There are no ghosts and no gods in the dream, but it seems even more bizarre, he dreamed that he was holding a knife in an unknown space and carving words on a big ding, everything seemed so natural, as if he had really done it before, and I don't know how long it took, and when he put down the pen, when he looked at the ding, the words on it could not be seen clearly.

The illusory space suddenly shot out countless fonts, including modern characters, spatial characters, and various ancient characters. Not to mention the combination, even if they are separated, he can only recognize a little bit, these words keep circling and flying, and finally pounced on the vague tripod, and finally turned into four big words: "Hold me and call my life!" ”

"Boom!" Dading suddenly exploded, blowing everything into nothingness.

"Whew!" Zhang Heng woke up from the dream, smiled bitterly, and said that he thought about it during the day and dreamed at night, it seemed that he was too tired to read the text, and he actually had such a strange dream.

"Huh!" With a light sigh, Zhang Heng looked at the driver in front of him with some consternation, and automatically simulated a compass in his mind, on which 22 words of the sexagenary branch appeared, constantly changing combinations, and there were many numbers, which was not reasonable at all. Arabic numerals were first invented by Indians, introduced to Europe by the Arabs, and then modernized by Europeans. In the 13th to 14th centuries, because there was a number called "chips" in ancient China, Arabic numerals were used, because it was more convenient to write, but it was not popularized and used in China in time at that time, and it was not until the last world that it was gradually widely used.

And the ancient Indians only invented numbers in the 3rd century AD, and no matter how they are calculated, they can't be connected with the ancient Chinese compass Bagua diagram.

However, he is a modern person, and the things in his mind naturally include modern things. The key point is that the needle on the compass suddenly pointed to the number 73.

What does this mean? Between thoughts. The pattern in my mind gradually became clear, but it became blurry again. In the end, the compass actually turned into a big bell tripod, which is a round tripod instead of a square tripod, which depicts countless flowers, birds, and beasts, and is alive and well from the scene of a big world, and the clock body is surrounded by the stars of the heavens, which is more mysterious. It was all very clear, some of the beasts he had seen, they appeared in space, and there were also some modern beasts. And he doesn't know all the words, but it can be said that he knows them all, because it is those 108 ancient characters, and even the numbers have disappeared.

"Dang!" Suddenly, a crisp bell rang, this sound was very penetrating, and it made him cold from head to toe, and he couldn't help but feel excited, and his body not only felt uncomfortable, but felt comfortable.

A strange scene happened. The bell, along with the starlight of the heavens, was swallowed up in black, hidden in the depths of consciousness, as if in chaos, but it allowed him to see vague shapes. It was this shape that made him frightened, because in the depths of his consciousness was actually a stone statue, with a human head and a dragon body. Binocular micro-closed disk seat there......

"This is actually holding on to me, my holding on to me is actually a quaint big bell!" Zhang Heng muttered. He didn't know why he thought that way, it was completely instinctive. Why does his attachment have a bell? And there are 108 ancient characters engraved on it, which are obviously modern things, and he doesn't know them at all.

"That's it, whether you are attached to me or not caused by the negative emotions in my heart, you will obediently be a bell in the future, one day late I will cut you out, well, it is a little unpleasant to call the big bell Ding, and I will call you the Chaos Bell in the future, it will be generated in the chaotic sea of consciousness, and it will also return to nothingness in the chaos, etc., Chaos Clock? Where do you seem to have heard of this name? After a while, Zhang Heng didn't think much about it, so as not to put modern things into it and make himself upset.

Looking out the window, even at midnight, the city is also brightly lit, although there are no pedestrians on the avenue, but there are more passing vehicles, especially with large vehicles, these trucks are full of goods and speeding away, to a little clear, if it is daytime, these trucks are not able to enter the third ring city, plus the overload is serious, in the periphery of the city is also easy to be fined by the traffic police, there is a truck driver in the village told a small story, said that he could have earned 700 yuan for a trip, but the toll meal and travel expenses will cost 200, Then there is a fixed fine of 200 yuan, and there is only 300 yuan left in two days and one night for a trip.

So don't look at these trucks running fast, it is estimated that they will inevitably be fined, but they are not as serious as the hard and fast rules, and they smiled, each line has its own rules, and ordinary people can only work hard to adapt, and they can only get mixed up.

Turning his head, his mind moved, and the chaos clock in his mind actually shot out a number "seventy-two", Zhang Heng frowned, what does this seventy-two represent?

Suddenly, his face showed surprise, only when he saw the driver, this number would pop up, if he moved his eyes to open the number, he would see, and the Chaos Clock was not under his control at all, it was completely self-operating, no, it could also be the holding on to my control, the headache of the holding me, it was him, but it was relatively independent, something that ordinary people couldn't understand at all.

When the airport arrived, Zhang Heng beckoned the driver to stop at the intersection, because he saw Ying Long and his party, and a number equivalent to the number of people appeared in his mind, and when he looked at Ying Long, a ninety-three appeared, and the rest of the numbers were different, the lowest was only forty-three, and the number was naturally greater than the original age of these people.

"Could it be that these numbers represent lifespan?" Zhang Heng thought in astonishment, regardless of everyone's surprise, he quickly ran to the reflector, inside the mirror was his own appearance, looking at himself in the mirror, but the Chaos Clock did not react, it seemed that it would not work, even if this number represented the lifespan, he could not see himself.

It seems that people can't be greedy for too much, which didn't affect his mood, at this time he was like a curious baby, and began to experiment with numbers on people who kept coming, but there was no way to confirm that this number represented life, and it was simple to try it out, that is, to go to the intensive care ward of the hospital, and you would know it after scrutiny.

But now, even if he is in a hurry, it is impossible to rush to the hospital, because the flight taken by Ying Long's wife and daughter is still ten minutes away, and the anxious Ying Long expects him to support the scene.

I simply walked to the wooden chair on the side of the road and walked down, closed my eyes and entered the space. Then I experimented in space and got the numbers that are still in common sense. But if this number represents lifespan, it is not magnified in space.

Spring Witch is 89. Su Xiu is 85, Su Hong is 83, Dazhu is 90, Bearded is 80, Cuckoo is 75, Yun is 64, Old Doctor is 86, and Qin Shou's number is actually 134, which startled Zhang Heng. In the entire tribe, he looked at not a thousand but eight hundred, except for Qin Shou's number of hundreds, the rest of the highest was only more than ninety.

He can only see the number of people, non-human species such as beasts can't be seen, monkeys and apes can't be seen, if this represents lifespan, but he doesn't know how to calculate it, for example, he doesn't know how old Chunwu has lived, so naturally he can't count how much life is left. Shaking his head, he left the question alone for now.

Zhang Heng called all the wizards to the hall, and then spent a lot of time asking the wizards to help draw the Chaos Clock in his mind. Although the Chaos Clock has been hidden in the depths of consciousness. It is not subject to his possibility, and it may even be just his spiritual fantasy, which does not exist at all. But he can clearly imagine the appearance, so he simply draws it. Let the wizards arrange for a large bell like this to be cast, and then put it in the temple. Beside his stone statue, he accepted the worship of primitive people together, and strictly speaking, he was superstitious in this matter.

As soon as he came out of the hall, the old doctor came up and said, "Wang, what are you doing?" ”

Zhang Heng didn't answer, but asked, "Do you know the Chaos Clock?" ”

I didn't think that the old doctor said casually: "I know, the myth and legend of the treasure of the Middle East Emperor Taiyi, the Chaos Bell is the axe of the Pangu God Open Heaven Axe, and the Pangu God is in charge of this bell to suppress the Hongmeng world." Both offensive and defensive, once sacrificed: the attack can be shaken out - the sound waves of the heavens, suppressing the boundless Hongmeng world. Anti-release - Hongmeng gas cover, hanging above the head to be invincible.

It is one of the three innate treasures of Kaitian, the top magic weapon in myths and legends, and the other two innate treasures, namely Lao Tzu's Taiji diagram, which can calm the earth, water, fire and wind, and is very defensive; There is also the Pangu Banner of the Origin Heavenly Venerable, which is very aggressive and can shatter all voids. The Chaos Bell has both offense and defense, and is the strongest of the three treasures.

Later, after the fall of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Chaos Bell was obtained by the Tongtian Sect Master and used to suppress the Hongmeng World, there are many versions, for example, there are also legends that the Chaos Bell disappeared after the fall of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the Tongtian Sect Master did not get it. After all, myths are just myths, and they can't be taken seriously, just listen to them. What do you ask, Wang? ”

Zhang Hengxin said, I only asked the Chaos Bell, it was you who said a lot of words, but also asked some things about the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, he was about myths and legends, in addition to passively receiving it through TV, etc., it was the information that I checked on the Internet before, and now the old doctor said that although the version is changeable, it also gives him a psychological impression.

"You mean that the Eastern Emperor Taiyi is an ancient god. It is the highest god in Master Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs", and there are currently different opinions. Some say it is a "star"; Some say it is "Taiyi"; Some say it is the "God of War"; Some say it is "Fuxi"; Some say that it is the "God of Spring", but there is no recognized answer, and Donghuang Taiyi does not have a brother named Dijun, and the two are not directly related. Zhang Heng asked suspiciously.

The old doctor nodded and said: "That's right, Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun are different gods believed in by various ethnic groups, for example, Donghuang Taiyi is the main god believed in by the Yin-Yang family, and the Yin-Yang family does not believe in Dijun. The two have only one thing in common, legend has it that they both have something to do with the sun, Wang, what do you want to know today? ”

Zhang Heng smiled, "It's okay, I just think the title of Donghuang Taiyi is more stylish, hehe." Okay, I'm still busy with some things, and you have to worry about things in the tribe. ”

was going to leave here, but suddenly said more: "By the way, I calculated that your lifespan is 86 years old, and you still have about 15 years to live!" ”

As soon as the words fell, they dissipated, and returned to reality, there was already a stone statue in the temple, so there was no need for him to leave a stone statue in the space, and directly withdrew all his consciousness into reality, which was also to make the consciousness more condensed, so as not to be run out and occupy the consciousness by the self.

The old doctor was stunned for a while, and he didn't have a clue, and muttered, "When did the Sun King change his fortune telling?" ”

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When Zhang Heng opened his eyes, the flight also arrived, and after getting off the plane, he had to take a section of the on-site bus, which was just right to go over, and Daniel Zhang had the PLE over there to escort him, so he didn't have to worry about not seeing people. But we must not delay and call everyone to come together.

Ten minutes later. Zhang Heng saw Ying Long's wife and daughter, and he had already seen the photos before. But that was a few years ago, compared with now, the mother and daughter are not so good in spirit, it is estimated that there has been no less hardship in the past few years, and the life of working in other places is not easy, especially if there is no plan.

What surprised him was that although Ying Long's wife's number was 75, his daughter Ying Xiaoli's number was only 25, and judging from the ID card, Ying Xiaoli was 24 today. If these numbers represent lifespan, it doesn't mean that Ying Xiaoli only has one year left to live, but Ying Long's lifespan is 93, do you want a white-haired person to send a black-haired person!

These are just his personal guesses, and he didn't say it, first of all, to confirm what this number is, maybe it's just that he is a mediocre person, and this number is nothing.

When Zhang Heng came back to his senses, Ying Long's family of three had already passed the most exciting moment. Zhang Heng didn't delay for too long because he was worried, but he just roughly explained Ying Long's current situation, and when he got out of the airport, he parted ways.

This surprised Ying Long a little. The Sun King didn't come this time, and he didn't help anything, but he didn't blame him. On the contrary, he saw that the Sun King seemed to have something troublesome.

Zhang Heng naturally didn't have much to explain, so he dialed the female doctor's phone overnight. Then let the driver take him directly to the South China Hospital, as for Donald, no

Urgent. The night is still long, maybe the old man can't stay up and run to sleep first, then there is no need to pass.

It's just a good wish, if you really don't need him to go over, then Pavilion Master Zhu will definitely call him immediately to explain.

The car was on the road, there was nothing to say all the way, Zhang Heng pondered his thoughts, rationally speaking, he shouldn't believe that he could see such a bizarre thing as a person's lifespan, but if it was true, he thought it was very interesting, the curiosity of young people was heavier after all, and his acceptance of new things was stronger, even things like space He could accept it, and now there is nothing more lifespan.

In addition, there is the matter of the Chaos Clock, which was put aside after thinking for a while, it was just a name, even if the magic weapon of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was the Chaos Clock, but what could he have to do with an ancient mythological figure, it was just more troublesome to think about it.

Thinking is like sitting in a daydream, time flies, and by the time the driver reminds him, he has already arrived at the entrance of the hospital, and the female doctor is already waiting there.

"Wang, what's the matter with you coming to the hospital so late?" The female doctor asked curiously, the two had only met in the afternoon, and they had just discussed the evolution of monkeys, what else could they do in this big night.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and most of the night owls had already gone to sleep, and since it was not a weekend, the night would be even quieter

"I'm talking about going in!" Zhang Heng smiled and didn't explain.

An hour later, he leaned back in his chair with a strange expression, if nothing else, these numbers really represent the life expectancy, the life expectancy of a female doctor is eighty, which is not low, in the village generally around sixty years old will prepare a coffin for himself in advance, that is to say, after the age of sixty, the villagers feel good, of course, people hope that they can last longer.

"Wang, are you there?" The female doctor was puzzled, and couldn't figure out why the Sun King suddenly came to the hospital in the middle of the night, and then saw a lot of seriously ill people, and asked for medical records, but only asked the ages of these patients, which made her confused.

Zhang Heng thought about it, and simply told the ins and outs of this matter, of course, he also had reservations, even so that the female doctor's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it.

"You mean, you can see the lifespan of people now, so let's see how old I can live, to be honest." The female doctor asked nervously, but no matter how she looked at it, she was mostly joking, and now she also thinks he was joking.

Zhang Heng smiled: "Just eighty years old." ”

"It's not bad, eighty years old is enough, no matter how old you are, you will be ugly." The female doctor said a little open-mindedly, but if it was the real situation, she probably wouldn't think so, how can eighty years old be enough, as long as you can increase your lifespan, there are countless people in this world who are willing to pay the price, even if young people won't, but when you get old, you will be afraid of death, especially those who can't let go of everything they have now, they naturally don't want to die, and can't let go doesn't mean money status, everyone can find an excuse for longevity.

Zhang Heng smiled again, and said goodbye, the owner of the Zhu Pavilion did not call, which means that the research over there is still continuing, and he is really not good at running away halfway.

The female doctor is also going home. It's also a ride, and I got into a car. When she was about to arrive at the place, the female doctor couldn't help but ask, "Wang, what you just said can't be true, right?" ”

"What do you say?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically.

There is no answer. Even now, he doesn't dare to guarantee 100% accuracy, and he himself doesn't really believe in the theory of longevity, if a person is born to determine the longevity geometry, then life is still meaningful? In his opinion, even if there is fate, it is changeable, and it will change with the environment, otherwise how can there be a saying that it will change its fate against the sky, since it can be changed, then the fate is not fixed.

than fate. He believes more in the theory of cause and effect, because this can be explained, if you do good things, you should get good rewards, and if you do bad things, you should be punished, and smiled, Buddhism is indeed very systematic, and it is more dialectical, even if it is an ethereal statement, but there is logic to be found. It is no wonder that Buddhism is overpowering Taoism.

Taoism has always been only a Chinese thing, but Buddhism has believers all over the world, and it is not said that Buddhism and Taoism are superior, just because of the current environment.

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It's dawning. Zhang Heng stretched his waist, and he couldn't stay up and fall asleep in the middle of the night, but Tang Chunlin and the three of them really consulted the classics all night.

This made Zhang Heng very embarrassed. I also show respect for the spirit of the old man, and perhaps only this kind of dedication can give the old man the status of a master. And Yang Donglai and Zhu Jiuben are just accompanying the prince to study, so they can't take it seriously.

I thought about it. simply said out loud: "Donald, I suddenly have some ideas!" ”

"Hehe, I'll just say, Xiaoyou has been thinking hard for a few hours, and he will definitely get something." The old man said with a smile.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but blush, he thought hard, he slept soundly, and he didn't even dream, when he woke up, it was dawn, and it felt very good to sleep on the solid wood floor on a hot day.

"Yes, I pondered all night, and finally came up with an idea, Donald, is the Zhong Ding you found still there?" Zhang Heng asked.

The old man shook his head, "It's still there, but it's been put in the museum, and it's not for public visits, and although the bell is still well preserved, it's also so corroded that it can't be easily moved, and there is no other depiction on it, just these 108 words, so I thought it was strange at the beginning, this research is many years." ”

Zhang Heng actually wanted the old man to be withdrawn from the study, in case he was tired, he would be guilty, so he said: "Donald, let's think about it differently, since we can't understand the specific meaning from the words for the time being, can we find clues through sound." ”

"By sound? What was that? The old man was stunned.

Zhang Heng smiled and said, "Didn't you always ring the bell for me when I came here?" I think I can make an imitation of an ancient bell, and then try to ring it to listen to the bell and see if I can get something. Imagine that the ancient clock was made in ancient times, it must not be just used as a decoration, the role of the bell is naturally to beat, listen to the bell, let the soul return to that period, maybe there can be unexpected gains? There's nothing else we can do right now. ”

"Wonderful, Xiaoyou's words are very good, I didn't think of such a simple truth before." The old man was overjoyed, apparently accepting the suggestion.

Zhang Heng is no longer surprised, it seems that the old man has never refuted what he said so far, uh, it's not nothing, but that is his choice of department, and it has nothing to do with the study of ancient characters.

"Hehe, the kid also doesn't have much research on ancient characters, so he thought of some crooked tricks." Zhang Heng said modestly.

As a result, Yang Donglai said: "Zhang Xiaoyou, don't be presumptuous, your talent determines that your thinking will be different from ordinary people, it is easier for you to see things on the source, we only think about how to study and decipher, but you know how to trace back to the source, the source is clear, then the answer will not come out, and why bother to check the results according to history." ”

Zhang Heng didn't even dare to say it, but he accepted it calmly in his heart, and praised: "Sure enough, he is not the president of the university, and if he has knowledge, you can see at a glance that his talent is amazing." "He's a little narcissistic, hehe.

With a suggestion, Tang Chunlin quickly ran away with the information that had been summarized, rushed back to Yanjing, wanted to go to the museum to take pictures, and then arranged to imitate the ancient bell ding, which others could not help, and others would not be able to see the ancient clock without his face.

Zhang Heng is actually a little selfish, he also wants to see what that bell looks like, will it be the same as the chaos clock in his mind?

Then Yang Donglai also got in the car and left, and gave him a business card when he left, asking him to go directly to the school to register when the time came, and the admission notice was directly taken in his office when the time came, so he was exempted from running halfway.

Zhang Heng was naturally happy to respond, at this moment his phone rang, it was Jima calling, the foreign teacher invited arrived, Zhang Heng hurriedly rushed to his family, his sister's studies are currently the top priority, she has been delayed for so many years and has not studied, she can't wait any longer! (To be continued......)