Hearing Aque's words, Zhao Qing thought thoughtfully. A white-haired old man who is good at fishing is waiting for me by the river. Judging from his appearance and age, he should be Wenzi. He even made up a gift for me.
A child's grass ring feels quite childlike.
Speaking of which, compared to the matter of trying to understand the inheritance in the Tomb of King Yu, but still unclear about the details of the process, she was more interested in her meeting with Xin Wenzi, the great master of Taoism and most likely the best master in Yue Di.
, but I am looking forward to it more.
Generally speaking, this kind of inheritance related to ancient tombs should have relatively strict restrictions, and is more inclined to protect the descendants of the tomb owners, that is, the Yue royal family, the Zenge family, and the Yue people who have marriage relationships with them.
Large families, etc.
And if you trace your ancestors back, you probably don't have the bloodline of Dayu. The probability of accepting the inheritance is much lower than the normal inheritance that relies solely on understanding. The harvest is likely to be quite average, but it is better than nothing at all.
It is said that Wenzi came to me specifically at this time. Maybe there is some key news to tell me? Maybe it is related to the next inheritance and enlightenment?
After chatting for a few more words with the middle-aged villagers and their families, Zhao Qing caught a glimpse of the trend of people gathering in the village to watch the excitement. He was not used to explaining to them repeatedly, so his thoughts moved slightly, and he transformed into illusory figures, and came straight to
The place near the river outside the village aims to find the old fisherman mentioned by Aqiao.
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It was the You hour at this moment, and the sun was setting in the west. Thousands of miles away in Kuaiji City, Sun Di, who was lying idle and sleeping in a stone room under the observatory, was suddenly lifted up by a crutch and turned over suddenly.
I woke up with a start and opened my eyes wide.
"Where is Wenzi? Where has he been? He won't leave me alone, will he?" Sun Di immediately shrank to the corner, pressing the hilt of his sword in his hand, looking at a strange person who appeared in the stone room, and said coldly
He asked: "Who are you? How did you get in here?"
"You can call me 'Shang Yuan', you can also call me 'Old Shangzi'." The strange visitor, wearing a gray-white crane feather cloak, slowly turned around, and saw a full-body Yuxi Yi stick in his hand.
Made of immortal jade, the slender crutch is as heavy as a mountain, yet it gives people a strange feeling of being as light as clouds.
Although this man's back was slightly stooped, the skin exposed on his body did not look aging. However, when he continued to speak, the words he said shocked Sun Di: "If calculated in terms of seniority, Shang should be
He must be Wenzi's uncle. Now that he has something to go out for, please let me take care of you."
Wenzi's uncle? Is there such a hidden figure in the world? Sun Di's mind was full of thoughts, and he quickly thought of the legendary Lao Dan's mentor, Shang Rong, the descendant of the famous sage Shang Rong during the King Zhou period, and guessed it
This Shang Yuan is probably the descendant of Shang Rong.
Thinking that after Wenzi left, his imprisonment should be relaxed and there would be a chance to be broken. Sun Di sighed and asked Shang Yuan: "The elder is here not just for this matter, right? Boy.
I am ignorant and want to ask for advice... maybe I can give my own suggestions..."
However, Shang Yuan smiled coldly and interrupted Sun Di's words. His eyes showed a trace of pity and sighed: "I see your face, you have mouse ears and eagle eyebrows, a straight nose and cheeks, and although your eyes are big,
If the spirit is separated and dispersed, if the way is not clear, it will shrink inward and become a trap, and its ambition will be captured by others."
"A young man succeeds, but like a star shining at night, the short-term light will lead to long-term darkness. If you can keep a low profile, you may still be able to survive. However, your eyes are cunning, and there must be arrogance in your heart."
"Although there is no serious problem this time, the road ahead will be full of dangers. If you are not careful, you will fall into a situation of catastrophe. And your descendants will also have a lot of misfortunes because of your weak will, so that this branch
It has been reduced to the point where sacrifices have been cut off.”
When Sun Di heard Shang Yuan's words, he felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, as if he had already experienced all this, followed by a burst of panic. When he thought of his past, he was indeed a little complacent and acted in a flamboyant way. And his future lies with Shang Yuan.
Some clues can already be seen in his words.
In the past, Shang Rong wanted to assassinate King Zhou but was unable to do so. He fled to the Taihang Mountains and hid in the world. He did not come out from the mountains until King Wu succeeded in defeating Zhou. He mingled with the people who greeted the king's master in court songs. He was high to Duke Zhao, high to Taigong, and Duke of Zhou.
, King Wu’s foreign minister made accurate judgments respectively.
As far as the art of physiognomy is concerned, Shang Rong was undoubtedly the top master at that time, and his descendants seemed to have inherited this skill and successfully discovered extraordinary talents like Lao Dan. Shang Yuan's attainments in physiognomy
, probably no less famous than Bu Ziqing, the most famous fortune teller in the world, and even higher than the number one fortune teller in the Wu Kingdom.
There was a trace of fear and doubt in Sun Di's eyes. After a moment of silence, he looked up at Shang Yuan with a pleading tone in his voice: "I am deeply frightened by the elder's words. However, I still have questions.
.What should I do to avoid the bad luck you mentioned?"
"The secret cannot be revealed, I can only point it out until it ends."
Shang Yuan took a deep look at Sun Di, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "However, according to a theory that has been repeatedly verified, if one can find a specific destiny set by God,
It's not like a person who goes against fate can't modify a thing or two.
"After you leave here, you have to remember: keep a low profile, and don't fight or ask for anything. Don't force anything. Let nature take its course, which may keep you safe. Otherwise, I can predict your future without using any further voyeuristic techniques.
——Walked into danger by mistake, died young, and lost all descendants."
Leave here? Does he want to let me go? After specifically saying these words, does he want me to look for the so-called "disobedient"?
Sun Di couldn't help being extremely surprised. He looked at him intently, only to find that the surrounding environment was shaking. He didn't know when he had appeared in the vast farmland outside Kuaiji City, and he suddenly woke up from a dream.
He came over and regained his freedom.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Over the farmland, at noon, the green rice seedlings only cast almost no blur shadows on their edges, which made him feel confused about time.
I felt this way, and quickly "recalled" the process of leaving the underground stone room and walking straight to this place.
Is this kind of illusory experience that seems to have experienced everything before, the legendary ability of "Tao reflects the flowing light"?
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Not long after the rain, the river in the deserted village was gurgling with water, and the rising water splashed gentle waves on the rocks on the shore. The air was filled with the smell of moist earth, and the aroma of the grass by the river made people feel refreshed.
On the bank of the small river, in the muddy ditch, a child held a bamboo basket in his hand. With his eyes wide open, he grabbed the loach with great interest. However, because he was not strong enough, even though he touched it for a long time, the water became more and more agitated.
It was so turbid that the loaches had already fled away.
Against the background of the sun, the dense reeds by the river sway in the wind, full of green. Each reed stalk is as straight as a pen, green. From time to time, dragonflies shuttle among the reeds, flying lightly.
Suddenly, a string of bubbles appeared in the water, as if some creature was breathing underwater. Then, with a croaking sound, several frogs jumped out of the water plants and disappeared into the bushes on the shore. The child was frightened.
When I jumped, my feet accidentally slipped and I sat on my butt in the ditch.
At the same time, on the other side of the reeds, three gray-brown heads poked out. They were a big roe deer and two small roe deer coming to the river to drink water. When they drank water, they gently probed with their noses.
When you enter the water, you feel as if you are feeling the temperature and breath of the river.
While the two little roe deer were drinking water, the big roe deer carefully observed the surrounding environment, especially the child on the other side who was catching a loach. Although the child did not seem to be in danger, he still remained vigilant and protected his cub.
, just in case something unexpected happens.
Catching a glimpse of the scenery beside the small river from a distance, Zhao Qing suddenly became envious of the childlike fun that the children in the village could easily get. Then he looked far into the distance, looking across the winding river and the heavy reeds, and landed on
On a stone pier and wooden beam bridge three or four miles away.
On this ancient bridge made of a dozen beams and a large bluestone in the middle of the river, sat an old man wearing a grass-green coir raincoat. He wore a bamboo hat on his head and held a fishing rod in his hand.
Dressed in a standard fisherman's attire, he stared at the water with his lowered eyes, as if waiting for something.
Continuing to get closer, she saw the old man's raincoat fluttering gently in the breeze. His face under the bamboo hat looked peaceful and mysterious. Although his hair had turned white, it was still thick and shiny. Although his face had the marks of time,
There are no traces, but the handsomeness and fortitude of his youth can still be seen.
Looking carefully, I saw that the other person was in high spirits, with a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water, and a soft smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel friendly and warm. The old man's beard and hair sparkled in the sun, as if carrying the vicissitudes of the years, and giving it another
People have a feeling that the more they look at it, the younger they become.
The river water under the bridge was crystal clear, and a group of golden carps that were almost the same as what Zhao Qing had seen were swimming around him in the river water, jumping out of the water from time to time, or spitting out a few strings of colorful bubbles.
The backs of these golden carps have glittering star patterns, which separate the clear and turbid, forming a gathering point for the water flow. A large number of ordinary fish follow the golden carp in the parade, like stars holding the moon, which inexplicably gives people the feeling of fishing from heaven and earth.
The river water seems to have turned into a Milky Way.
The old man's movements and expression were so elegant and calm, as if he was part of the scenery by the river, integrated with nature. The river turned into a vast and endless Milky Way, and what he was fishing for were stars, which was both illusory and
heavy.
After confirming the identity of the other party in his heart, Zhao Qing walked gently towards the wooden bridge, slowly came to the side of the bridge, and sat down on a bluestone by the river so as not to disturb the old man's fishing.
Soon, she caught a carp from the water that looked solid but was an illusory shadow in her eyes. She took it out and put it into the fish basket. The old man slowly raised his head and looked at Zhao Qing with a pair of clear eyes, as if he could see through it.
captured her heart, and then smiled:
"Are you Zhao Qing? My name is Xinlu, and my courtesy name is Wenzi. I have been waiting here for you for a long time."
Shaking the bamboo basket that seemed to be full of catch, Xin Wenzi put away the fishing rod and continued to speak calmly: "No matter what you want to ask, please put it down for now. Let me tell you a story first...
"
"You?" Zhao Qing's heart moved, and he immediately turned his head and looked towards the other side of the wooden bridge. He saw at some point, a golden carp came down the bridge and joined the group of golden carps under the bridge. Together with them, they formed a group of golden carps.
She drew a star map that included the twenty-eight constellations, and what followed closely behind was the Monkey King that she was very familiar with.
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To be continued...