Fang Xing's eyes became extremely deep. This was not the person I knew. He had become a completely different person.
Tan Xuan is like a gray shadow next to her. I feel that the two of them are the best partners together.
I have never felt this way in the past. I just felt that Fang Xing was my partner and that we both belonged to the Antiques Investigation Bureau, so everyone would work together to complete the task.
Until now, the two of them appeared in front of me, no matter what they said or did, or even the smiles on their faces, they all had very complicated intentions.
"Ye Kai, what's wrong with you? It's like you don't know me. We are friends. This time we unite sincerely in the Snow Mountain and we will definitely be able to achieve the best results. Tan Xuan has been lurking here for a long time. He knows many secrets about Dulong.
Bingzhu Temple and the Lanke chess game are things you and I don’t know, so it seems interesting to hear what he has to say.”
Fang Xing casually handed over the topic to Tan Xuan. This middle-aged man seemed to be a born actor. He could get into the role in one second and talk eloquently to me.
Those kneeling people have become a background for the two of them, as unimportant as ants.
"Mr. Ye, the Lanke chess game really exists, and the game between gods is not a legend. Qin Chengpei and Eucommia came here just to follow those legends. They are very stubborn and feel that there must be secrets hidden in the Snowy Mountains. They have entered the temple more than once.
In the end, due to sincerity, gold and stone were opened. When the door to immortality opened, they received the greatest enlightenment when they walked in. To this day, I still feel that they are not the smartest people, nor the most capable and sharp.
People, but they are the most persistent and persistent group of people.”
I frowned because I had looked down on Eucommia ulmoides very much before. This person was short-sighted and only knew how to protect immediate interests. Even when he saw Qin Chengpei succeeding, he would do whatever it took to move forward and try to seize the fruits of victory in Qin Chengpei’s place.
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Such people are a scourge to society and should never exist, unlike Qin Chengpei.
Therefore, I cannot accept Tan Xuan's definition of the two of them.
"How can we open the door to immortality? When will the door to immortality appear in front of us?"
I cut right to the chase and asked these core questions.
Tan Xuan replied with a smile: "It's hard to be sure, because this is beyond human control. If Qin Chengpei is still alive, we may be most likely to know the truth if we ask him. Now we can only wait and wait for the Snow Mountain to give us a gift."
We are all experts, and no one can successfully extract the true situation from the other party, so the problem has become a deadlock. We can only stay in Dulong Bingzhu Temple and use time to unlock those secrets.
At my suggestion, we went back to our respective rooms to have a good rest without being disturbed by outsiders.
Those who were kneeling and worshiping dispersed automatically. Maybe they were just impulsive, and they knelt down to me under the leadership of twelve practitioners. When they woke up, they must have understood that I could not be greater than the practitioners in the temple. In their eyes,
Come, I would rather kneel down and worship those who chant sutras than fall at the feet of ordinary people.
I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, and the faces of Fang Xing and Tan Xuan were always floating in my mind. I must know what these two people represent? They are obviously Ma Lin's informants, but now they are separated from me,
Not for the Antiques Bureau at all.
In my hallucination, there are already signs of the destruction of the Snowy Mountains.
I can't imagine how much damage it will cause to other areas if the snow and ice melt and the mountains and rivers collapse in the third episode of the earth.
Scientists have calculated that if the thousands of years of ice on the snow-capped mountains melts, the sea level will rise significantly, and those offshore countries are likely to be submerged.
This is the end of mankind. After all, the Snow Mountains and the North and South Poles play an important role in regulating the earth's temperature. When they collapse first, the earth's temperature balance will be broken, and the human living environment must be re-divided, which will be troublesome.
It suddenly occurred to me that the Antique Investigation Bureau was completely wiped out. People like Tan Xuan would never sit still and wait for death. His taking orders from Marin was only temporary. When he knew more secrets, he would move towards the realm where rare goods are available for sale at a high price.
Many intelligence dealers in history were trained in this way. They used chance opportunities to obtain a large number of secrets, and then either wholesaled or retailed them, turning these secrets into a golden mountain. If Tan Xuan was such a person, he and Fang Xing were together.
, simply not worthy of trust.
In the haze, I suddenly heard a sound, which seemed to be the "pop" sound of chess pieces falling on the chessboard, but there was no one playing chess outside the house. The sound was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, coming from different directions, attracting people.
Hold my attention.
I got out of bed, walked out of the door, and stood in the quiet courtyard. It was two o'clock in the morning, everyone was asleep, and gentle snores kept coming from the surrounding rooms.
I followed the sound all the way back to the back wall of the yard, climbed over the back wall, and walked another twenty steps to reach a steep stone wall.
The stone wall blocked everything, and the scary thing was that the sound came from the stone wall, as if two people were playing chess inside.
It is impossible for a mortal to split the mountain. Even if I know there is someone inside, I can't split the snow-capped mountain into two. Perhaps at this time, the door to immortality mentioned by Tan Xuan is needed. Only when that door is opened can those who are destined to enter can enter and kneel down.
Under the sect of the gods, he finally became an immortal successfully.
I walked along the stone wall to the right and saw a Zen room with all the doors and windows open. Candles were lit on the table inside. I walked in. There were many scrolls hanging on the walls of the Zen room, and there were many characters on each of them.
Some scenes seem familiar...
I stood in front of the scrolls and observed carefully. One of them depicts the scene of floods submerging the snowy mountains. The sky and the earth are red. It can be interpreted that there is red blood rain in the sky and the ground has become a river of blood, so it is said that we live in this environment.
There is no way out, all we can do is move forward with all our strength.
There is only one peak rising suddenly in the picture, which has not yet been submerged in the torrent. What is even more coincidental is that there is a person on the top of the peak, with his arms spread out and his head upwards, as if he is praying to heaven.
I remember that I was in a hallucination at that time, and involuntarily raised my arms, shouting angrily to the non-existent God, asking him why he treated me like this?
In this case, it is a bit strange that this painting actually reproduces my embarrassment at that time.
Who on earth can draw such a painting? Has he penetrated deeply into my heart and stolen the secrets in my mind?
There is a painting next to it, which depicts a forest. There are hundreds of big trees in the forest, and there is a person tied to the trunk of each tree. These people have become one with the big trees, as I saw
Like Qin Chengpei, their backs were close to the big tree, and the branches of the big tree entangled them and entered their bodies. In short, it was not just people who conquered the big tree, but the big tree also trapped people.
The number of these half-human, half-tree monsters has increased infinitely. Every big tree produces a monster, and eventually there will be thousands or tens of thousands, and the human world will completely collapse.
If this is the reality, it is the most correct way to operate on the entire forest like Qin Chengpei did. Ordinary people only think about protecting the forest and think that the forest is the lifeblood of human survival. That is completely wrong. The relationship between people and the forest is quite subtle and impossible.
Even if the road goes dark, it is impossible for one party to eliminate the other. Only harmonious and peaceful coexistence is the greatest blessing in this world.
In the next painting, a person is standing in front of the chessboard, and there are people sitting on the left and right playing chess.
Opposite this man, a woman with sleeves covering her facial features was also watching chess.
This is of course the situation when Qin Chengpei encountered the Lanke chess game. That woman was the fairy sister. It turned out that all this was not fabricated. Eucommia ulmoides did not lie. When they saw the Lanke chess game, they also saw the fairy sister.
At the moment, they are confused about what they have done. If they see these scrolls, they will be convinced that there is nothing wrong in what they have done, but there is a behind-the-scenes hand controlling everything, covering up everything that should be seen.
stand up.
Among so many scrolls, each one tells a story, some I saw and some I didn't know, but I believe everything really happened, even including the flooding of the snow-capped mountains.
Standing here, I feel panic and a heavy responsibility on my shoulders. The Antique Investigation Bureau has disappeared, but as an investigator, I have not disappeared. I must uncover the secrets, let the illegals show their true colors, and finally bring them to justice.
In law.
I was immersed in these scrolls, and every time I read a story, I felt shocked. In one of the paintings, the tree was completely transformed into a spirit, with a child wearing a red bellyband hanging on each branch, just like the legendary ginseng.
Like a doll.
In the memory of many people, the ginseng doll is just a legend, but when he appeared on the scroll, I didn't dare to underestimate it and could no longer believe what I said before.
The last scroll shows a chess game. Hundreds of people are standing on both sides of the chess board. One side is wearing black clothes and the other side is wearing white clothes. The chess pieces on the chess board are crisscrossed. Black has the upper hand and will soon be defeated.
Eliminating the white chess pieces is the essence of the Lanke chess game. The violent side will destroy the peaceful side and eventually rule the world.
Both groups are armed with weapons. It seems that after the chess game is played, the abnormal events will unfold immediately. They will not obey the arrangements of the chess game at all. They will definitely fight to the death and fight to the end.
I suddenly felt an unusual headache. I had read so many scrolls, but I didn’t know how to solve the crisis? I just saw endless superficial phenomena.
Those world-class wise men in the past may be like me. They saw but could not solve them, so they could only give up and leave these problems to future generations. No one could have imagined that the Snowy Mountains have accumulated so many problems, each of which is a century-old puzzle.
How much of the mystery can we solve with our wisdom and exhaustion of our lives?
With a "bang", I heard the sound of two stone doors being pushed open. I turned around suddenly and found that two doors were opened on the steep stone wall. Light came from inside, and the sound of chess pieces falling was heard again -
Without hesitation, I immediately rushed through the two doors and ran towards where the light came from.
When I turned seven or eight turns and advanced about two kilometers, I saw a large stone room with a chessboard inside, and two people in ancient costumes were playing chess.
Of course, they didn't make any moves, they just made a posture like playing chess. The man in white clothes held a chess piece in his right hand and stopped in mid-air without falling for a long time.
I remembered that in my hallucination, the black chess piece killed the white chess piece, and the player vomited blood and fell down. I am afraid that the scene I saw at that time is reproduced now.
This is not a hallucination, but something that really happened. I broke into the Gate of Immortality to see all this. It is really a great honor.