"It is said that Zhuge Liang Wuzhangyuan cast a spell to extend his life and lit ninety-nine and eighty-one longevity lamps. As long as the eighty-one longevity lamps can remain unburned for seven days, he can live for a hundred years. But on the last day, Wei Yan came unexpectedly
After entering the camp, a longevity lamp was blown out, and Zhuge Liang sat cross-legged in the middle and gushed out a mouthful of blood and died!"
The crowd burst into groans and stood in front of Zhuge Lu, listening to the tour guide introducing the legendary stories about Zhuge Liang's life. Everyone could not help but sigh again that God was jealous of Yingjie and cursed Wei Yan.
However, there was a trace of disapproval on the face of a handsome young man in the crowd. He was a senior history student at NC University. He knew Zhuge Liang's deeds in detail. Not to mention the absurdity of the theory of life extension.
The tour guide’s introduction was also full of confusion.
On the Wuzhang Plain, Zhuge Liang looked up at the astronomy and was shocked. The three stars in the sky were twice as bright as the guest star, and the main star was dim. He knew that his fate was at stake. He told Jiang Wei: I am familiar with the art of praying for disaster, but I don't know what God's will is. Can you?
Forty-nine soldiers were led, each holding a soap flag and wearing soap clothes, and surrounded the outside of the tent. I prayed to the Big Dipper from inside the tent. If the main lamp does not go out for seven days, my life will be increased by one year; if the lamp goes out, I will die.
also.
This is the description of Zhuge Liang's life extension in the novel, so the young man laughed at the tour guide's nonsense. He actually said that the number of seventy-seven was eighty-one. The novel mentioned that Sima Yi observed the sky and knew that Zhuge was seriously ill.
He raised his troops to test, but Wei Yan panicked and rushed into the tent, extinguishing the main lamp. Zhuge abandoned his sword and sighed: "Death and life have a destiny, you can't get it and escape!"
Afterwards, Zhuge made arrangements for his funeral, but still had a battle of wits and courage with Sima Yi before he died.
"However, Zhuge Liang's life extension is just a story from a novel. What this tour guide said is also absurd, so what's the difference!"
Qin Yu laughed at himself, he was just here to relax this time, why bother with all this. He gathered his thoughts and followed the crowd into Zhuge Lu.
Zhuge Lu covers an area of about 120,000 square meters, with 155 halls and pavilions, archways, immortal bridges, mountain gates, large worship halls, thatched cottages, etc., arranged on the central axis. The buildings on both sides include Zhuge Well, stele gallery, and ancient cypress pavilion.
, Yeyun Temple, reading desk, etc.
There are a large number of plaques inside, and the steles preserve the famous verses of famous people at home and abroad, both ancient and modern. Yue Fei's "Execution of the Master" and Li Dongyang's "Rebuilding the Temple of Marquis Zhuge Wu" in the Ming Dynasty are all highly praised by later generations of literati who love calligraphy.
"Died before leaving the army, which makes the hero burst into tears!"
Qin Yu looked at the poems and articles of famous people in the past, and couldn't help but sigh, maybe it was because Zhuge Liang died of illness with full of regrets that Mr. Luo Guanzhong wrote the words of Zhuge Liang in Wuzhangyuan to extend his life.
While admiring the calligraphy of these celebrities along the way, Qin Yu unknowingly reached the depths of the monument, where the sound of water flowed and a pavilion stood. In the pavilion, an old man with white hair and a middle-aged man were making tea and talking.
"Yue Wen, what do you think about this young man's face?"
The white-haired old man saw Qin Yu's figure and asked the middle-aged man opposite him softly.
When the middle-aged man heard this, he stared for a while, pondered a little, and then said:
"Mr. Ren, this person has a mediocre face, no ups and downs, and is destined to live an ordinary life. His complexion is dark, the tip of his nose is red, and his heart is tangled. There must be something wrong with him emotionally."
Qin Yu couldn't hear the conversation between the two, otherwise he would have exclaimed in surprise. Whether the first half of the middle-aged man's sentence was true or not cannot be verified, but the second half was absolutely correct.
This time I went on a trip because I was upset because of emotional matters, so I decided to take a break.
"Haha, Yue Wen, your physiognomy is getting more and more mature. It won't be long before you surpass me!"
"Mr. Ren praised me very much, but Yue's literature is shallow. Please give me some pointers to see if there are any mistakes!"
In front of this old man, the middle-aged man did not dare to speak up and spoke respectfully.
The white-haired old man glanced at Qin Yu with his wise eyes and asked:
"In Vietnamese, do you still remember the general outline of the art of physiognomy?"
“You can’t judge a person by his appearance!”
"Yes, people cannot be judged by their appearance. This ancient proverb is the general outline of my lineage of physiognomy. But since people cannot be judged by their appearance, how can there be a saying about physiognomy? Isn't it self-contradictory?"
"The Vietnamese believe that people cannot be judged by their appearance, which means that a person cannot be judged by his appearance. Historical records: The Yellow Emperor was as majestic as a dragon, Emperor Shun's eyebrows had eight colors, Emperor Shun's eyes had double pupils, and King Wen of Zhou had four pupils.
Yu's ears had three big holes, Duke Zhou's back was curved, and Confucius' head was sunken in the middle. These ancient saints had strange appearances, some were even ugly, but they were all admired by thousands of people in later generations."
The middle-aged man paused and continued: "Therefore, people should not be judged by their appearance. It tells us not to judge a person's status, safety, good or bad luck based on his ugly appearance."
"Yes, what you said is exactly what the seniors in the physiognomy lineage want to warn our future generations, but you still said less."
The old man stroked his beard and said: "Before Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, he was just a beggar. He had a convex and thin face. He suffered from smallpox and survived, and his face was full of pockmarks. He was just like an ordinary beggar. Until he started to attack the Yuan Dynasty, he became increasingly thin and thin, and his forehead bones
Prominent, when you achieve the position of emperor, your chin (chin) will be majestic and majestic, far beyond ordinary people, and will be called the appearance of an emperor by future generations!"
"A person's appearance is not static. It is affected by acquired factors and opportunities. Therefore, the founder warned us that "people should not be judged by appearance". We can tell people, but not their fate!"
The old man pointed at Qin Yu again and said: "The theory of fate is inherently mysterious. Look at this young man, he seems to have an unattractive appearance, but if you look closely at his auxiliary bones."
"This person's auxiliary bones are unremarkable. There is no sign of being bright and shiny. Instead, he is dull and obscure. This is a sign that everything is not going well!"
The middle-aged man asked doubtfully. As a master of physiognomy, he had seen Qin Yu thoroughly at the first sight when he came in.
The lineage of physiognomy pays attention to the left ear when seven years old, the right ear when eight to fourteen years old, the forehead when fifteen years old, the sky when sixteen years old, the moon angle on the seventeenth and eighteenth days, and the auxiliary bones when in the early twenties.
"What you see is only the surface, but you fail to look forward to it."
"Wangqi?"
The middle-aged man was shocked by the old man's words. Regardless of being rude, he hurriedly asked:
"Mr. Ren, have you reached the state of Wangqi?"
"After ten years of enlightenment in Zhuge Lu, I entered the realm of Wangqi not long ago! It's just... ah"
There was a hint of pride in the old man's voice, but more of it was regret.
"It's really gratifying, Mr. Ren, that you have entered the realm of Wangqi. Looking at my lineage of physiognomy, no one has been able to reach this realm for many years."
Even the middle-aged man spoke with envy at this moment.
The art of physiognomy originally focuses on fortune telling and qi reading. Physiognomy refers to facial features, while qi refers to a person’s destiny. Only the combination of physiognomy and qi reading is the real physiognomy. However, in the past hundred years, physiognomy has declined and its talents have withered.
, no one can enter the realm of Wangqi again.
"The destiny of a person is indeed very mysterious. I have only scratched the surface. Although this young man has a gloomy face, he has a lot of popularity surrounding his bones. It is obvious that he will have a good fortune."
Qin Yu didn't notice that he was being discussed by the other two people at all. He was a history student and also liked calligraphy. When he saw the handwriting copied by these celebrities, some were vigorous and powerful, or some were dancing like dragons and phoenixes, he looked at them while walking.
I was so fascinated that I didn't realize that the sky was getting darker.
"Hey! What is this?"
Qin Yu suddenly discovered that there were only two simple characters "Bagua" engraved on a stone tablet in front of him.
Qin Yu was not surprised to find something related to "Bagua" in Zhugelu. Historically, Zhuge Liang's Bagua array and Bagua diagram were both famous. What Qin Yu was surprised about was why this stone tablet only had the word "Bagua" and no other words.
other.
If Qin Yuren were in mid-air, he would find that the position he was in at the moment was the center of the entire stone tablet garden. With the stone tablet in front of him with the Eight Diagrams inscribed as the center, the surrounding tablets were dotted with stars, and there was a faint hidden secret of the mechanism.
.
Qin Yu touched the stone tablet with both hands. He was curious about this special stone tablet. He touched the two simple characters with his index finger, and suddenly a breath of vicissitudes of life came to his face. Then there seemed to be a lot of information coming through the stone tablet.
All of them were transmitted to Qin Yu's mind.
Qin Yu was like a running computer at the moment. Due to the influx of so much information, he was overwhelmed and passed out.
And at the moment when he was unconscious, the ancient stone tablet shone so brightly that it penetrated the sky and pointed to a certain star in the distance. However, such a huge light beam did not attract the attention of other people in Zhuge Lu, and they seemed not to notice it.
With the pulling of the light beam, the stars gradually moved to the sky above Qin Yu, and a strange light shone on his body. Some inscriptions floated into his body in the light, and continued...
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After a long time, the entire world fell into darkness. Dim landscape lights lit up. A young man slowly stood up from the ground and rubbed his brain. It was as if there had just been an explosion and it was extremely painful.
"Zhuge Neijing?"
After his mind returned to clarity, Qin Yu suddenly discovered that there was an extra scripture in his mind. His expression became nervous. There was an extra scripture in his mind for no apparent reason. It was good that he was not frightened. He read attentively.
With the scriptures in his mind, Qin Yu's expression gradually became clear, until finally his eyes flickered with an inexplicable look.
"Is this Mr. Wolong's inheritance?"
After reading the Zhuge Neijing, Qin Yu's expression became excited and his eyes sparkled.
This sutra was actually written by Zhuge Liang during his lifetime. It is divided into two parts, the upper and lower parts. It records what Zhuge Liang has learned throughout his life. However, Qin Yu obtained the upper part, which mainly involves metaphysics and the art of geomantic omen. In other words, it is the theory of Feng Shui.
It is mentioned in the book that Zhuge Liang's Bagua array was researched based on Feng Shui directions, and even the Beidou method of renewing one's life also falls within the category of metaphysics. If Qin Yu saw this book at a bookseller's stall, it must have been
He scoffed, but the fact that the sutra appeared in his mind showed how magical the book was. Although the things recorded in the book were mysterious and mysterious, it was nothing compared to the inexplicable appearance of the sutra in his mind.
As a college student in the history department, Qin Yu still has a little understanding of the ancient research on Feng Shui. To say that Feng Shui is a purely fictitious thing, it will not be passed down from ancient times to the present. It is reasonable to exist, and it is an eternal fact.
truth.
There were few people here at the moment, it was night again, and there were only a few street lamps emitting soft light. Qin Yu was not in a hurry to leave, so he simply sat down cross-legged beside the monument and carefully read the Zhuge Neijing in his mind.
It was deep and quiet here. Under the light, Qin Yu crossed his legs and closed his eyes, motionless. From time to time, his eyes opened, a bright light flashed, and then closed again. The young man's figure was stretched by the street lamp, and time gradually passed.
The temperature also gradually dropped, but Qin Yu didn't notice it at all, seeming to be in a certain state of silence... (To be continued)