Chapter 17: The Underground Chamber
"Demon pupils?" My brain was short-circuited in an instant. The master's understatement left me with deep doubts.
"Alright, Thirteen. It's time for us to go back and resume our lives, as for your apprentice's confusion, hehehe, it's up to you to go back and explain it to him." Bai Wuchang drooped his two-meter-long tongue, shook it with a sinister smile, and said to the master.
The master pouted his beard, glared at Bai Wuchang fiercely, and then said with a grudge on his face: "I said Bai Er, don't you think it's too much?" This is undoubtedly pushing Tianyang, the kid, into the fire pit."
At this time, Hei Wuchang stood up to defend Bai Wuchang and said, "Hehehe, thirteen! This is a bit of a plucking process. But I can't complain about my two brothers, you just need to know that this is what Lu Juan meant. Although you and I are different from yin and yang, in the final analysis, we are also officials in the same dynasty. I won't say anything superfluous, you know. Hehehe......".
I looked at the master with a confused expression, but the master shook his head with a sigh.
"Thirteen! The appearance fee of my two brothers, after the fact, don't forget to give it. Bai Wuchang patted the master's shoulder and said earnestly.
The master waved his hand with black lines on his face, "Let's go.. Let's go.. The mountains of gold, the mountains of silver, the boys and the girls are all business as usual."
"That's right! We two brothers also need to check up and down. Bai Wuchang slapped his withered hands and said with a red face.
His long scarlet tongue was blown by the wind, making people look at it and make their hearts hairy.
I haven't come out of the confusion just now, my head is short-circuited and pointed, and the storyteller is in a trance, "Then what should he do, you won't fry him."
Looking at the black iron that was thick and thin at the mouth of the bowl, and the storyteller who was chained, I was slightly moved by compassion. Truth be told, this storyteller is also pitiful. Even though his soul is in the netherworld, he still remembers his life as a storyteller. A character like this who carves his career into his bones can't help but admire.
As soon as the words came out, I realized that something was wrong. The cold sweat on my forehead woke me up in an instant. Standing opposite me is the white impermanence of the great name, if he is not happy, my soul may be carried down by him.
So I weakly explained, "Aha, I'm sorry guys. The kid just said casually, you guys just let me fart...". I wiped the sweat from my forehead and leaned over to the master on tiptoe.
Bai Wuchang shook his tongue and said with a dark smile on his face: "Hey, hey... It's okay, we'll see each other again soon."
I shuddered, what's the situation? Am I dying?
The two of them didn't wait for me to react, and immediately disappeared into the courtyard.
"Hey, hey, get rich at first sight" .. "The world is peaceful"... There was a cold laugh over the courtyard...
The master dragged his tired body and sat on the ground. "Tianyang, you go and find Li Tiehan. Tell him that the matter has been taken care of, and let him arrange the burial as soon as possible."
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At dawn, my master and I returned to the paper shop.
The master finished washing up and pulled me to the backyard. There is a stone table in the courtyard, and when the master is idle and has nothing to do, he always likes to sit here and drink tea.
I stroked the cool, smooth stone bench with my hand, and then sat down.
"Oh, master! It's still comfortable to sit on this stone bench", at this time, I crossed my legs and said to the master with a comfortable face.
When the master saw me hanging up, he puffed his beard, "Get up!" Who made you sit down".
I immediately stood up and asked tentatively, "Master, the disciple didn't make any big mistakes, right?"
The master didn't answer my words, waved his hand and said, "Tianyang! Stand aside".
I retreated to the stone table, thinking to myself about my master's thoughts. Why don't you let me sit down, old fellow? Are you still blaming me for persuading him to help Li Tiehan?
While I was thinking wildly, the master pressed his right hand firmly on the middle of the stone table. I only heard a "click", and the middle of the stone table suddenly split.
"I'll go, master. This... And there's a mechanism here? I don't know", I asked, staring blankly at the table.
The master clapped his hands and said, "Okay, now you can go down."
I touched the back of my head and asked puzzledly, "Master, what are you doing down?" It's dark and black, and I can't tell if there are any toxic gases such as biogas left underneath."
The master kicked me in the ass angrily, "Hey, kid, are you going down?" ”。
I rubbed my butt and went back: "Master!! You're not going to want to lock me up in the basement below."
The master snorted coldly, "Basement? How dare you think about it? Let's go down and see." After speaking, the master kicked me down.
"Ahh Old fellow, you're really going to imprison me in this dark basement! I'm not done with you...", as soon as my toes hit the ground, I yelled at the top of my head.
With a "poof", I just felt someone kick me in the back, and I fell to the ground.
I didn't have time to get up, so I turned my head to look behind me. I saw the dark basement, and I don't know when the oil lamp was lit. "Huh? Division... Fu: When did you come down"?
The master took a lighter and lit the old-fashioned oil lamps on the walls one by one. "Hey, hey, hey... Why would you change your voice and call the master again, you didn't shout like that just now, did you?"
I got up and smiled awkwardly, "Aha, you must have heard it wrong, I've always called you master!" The voice may have come from next door."
The master "snapped", and a chestnut came on top of my head. "Stinky boy, if I find out that you don't respect your teacher in the future, I'll put you...".
I took the master's words with my hands over the pimple on my head, "Shut up? ”。
The master glared at me fiercely, "You don't have a long memory when locked up." Hum... It is hung upside down on the beams of the house and dried fish".
I couldn't help but be clever, and a picture suddenly flashed in my mind: a delicate student, hung upside down on the beam, begging for mercy. An old man below was sipping tea while humming a little song and flicking his whip. After eating and drinking, he slowly stood up and walked towards the student with a grim smile on his face. slapped the student's face with the whip in his hand, "If you don't recruit or not, if you don't recruit you, you will continue to fight...... How does this old man look like, a kidnapping of weak terrorists.
So I licked my face and said to the master, "Haha, master! Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding...".
The master said to me dissatisfiedly, "Hmph! Look at your broken rub. I'll keep it in mind for you, if you do it again...".
"Look at my performance...", I wiped the sweat from my palms, this old man is really going to start, it is earth-shattering.
The master nodded with satisfaction, "I brought you down today to let you know the past history of my paper door."
I asked suspiciously, "Isn't the paper door just a person in the art world who knows some paper tie skills"?
The master explained: "Yes, it is not right. Well, you'll find out in a moment. I'll do it".
The master took me left and right to shuttle through the basement. I looked over my head curiously, and saw that the stars above were very beautiful.
I couldn't help but sigh: No wonder the master is not worried about poisoning, it turns out that this basement has been ventilated. Is it all from the master's hand?
The master seemed to see my question, and said with a proud face: "Tianyang! See the starry sky above your head? This is the starry sky map of Zhou Tian carved out by our paper and the predecessors of the past generations with their painstaking efforts and lives."
"A map of the stars? Isn't it just a ventilated hole", I really don't see what is so special about these stars.
The master pouted, "Hole eyes? If we let our predecessors know this, we will be so angry that we will crawl out of the ground and pull you down to eat."
"And what does this star do?" My cold hairs stand up, the master is good, he is shocked when he speaks, and he plays heartbeat with you.
"Hehe... This contains all the essence of the art of Qimen Dunjia, as long as you can comprehend most of it, this art world is at your disposal."
"And how much have you learned?" , I asked the master curiously.
"It's a dime...", the master said with a serious face.
I listened to it with a pain in the egg, and this old guy really didn't leak a drop when he spoke.
After a short time, my master and I came to the main hall.
This hall is not as carved and magnificent as I imagined. I saw beautiful poems and paintings, hanging all over the walls of the entire hall.
These are the magnificent national treasures that have been handed down from ancient times to the present in the land of China. There are a lot of small seal fonts, which are written on the picture sheet, and as for what these words mean, I can't understand one.
One of the articles was written in the current font, and I was stunned when I read it:
"The Lesson Before the Horse"
Unable to return to the sky, bow to the best, yin and yang, eight thousand female ghosts.
There is fire on the fire, the light candle in the earth, the name is not right, and there is a tiger in Jiangdong.
Disturbing the Central Plains, the mountains and rivers have no owner, two or three of them, and the sheep and horses begin.
Eighteen boys, starting from Taiyuan, move to be solved, the sun and the moon are beautiful.
In the past 50 years, there have been eight of them, and the villains are long and the creatures are poisonous.
But the natural water, the natural response to the people, the rigid and soft outside, the earth is gold.
One yuan is restarted, just in the middle, five or five from generation to generation, Erxi and I east.
The sun and the moon are beautiful, its color is red, stretching, where sixteen leaves.
The water moon has the lord, the ancient moon is the king, the ten legends are unified, and they respect each other
In front of the pig and the cow, thousands of people have a mouthful, and there is no blame for the inversion of five or two.
The four doors were opened suddenly, suddenly, the morning rooster sounded, and its way declined.
Saving the sick and saving the needy, is the only saint, the sun is restored and cured, and the obscurity is bright.
Virtuous and unrelenting, the world is a family, nameless and virtuous, glorious China.
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"It's... Master, this is the "Lesson Before the Horse" that can be compared, what picture can be pushed"? I stood under this article in a daze, my eyes as if they were fixed by something, and I couldn't leave for a long time.
The master nodded appreciatively, "This is what your ancestor master, through the technique of Qimen Dunjia, deduced."
"The ancestor of the paper gate is Zhuge Liuyun?" As soon as the master spoke, I was stunned!
It's no wonder to me, mainly because this grandfather's "Lesson Before the Horse" is too shocking.
"Lesson Before the Horse" wrote a book of prophecy for Zhuge Liuyun himself, literally speaking, it is a lesson in divination in front of the horse before sending out the army, in order to ask the good luck. However, he calculated the hexagrams of various dynasties from the period of the Great Bird Kingdom to the "Dajing" society in one breath, which can really be described as a top strange book in the art world.
One lesson and one dynasty, the development trajectory of all dynasties in the land of China has been exhausted, and it is shocking. Such a god turned out to be my ancestor who was a paper door, and at this moment, my little heart was beating in shock......