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"Your Zhuge family built this place?" Looking at the decorations around, Zhou Yi'an was very surprised.

The classics room of Zhuge's family is different from other places. It is a big hole carved out of Shibi Mountain, and a special method is used to keep it dry. At the same time, there are many small holes for storage. There are all kinds of things, and there are various numbers on the wooden board next to it, many Jiang Chen can't understand what it means.

"That's right, all of them are made by hand. The wooden plaques here are actually sequences. According to a sequence compiled by our Zhuge family, it represents the information of all parties." Zhuge Shisan explained.

"But now that the technology is so advanced, wouldn't it be better to save all these things in the computer? It still needs to cost so much, think about the time it takes to maintain this place every year, right?" Zhuo Bufan reached out and touched the stone wall, The temperature above was just right, neither hot nor cold, nor humid. Obviously, someone came here to clean it up.

"The computer is indeed convenient, but it is not suitable for people like us. Some things and some information cannot and cannot be put into the computer, because it is too unsafe. To put it bluntly, a lot of information in it can be taken out Going there will make those so-called historians smash their heads, and may even subvert people's three views." Zhuge Shisan said.

Jiang Chen reached out his hand to touch the wooden sign, and found that it was also specially made, with a very unique mark on it.

"Which one should we take?" Jiang Chen asked looking at the wooden boards all over the wall. After all, they didn't come in for a visit, but came to find information about the tomb, about the thirteen stations of the underworld, and Zhuge Wuhou's memorial ceremony Things related to Yin soldiers.

"Here, come with me." Zhuge Shisan took one, then walked directly to the corresponding place, checked the numbers, and put the wooden sign into the small hole.

Originally thought that there would be materials or classics sent out from that small hole, but in the next scene, Jiang Chen was a little confused.

With a flash in front of them, the space they were in actually changed, and the layout of the surroundings also changed at the same time.

A table, a chair, and an oil lamp.

The stone bookshelf next to it was full of books, densely packed, it made Jiang Chen's eyes dazzled.

Not only books, but also silk, bamboo slips and wooden slips.

"The big change?"

"No, this should be the gossip formation. I really didn't expect that there is such a formation here. It seems that your Zhuge family attaches great importance to these things." Zhou Yi'an said in surprise.

"Fortunately, after all, these things are wealth. My Zhuge family has survived for so long, not only because of a good ancestor, but also because later generations like to collect all kinds of information, so that they can keep pace with the times, and at the same time Was eliminated by the world, right? I’m really not bragging. Our Zhuge family has collected all the languages ​​and characters in the world, and even all kinds of teaching materials, reports, and useful documents are all here.” Zhuge Shisan said proudly with.

"It's really amazing." Zhuo Bufan admired this point very much, not to mention anything else, just saying that the other party can continue to learn, it is not comparable to Dingmen, Dingmen is making progress, but it is being forced However, the Zhuge family is different, but takes the initiative to absorb, and there is a big difference in this.

"There are so many, when will we see them?" Jiang Chen sighed, he picked up a copy, and found that the fonts on it were different, and Jiang Chen had never seen many of them.

"This is quite a small number. After all, the criteria we screened are not bad. They are all about the ancient tombs over there, and the information about the Thirteen Stations of the Underworld. The information here contains a lot, including official history, unofficial history, legends, and folk rumors. Wait, we might be able to find something here." Zhuge Shisan said.

At this moment, Jiang Chen understood why Mr. Zhuge let them in so reassuringly and boldly. There are just so many books, and many types they have never seen before. To them, they are simply heavenly books. data, it is difficult.

Even if Zhou Yi'an and the others understood all the meanings above, it would be impossible to find relevant and useful information within three to five days.

Besides, this is just talking about the thirteen stations of the underworld, not to mention Zhuge Wuhou's sacrifice to the Yin soldiers. After the search, the day lily will be cold.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen wanted to leave, but seeing that Zhou Yi'an and Zhuo Bufan had already started studying, he could only wait patiently.

As time passed, it was very dark here, and the only light was the oil lamp on the table.

"Have you found it?" Jiang Chen looked at a few people, then yawned while holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand.

"You want to rest for a while, we still need a while." Zhuo Bufan shouted.

Jiang Chen found a place directly, and fell asleep with the bamboo slips on his pillow.

Indeed, he was already a little mentally exhausted from the night's battle, so he would immediately go to rest.

Looking at Jiang Chen's appearance, Zhou Yi'an shook his head helplessly, but he didn't say anything, because no one knew better than him the aftereffects of seducing Zhou Tianxing's Feng Shui Bureau's power, so he just went in and felt it a little bit. , He will never forget it in his life.

I don't know how long it took, but Jiang Chen arrived at Hong Kong Island in his sleep, Pingdingshan, looking at his son Jiang Huai, Jiang Chen smiled, and was just about to pinch the little guy's nose, but was caught by the man next to him. A hand stopped him.

Jiang Chen turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a beard and a well-mannered look. To his surprise, he was still holding a feather fan in his hand.

"Feather fan scarf." Jiang Chen looked at the middle-aged man and said in a daze.

"I've met little friend." Holding a fan in his left hand, the man bowed slightly to Jiang Chen and said.

"Hello, who are you?" Jiang Chen asked politely.

"Aren't you just walking my way?" The man smiled slightly. Jiang Chen couldn't even think of how to describe that smile.

"Go your way? Zhuge Wuhou?" Jiang Chen immediately reflected, this outfit is just like Zhuge Wuhou.

"Little friend, it's just a false name." Zhuge Wuhou said slowly.

"No, haven't you already?" Jiang Chen looked hesitantly at Zhuge Wuhou in front of him, with a face full of disbelief. You must know that Zhuge Wuhou had died of illness in Wuzhangyuan long ago, so why did he appear here? He remembered I am in the classics room of the Zhuge family, how could I meet Zhuge Wuhou?

The more he thought about it, the more Jiang Chen felt something was wrong, he even guessed that he was in an illusion, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pinched his face fiercely.