can't understand the script. The script of ancient Shu is too ancient, and even scholars who specialize in this field may not be able to understand it.
"The Soul-Suppressing Lamp can suppress all the souls of the dead, but what secrets does it hold?"
However, this Soul-Suppressing Lamp undoubtedly belongs to the ancient Shu people, but what exactly was it used for? Could it be a ritual implement for sacrifices?
The Soul-Suppressing Lamp, also known as the Soul-Guiding Lamp in rural areas, is a lamp used to guide the soul of the deceased back home. What exactly is its meaning?
I was completely baffled and couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it for a long time.
"Never mind, let's go to sleep first, and go do business early tomorrow."
Two days after arriving in town, I heard that Wang Erwa had also met with misfortune. Apparently, he was beaten to death last night. Someone saw him go out drinking last night, and then his body was found lying in a garbage dump the next morning, covered in wounds.
I was startled, vaguely sensing that a storm was about to begin.
If I'm not mistaken, Wang Erwa's death was entirely due to that map, and now it's clearly in the hands of some mastermind. "Who are they?"
As soon as we arrived at the store, Xiang Fei approached us, his expression suggesting something important. "Looks like we should hurry up and get things moving."
I poured Xiang Fei a glass of water. "What exactly happened?"
"Several powerful forces have gathered here, all with considerable backing and support. I suspect they've already started making their move. You know Wang Erwa is dead, right?"
I nodded.
"You probably already know why Wang Erwa died, and the same goes for Li Dianzi."
"So, you already know that, right?"
Xiang Fei nodded, "Back then, Wang Erwa took that map around asking people for directions. I've seen it too. It should be a map of the place where the ancient Shu people became immortals."
"So, where do you plan to start now, Zhuge Liang's tomb?"
"Yes, let's start with Zhuge Liang's tomb, but I need your help."
"But I really don't want to get involved anymore; tomb raiding isn't for me."
Xiang Fei shook his head. "Don't you understand yet? All of this is related to you. You are the most crucial pawn in this game. Do you remember everything you saw in the Ghost City? You are Shu Yuan. You died unjustly back then, and your soul was only released a thousand years later. There is also Xie Xiaoyan who waited for you for a thousand years. Just for these reasons, you should continue."
I couldn't find any reason to refute what Xiang Fei said. After a moment of silence, I replied, "Okay, I'll get involved."
"Okay, it's decided then. Now it's just me, you, Black Cat, and the old blind man forming a team. I plan to go to Pine Tree Mountain tomorrow to look for clues about Zhuge Liang's tomb. I'll need your help then."
"Um".
"Then it's settled. Oh! By the way, I forgot to tell you, your Uncle Liu from Hunan has also formed a force. You need to be careful of him. I estimate that he's not only here to find the secrets of the Shu Tomb, but also to seize the main inheritance of your Liu family. Moreover, the force that harmed your father back then has also come. I estimate that the boss behind them is the same person from back then. They will probably make contact with us this time. You can take this opportunity to thoroughly investigate how your father died back then."
Xiang Fei left, and my mind was a bit confused. I lit a cigarette and smoked quietly. The real game was just beginning, and I wondered what the outcome would be.
The Sixty-Three Zhuge Tombs
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, we gathered at the town entrance. Xiang Fei, Black Cat, and Old Blind Man were all there, bringing all their gear. This time, we were going to do something big.
Songshushan is not far from the town, about a kilometer away. We arrived here in just over ten minutes. At a glance, Songshushan is shrouded in mist, and the ancient pines are vigorous and upright.
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