"Don't be happy too early.*,,"
Luo Yunzi frowned, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes:
"That's all information collected by the family merchants. It is said that there once was a stone in Wanfenling with a line of Confucian poetry engraved on it..."
"What poem?"
Yang Ji said with concern.
"How would I know? If you hadn't asked, I wouldn't have paid attention to this kind of thing. How would I have paid attention to the poems carved on the stone?"
"This is because I am too anxious. Continue."
Yang Ji said apologetically.
"When the boulder appeared, many people felt strange. In addition, the poem only had the first couplet, not the second couplet. Therefore, some people said that if something went wrong, there must be an evildoer. There might be a treasure in it."
Luo Yunzi continued.
Yang Ji did not interrupt this time and listened carefully.
"At that time, after hearing the news, many people went to look for the huge stone, read out the second line, and tried to find out the mystery. But they all failed. After a while, no clues could be found, and fewer people paid attention to it.
Later, no one paid attention to it.”
"This matter is recorded in detail in the business records of our wealthy Luo family. Our family's butler was nearby at the time. I asked him, and he said that there is indeed a record of this matter in the family, but there are not many words. It is just a brushstroke.
"
"Steward Liu is in charge of the family's business affairs. He is meticulous and loyal. He said something is true, so it is true and there will never be anything wrong."
Luo Yunzi paused and hesitated:
"Yang Ji, this is all I can help you with. However, I hope you don't have too much hope. After all, when it comes to ancient literary saints, the things you mentioned are not so easy to obtain."
Yang Ji lowered his head and remained silent.
"Senior Sister Luo, where is the place you mentioned?"
After a moment, Yang Ji raised his head and said suddenly.
Luo Yunzi whispered a few words into Yang Ji's ear and told the address of the huge stone.
Time passed quickly, and soon, night fell. Darkness fell everywhere.
"Buzz!"
A faint yellow halo rose from the ground, the soil parted like water waves, and in the blink of an eye, a small boat rose from the ground.
"Senior Sister Luo, we're here."
Yang Jidao.
"Go southeast from here and keep walking until you meet our brothers. Wanfenling is dangerous, so I won't take you there."
In the dark night, Yang Ji pointed in one direction.
"Yeah. However, I still hope you will think carefully. The matter of Wen Dao legend is illusory. Although I told you that matter, I still hope you won't take it too seriously. After all, it has been so long. It is very possible, then
It's just an ordinary stone."
"In comparison, the price of entering Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge is too high. The Skeleton Ghost King was furious after we stole his treasure. It's really not worth taking such a big risk."
Luo Yunzi finally advised.
"I understand. I will consider it carefully."
Yang Ji said perfunctorily.
"That's good."
Luo Yunzi had no choice but to jump out of the boat. She looked back at Yang Ji and gritted her teeth:
"Yang Ji, no matter what, I owe you a favor. I will definitely repay it in the future."
"Let's go quickly! It's been a long time. I can't wait for you to pay me back."
Yang Ji waved his hand and laughed.
"Whoosh!"
Luo Yunzi said no more, and straightened up, drifting toward the southeast. Yang Ji watched her disappear into the distance, then turned around and headed in the direction Luo Yunzi said...
…
"This should be the place Luo Yunzi mentioned?"
After a cup of tea, Yang Ji frowned and appeared on the west side of Wan Cemetery. Gray fog was rolling in, and evil ghosts from the underworld were wandering aimlessly in the fog.
But the huge stone that Luo Yunzi was talking about was empty, with no trace at all.
"It's strange. Could it be that Luo Yunzi was not talking about this place at all? Or did she also remember it wrong?"
Yang Ji had doubts in his eyes.
When he was in Jin'an City, he came into contact with many merchants, and the things recorded in "Shang Zhi" were extremely cautious and true.
Because it involves making money in the future, leaving heirlooms to future generations, and future reflections.
Most of "Shangzhi" is related to business, and occasionally about some geography and customs. Although it is concise and comprehensive, it is also extremely accurate.
This is true for a small businessman, let alone a large and well-disciplined family like the Luo family. There must be no fallacy at all.
"Could it be that it has been too long and some changes have occurred?"
Yang Ji thought hard and waved his sleeves one last time:
"Forget it, let's go take a look around. Maybe it's nearby!"
Yang Ji's Dantian shook, and a stream of blood penetrated through his feet into the ground boat under his feet. The surrounding soil parted like water waves, and Yang Ji controlled the ground boat and sank silently into the ground.
The surrounding fog was very thick, and even with Yang Ji's eyesight, the area could not exceed twenty feet. Yang Ji drove the boat and patrolled the area. He encountered several evil ghosts on the road, but Yang Ji carefully avoided them.
After a while, after expanding the scope of the patrol several times, Yang Ji returned to the original place.
"Strange, what is going on? Is Luo Yunzi lying to me?"
Yang Ji's eyes were suspicious and his eyebrows were deeply furrowed.
He had a life-saving grace for Luo Yunzi, and he was not sure whether the giant stone really had any secrets. In such an insignificant matter, Luo Yunzi had no reason to lie to him.
The surroundings were quiet, and Yang Ji suddenly fell into deep thought.
The Wanfen Ridge is so vast that Yang Ji has searched almost the entire area. He even searched the underground palace of the Skeleton Ghost King.
The huge stone Luo Yunzi mentioned was the only thing Yang Ji heard related to Confucianism.
It's also the most suspicious-sounding thing at the moment.
"No matter what, I have to find it and take a look."
Yang Ji thought secretly.
With a thought in his mind, Yang Ji expanded the search scope again. Not only did he increase the surface area, but he also included the underground into the search area.
"Wanfenling is a cemetery, and the soil is soft. That huge boulder has been exposed to wind, sun and rain. Over time, it may sink into the ground."
Yang Ji secretly said, while controlling the boat to search deep underground.
Deep underground. It is getting darker and darker. Ten miles, twenty miles, thirty miles...
Except for the dead bones in the ground and the thick evil spirit, there is nothing else to find.
"Look again."
Yang Ji suppressed the anger in his heart, expanded the search area, and continued to sink deeper into the earth.
Sixty miles, seventy miles, eighty miles...
When it reaches a depth of more than a hundred miles, the air is already very thin. The underground air that the ground boat can collect is getting less and less. Even with Yang Ji's ability, it begins to have difficulty breathing.
It is impossible to last long in this deep underground. The huge stone with Confucian poems engraved in Luo Yunzi's mouth is still missing, and Yang Ji is almost losing his patience.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and a strange feeling came from the depths of his eyebrows. This feeling was... "The Book of Great Confucianism"!
The beating between his eyebrows only lasted for two times and then disappeared. Yang Ji was shocked and unsure, not sure if it was his imagination or if it really beat.
To be continued...