Thousand Lantern Night

I can think of Wang Zanghai's purpose, and of course others can too.Originally, this group of people gathered up the mountain for this purpose, but the speculation about Wang Zanghai only further strengthened the significance of their action.So they were not as surprised as I was. Instead, they were silent, probably thinking about their little Jiujiu in secret.

"Wait! This painting is tricky!" The fat man kept staring at Jin Ke, and suddenly found something. He went up and snatched the tail of the portrait from Zhang Yinzhen's hand, stretched it horizontally, and moved his hands along the edge of the knife. Carefully rubbing the texture, and then zoomed out to ponder: "There is a map hidden in this painting!"

Fatty's eyes have always been poisonous, and he has been salivating and paying close attention to this golden engraving ever since he saw it.When he said this, everyone's attention was focused on the portrait, Xiao Hua glanced at the fat man's lines and said, "It's the Yin Yang carving."

The so-called yin and yang engraving are two basic knife-moving methods in hand-carving. The protruding ones are Yang engravings, and the concave ones are Yin engravings.This portrait uses these two kinds of knife skills at the same time to connect the Yang engraving and the Yin engraving to form two different pictures on the upper and lower levels.This kind of knife movement is similar to a three-dimensional pattern. On the surface, it looks like a picture, but in fact there is an invisible other pattern hidden in the picture.

The figure on the gold carving is like a sun carving, which can be seen by a discerning eye at a glance, while the lines recessed by the knife are connected to form an invisible pattern. After the fat man reminded, it can be seen that it is indeed a topographic map.

Because the picture of the map is tiled, and the portrait is vertical, as the saying goes, if you only pay attention to the portrait and not look at it from another angle, it is really difficult for ordinary people to find the key.

Zhang Yinzhen immediately asked Qin Ai and Dan Lang to expand the map. If you just put it on top of the original painting, you wouldn't be able to see anything more from such detailed carvings.This boy Qin Ai is very good at making rubbings, and neatly assembled a rubbing with the Japanese paper he brought with him.

Judging from the rubbings, the map itself is divided into three layers, composed of intaglios of different depths.The shallowest layer is on the outer edge, engraved with several continuous hilltops, and there are many vegetation-like things.The second floor is slightly deeper, and it is a group of very regular palace plans. The shape conforms to the strict imperial city structure, with clear outlines. The inner city has three floors and nine entrances, and the scale is very large.The third floor is the deepest, almost piercing through the gold and silk. Within this distance, the floor plan of the imperial city is three-dimensional. All the houses and objects are 3D versions with specific structures.It can be seen how exquisite the craftsmanship of the people who made this sculpture is.On the whole, these three layers of carvings are stacked on top of each other, and one layer is nested, which is a relationship of inclusion.

The fat man said: "Could it be the palace of King Wannu at this moment?"

Xiaohua shook her head and said, "No. King Wannu is not a Han Chinese, so his palace will not be this kind of building. Wang Zanghai knows this kind of architecture that looks like the Central Plains style. This should be the original drawing of the Tiangong built by Wang Zanghai."

The fat man immediately remembered that he had indeed seen this kind of wooden and stone structure Minghuangcheng style building before he entered the Tiangong.

The fat man smacked his lips and said, "The old Wang next door has a lot of eyes, what a scheming man! He is still thinking about being able to use this palace after being alive, what is he doing leaving this map behind?"

Zhang Yinzhen said: "Wang Zanghai has many eyes. This information may be a means of defense for him. If he really regains his life, but his spirit body consciousness has not kept up, he can only hope for this information. Through These clues, and then find what he wants. It can be said to be foolproof."

Xiaohua also said: "Wang Zanghai has a glimpse of the secret, so it can be seen that he is still very sure about being able to be reborn. This explanation makes sense." Then she turned to look at the meteorite coffin, frowned and said, "It's a pity that this thing can't be fully recovered. Cut it open, or you have to see what mystery is inside."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Qiling suddenly stood up and walked over.Unexpectedly, he showed interest in the painting, took the end from the fat man's hand, and looked at the painting sideways and upright.

The fat man said, "What's the matter, little brother, do you think that old guy left more than just these clues?"

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, but just touched the deepest part of the picture with his hands.After touching it a few times, he suddenly turned his hand on the knife, put it on his wrist and cut it open.

My heart tightened, and the fat man hurriedly shouted: "Hey brother, what are you doing! If you have something to say, don't hurt yourself!"

Zhang Qiling ignored him, and directly dripped blood on the deepest knife-cut spot on the painting.Seeing blood dripping down like water from a tap that was not turned off tightly, I couldn't help but shiver, hiss, it hurts.Zhang Qiling didn't care, just maintained that movement, pointed to the place where the blood dripped down and said, "Look."

A very miraculous scene appeared on the golden engraving.The red blood accumulated in the deepest dent, and then walked along the connected grooves, just like walking through a maze, and words came out one by one on the gold carving.

There is a layer of Heavenly Book hidden in such a golden inscription that overlaps the portrait and the map.Wang Zanghai's work is simply amazing.As the blood continued to drip, the words slowly covered the area where the knife marks were most concentrated.

The characters are not Chinese characters, and they are very small, looking like Jurchen characters in shape.This is very similar to the last time I saw it on the mural.We all don't understand Jurchen characters, Zhang Yinzhen said to Dan Lang, "How much can you tell?"

Dan Lang, who has always been silent, walked to the front of the text, gestured according to the direction of the text, and read intermittently in his mouth: "The origin of all things is nothing. In the hinterland of the river valley, all spirits are born, and the beauty of good fortune is called Chaos. Chaos has no form or form, and is the god of creation of all things. Yin and Yang are different, and they all have dual phases of destruction, transformation and creation—"

He shook his head at the back and said, "I can't see it."

Zhang Yinzhen nodded and said, "The information Wang Zanghai left must have his intentions."

The fat man said: "This old boy has too many thoughts, maybe such secret information is used to bluff people - he has done a lot of this kind of thing. What he means is that there is a Creator God in the world, where is it coming from?" God? It’s still chaos, I’m still dumpling!”

Xiaohua said: "Impossible. Wang Zanghai left such an important message, it must be related to his rebirth plan. Could this God of Creation be the key to his rebirth?"

The fat man had never seen the content of the rebirth of the Wannu King on the mirror mural of the Queen Mother of the West, and after a moment he said, "I'm afraid! It's not that we haven't seen a reborn zongzi, but a zombie that can move, and can't do anything at all. Here comes a new trick. These ancients have brains full of pitfalls. The state of immortality is the state of zongzi, and they can’t retain their original spiritual consciousness. They can’t register with the Public Security Bureau after heavy work—are they stupid?”

The faces of the others were very solemn, Zhang Qiling just stood in front of the golden engraving, frowning and staring at the words in silence.

My eyes walked back and forth between the portrait and Zhang Qiling several times, listening to the fat man's words in my ears, suddenly I thought of a point of view, which immediately made me shiver.

I didn't know how to express it, so I looked at the fat man in a daze and said, "What if Wang Zanghai has a way to retain his spiritual consciousness?"

As soon as I said this, everyone's faces became more dignified.The fat man waved his hand and said, "Although you are a college student, you can't agree with this theory. What kind of form can a thing with such a weak spiritual consciousness be preserved? Is it a popsicle or a ball of dung? Even if it can be preserved, how can it be preserved? What can hold it? A chamber pot?"

Fatty's words "college student" warmed my heart. From the bottom of my heart, he didn't distinguish me and Wu Xie as two different individuals.In his subconscious mind, he always regarded me as Wu Xie's.

Of course, in addition to being moved, I also have to praise Fatty's point of view.His point of view is expounded from the perspective of dialectics, and it should be said that there is nothing wrong with it.If before I received the text message from my third uncle that "corns and yellow sand at nine o'clock", when I was a good socialist young man with young roots, I would definitely support this view 100%.

What the hell is Zongzi, what is the ghost of the corpse, what is the ghost of materialization, what is the ghost of the forbidden woman, what is the ghost of the corpse——

However, after I have seen so many species and phenomena that cannot be explained by human's current scientific cognition, I can't insist that there must be something unheard of in this world.If we classify everything unknown to human beings as "non-existent" and "impossible to exist", this concept itself is very ignorant.

I gave a rough description of the green paulownia tree I saw in Qinling. Of course, I didn’t mention the old itch, but I casually talked about cats and dogs, emphasizing that the bronze tree has the power to be materialized, and the materialized individual will still be Retain exactly the same consciousness as the ontology.

Zhang Qiling looked at me without blinking, his expression was extremely serious, which made me feel that if I said nonsense, he would chop me up at any time.

Qin Ai stretched out his hand to me: "Yes, yes, you pick the important ones, what does this matter have to do with the retention of spiritual consciousness?"

I talked so dryly that I wished I could break off a piece of ice brick here and chew on it. Facing the idiotic Qin Ai, I could only lick my lips and said, "If materialization is compared to copying, then there must be a body first. Then there must be a copier. The Qingtong tree is equivalent to a copier, and this copier can not only copy the object itself, but also transmit the consciousness of the object to the copy. Therefore, if you find a carrier similar to the Qingtong tree, then you can Retain the energy body of consciousness, and when needed, transmit it to the target to achieve a person's complete rebirth."

The fat man snapped his fingers: "So you mean that Lao Wang found a carrier similar to the green paulownia tree, which can retain his consciousness?"

Speaking of which, the fat man pointed to the ice coffin behind Zhang Yinzhen, "This old Wang tried his best to keep his body, just so that he could get his consciousness into it one day, and dance every day to hear the chicken? ——Oh, I said he went to such lengths What is it for? There are tens of thousands of good corpses in the world. Why do you like your own stinky skin? Wouldn’t it be better to be younger and more beautiful? If it were me, I would definitely want Schwarzenegger’s body——once again, he What can we do after being alive, look at our house price, this smog, don’t you just add to yourself, it’s better to be dead—"

The fat man talked more and more, and I was about to stop him, but he suddenly stopped by himself.As if remembering something, he suddenly turned his head to stare at me, stuttered and said, "I'll go, the carrier you mentioned, shouldn't it be the one we burned in Tiangong last time, the big bronze magnetic turtle?"

I don't know how the fat man thought of the magnetic turtle, but after he said that, I suddenly realized that not long after entering the ice palace, I saw a thing that was exactly the same as the one that appeared when the big turtle was burned. : A cloud of black air!

At that time, Wu Xie and the others saw the thing squeezed out from the crack of the big tortoise, accompanied by a strange fragrance, so they all thought it was the insect fragrance jade.But in fact—the fat man and I stared at each other, thinking of going together—couldn’t it be Wang Zanghai’s conscious spirit body!

If it is, it means that it is in this ice palace.Or, if it's not always there, but just now—

I pointed to Xiaohua and said, "You just said that Wuzhuhan was manipulated by people using the resurrection technique, that is to say, it is Wang Zanghai's conscious spirit body that controls Wuzhuhan's corpse? Now it is no longer on the corpse, so Why did Wuzhuhan become like this!"

my God!Zhang Yinzhen also said before that Wu Zhuhan brought a group of people up the mountain before us, but those people disappeared, and he went down the mountain alone.

That's why he said that he has lived in Changbai Mountain all his life, and he is the messenger of the Heavenly Palace!

This guess made Xiaohua and Zhang Yinzhen's faces very ugly.They didn't think about it because no one had noticed the cloud of black air before, nor had they seen the condition of the magnetic turtle.

I climbed up the ice platform suddenly, and the two foreigners were still discussing how to get rid of the dent at the bottom of the meteorite coffin, and I didn't have time to care about them.I searched around on the ice platform, and it has completely merged into the darkness at the top of the ice palace.This kind of darkness is generally impenetrable to light, even if I have sharp eyes, I can't find it.

Zhang Qiling suddenly jumped up to the ice platform, and said, "Don't look for it, you can't find it." He jumped down from the hole we dug, and asked Peter and Evans, "What's the matter?"

Peter said, "There's no way, I can't reach there."

Zhang Qiling said: "If he wants to come out, he will definitely leave a loose button. Let me have a look." He went into the innermost layer and lay down with them to study the mechanism.

Qin Ai was trying to put away the golden engraved piece, Zhang Yinzhen looked at the half-entangled picture and thought about it, suddenly thought of something, turned around and said to Zhang Qiling inside the meteorite coffin: "Don't touch it!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a rattling sound from inside the ice platform, followed by a sudden bang, and the entire ice platform collapsed.