Aning paid for the crescent moon to be deposited in the post office last time.
Zhang Zhuoxun gave him a blank look, "Then you didn't tell me earlier."
Chen Xuehan smiled silently, "You can either hold it and cover your eyes so that you can't see it."
Zhang Zhuoxun frowned, lowered his head and looked at Yue Ya. Yue Ya's two big black hairy dog eyes were wet from the snow.
Zhang Zhuoxun looked at it and suddenly noticed something strange, "Is this dog a mixed breed?"
The pupils of the old version of Langqing's eyes are usually yellow-brown or dark brown, while Crescent Moon's eyes are rounder, like almonds, with black pupils. If you look at the claws, they also have thick round arched toes and fat fleshy pads.<
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In fact, Yueya is still a young adult dog, more than one year old, but his body and limbs are obviously much stronger. His shoulder height is almost as high as that of a mature large dog, and he will definitely grow taller before he is two years old. p>
"It seems that you will still be a big guy in the future." Zhang Zhuxun chuckled, touched Yueyue's dog's head, hugged it with his hands from the back, and turned the direction so that the dog's head was buried in his chest to block his view, like holding a child.
That way it’s stable.
"Really?" Chen Xuehan grabbed a dog's paw and looked at it, "I didn't pay attention. Judging from the size of the paw, it's probably a mastiff."
Zhang Zhuxun followed Chen Xuehan with Crescent Moon in his arms, and finally reached the lamasery at noon.
When he once followed an archaeological team to excavate a Tusi Ksitigarbha temple in a snowy area, Zhang Zhuxun and his team stayed in such a large lamasery. Compared with such large-scale and magnificent buildings, this lamasery now
It can be called crude.
The dilapidated and narrow temple gate is only half a person wide, and the wood has rotted into ancient relics under the constant wind and snow. There is a small courtyard behind it.
However, when I think about the information I checked, it is true that most of the Lama temples in Medog are built on mountains. If you want to build temples, you have to fill in the lack of land like building terraces.
Therefore, although the lamasery here covers a large area, and the courtyard behind the courtyard extends upwards to the end, which is quite spectacular, there is not much space inside the building.
Zhang Zhuxun put down the crescent moon and patted the soot on his body. Fortunately, the cotton coat he was wearing was black, and the outer layer was waterproof. He just wiped it with a wet towel afterwards.
Holding the chain, he followed Chen Xuehan into the half-open temple door. The snow in the yard was swept clean, and there were many stone mills, stone tables and chairs on both sides.
There were three young lamas sitting around the stone mill warming themselves by the fire. When they saw someone coming in, they didn't show much surprise and were doing what they were doing indifferently.
Chen Xuehan stepped forward and explained his purpose to them, and turned around and pointed at Zhang Shuxun who was holding the dog. One of the lamas stood up and clasped his hands together and saluted Zhang Shuxun, "Guest, please follow me."
Zhang Zhuoxun turned around and asked Chen Xuehan, "Can Crescent Moon go in?"
Without waiting for Chen Xuehan's answer, the young lama said: "You are not allowed to enter the palace and guest houses at will. You can ask Mr. Chen to wait in the side hall with your dog."
Zhang Zhuoxun nodded, handed the crescent moon to Chen Xuehan, and then followed the little lama into the house.
The treasure hall is the first main hall. This is where the lamas do their rituals. It is open to the back. There is a wooden staircase behind the house. You go up all the way, one level at a time. After passing no less than a hundred rooms, the little lama finally
Stopped in front of a dark room.
The little lama made a gesture of invitation, and then walked back along the stairs.
Zhang Zhuxun did not go in directly, but stood at the door and looked inside.
Only a little light came into the room near the window. The window was covered by an old felt. The light came out from the wormhole on the felt, but it did not affect Zhang Zhuxun's ability to see clearly inside.
The furnishings and people.
This is a place where lamas meditate. There are many rows of wooden shelves standing against the wall. They are full of scriptures. The long and narrow table next to the shelves is also filled with scrolls stacked in small mountains.
Neat.
In a dark corner of the house on the other side, five lamas were sitting in a circle. One of the old lamas was the same Deren Zhang Zhuxun saw at the post office door this morning.
The other party knew that Zhang Zhuxun was staring at him, so he didn't feel offended. He still smiled kindly and lit the candlestick at hand with a fire stick.
In a flickering yellow warm light, he waved to Zhang Zhuoxun, "Your distinguished guest, come this way."
Zhang Zhuoxun walked over as he was told. The other four younger lamas were still practicing with their eyes closed. His arrival did not disturb them. They truly realized that people's hearts are united, and they don't get tired of hearing or seeing.<
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Deren pointed to the futon on one side, motioned for him to sit down and said.
Seeing the other person's natural attitude, Zhang Zhuxun didn't hesitate, sat down next to him, and said softly, "Master knows that I want to come here, why?"
"I didn't know before, but I have known since I became Deren." Deren said word by word.
Zhang Zhu asked him, "When did you become Deren, and who made you become Deren, can you please tell me?"
"About thirty years ago, a distinguished guest came here. After returning from the snow-capped mountains, we talked about some things. Since then, I have become Deren." Deren said slowly.
Zhang Shuxun couldn't help being surprised, wait, thirty years ago? Why did it become thirty years? Shouldn't it be Zhang Haike ten years ago?
Thirty years, push the timeline forward, at that time...
He suddenly remembered the piece of signature paper torn out from the guest book in Kujing Village. On it, the time Zhang Menyu arrived at the Zhangjia Ancient Building was 1975. Thirty years ago, that was 1974, or maybe even earlier.<
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After the previous Deren was accidentally killed secretly by the Wang family who tracked him to the contact point, the contact point has since lost Deren.
If Zhang Menyu had found this place after coming down from Changbai Mountain, then his target must have been the fake bronze door deep in the Himalayas.
This timeline is really too far back.
He was deceived by the ten years that Chen Xuehan kept talking about before. He thought that ten years was an integer, but in fact it was not. Ten years was just a general term.
In other words, the time when Chen Xuehan copied the oil paintings was probably 1990, that is, fourteen years ago, when he should have been returning from the snowy mountains.
It has been almost twenty years since the last Naruhito was killed and the current Naruhito appeared.
Perhaps since the oil painting appeared in 1990, the three destined people Deren said it would meet were indeed Zhang Haike, Wu Xie and him.
And it seems that the great lama took the initiative to become Naruhito.
Finally figuring it out, Zhang Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and said to Deren: "I want to know what the people in the oil painting experienced in the depths of the snowy mountains, as well as the distinguished guest you mentioned."
Deren nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and spoke in a Zen mood, "I still remember that incident."
After saying that, he stood up, carried the candle lamp and walked to the tall shelf on one side. He walked back to the last row, raised his finger and pointed at a large carved mahogany box at the bottom, and looked at Zhang Zhuxun, who was standing beside him.
Said: "Take it with you and follow me to my room."
Zhang Zhuxun knelt down and looked at the wooden box, and unexpectedly found a small flame symbol in the corner. And for some reason, the more he looked at the carved patterns on the box, the more familiar they seemed to him.
According to the previous speculation, it seemed that Zhang Menyu had indeed come here to look for the fake bronze door. He asked the system in his mind, "Is the thing you want me to take from the bronze door the one Zhang Menyu put in before?" "Yes." The system did not deny it, "He is my second host."
"Where did Zhang Menyu go after that?" Zhang Zhu asked.
The system's voice was a little confused, "I don't know. I wasn't strong enough at that time. I was asleep a lot of the time. When I woke up for the last time, I only found you based on induction."
Zhang Zhuoxun frowned. Could it be that only when the previous host dies, the system will leave and look for the next one?
"You should know where he went before you fell asleep for the last time."
"I don't know." The system replied, "But he called it the place of divine sacrifice."
"Is there really a god in this world?" Zhang Chuxun didn't believe it at all. He even felt that this was a strange power, just like the system and the sacred tree.
"Perhaps." The system paused for a moment, "Different from the gods with carriers that have been praised in the human mythology system from ancient times to the present, it is a kind of nihilistic god that only exists in the concept of consciousness."
Nothingness is said to not exist in science, but in the view of some idealists, nothingness is a kind of super time and space without any meaning and attributes outside the beginning and end of the universe. The absolute existence of super matter is the source of all things and the root of all things.
Home.
In Buddhism, "nihility" is "empty". Wu is not only an independent word, but also inaction, formlessness, selflessness, and namelessness. Nihility is the state of Tao Qi that is as if there is nothing, a trance, and a mysterious state.
Some carriers.
Nothingness is an unconscious state that cannot be penetrated and touched by human consciousness, and is usually expressed in the form of death.
Perhaps, the ultimate that the Zhang family protects and the Wang family seeks is nothingness.
All the secrets of the universe are generated by nothingness, and they are all locked up by nothingness.
This is all the reason, and all the reasons arise.
But Zhang Shuxun always feels that there is still a contradiction. Logically speaking, even if nothingness exists, it should not have consciousness. Obviously, the reason why the Zhang family and the ancient tribe guard the ultimate is because they predict what will happen when the end comes.
Very scary thing.
This is inconsistent with the existence of nothingness itself. The nothingness behind the bronze door is malicious, or something malicious is taking advantage of the nothingness. Is it swallowing? Fusion?
It was so complicated. Zhang Zhuoxun rubbed his brows with a headache, gathered his thoughts, picked up the heavy wooden box, and followed Deren. The two walked out of the house and walked to the room on the left side of the corridor. Deren stopped in front of a house and reached out to push open the wooden door. This house faced the sun, and the golden sunlight outside the window shone in and spread on the floor, making it warm.
Deren signaled Zhang Zhuxun to place the box beside the low table. A young lama came in from the door and placed a pot of hot butter milk tea on the table.
Zhang Zhuxun poured a small bowl for both of them, pushed it in front of Deren, and waited for him to speak.
There was a charcoal fire burning in the bedroom, which was very warm. Deren's eyes were far and long, looking at the burning charcoal fire, and he seemed to be looking at someone through the red sparks.
After a long while, Deren opened the wooden box. There were many yellowed books inside, and some even parchment scrolls on the lower level.
Deren said that these materials were recorded on bamboo slips and cloth a long time ago. After taking office, successive Deren would use the more convenient and durable methods available at the time to organize and copy the original materials.
The higher the page, the newer it becomes. These pages have been treated with antiseptic and insect repellent treatments and are carefully preserved here.
Deren began to tell, "I was still very young at that time and was not yet the chief lama of the temple. There has always been a custom passed down in the temple, that is, every ten years, when the ground in front of the temple is covered with snow,
Although I don’t know why I put three large charcoal stoves in front of the temple door, lamas of all generations will strictly abide by it."
The snow that winter was particularly heavy, so the young lama followed the old custom and placed three charcoal stoves outside and swept away the snow in front of the temple.
But the snow was still falling, and soon it turned white again. Only the snow near the three stoves turned into water and seeped into the ground.
That noon, when the young lama went to add charcoal to the charcoal stove for the fourth time, he saw a very young man standing in front of the charcoal stove. His skin seemed whiter than the snow falling on the sky that day. He was keeping warm.
The man was wearing a particularly strange piece of clothing, which seemed to be a very thick military coat, but the pattern on it was Tibetan style. He also carried a large luggage on his back, which looked extremely heavy.
At that time, there was such a conversation between the young lama and him.
Young Lama: "Where do these distinguished guests come from?"
Zhang Qiling: "I come from the mountains."
Young Lama: "Where are the distinguished guests going?"
Zhang Qiling: "Go outside."
Young Lama: "Are your guests from the village on the other side of the mountain?"
Zhang Qiling: "No, it's deep there."
The young lama looked in the direction of his finger and found that it was the hinterland of the Snowy Mountains. For the young lama and everyone living in Medog, they knew very well that it was a no-man's land with nothing in it.
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[While typing, I suddenly remembered that according to the original plot, Wu Xie came to Medog in 2010, and Muyu advanced the timeline five years, and it is now the end of 2004, so there is a bug in the previous time node, so check again
The original work has been edited and edited, so I’ll list it here to avoid confusion]
Before 1940, Dong Can met Pema. In order to save Pema, he imprisoned the corpse of the King of Hell in a bronze door. Pema fell asleep in the Tibetan Sea Flower
In 1949, my brother came to Medog for the first time to look for Dong Can who disappeared that year and clues. Then he went into the mountains and met the Kangbalu people. After coming out of the snow mountain, Deren led him to meet Baima.
(The timeline of the blue-robed Tibetans in Three Days of Silence is confusing in the original work here. I will correct it later)
Before 1955, the younger brother came to Medog again. After coming out of the Snow Mountain, Deren was dead and the Western Archives Contact Station was interrupted. The younger brother told the young lama his memory, and then went to Changbai Mountain to guard the gate
In 1965, the younger brother went out to Changbai Mountain and discussed with Jiumen to guard the gate together
In 1970, the Jiumen tomb robbing operation failed, and the younger brother was imprisoned in Golmud Sanatorium
Before 1974, Zhang Menyu came to Modog to find a fake bronze door, put something inside the door, and then came out of the snow mountain, and the new Deren took office
In 1975, the little brother was trapped
In 1984, Jie Jiuye led the awakening faction to rescue the younger brother
In 1985, my brother entered the Xisha Undersea Tomb with an archaeological team and may have suffered amnesia
Before 1990, my brother came to Medog for the third time. After entering the mountain, he left the oil painting after leaving the mountain in 1990, which Chen Xuehan copied.
In 1994, Zhang Haike came to Medog to look for fake bronze doors and hexagonal bronze bells, but came back empty-handed
In 1995, when I was searching for memories, I went to Changbai Mountain with Chen Wenjin and the others to see the ultimate.
In 2000, when I went to look for the ancient building of the Zhang family, I accidentally lost my memory again in Banai and became Chen Pi's subordinate
In the winter of 2004, Zhang Zhu came to Medog to look for fake bronze doors, which redirected the Wang family's attention to Medog
In the autumn of 2005, the little brother who thought everything was over came to Hangzhou to say goodbye to Wu Xie and went to guard the gate in Changbai Mountain