Chapter Eighty-Four: Two Cards

Yawning, Ling Ping'an raised his head and looked at the hanging clock.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening.

"Canyon Brave, that's it!" He looked at the enemy crystal that had exploded on the screen of his mobile phone and laughed proudly.

His account was unblocked last night.

It's just that I was busy with code words yesterday and forgot about this stubble.

Today, I am naturally addicted to the battle of the canyon.

Don't say it, this long absence is better than the newlywed, and the game is average.

The battlefield in the canyon, in the eyes of Ling Ping'an, has become fun again.

After playing for a full day, I won at least twenty or more, and only lost three.

This number was forced to be the first in several national uniforms.

Putting down the phone, the bookstore owner, who is very health-conscious, began to get up and move his muscles and bones.

Then, he sat down and turned on the TV while ordering a takeout.

The evening news is playing on the TV.

"Today, our naval fleet stationed in the Marin Kingdom held an annual routine military exercise with the Navy of the Marin Kingdom......"

"The militaries of the two countries have jointly carried out a number of ...... in a number of subjects, including naval artillery bombardment, sea rescue, personnel transportation and missile drills."

King Malin and the first assistant of the Malin cabinet observed the exercise together...... He also spoke highly of the quality of the officers and men participating in the exercise! ”

On the television screens, there were pictures of the joint operations of destroyers and frigates of the Navy, as well as pictures of joint exercises of the Marine Corps and armored units.

Ling Ping'an watched the news and was a little distracted, because fourteen years ago, his parents had set foot on the land of Kunlun Prefecture from the Malin Naval Base.

He looked back at the family portrait in the cupboard.

The photo in the frame is already a little blurry due to improper maintenance.

Ling Ping'an looked at it and sighed.

He walked over, took the frame, and held it in his hand.

The blurry photo can no longer see the appearance of the family of three when the group photo was taken.

He gently caressed the last image of his parents in the world.

As a result, his hand touched something behind the frame.

Curious, he found that it was a small card.

The card has text written on it.

He took the card and walked over to the counter.

looked at it, and then frowned: "Strange! ”

"How could someone write a historical story on this card?"

On the card, a story is written with a pen.

This is a story that many people read when they were in school.

During the Warring States period, the Qin State was strong, and Korea was afraid that the Qin State would attack Korea, so Zheng Guo, a water conservancy expert, went to the Qin State and carried out the plan of the tired Qin in the name of building water conservancy channels.

Water conservancy projects were used to delay Qin's attack on Korea.

Later, the matter was revealed, and Zheng Guo said to the king of Qin: The first minister is the middle, and then the benefits of Qin are also good. The minister is the life of Han Yan for several years, and the merit of Qin Jian for all generations.

King Qin was happy, so he ordered Zheng Guo to continue to build the canal.

After the canal was completed, the king of Qin swept Liuhe.

Looking at the card, the historical materials are almost completely copied.

Ling Ping'an scratched his head, he turned the card over, and found that there was a text on the back: How can a person who drinks a dove to quench his thirst not know the poison of the dove? Without it, if you don't drink it, you will die, and if you drink it, you can linger for a while!

"So......" Ling Ping'an thought, "this is what my parents once copied?!" ”

Thinking of this, he put the card back.

When he put the photo frame back, Ling Ping'an found that there seemed to be a thin family tree behind the place where the photo frame was originally placed.

He immediately took it off curiously.

After all, genealogy is the thing that touches the hearts of the Chinese people the most.

Because genealogy tells everyone in the Federation - who am I and where do I come from? stuff.

Ling Ping'an took down the thin family tree and found that it was already covered with dust.

He blew the dust and saw the name of the family tree.

"Jing Chuling's Family Tree".

"So......" Ling Ping'an scratched his head: "My ancestor's surname is Ling?" ”

"That's a strange surname!"

He opened the family tree, looked at the words on it, and finally knew that his ancestral home was originally in Jingchu.

Two hundred years ago, moved to Quang Nam.

When the ancestor was in Jingchu, he was still a famous local Wuzhu family, and from generation to generation, he sacrificed to Shao Si's life.

Shao Si Ming, Ling Ping still knows.

The child protector described in the Nine Songs of the famous poet Qu Yuan was a god worshipped in the Jingchu region during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Looking at the words on the family tree, Ling Ping'an knew that his family had always been passed down from generation to generation.

The men of each generation of the Ling family exist as witches who serve the young master's order.

Until 200 years ago, for unknown reasons, the family moved away from Jingchu's hometown, where they had lived for generations, and came to Guangnan to live and work in peace and contentment.

Since then, the Ling clan has been changed to the Ling family.

After reading the family tree, Ling Ping'an smiled.

"I can't believe that my ancestor is still a god!" As a staunch materialist, Ling Ping'an is not very interested in those feudal superstitions, that is, when writing novels, he will use them as materials.

I was about to put the family tree back, when suddenly, a small card fell out of the gap between the family tree.

Ling Ping'an picked it up and looked at it, it was a text of the Tao Te Ching.

"The ancient goodness is the Taoist......" he read the text above: "Subtle and supernatural, deep and unrecognizable......"

"It's the fifteenth chapter of the Tao Te Ching!" He smiled.

As an online author, how can you not read the Tao Te Ching?

Therefore, he knew that the fifteenth chapter of the Tao Te Ching was about the situation of the saint described by Lao Tzu.

In Lao Tzu's description, the so-called sage is a kind of existence that others cannot understand or recognize.

He is nameless, formless, and indescribable.

It is also far-reaching, profound, and has infinite wisdom.

Outsiders cannot perceive the existence of the saint, but they can subtly perceive the saint's avenue.

The actions of the saint are incomprehensible to outsiders.

The behavior of a saint is difficult for outsiders to understand.

In short, this is a high-dimensional existence that is very good at pretending to be coercive and elegant.

It is the existence that overrides all things and represents the ultimate truth and rules of the universe.

Humanity needs to learn and follow His ways and wisdom.

In the end, it is a new one.

This is also the subject of this article.

Ling Ping'an smiled: "I can't think of a certain ancestor of mine, and he still likes to read the Tao Te Ching!" ”

"This must be the Tao Te Ching he copied!"

With that, he carefully put the card into the family tree, put it back in its place, and closed the window.

But he didn't know it at all, and he couldn't see it.

From the moment he looked at the first card, the kitten Best had already stood up.

And around him, there are a pair of evil pupils, surrounding him.

Unspeakable monsters looked at him nervously.

It can be clearly seen that these things are afraid, nervous, and uneasy.

Eventually, when Lingping put the genealogy back, they scattered as if relieved.

On the glass door of the bookstore, a huge pupil opened.

He glared mercilessly at the monsters.

Then, punishment came.

In the pupils of his eyes, strange long whips were released, and these long whips rolled up those terrifying and unspeakable monsters, throwing them around.

Bang Bang Bang!

In the bookstore, the terrible howls are endless.

The whole world was shaken by their wails.

The kitten, Best, trembling and curled up, leaned against the computer, and carefully lay down.