When I mentioned Rhubarb, my heart skipped a beat. Indeed, it was too long to be separated from Rhubarb this time. Although the Smiling Buddha also made it clear that Rhubarb’s recovery would take about three months, but this time
After about a month, Lao Mao and I felt a little empty.
Rhubarb, our rhubarb, how are you doing now?
When we got downstairs from our current apartment, Lao Mao and I asked Ruoshui Rujun and the others to go back first, while we stayed downstairs to make a call to Dahuang. Rujun and the others were considerate and told us to be careful, so we went straight up.
Go upstairs.
The old cat and I were left, and I said helplessly: "Come on, I usually can't talk to my old man once a month, but now because of Rhubarb, I call home every three days. By then my grandpa will have some opinions."
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The old cat lit another cigarette and said: "You are overthinking. Your old man is already a scholar and doesn't care about these trivial things. Do you think they are all as vulgar as you? Maybe your old man has already figured it out.
You are calling him today, but you have to figure out first what you are going to ask this time."
"Oh, yes. In addition to Rhubarb, I also want to ask Mr. Niu. I forgot about it the last time I called... Also, do you want to ask about the underground palace?"
"Ask, of course you have to ask!" said the old cat, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
"There is also the line that goes through the underground palace, are the Eight Great Masters really related to Yao Guangxiao, and what are the Eight Immortals and Buddhas... Oops, there are so many questions, I can hardly finish them."
I frowned and said.
"If you don't ask, how will you know that you can't finish the question? Stop inking. It's just past five o'clock in the morning. The old man has just woken up. You can ask quickly."
I quickly dialed Grandpa's phone number. This time the waiting voice took a little longer, and then came my grandfather's old but kind voice: "Yang Yang, why are you worried about Tingxuan?" Grandpa's guess was good, and he caught it right away.
The point of my call.
Although I felt a little guilty, I knew from my grandfather's tone that Rhubarb should be recovering well.
"Yes, grandpa, I miss you too." I said slightly hypocritically.
"Haha, it's pretty good. Don't worry, Tingxuan is recovering very well. He sat in the yard all night last night and just fell asleep this morning. I won't wake him up. By the way, smiley face
Buddha is already powerful. Now it’s just me and Madman who are accompanying Tingxuan. Everything is fine, so don’t worry." Grandpa said with a smile. It seems that Dahuang’s condition must have been very stable, otherwise this smiling Buddha
The attending physician would not dare to leave easily.
I quickly asked how Grandpa's health was. After all, Grandpa would definitely have to pay the price elsewhere the last time he reopened his eyes. Fortunately, Grandpa's physical condition was not too bad, and everything is normal now.
I asked about my parents again, and then continued: "By the way, Grandpa, do you know the messengers from underground, Wu Min and Pang Xiaonuo? There seems to be one more powerful than the two of them.
The messenger is called Mr. Niu or something?"
"Him?" Grandpa had obviously heard of it, and immediately changed his tone and said, "Why did he come to find you?"
"I don't know either. After I came back from our hometown last time, I suddenly saw Mr. Niu in the basement. He said he came to find me, but his activity time was limited, so he didn't say much before he said it.
He's leaving, but before leaving, he asked me to say hello to you for him."
I said quickly.
"Well, I only met him on a casual basis. I can't say that we have any friendship. In other words, he is only half a friend. However, I often had contact with Pang Xiaonuo and Wu Min in the past."
Grandpa whispered.
No wonder Little Tutu keeps saying that I look like my grandfather back then, and Wu Min also has a good relationship with me in private.
I quickly asked: "Grandpa, are these envoys coming out of the underground palace? Was this underground palace really built by Yao Guangxiao back then to lock away those terrible ghosts in Beijing?"
Grandpa said: "Yes, I didn't expect you to have found this. Yes, this underground palace was built underground under the Imperial City. It is actually much larger than the Imperial City. The Qing Dynasty and we now have Yanjing as their capital.
Most of them also took a fancy to the magnificent and huge building complex underground. However, the founders still thought of it all too simply. This underground city is not as easy to control as the imperial city on the ground. The imperial city on the ground is.
Simple, as long as you seize power, you can immediately replace it. However, there are always a group of evil ghosts living in this underground imperial city... After so many years, they still exist, and they have never slacked off for a moment, and they are still alive.
Waiting to return to this world, even wanting to reach out to the underworld..."
I got goosebumps all over my body when grandpa said it, and I couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, is this a natural disaster?"
Unexpectedly, grandpa sighed and said: "No, this is not a natural disaster. What the natural disaster is is not something I can tell you in a few words, and it is not something you can stop. When this natural disaster happens, you
You will understand soon."
"Oh." I said in a low voice, half understanding.
"By the way, Yang Yang, who told you about the underground palace in Yanjing?" Grandpa suddenly asked.
"It's Rujun. She said that the ghosts of the Chen family have been investigating this underground palace under the arrangement of Chen Xuance. Now it seems that some clues have been discovered. It seems that there are several lines passing through the underground palace." I replied.
"If Ru Jun said it, then the credibility of this statement would be higher, but if it was said by Chen Xuance, then you must be careful." Grandpa said seriously, and in just a few words, the mystery was revealed.
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Grandpa continued: "The underground palace under this city was indeed designed and built by Yao Guangxiao. In fact, it is called Suolong City. His purpose is to lock up an extremely powerful person called the King of Dragons."
"I've also heard Rujun say this. It seems that Yin Ling has exceeded the limit and can he be immortal?" I asked quickly.
Grandpa chuckled softly and said nothing more: "So, Yang Yang, if it is not necessary, it is best not to enter the underground palace. You must know that there are many secrets in the underground palace. Yao Guangxiao's extraordinary ability back then,
That is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people like us."
It seems that Yao Guangxiao is indeed so powerful that even my grandfather admires him.
I quickly agreed to what Grandpa said, knowing that this sentence was very important. Thinking of this, I quickly confirmed my idea again: "By the way, Grandpa, how did Yao Guangxiao seal so many powerful ghosts into the underground palace?
Does he also have help similar to the eight great masters now? Is there any relationship between the Eight Immortals and Buddhas and Yao Guangxiao?"
Grandpa was silent for about half a minute and only replied to me with three words: "It does matter." Then he said nothing more.
I can probably realize that there is some important information in these three words grandpa, but for some reason, grandpa can't say any more.
"Okay, I understand, Grandpa." I whispered: "By the way, Grandpa, when will Da Huang come back to us?" At the end of the topic, I still focused on Da Huang.
"It's hard to say. In the short term, it will take a week or two, and in the long term, it will take another month or two." Grandpa said.
Grandpa never likes to talk too much, so sometimes it's almost as if he said something or not.
I hung up the phone and looked at the old cat smoking beside me, knowing that he was already very anxious.
I told Lao Mao what was on the phone. Lao Mao had a complicated expression on his face, scratched the back of his head and said, "The amount of information...is a bit big?"
I nodded and said, "But the good news is that Rhubarb is recovering very well, and you will soon be able to see a vigorous Rhubarb."
The old cat laughed dumbly: "Why do you want to use strips?"
Only then did I realize it, and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, there was a slip of the tongue..."
After that, Lao Mao and I went upstairs. After a night of tossing, we still needed to rest. When we got up the next day, Rujun told us that we had a date with Chen Xuance tonight.
I frowned and asked, "Is it related to those lines?"
Rujun nodded: "Yes, it is indeed related to those lines."