Chapter 16: Reopening the World
Qingshou Temple is located on West Chang'an Street in Shuntian Prefecture. There are two tall towers in the temple, one with nine floors and the other with seven floors.
The nine-story one is called Yunhai Pagoda, and the seven-story one is called Ke'an Pagoda.
Seven hundred years ago, Yao Guangxiao, the black-robed prime minister and a close aide to Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, lived here. He wore an official robe when he was in court and gave instructions on state affairs. After court, he wore a monk's robe, ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddhist scriptures.
People called him the "evil monk" and thought he was the least like a monk.
Because before Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty rebelled, he began to persuade him to rebel, and he did so for more than ten years.
How could a monk encourage people to rebel? Isn't this just adding to the sin of killing?
That's why people called him the evil monk.
Of course, part of the reason is also because he is tall and has a fierce face, like a sick tiger.
This is a very legendary figure.
What Lin Qingsheng has to do now is to go to the temple where Yao Guangxiao used to live and dig deep into the ground to find something he doesn't know what it is.
This thing contains the reason why ghosts and gods come.
At 8:30 in the evening, Lin Qingsheng broke into Qingshou Temple with an investigation order signed by the Minister of Justice.
Although Qingshou Temple is a royal private building, it is guarded by a dozen monks. They did not stop Lin Qingsheng and others who came to investigate. Instead, they looked at Lin Qingsheng and others with confusion.
Did someone break the law in the temple?
The monks looked at each other.
"Investigation order. Please cooperate with the investigation into the temple."
Lin Qingsheng waved his hand, and police officers from both sides filed in.
The monks in front of Lin Qingsheng are not an obstacle to this investigation.
But he knew that people from the Imperial City Bureau would arrive soon, and he needed to dig out what he wanted before the Imperial City Bureau arrived.
The Imperial City Administration is a special department that manages the royal heritage buildings. It does not have much real power, but its level is very high, and it is very troublesome to deal with it.
"Enter the tower and start digging. Remember, I'm only asking you to dig holes. Don't damage anything else."
In fact, Lin Qingsheng is not too afraid of the Imperial City Bureau. The Imperial City Bureau is just a trouble. As long as he does not show up and forces the digging, no one can do anything.
The Cultural Relics Protection Bureau is the real trouble.
Lin Qingsheng came at night specifically for this purpose, in order to create a time difference so that the Cultural Relics Bureau and the Imperial City Bureau would not have enough time to react.
However, he also kept a close eye on the police officer who took action.
After all, it is a cultural relic, so the less damage can be done, the better. It will be troublesome to argue about it later, so he wants to reduce the workload for Minister Li.
At this time, the eighty-year-old abbot of Qingshou Temple arrived. The old abbot's eyebrows had turned white. He looked at Lin Qingsheng with a puzzled look on his face and said:
"Donor, are you mistaken? Qingshou Temple was built during the Yuan Dynasty, more than 800 years ago. The last renovation was 80 years ago. What case could be related to it?"
The old abbot couldn't understand it. Cases are time-sensitive. Not to mention those from eight hundred years ago, even those from eighty years ago shouldn't be investigated.
"Old Abbot, this is a pure Buddhist place. A layman like me would never come here without a reason. Moreover, this is a private building of the Ming Dynasty royal family. Even if I am wrong, my superiors will not be wrong as well. Don't you agree?"
Lin Qingsheng replied with a serious expression.
The old abbot frowned. That was what he said, but why did he always feel something was wrong?
Lin Qingsheng did not give the old abbot time to think and directly had him taken away from the twin towers.
The excavation work lasted for five hours. When Lin Qingsheng was wondering if the puppet man was deceiving him, a "bang" sound was heard at the bottom of the Yunhai Tower.
This is the sound of metal colliding.
Did you dig something?
The crisp sound brought Lin Qingsheng, who was a little drowsy, back to his senses instantly.
"What did you find?"
The police officer in the pit under the Yunhai Tower replied:
"A thing with edges and corners is probably a man-made thing."
"It seems to be a bamboo slip?"
"But the hardness is totally different!"
The policeman who was digging was a little surprised. He had just used all his strength to shovel, and it clearly felt like metal or stone.
And the bamboo slips shouldn't be broken, this is a shovel.
Lin Qingsheng couldn't see the real appearance of the object while standing on the top of the pit, but since he found it, it meant that what the puppet man said was very likely true.
"Clear the things out, and then see if there is anything else underneath. If not, fill the pit and try to finish it before dawn. We should end the battle before the Cultural Relics Bureau and the Imperial City Bureau arrive. Let them go to Minister Li. Minister Li is better at dealing with them."
Lin Qingsheng skillfully pushed the trouble onto his immediate superior.
The police officer who was digging the pit below couldn't help laughing when he heard Lin Qingsheng's voice:
"Minister Li is really unlucky to have met Captain Lin."
Lin Qingsheng shook his head and said:
"How can you say that? Lao Li is a very good person."
Lin Qingsheng knew that his minister was a good man, otherwise he would not have been able to sit in his current position.
So he allowed Lao Li to be beaten and scolded.
Lin Qingsheng exchanged words with the police officers for a while, then took over the things they had dug out, and after confirming that there was nothing underneath, he quickly had people start filling the hole.
"I'm leaving first. I have to finish my report and return to Yucheng before noon. Otherwise, I'll probably be blocked in Lao Li's office, which would be bad."
Lin Qingsheng took the bamboo slips and left.
After getting into the car, he began to look at the bamboo slips in the evidence bag. The bamboo slips were a dark red in color, and although they had just been unearthed, they did not feel old at all.
While the car was starting, Lin Qingsheng sat in the back seat and unfolded the bamboo slips.
The bamboo slips are engraved in regular script, with vigorous strokes and flowing like dragons and snakes.
It vaguely sounds like a tiger roaring in the mountains.
Lin Qingsheng lowered his head and touched the words engraved on it, and couldn't help but recall what the puppet man said.
Does this thing write the reasons why those ghosts and gods come?
Lin Qingsheng thought about this, took a breath, and read on:
"At the age of 80, the monk is wrong; how can the common people know us?
When I was young, I was very competitive. I was well-versed in the three religions, read the works of hundreds of schools of thought, and was adept at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, astronomy, and geography. I was proficient in everything I plundered and mastered everything. Later, I learned the art of slaying dragons and considered myself the best in the world.
When he was born, he knew that there was Liu Bowen of Qingtian in the world, who helped the country, supported the real dragon, cut off the dragon vein, severed the connection between heaven and earth, and suppressed heroes.
I was delighted to see the prey, so I gave it a try and took on a gamble between heaven and earth.
He used the dragon-slaying technique and the abyss-trapping method, locked the dragon in a well, and reopened the world after five hundred years.
In such a big situation, it is a pity that Liu Bowen died early. How can the mediocre people in the world understand me?
——Yao Guangxiao. "
Looking at Yao Guangxiao's signature at the end, Lin Qingsheng felt a little dizzy as he held the bamboo slips in his hand.
Reopen the world?
What's the meaning?
Therefore, the ghosts and gods that appear today are all because Yao Guangxiao reopened the world.
Does that mean ghosts and gods existed in the past?
It’s because Liu Bowen severed the connection between heaven and earth that there have been no ghosts or gods for over five hundred years.
Then why did Liu Bowen cut off the connection between heaven and earth?
Why did it take Yao Guangxiao more than 500 years to open up the connection between heaven and earth?
Where is the sky?
Lin Qingsheng felt like there were questions one after another in his mind.
There were no answers to any of the questions, but he knew who was responsible for this ghostly visitation.
Lin Qingsheng couldn't help but think of that puppet man. This guy really didn't give any extra information.
What is the puppet man planning?
Lin Qingsheng felt that the strange puppet must have a big plan.
The case is getting deeper and deeper.
It seems like there is no way to stop.
Lin Qingsheng closed his eyes, leaned back on the car seat and let out a breath.
"Damn, I really hope this is a dream!"
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