There were no ghosts or gods in the dream, but it seemed even more bizarre. He dreamed that he was carving words on a large cauldron with a knife in an unknown space. Everything seemed so natural, as if he had really done it before.
This was normal, and he didn't know how long it had been before he started writing. When he was looking at the tripod, he couldn't read the words clearly.
The illusory space suddenly shot out countless fonts, including modern characters, space characters, and various ancient characters. Not to mention the combination, even if they were separated, he could only recognize a little bit. These characters kept circling and flying, and finally they pounced on them.
The blurry tripod finally turned into four big characters: "I will obey my destiny!"
"Boom!" The cauldron suddenly exploded, blowing everything into nothingness.
"Huh!" Zhang Heng woke up from his dream and smiled bitterly. He said that he thought about things every day and dreamed about things at night. It seemed that he was too tired to read the text, so he actually had such a strange dream.
"Eh!" With a soft eh, Zhang Heng looked at the driver in front of him in astonishment. A compass was automatically simulated in his mind, with 22 characters for the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches appearing on it. The combinations were constantly changing, and there were many numbers.
Ordinarily this is unreasonable at all. Arabic numerals were first invented by Indians and later spread to
Europe, and then Europeans modernized it. Around the 13th to 14th centuries, because there was a kind of number in ancient my country called "chips", Arabic numerals were used because it was more convenient to write. However, there was no timely introduction in our country at that time. Promotion and application, it was not until the last world that it was gradually widely used.
Moreover, the ancient Indians only invented numbers in the 3rd century AD. No matter how they are calculated, they cannot be connected with the Bagua diagram of the ancient Chinese compass.
But he is a modern person, and the things in his mind naturally include modern things. That's all, the key is that the needle on the compass suddenly pointed to the number 73.
What does this represent? As I thought about it, the pattern in my mind gradually became clear, but then became blurry. In the end, the compass turned into a large bell and tripod, a round tripod instead of a square tripod, with countless flowers, birds and auspicious flowers carved on it.
The beast looks like a big world, with a halo of stars surrounding the bell.
It becomes even more mysterious as it goes around it. Everything is extremely clear. He has seen some beasts that appeared in space, and there are also some modern beasts. However, he does not recognize all the characters, but it can be said that he knows them all, because they are
Those 108 ancient characters, now even the numbers have disappeared.
"Dang!" Suddenly a crisp bell rang out. The sound was so penetrating that it made him feel cold from head to toe. He couldn't help but shiver. Instead of feeling uncomfortable, his whole body felt comfortable.
A strange scene happened. The big bell and the stars in the sky were swallowed up by blackness, and disappeared into the depths of his consciousness, as if in chaos, but he could see a vague shape. That was this shape.
He was horrified because deep in his consciousness was a stone statue with the head of a human and the body of a dragon. Sitting there in the cross-legged position with his eyes slightly closed...
"This is actually the ego. My ego is actually a big ancient bell!" Zhang Heng murmured. He didn't know why he thought this. It was completely instinctive. Why did his ego have such a strong personality?
What about a bell? And there are 108 ancient characters engraved on it. These characters are obviously modern, and he doesn't recognize them at all.
"That's all, whether you are egotistical or not caused by my negative emotions, from now on just be obedient. I will kill you one day. Well, it's a bit unpleasant to call Da Zhong Ding. From now on, I will kill you."
Let’s call you Chaos Clock. It is born from the sea of chaotic consciousness and returns to nothingness in chaos. Wait, Chaos Clock? Where have you heard of this name?” After a while, Zhang Heng stopped thinking about it, so as not to think of modern times.
The things I put in made me confused again.
Looking out the window, even at midnight, the city is brightly lit. Although there are not many pedestrians on the road, there are more passing vehicles, especially large vehicles. These trucks are speeding away loaded with goods, and there are a few
Obviously, if it were daytime, these trucks would not be able to enter the third ring city area, plus they are overloaded
Seriously, it is easy to be fined by the traffic police in the outskirts of the city. A truck driver in the village told a short story, saying that he could earn 700 yuan for a trip, but ended up spending 200 yuan on tolls, meals and travel, and then paid back
There is a fixed fine of 200 yuan, so after two days and one night, there is only a profit of 300 yuan left.
So despite the fact that these trucks are running very fast, they will probably still be fined. It’s just not as serious as the hard and fast rules. I smiled. Each walk has its own rules. Ordinary people can only work hard to adapt and get along.
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Turning his head, his mind moved, and the chaos clock in his mind actually shot out a number "seventy-two". Zhang Heng frowned, what does this seventy-two represent?
Suddenly, surprise appeared on his face. This number would only appear when he saw the driver. If he moved his eyes away, the number would be visible. The Chaos Clock was not under his control at all and was running completely on its own. No, it was not.
Maybe it's the ego that's controlling it. It's him who has the headache, but it's relatively independent, something that an ordinary person can't understand at all.
When the airport arrived, Zhang Heng asked the driver to stop at the intersection because he saw Ying Long and his group, and a number similar to the number of people popped up in his mind. When he looked at Ying Long, a number ninety-three popped up, and the other numbers were different, with the lowest number popping up.
They are only forty-three, and the number is naturally greater than the original age of these people.
"Could it be that these numbers represent lifespan?" Zhang Heng thought in shock. Regardless of everyone's surprise, he quickly ran to the reflector. His own image was in the mirror. Looking at himself in the mirror, the Chaos Clock showed no reaction.
It won't work, even if this number represents the life span, I can't see my own.
It seems that people should not be greedy for too much. This did not affect his mood. At this time, he was like a curious baby and began to experiment with numbers on many people. However, there was no way to confirm that this number represented life expectancy.
The test is very simple, just go to the intensive care unit of the hospital and do some research and you will know.
But even if he was impatient now, he couldn't rush to the hospital because the flight for Yinglong's wife and daughter was about to arrive in ten minutes, and the anxious Yinglong was expecting him to support the scene.
I simply walked to the wooden chair on the side of the road and walked down. I closed my eyes and entered the space. Then I experimented in the space and got a number that is still common sense. But if this number represents lifespan, in
The space is not enlarged.
Spring Witch is 89, Su Xiu is 85, Su Hong is 83, Dazhu is 90, Big Beard is 80, Cuckoo is 75, Yun is 64, Old Doctor is 86, and Qin Shou's number is actually 134, which shocked Zhang Heng.
In the entire tribe, there were not even a thousand but eight hundred people. Except for Qin Shou, whose number was over a hundred, the rest were only around ninety.
He can only see the number of people, not beasts and other non-human species, nor can monkeys and apes. If this represents lifespan, he doesn't know how to calculate it. For example, he doesn't know that Spring Witch is already alive.
How old you are, naturally you can't calculate how much life you have left. He shook his head and ignored this problem for the time being.
Zhang Heng called all the wizards to the hall, and then spent a lot of time asking the wizards to help him draw the chaos clock in his mind. Although the chaos clock has been hidden deep in his consciousness, it is not possible for him, or even
Maybe it's just his mental fantasy and doesn't exist at all
But he could clearly imagine the appearance, so he simply drew it. Let the wizards arrange to cast a big bell like this, and then put the bell in the temple. Next to his stone statue, he accepted the worship of the primitive people.
, Strictly speaking, he was superstitious about this matter.
As soon as he left the hall, the old doctor came up to him and said, "Wang, what are you doing?"
Zhang Heng did not answer, but asked: "Do you know the Chaos Clock?"
Unexpectedly, the old doctor casually said: "You know, according to myths and legends, the Chaos Bell, the treasure of Emperor Taiyi of the Middle East, was transformed from the ax of the Sky-Opening Axe of the Great God Pangu. The Great God Pangu controlled this bell to suppress the Hongmeng world. It has both offense and defense. Once it is used: attack
It can shake the sound waves of the heavens and suppress the boundless Hongmeng world. It can release the Hongmeng Qi shield, hanging above the head, making it invincible.
It is one of the three great innate treasures of Kaitian, the top magic weapon in myths and legends. The other two great innate treasures are Laozi’s Tai Chi Diagram, which can calm down the earth, water, fire and wind, and is very defensive; and the Pangu Banner of Yuanshi Tianzun,
It is very offensive and can shatter all voids. The Chaos Bell has both offense and defense, and is considered the strongest among the three treasures.
Later, after the fall of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Chaos Bell was obtained by the Tongtian Cult and used to suppress the Hongmeng world. There are many versions. For example, there is also a legend that the Chaos Bell disappeared after the fall of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the Tongtian Cult did not obtain it. Myths are just myths after all.
Seriously, just listen to it as a story. Wang, why do you ask these questions?"
Zhang Hengxin said, I only asked about the Chaos Clock. It was you who talked a lot, but also asked about some things about Donghuang Taiyi. Regarding myths and legends, besides passively receiving them through TV, etc.
Come on, the information I checked on the Internet before was very scattered. Now the old doctor Yi Tonghai said that although the versions are changeable, it also gave him a psychological impression.
"You are saying that Donghuang Taiyi is an ancient god. He is the highest god in Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs". There are currently different opinions. Some say it is "Star"; some say it is "Taiyi"; some say it is "God of War"
;have
Some say it is "Fuxi"; some say it is "Spring God", there is no generally accepted answer, and Donghuang Taiyi does not have an elder brother named Di Jun, so the two are actually not directly related." Zhang Heng asked doubtfully.
The old doctor nodded and said: "Yes, Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun are different gods believed by various ethnic groups. For example, Donghuang Taiyi is the main god believed by the Yin and Yang family, but the Yin and Yang family does not believe in Di Jun. The two have only one thing in common.
Yes, according to legend, they all have something to do with the sun. Wang, do you want to know more about it today?"
Zhang Heng smiled and said, "It's okay, I just think the title Donghuang Taiyi is more popular, haha. Okay, I have something else to do and I'll get busy first. You should worry more about things in the tribe."
I was planning to leave here, but suddenly I added another sentence: "By the way, I calculated that your life span is 86 years old, and you still have about 15 years to live!"
As soon as the words fell, he dissipated and returned to reality. There was already a stone statue in the temple, so there was no need for him to leave the stone statue in the space. He directly withdrew all his consciousness into reality. This was also to make his consciousness more solid.
To prevent your ego from running out and taking over your consciousness.
The old doctor was stunned for a while and couldn't figure it out. He muttered: "When did the Sun King change his fortune telling?"
When Zhang Heng opened his eyes, the flight had arrived. After getting off the plane, he had to take an on-site bus. It was just the right time to go there. Zhang Yong had asked the ple over there to escort him, so he didn't have to worry about not seeing anyone. But
You can't delay any longer and ask everyone to come together.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Heng met Ying Long's wife and daughter. He had seen photos before. But those were from a few years ago. Compared with now, both mother and daughter seemed less energetic. They probably have been less energetic in the past few years.
Bear the hardships, the life of working in other places is not easy, especially if you don't have a plan.
What surprised him was that although Ying Long's wife's number was 75, his daughter Ying Xiaoli's number was only 25. From the ID card, Ying Xiaoli was already 24 today. If these numbers represent life span, it doesn't mean that
Ying Xiaoli only has one year left to live, but Yinglong has a full life span of 93 years. Do you want a white-haired person to give a black-haired person!
These are just his personal guesses, which he has not said out loud. First of all, he needs to confirm what this number is. Maybe he is just bothering himself and this number means nothing.
By the time Zhang Heng came to his senses, Yinglong's family of three had already spent the most exciting moment. Because Zhang Heng was worried, he didn't delay for too long. He just briefly explained Yinglong's current situation and waited until they left the airport.
We parted ways.
This made Ying Long a little surprised. The Sun King didn't come this time, and he didn't help in any way, but he didn't blame him. Instead, he saw that the Sun King seemed to be troubled by something.
Naturally, Zhang Heng didn't have much explanation, so he called the female doctor overnight. Then he asked the driver to take him directly to Huanan Hospital. As for Mr. Tang, there was no need to explain.
Urgent. The night is still long. Maybe the old man won't be able to bear it anymore and goes to sleep. Then there is no need to go there.
So far this is just a good wish. If he really doesn't need to go there, then Hall Master Zhu will definitely give him a call immediately to explain.
The car was on the road, and there was no conversation all the way. Zhang Heng pondered over his thoughts. Rationally speaking, he shouldn't believe such a bizarre thing as being able to tell a person's life span, but if it was true, he thought it was interesting. Young people are more curious after all.
He is also more receptive to new things. He can even accept things like space. Now his extra lifespan is nothing.
There was also the matter of the Chaos Clock. I thought about it for a moment and put it aside. It was just a name. Even if Donghuang Taiyi’s magical weapon was the Chaos Clock, what relationship could he have with an ancient mythological figure? I couldn’t think too much about it.
It just adds to worries.
Thinking was like daydreaming, time flew by quickly, and when the driver reminded him, he had already arrived at the entrance of the hospital, and the female doctor was already waiting there happily.
"Wang, why did you come to the hospital so late?" the female doctor asked curiously. The two had only met in the afternoon and had just discussed the evolution of monkeys. What else could be going on this late at night.
It was already one o'clock in the morning, and most of the night owls had already gone to bed. Besides, tomorrow was not a weekend, so the night would be even quieter.
"Let's talk when we go in!" Zhang Heng smiled and did not explain.
An hour later, he leaned back on the chair with a strange expression. If nothing else, these numbers really represent life span. The life span of a female doctor is eighty, which is not low. In the village, people usually live around sixty years old.
They will prepare a coffin for themselves in advance, which means that the villagers think it is good if they live over sixty years old. Of course, everyone hopes that they can live longer.
"Wang, are you here?" The female doctor was confused. She couldn't figure out why the Sun King suddenly came to the hospital in the middle of the night. Then he saw many seriously ill people and asked about their medical records. But he only asked about the ages of these patients, which made her
I don't understand.
Zhang Heng thought for a while and simply told the whole story, with reservations of course. Even so, the female doctor's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.
"You mean, you can tell people's lifespan now. Let's see how long I can live. To tell the truth." The female doctor asked nervously, but it was mostly a joke, and now
Think he is joking.
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Exactly eighty years old."
"It's not bad. Eighty years old is enough, and you will be very ugly when you get older." The female doctor said a little open-mindedly, but if it were the real situation, she probably wouldn't think so. Eighty years old is not enough, as long as she can
There are countless people in this world who are willing to pay the price to increase their life span. Even if young people are not willing to do so, they will be afraid of death when they get old. Especially those who cannot let go of everything they have now, naturally they do not want to die. Being unable to let go does not refer to money and status.
, everyone can find an excuse to live longer.
Zhang Heng smiled again and said goodbye. Master Zhu didn't call, which meant that the research there was still going on, and it was really hard for him to run away halfway.
The female doctor also wanted to go home. It was a convenient way, so she got into a car. When she was almost there, the female doctor couldn't help but asked: "Wang, what you just said is not true, is it?"
"What do you think?" Zhang Heng asked.
There is no answer. Even now, he cannot guarantee that it is 100% accurate, and he himself does not really believe in the theory of life span. If a person determines the life span from birth, is there any meaning in life? In his opinion
Even if there is destiny, it is changeable and will change with the environment. Otherwise, there is no such thing as changing destiny against the will of heaven. Since it can be changed, then destiny is not fixed.
He believes in the theory of cause and effect more than destiny, because it can be explained. If you do good things, you should be rewarded, and if you do bad things, you should be punished. He smiled, and Buddhist things are indeed very systematic and more comprehensive.
Dialectical theory, even if it is a vague statement, has logic to be found. It is no wonder that Buddhism is overwhelming Taoism in its rise.
Taoism has always been a Chinese thing, but Buddhism has followers all over the world. It is not said who is better, Buddhism or Taoism, it just depends on the current environment.
It was daybreak. Zhang Heng stretched out, but in the middle of the night he couldn't help but fall asleep. As a result, Tang Chunlin and the other two really spent the whole night searching the classics.
This made Zhang Heng very embarrassed. He also expressed respect for the old man's spirit. Perhaps it was only this kind of performance that gave the old man a master-level status. Yang Donglai and Zhu Jiuben were just studying with the prince, and they couldn't take it seriously.
After thinking for a while, he simply said out loud: "Mr. Tang, I suddenly had an idea!"
"Haha, let me tell you, after thinking hard for a few hours, I will definitely gain something." The old man said with a smile.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but blush. He was thinking hard. He was sleeping soundly, and he didn't even dream. It was dawn when he woke up. It felt very good to sleep on the solid wood floor on a hot day.
"Yes, I thought about it all night and finally came up with an idea. Mr. Tang, is the bell and tripod you discovered still there?" Zhang Heng asked.
The old man shook his head, "It is still there, but it has been put into the museum and is not open to the public. Although the clock is still well preserved, it is also severely corroded and cannot be easily moved. There are no other engravings on it.
These 108 characters, that’s why I thought it was strange at first, and this research took many years.”
Zhang Heng actually wanted the old man to withdraw from research. If he collapsed from exhaustion, he would be guilty of a crime, so he said: "Mr. Tang, let's think about it differently. Since we can't understand the specific meaning from the text for the time being,
So can we find clues through the sound?"
"Through the sound? What sound?" The old man was stunned.
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Didn't you ring the bell for me when I came here? I think I can imitate an ancient bell and try ringing it to hear the sound and see if I can get anything. You
Imagine that that ancient bell was built in ancient times. It certainly couldn't be used just as a decoration. The function of the bell is naturally to strike, listen to the bell, and let the mind return to that period. Maybe you can get unexpected gains? Anyway,
Now we have no other good solution."
"Wonderful, my little friend's words are very good. I never thought of such a simple truth before." The old man was overjoyed and obviously accepted this suggestion.
Zhang Heng is already used to being weird. It seems that the old man has never refuted what he said so far. Well, it's not that there is nothing, but that is because of his choice of department and has nothing to do with the study of ancient characters.
"Haha, I don't have much research on ancient Chinese characters, so I just thought of some crooked tricks." Zhang Heng said modestly.
In the end, Yang Donglai said: "Zhang Xiaoyou, don't underestimate yourself. Your talent determines that your thinking will be different from ordinary people. It is easier for you to see things at their source. We only think about how to study and explain, but you know how to trace back
If the source is clear, then the answer will come out, so why bother looking up the results based on history?"
Zhang Heng repeatedly said that he did not dare, but he accepted it calmly in his heart and praised: "As expected, he is the president of the university. He is knowledgeable. You can see at a glance that his talent is amazing." He is a bit narcissistic, haha.
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With the suggestion, Tang Chunlin quickly ran away with the information he had summarized, and rushed back to Yanjing. He was going to the museum to take pictures, and then arranged to imitate the ancient bell and tripod. No one else could help with this, and without his face, others would not be able to see it.
To the ancient clock.
Zhang Heng is actually a little selfish. He also wants to see what the bell looks like. Will it be the same as the chaos clock in his mind?
Then Yang Donglai also got in the car and left. Before leaving, he gave him a business card and told him to go directly to the school to register when the time came. The admission notice would be picked up directly from his office when the time came, eliminating the need for a trip in the middle.
Zhang Heng naturally agreed happily. At this moment, his phone rang. It was Gemma calling. The foreign teacher he invited had arrived. Zhang Heng hurried to his family. His sister's studies were currently the top priority and had been delayed.
I haven’t studied in so many years, so I can’t wait any longer! (To be continued...)