But when he turned around, he was shocked, because the young man the visitor called was actually him. The visitor was an old man in his sixties, with fair hair and a childlike face, full of energy, and a very vigorous pace. He did not look old at all, but
At this time, he may have been in a hurry and was panting, but his hand was undoubtedly pointing at him.
"Brother, please don't be in a hurry to pray. We can't break the rules. You have to let me ring the yellow bell for you first." The old man finished speaking in one breath. When people came closer, the flow of people had already dispersed and left behind.
a channel.
Zhang Heng asked somewhat dullly: "Old man, are you talking to me?" The expressions of everyone who came with him were similar to his, and they were completely confused about what was going on. His sister also opened her watery eyes and looked straight at him.
Over here.
"Brother, of course I'm talking to you. Come on, I'm going to ring the bell for you." As he said that, he took three steps at a time and arrived at the left side of Saint Guan. The big yellow bell was placed there.
Engraved with dense ancient characters, it looks mysterious and simple.
Just like that, in Zhang Heng's mind, the loud bell rang, crisp and clear to the ears, and the trembling sound lasted for a long time, as if it could cleanse the soul and refresh people's spirits.
There was no time to think too much, because all the ten futons in the lobby were occupied at this time. Everyone bowed down as soon as they heard the bell, and the squad leader next to him did the same. Zhang Heng had to suppress his doubts and finish the ceremony first.
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" The sound of the three bells was extremely long, and the bells did not dissipate even after praying together. It is estimated that this bell could be worth a lot of money, Zhang Heng thought, if it could be taken to the original space and given to the wizard
It turns out to be a very nice gift.
After kneeling down, he immediately stood up and gave up his position. But as soon as he stood up, the old man ringing the bell next to him immediately put down his red cloth hammer with a wooden handle and greeted him enthusiastically.
Before he could ask, the old man took his arm familiarly and said happily: "Brother is really knowledgeable, since he can recognize the ancient characters on the wall."
"Ahem, when did I know ancient characters?" Zhang Heng replied in embarrassment, his whole body in a state of weakness. Of course, the other party was an old man and he couldn't use his strength to break free.
Xiao Yin also frowned and said, "Yes, Zhang Heng, when did you know ancient characters?"
"I really don't know him!" Zhang Heng said this very seriously, not joking at all. He couldn't read classical Chinese fluently, so how could he know ancient Chinese characters?
But what the old man said next stunned him, "Brother, just admit it, I just heard you pronounce the correct pronunciation of the words on the wall over there."
"Master is right, I just heard this young man recognize several words." At some point, a thin middle-aged man came in, and people watching the excitement had already gathered around him.
This is the national condition. As soon as there is any trouble, there will be three circles inside and three circles outside.
Zhang Heng swallowed hard. He did recite the syllables of a few words at random just now, but with just a few simple words and such obvious lines, everyone could probably recognize them.
Under the public gaze, he didn't care about the eyes of others, but he was worried that the squad leader next to him would lose face, so this misunderstanding was a bit big.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain: "It's a misunderstanding. I only recognize a few words, and I don't recognize the rest. Isn't this a sign of being a disciple? It wouldn't be surprising even if I recognized it."
But he didn't expect the old man's answer to make him dumbfounded, "What, little brother, you can really recognize a few words, you are a great talent. But, who told me that this is a birth certificate? This is from ancient times. Writing is thousands of years older than the Three Kingdoms period, and has no direct relationship with Wuhou."
"Ahem~~!" This time it was Xiao Yin who was coughing. Because it was she who just told Zhang Heng that she was a good example.
As he said that, the circle of onlookers moved to the bottom of the wall. There was a piece of simple writing carved vertically on it. There were only about a hundred characters. Zhang Heng glanced at it. He really recognized about a dozen characters. , but they are not coherent and cannot be read fluently at all. There is no punctuation mark on it. Without segmentation, it is even harder to understand the meaning.
"That one was just a random guess by me. Since it is Zhuge Liang's ancestral hall, it is natural that there should be a list of teachers and so on." Zhang Heng recognized what he just said, and the effect was obvious. The squad leader patted him on the back with his little hand, but this The first pat was very light, almost like touching, making his whole body numb...
At this moment, a discordant voice came: "That's right, old man, this is Zhang Heng who came with us. He just graduated from high school this year. How could a high school student know these ancient characters? I'm afraid he was just guessing. Got a few words right!" The person speaking was actually a man in black who was suspected of being his love rival.
But the old man immediately shouted to the man in black in a bad tone: "Guess, if it's so easy to guess, you can also guess. As long as you can guess three words correctly, no, as long as you guess one word correctly, I will give you a gift." Great fortune."
As soon as he finished speaking, the skinny middle-aged man next to him said: "My master is in this world..." But unfortunately, the man was stopped by the old man before he finished speaking, so that everyone did not hear the old man's identity, but it should not be simple. At least he is the chief steward of this ancestral hall. Don't underestimate it. This is just an ancestral hall, but it involves the story of Uncle Liu visiting the thatched cottage three times to invite Mr. Wolong to come out. This is a historical relic whose value cannot be measured by money.
But what does this have to do with Zhang Heng? Aren’t all the well-known old experts in traditional Chinese medicine in the country still shouting about the Sun King in the tribe at this time, just for the sake of richer meals and better treatment, eh!
However, looking at the embarrassed man in black, I immediately felt very comfortable, because this person was his potential love rival, and he would not be generous in this regard. But he also asked the squad leader with some curiosity: "Squad monitor, do you know the person above? The word?"
Xiao Yin's delicate face was a little red, she bit her red lips and replied in a low voice: "I don't know anyone."
Ugh! Zhang Heng was really dumbfounded, and heard the discussions around him. Although the number of people was not too large, there were still twenty or thirty people watching. If they came to this place specifically, it is impossible for them to be illiterate, and there might even be high intellectuals. , but after listening to these people’s discussions, it seems that I can’t even recognize a single word.
"Brother, what is engraved on this is the bell cauldron. It was inscribed on a four-legged ancient cauldron. It has a total of one hundred and eight characters. Up to now, only thirteen characters have been successfully cracked, and there are still twenty characters left. To be confirmed, my apprentice happened to hear you pronounce three syllables that have been confirmed just now, so he hurriedly came to me to report it, so I hurried over and took the liberty to ask, brother, can you How many words do you recognize, specifically how many, and which words are included in them. Brother, you just need to tell me how many words you want. Don’t read them out, because others won’t be able to hear them?" The old man explained the reason with some excitement. , also looks quite formal, as if the words on it are some kind of treasure that cannot be known by most people, but why should it be engraved generously on the wall of the public area?
Zhang Heng swallowed hard again, what is this? The blind cat bumped into a dead mouse. Such a thing with such a high degree of luck actually happened to him, and in such an embarrassing atmosphere, with his sweetheart next to him.
His future sister-in-law and beloved sister were also there, and there were even people who were suspected of being love rivals standing by, waiting to watch the show.
If you lose face here, you will really get rich! After thinking about it, Zhang Heng said: "...!"
ps: Thanks to the book friend (**Rose Falling Angel) for the reward!