After that long conversation with me, Zhang Jisheng's condition improved a little. He is a person who can bury everything deeply, including fear and anxiety, but he still feels a little dazed from time to time.
He asked me not to let Xiangyu know about his illness for the time being. Although I was puzzled, I still respected him and hid it for him.
We completed the discharge procedures on the same day, departed from Hongya County, where Wawushan is located, purchased air tickets to Meishan City, stayed in Meishan City for a day, and boarded a flight to the Zhou family's old house in Guangdong early the next morning.
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I was afraid that the golden coffin would not pass the security inspection, so I asked a man from Chen Mo’s family to take it back to the Zhou family’s old house by land. It was only then that I learned from the middle-aged man named Li that Chen Mo’s family business was extremely large.
The family owns several listed companies. After his father passed away, Chen Mo is basically taking care of it now, and he manages the business even better than when his father was around.
On the plane, Xiangyu and Zhang Jisheng's higher education was clearly demonstrated. During the several-hour journey, they basically wrote and hardly spoke. Even if they occasionally communicated, they kept their voices very low.
Low, for fear of disturbing the people around me.
Probably because they were afraid that I would be bored, the three of us chatted for a while while eating. What surprised me was that these two guys were recording this trip to Wawu Mountain at the same time.
Recording and reviewing every field practice is one of the important factors for their progress. This is what Zhang Jisheng said.
My companions all had their own things to do, but I felt very bored. I couldn't read the mobile phone or read the magazines on the plane, so I basically dozed off the whole way.
Finally reached the terminal.
After we got off the plane, there was still some distance to go before we could get to the Zhou family's old house. Xiangyu suggested that we take a taxi, so Zhang Jisheng hailed a car. After agreeing on the price, we set off for the Zhou family's old house.
"Zhou Cang, I must have bored you out of my mind during this journey." Xiangyu asked with a smile while sitting in the back row with me.
"It's okay. I don't study much, so I don't think about any review, and I don't want to get involved in these things anymore. I just want to go home and run my small shop in peace and quiet." I said embarrassedly, rubbing my head.
"Zhou Cang, you are being humble. The reason why I am eager to record this trip to Wawu Mountain is because when I walked out of the ancient temple, I accidentally discovered a problem, but I was not sure at that time. What happened in the past few days?
I'm busy taking care of you, and I don't have a whole piece of time for me to think about this problem carefully, and I'm afraid that I will forget the details as time goes by, so I was eager to use that time to organize my thoughts when I was on the plane." Xiang
Jade hurriedly explained.
"What's the problem?" Zhang Jisheng, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and turned sideways and asked.
"It's the sound of a bell." Xiangyu's expression changed, he put away his smile, and said seriously.
"Bells, do you mean the three bells we heard in the secret passage?" Zhang Jisheng asked.
"Yes, those three bells."
"What's wrong with the bell?" I knew it was coming from the ancient pagoda, and every time it happened, I was unlucky!
"Zhou Cang, after you told us about the experience of the ancient pagoda, we know that the bells are emitted by the wind chimes under the eaves of the ancient pagoda. Here is the first question, what makes those wind chimes make the sound?
Is it the wind? According to Zhou Cang's description, those wind chimes are huge. How much wind is required to blow these wind chimes? The ancient pagoda is built in the mountain of Wawu Mountain, so if there is a strong wind blowing in the mountain, it will not matter.
It’s a bit weird. That’s the first question.”
"What about the second question?" I really couldn't figure out why the wind chimes were ringing, so I was eager to ask the following question.
"The second problem is that the three sounds made by the wind chime are almost identical."
"What do you mean exactly the same?" I asked in confusion.
"It means that the three bells are like the same sound, but they are played three times." Xiangyu said, his face changed slightly.
"The same sound is played three times? How is this possible? The sound of wind chimes is a random event. Just like there are no two identical leaves in the world, it is impossible for wind chimes to make the same two sounds.
What's more, each time the bell rang four times, and the reverberation of each ring was long and short, this is simply impossible, Xiangyu, are you too sensitive?" Zhang Jisheng said.
"I didn't notice it at first. I just felt it was a bit strange and I didn't know where the feeling came from. However, I knew there must be something wrong with the ringtone. I thought it would make people hallucinate or confuse people.
, however, we all went smoothly along the way, which made my doubts even greater. Therefore, I have been thinking about this problem whenever I have free time these days. Finally, just when I was on the plane, I finally figured it out.
Yes." Xiangyu said.
"What have you figured out?" I asked hurriedly.
"Although this is a bit unbelievable, it is the only one that makes sense and the only one that can explain why the three bells sound exactly the same."
"Hey, stop being so pretentious and tell me the answer quickly. Do you want to scare us to death?" I said a little impatiently.
"Just like what Jisheng just said, the bell rang four times every time, and the reverberations of each ring were long and short. This bell may be sending messages to people through Morse code.
What message are we conveying? You said that when you were in the ancient pagoda, something dangerous would happen every time the bell rang, so I guess that the message conveyed in the bell was aimed at you." Xiangyu stared at it.
My eyes spoke word by word.
Ah, how come you have come full circle and come back to me again!
Xiangyu's words made me at a loss for a moment. I knew that she should already know what the message behind the bell was, but at this moment, I didn't want to know anymore——
I just want to live quietly, these messy things make me so tired.
"Xiangyu, do you know what the message is in the bell?" Zhang Jisheng probably didn't notice me standing there dumbfounded. All his attention was now on the message behind the bell.
"I deciphered it, but it's strange. I can't understand it, so I'll tell you and check it out with you. It's an English word - Ruin. When translated into Chinese, it means destruction."
"Xiangyu, please say it again, I can't hear you clearly." Xiangyu's words gave me a flash of inspiration, but I couldn't catch it and it ran away.
Xiangyu looked at me a little confused, and then said: "You can't hear that sentence clearly?"
"Repeat the last sentence." My hands were on my knees, covered with sweat.
"I've deciphered it, but I don't understand what it means, so I'll tell you what it means. The bell in the ancient tower is compared to the Morse code, which is the English word "ruin". When translated into Chinese, it means destruction.
"Xiang Yu lowered her voice a little. Maybe my expression was too serious, which made her a little scared.
Destruction, destruction, destruction!
The words in the memo on the mobile phone that I saw in the ancient temple appeared in front of me one by one, in a chaotic state, but as soon as the word "destruction" came out of Xiangyu's mouth, they seemed to have obtained
The instructions are the same, automatically arranged:
I finally know the truth in the ancient temple. The culprit of all the culprits is the black jade, which leads everyone astray. Only you can find the black jade. Remember, after you get it, destroy it immediately, otherwise,
It will destroy everyone.
However, what I found was not black jade, but a dark red stone flake. That small stone flake would destroy everyone. This is a fantasy.
I was stunned, Xiangyu grabbed my arm and shook it twice: "Zhou Cang, Zhou Cang, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I got distracted for some reason." I muttered a few words at random.
"Did you think of something?" Zhang Jisheng asked.
"No." I blurted out.
Xiangyu and Zhang Jisheng exchanged a look, their faces full of distrust of my words, but I ignored them. Later, they continued to discuss many issues in the car about Morse code and the bells of the ancient pagoda.
But I didn't listen to a word or interrupt, I just sat quietly in the car, staring at the scenery outside the car window and quickly backed up.
Are the black jade and the dark red stone piece the same thing?
If I didn't destroy it and even took it out of the ancient pagoda, would it bring devastating disaster to the people around me?
Is Zhang Jisheng's illness a hint?
Countless questions were swirling in my mind, making me almost feel motion sick and my stomach was churning.
Suddenly, the driver braked suddenly and reached the entrance of the village. I woke up suddenly, pushed the door open, and vomited wildly outside the car.