genius divination

Chapter 1427 Twelve Volumes of Silk Book

The stone slab was slowly removed, revealing the sunken part under the stone slab, where a book box rested peacefully.

Everyone present took a deep breath, Fatty Zhang looked at the others, and asked eagerly, "Do you want to take this out?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" Fan Jiannan said helplessly, "Isn't that why we traveled so far?" He unceremoniously took out the old book box.

After holding it out, Fan Jiannan put the book box on the stone slab.He frowned slightly, and said in surprise, "So light?" The book box was made of wood, but it weighed slightly in his hand, as if there was nothing in it.This seems a bit unusual.

"Light? Could it be that the contents inside have been taken away?" Feng Yuan asked in surprise.

Wu Nanming went over to take a look. The seal on the book box was still intact. He shook his head, "The seal hasn't been damaged yet, so it probably hasn't been opened. The contents inside should still be there."

Fan Jiannan nodded and said, "Isn't it over after opening it?" He took off the seal on the book box and opened the book box that had been dusty for many years.

To everyone's surprise, after opening the book box, there was a choking smell of medicine.There are no books in it, but it is full of rolls of thin silk tied with fine linen.

This result caught everyone by surprise.Fatty Zhang immediately became discouraged, and said listlessly, "I thought it was some precious book, and this is the only thing?"

But Wu Nanming's eyes moved, and he said in a deep voice, "This is a book, and it's a silk book!"

"Silk script?" Fan Jiannan frowned.

Wu Nanming nodded and said, "The documents written on silk in ancient China are written on white silk. Its origin can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period, but this thing is extremely precious, even in ancient times. It is a rare thing, so There are very few surviving objects. The earliest extant objects are the silk scripts unearthed from the tomb of Chu in Zianku.”

"Isn't it? Can silk be preserved for such a long time?" Fan Jiannan asked strangely.

"This is not ordinary silk, but one that has been specially treated. Didn't you smell the medicine just now? It should be a special medicine used for antisepsis in ancient times. And this book box is also specially processed, sealed with some kind of glue It covered all the gaps. That’s why there was such a strong smell of medicine when I opened it just now.” Long Ge said in a deep voice, “It is said that wordless heavenly scriptures were first circulated in the Spring and Autumn Period. There was no paper in that era, and ordinary books were bamboo slips. In that era, material resources were difficult, and even princes and nobles did not necessarily have luxury items like silk books."

"So precious?" Fatty Zhang said in surprise, "How much is this worth?"

"Do you think this thing can be estimated with money?" Feng Yuan stared at him.

"The silk script of Chu mentioned by Mr. Wu just now was found in the tomb of Chu in the bullet library of Changsha. It was stolen in 1942 and is now stored in the Metropolitan Museum of America. One of the intact ones is written in ink and written in Chu language, with a total of more than 1 characters. It is strange and difficult. Understood, with the pictures of gods and monsters attached, it is generally considered to be a lost book of the nature of numerology in the Warring States period, and it is related to the ancient popular book of calendar and taboo. As for that silk book, you may not be able to buy it even if you spend a lot of money." Long Ge said earnestly. .

Fan Jiannan carefully closed the box and said, "That's just one piece, not to mention the silk books in this box. I think it's very likely to be a whole set. This is something priceless at all. No matter how much you pay, you can't buy it." here."

"Don't be in a hurry to cover it, let me see it again." Fatty Zhang said repeatedly.

"You're lucky if you can take a look at it. Besides, it's so windy here, I don't know how many years this thing is. If it blows up, it's useless for you to cry. If you want to see it, wait until you get home." Fan Jiannan While teasing him, he wrapped the book case and stuffed it into the bag.

Wu Nanming nodded, "That's right, it's better to be cautious. In addition, with this thing, even if you go back, you can't go back to Hong Kong by plane. If the security check finds out, there is no way to explain it. You have to smuggle the precious The crime of cultural relics."

"So serious?" Fatty Zhang was startled.

"What do you think? If this thing is really made public, it will definitely be a national treasure. If you dare to smuggle it out of the country, you will be sentenced to 20 or [-] years and there will be no place to complain." Feng Yuan stared at him and said, "You little money fan What are you thinking?"

"That's right. To be on the safe side, I'd better take Mr. Wu's private car and go to his place first." Fan Jiannan nodded.

Wu Nanming nodded, "By the way, are the two maritime telephones still available? I'll contact Fang Min and ask him to be ready to pick us up."

Fan Jiannan turned his head to look at the ruins covered in ice and snow in the distance, and sighed, "It's really a sea of ​​​​changing fields, things are different. I always feel very emotional when I look at this ruins. Now I want to Leaving, even a little bit sad."

"I'm pretending here again, otherwise you stay here and don't go back. Just forget about being the guest of Queen Mother Xi." Feng Yuan teased in a low voice in his ear.

Wu Nanming contacted Fang Min, and several of them went down the mountain by the same route.

However, when they returned to the ancient city, they found that more than half of the ancient city had been destroyed by the earthquake, and there were broken walls and huge blocks of ice and snow everywhere.And the huge flying bird stone statue on the high platform has been completely destroyed.Presumably, it was also because of the impact of the burst of magic power that it collapsed.It took Fan Jiannan and others a lot of effort to find a crack in the rock wall and slowly return from the cliff to the mountain path below.It was two full days later than the agreed time that we met up with Fang Min.

When Fang Min saw them, he almost went crazy.Fortunately, they were all safe and sound, so they were completely relieved.

With such an important thing on their body, neither Wu Nanming nor Fan Jiannan dared to stay too long, and kept rushing back all the way.On Friday, I finally rushed back to Suzhou.After returning, they couldn't wait to start researching these silk scrolls. After opening the book box again, they took out an astonishing twelve volumes of silk scrolls from inside.

These silk books are bound with fine twine and carefully placed in the book box.Fan Jiannan carefully opened one of the volumes, but was surprised to find that he didn't even know a word, because it was full of graphics.Not to mention that he didn't know each other, even Wu Nanming and Long Ge were dumbfounded.

Things like these symbols are weird and difficult to understand, and there is no explanation at all.Fan Jiannan's eyes were dry, and he didn't have a clue.Wu Nanming and Long Ge flipped through books and discussed with each other all day long.But I didn't see them discussing a unified result, and everything seemed to be back to the original point of being clueless, even more troublesome than the pattern on the river map.

The name of this Wordless Heavenly Book is really not a bragging.No wonder Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng at that time were both knowledgeable masters in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.It has always been a pity that he has been troubled by the golden seal and jade letter known as the wordless heavenly book for half his life and cannot understand it.Fan Jiannan also knew that it would not be an easy task to decipher the golden seal and jade letter.However, he could only accompany Wu Nanming and others, looking up books and reading classics every day, and staring at these silks and silks in a daze.After a few days, he didn't dare to crack the golden seal and jade letters. Fan Jiannan felt that he was about to teach his teacher the basics of classical Chinese, but he had made new progress.

But at this time in Hong Kong, Su Xuanshui is undergoing a life-and-death transformation.He has been trapped in his apartment for more than ten days, his hands and feet are chained.It was Zhang Jian who trapped him, not because he was afraid that Su Xuanshui would hurt others, but because he was afraid that he would commit suicide.

Because Zhang Jian knows what kind of experience it is to bear the pain of life.No normal person can endure such pain, even the most resolute performer has a fatality rate as high as 90.00%.To become a long-lived person, one must first experience pain far beyond death.

Many people couldn't bear this pain, and finally chose to self-terminate their lives.Even in a situation like Su Xuanshui's, it is not absolutely safe.Many people, in excruciating pain, eventually collapsed and lost their minds.

"This is really an ironic thing. To pursue longevity, you have to go through a painful experience first." Su Xuanshui barely opened his eyes, he was covered in sweat, and murmured, "There is nothing more ironic than this in this world." something?"

"In fact, many things in this world are like this. If you want to beat people, you must first learn how to be beaten. To become a millionaire, you must first know the taste of poverty. If you are not crazy, you must first learn the truth. Know the pain of life and the peace of death. If you can't even clear the boundary between life and death, how can you become a firm immortal?" Zhang Jian turned his head and looked at him leisurely.

"How long will it take for me to be like this?" Su Xuanshui's lips were chapped and turned white. He was sweating profusely due to the pain and stimulation, and the water in his body lost a lot.

"It depends on how long you want to live." Zhang Jian said slowly, "There is only one road to longevity, and since you have taken the first step, there is no turning back. You will suffer from this kind of pain throughout your life Affected until you actually die. The weird thing is, you will find out. From now on, you are completely free from disease and aging. It is a luxury to think of a normal death."

"Is there any way to restrain it?" Su Xuanshui gritted his teeth and asked.

"Yes, the strong willpower of human beings is the best way to restrain the pain of life." Zhang Jian laughed.

The veins on Su Xuanshui's forehead popped up, "Are you playing with me?"

Zhang Jian shook his head and said, "I'm telling the truth."

"I don't believe it. There is always a way to relieve the pain. How about the medicine, powerful painkillers like morphine, should it work?" Su Xuanshui stared at Zhang Jian and said.

"Hahaha, yes, very imaginative. But if this were the case, I would have become an addict long ago. I advise you to give up this unrealistic idea. Becoming an immortal means that you can no longer be affected. The distress of the disease also means that all the medicines have no effect on you. Everything about you seems to be completely fixed. The medicine can't anesthetize you, so you are destined to die in pain like me." Zhang Jian sighed and said .

"I really want to kill you." Su Xuanshui said bitterly.

"I warned you, it's not without cost." Zhang Jian shrugged, "In order to overcome this pain, the immortals in Europe have done many kinds of experiments. It even includes the removal of part of the parietal lobe, which is really a great idea. You know, back then we even stole cadavers for experiments. That's how modern medicine began."

"Removing the brain?" Su Xuanshui asked in surprise, "How is it possible?"

"Not a resection, but some precise surgery to remove a part. You see, the cortex of each hemisphere is divided into four lobes by many sulci and gyri. The frontal lobe is located in front of the central sulcus. Affection, problem solving, and some speech and movement.

The temporal lobe lies beneath the lateral sulcus.Related to perception, recognition of auditory stimuli, and memory.The occipital lobe is at the back of the brain, behind the parietal and temporal lobes.related to vision.The parietal lobe is behind the central groove.Involved in the perception of touch, pressure, temperature and pain. Zhang Jian lowered his head coolly, "Did you see the scar?"This is the scar left by removing part of the parietal lobe. "

"Is it useful?" Su Xuanshui frowned.

"Nonsense, if it's useful, why am I desperately looking for Hetu Luoshu?" Zhang Jian shook his head and said, "It's useless, we even thought that this kind of pain didn't come from the feeling, but from the spirit or something higher. But for so many years, the long-lived people who tried to solve this problem through medicine chose to commit suicide because they couldn't stand this kind of torture anymore."

"Is there no way to solve it?" Su Xuanshui lowered his head in pain.

"No, the only way is to try to find Hetu Luoshu. Let's interpret the shortcomings of the secret of longevity from the level of magic, and how to improve it." Zhang Jian said slowly.

"When will you let me go?" Su Xuanshui gasped.

"Anytime, anywhere, as long as you can stay awake under this kind of pain. I can try to let you go." Zhang Jian shrugged indifferently. "But it is clear that you are not ready. I let you go now, you are a dangerous beast. It is easy to hurt people, and even easier to hurt yourself."

Su Xuanshui roared suddenly, "Let me go!"

Zhang Jian sighed, sat opposite him, and read the newspaper quietly.When Su Xuanshui lost his strength, he raised his head and said,

"Actually, I am feeling the pain you are feeling. But you are violent and out of control, but I am still calm. This is the biggest difference between us. As a long-lived person, you still have a long way to go."

"Stop talking nonsense with me." Su Xuanshui raised his head and stared at him resentfully.

"This is not nonsense, I'm teaching you how to restrain yourself. Otherwise, let alone longevity, you won't even be able to survive." Zhang Jian sighed. "However, you are still the best among the people I have ever met. At least you have not lost your ability to think, and you can still think of ways to control pain. This is already better than many people, even better than I was still strong back then. I have to admit that you may really be a genius."

From the chair, Zhang Jian looked at Su Xuanshui who was still trapped there and endured the pain, and smiled slightly, "I think, with this kind of pain incentive, you will be ready soon. For our common interests, go find Hetu."

(End of this chapter)