861. The suicide note of the sage of yin and yang
I said that it was very strange that Blind Ma fell into the Yin Yang Saint's plot just now. I thought that even if there were ghosts, there might be some mystery behind it. I am afraid that Blind Ma might not have touched the satin-covered brocade box and suffered the disaster.
"Gemini, what are you thinking? He, the blind man, is an evil person. He has obtained the Fuxi Bagua and wants to steal the dragon vein treasure of the Qing Dynasty. We are just trying to find a way to solve the curse. Why can't we move?" I didn't dare to move even if I didn't speak.
"Mei Hui, let's see if this old man left any suicide note on his body. For an expert like him, if he dies in the feng shui treasure land that he has already found, he will definitely leave behind a legacy."
Meihui nodded, stood behind the skeleton, bent down, and used a hidden knife to pick off the buttons of the Yin-Yang Saint's robe one by one. She always tried to keep a distance from the skeleton, for fear of something happening in the middle.
"Brother, there really is a suicide note." Meihui used a Tibetan knife to pick out a piece of white silk cloth from his Manchu robe, and announced that his suicide note was densely written in Manchu. It seemed that the number of words was not tens of thousands, but maybe eight thousand.
Come to think of it, this old man really has a lot to say to future generations.
I picked up the white silk cloth, and there was Manchu written on it with a brush. I guess he had prepared it before he entered the crevices of the mountain. Before he died, he had expected that future generations would come here to look for his bones.
But I don’t know what the old man said in his long speech.
"Mouse, look at 'them two', why do I feel like there's something wrong with these two people?" I asked Mouse.
Then he called Meihui close and asked her to quickly translate the last words left by the Yin Yang Saint on the silk cloth. The two corpses still maintained the same posture as before, but I always felt that besides the three of us, there was a pair of eyes in the cave.
He is staring at us from behind, but he doesn't know if he is the Yin-Yang Sage or the Blind Horse.
"Ah! Brother! Yin Yang Sage went to Changbai Mountain many years ago." Meihui said in surprise.
"Tell me, why is it that a Manchu is also interested in the treasures of the Holy Mountain left by their ancestors? What's going on?" I asked urgently.
It turns out that in the late Qing Dynasty, when the world was in turmoil, the Yin-Yang Sage was hired by someone to dig out the Manchu Dragon Veins in Changbai Mountain. The Yin-Yang Sage was also in his dying years at that time, and single-handedly led his apprentices, who were the masters of the Sky-Drilling Mouse and the Earth-Escape Centipede.
Go to Changbai Mountain.
"He went to dig the dragon veins? Why? Isn't he a Manchu? How could a Manchu dig his own dragon veins and cut off the Manchu's dragon energy? This doesn't make sense! Let's continue talking about Meihui, it's interesting, it's a little interesting this time!
It turns out that at that time, the Qing government was at the end of its tether and there was internal strife!"
Meihui said that Haigazi relied on the unique gold-fixing acupuncture technique of Mojin Xiaowei to search for several months in the mountains but could not see the true appearance of the Qing Dragon Vein, so he had no choice but to live in the mountains with his apprentice. The Qing government is now
It was also under the eyes of many powers and had no intention of caring about the Dragon Vein of the Holy Mountain. It was just that the Yin Yang Sage thought of the Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty too simply. When he really understood the news spread by the hunters in the nearby mountains that he had seen the Crow Temple in recent years.
When he discovered the pattern of time in the world, he and his apprentice were also watched by the Tongjia family's mountain guards.
The old man's handwriting on the silk cloth said that the Tongjia family's mountain guardians had practiced martial arts for generations and their descendants had never left the holy mountain for eighteen generations. He and his apprentice could not defeat the Tongjia family's mountain guardians even if they worked together, and he suffered for this.
Chapter completed!