"Why do I feel as if they are from the White Lotus Sect? You said that the Green Gang tattooed a green dragon on its body, so isn't the White Lotus Sect just tattooed with a white lotus? The white lotus flower is quite difficult to tattoo, so you chose the red lotus? At this time, I suddenly asked He Ping'an.

"I've thought about it, but I've looked up a lot of books. I didn't find out that the White Lotus Sect, the anti-Qing and Ming restoration organization, had a tradition of tattooing a blood-colored lotus flower on its body, not to mention, even if it did, it wouldn't be tattooed on the back. The ancients were not so bold at that time. He Ping'an said.

I nodded and said that what you said is the same, the next thing is He Ping'an driving, we are just rushing like this, my head is running fast, but I still can't understand the connection between the second uncle and He Xiaoyu, including Zhuo Anu, if the relationship between He Xiaoyu and the second uncle is really an organization, then why does He Xiaoyu keep telling me to guard against my second uncle Zao Wou-ki?

Could it be that the members of these organizations do not know each other? In other words, He Xiaoyu still doesn't know that my second uncle is actually her own person? Thinking about it like this, I actually fell asleep, and another problem with me is laziness. There are a lot of things I really can't figure out, and I don't even think about them.

When I woke up again, I really didn't know which city I was in, I was called up by He Ping'an, after getting off the car, we entered a hotel to rest, and continued to hurry after the rest, He Ping'an held a map in his hand, this map is a rubbing, it looks like the lines outlined above and other things are very rough, but I look at the mountains in which the ups and downs, it seems that those lines invisibly outline the shape of a dragon, and on the top of the dragon's head, is marked with a lotus flower pattern.

I started thinking that I didn't know the map was just right, so that I wouldn't have to drive there, but then I was so bored that I asked for the map. At first glance, if you don't look at this picture, you might think it's an abstract dragon that has been drawn.

"What is this? Is this also a map? I asked.

"Don't tell me you can't even understand this thing, the ancients looked at the dragon vein, pay attention to the seven-point three-point god, the shape of the dragon is even more similar than the look, this is a probable, I don't understand the detailed division of the dragon without feet and the like after the specifics, and I don't know how to pretend to understand in front of you, but I took this picture to Mr. Feng Shui to see, that Mr. Feng Shui is not as famous as Huang Lao, but he told me conclusively that this is an extremely rare dragon vein, and the dragon god dragon foot shape and god have both, the feng shui pattern of this place, The burial of the emperor will feel wasteful. It is enough to be used as the underworld of the corpse of the Great Luo Jin Immortal, that is to say, this place is enough to bury the immortals, and I asked him at that time, what if the problem of this lotus flower is a temple? You know what? He Ping'an asked me.

Along the way, I was already very familiar with He Ping'an, and when he said this, I hurriedly urged: "Hurry up, what a bend!" "Female fluttering group talent.

"At that time, the feng shui gentleman told me that if this place is a burial person, it can protect the descendants of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, if this place is a temple, it can protect the monk's golden body of the Buddha's family, and if it is a Taoist temple at this time, it will definitely make the great real person have a chance to soar in a hundred days, although the incense is not prosperous. But after all, there is a true God present. He Ping'an said.

"So you speculate on that. The temple that Zhang Xianzhong built for his ancestor Zhang Yazi should be here? I asked.

"You can think of this, it seems that my speculation is relatively conservative." He Ping'an laughed.

At first, I didn't figure out what He Ping'an meant by this, but after a while I realized that this guy was still saying that I had a bad head, but I found that I was speechless, because even if this picture really fell into my hands, according to my character, I couldn't get too much. His ability to promote logic is indeed beyond my reach.

We continued to drive, and when we arrived at a place where we could not use the car, we purchased a batch of equipment and chose to walk, this Zhang Yazi is a real legendary immortal. And if we check through the later information, we found that the Tiansheng Shrine built by Zhang Xianzhong, the historical information is in Zitong, and there is indeed a Tiansheng Shrine here, but the modern atmosphere of this temple is too strong, it is a special building for tourism in modern times, and it is different from the temple that we are looking for that has disappeared for a hundred years.

Despite this, we still played a circle of the temple built by the descendants, this temple adopted the positive evaluation of Zhang Xianzhong by most scholars, the land of Bashu is many heroes and heroes, this temple is the explanation on the stele about Zhang Xianzhong's slaughter of Sichuan is by the people of Sichuan and the Qing government for more than ten years, if Zhang Xianzhong really killed eight million in Sichuan, almost all of Sichuan, then where did the troops who fought against the Qing Dynasty for more than ten years come from?

Therefore, the stele inscription attributed the tragedy of Sichuan to the fact that the people of Sichuan resisted to the death and barbarians entered Sichuan, so after the Qing Dynasty captured Chengdu, it adopted the policy of killing all men, children and leaving only women, which can even find the content of the notice of the year: people and thieves are mixed, and jade is inseparable. Or slaughter the whole city, or slaughter men and leave women, in short, the truth of the matter has been buried in the loess, and history is always written by the victors, when the Sichuan land was deserted and corpses were everywhere, whether it was Zhang Xianzhong or the Qing court, these things have been difficult to verify.

Being able to have time to play all over here shows that He Ping'an and I are not panicked, in fact, we can't panic, to put it mildly, about a route we traveled this time, it is actually He Ping'an's speculation on He Xiaoyu, and we did it secretly this time, only relying on a drawing that I don't know whether it is true or false. What we can get in front of us, we don't have a bottom in our hearts.

Finally, when we went out, we worshiped Zhang Xianzhong Ancestral Hall, because Zhang Xianzhong did have the reason of "evil deeds", Zhang Xianzhong's immortal was molded like a demon king of the mixed world, and in a corner of Zhang Xianzhong's ancestral hall, there was a blind old Taoist priest, set up a table, put a bamboo tube on the table, there were a lot of signatures in it, I was just bored, and I saw that this old Taoist priest seemed to be quite pitiful, so I walked over and drew a lot, in fact, now I want to draw lots because of my unstable mentality.

Chen Jiuliang followed my second uncle into the mountain, and it is still a deep imprint in my heart until now.

The lottery is very slow, and I think that the lottery is not as good as the collision of the lot, so I randomly drew one and handed it to the old Taoist, the old Taoist priest was blind, I was also curious about how he explained the signature, who knew that he didn't use his eyes, but touched with his hands, I took out a sign to see, and found that on the bamboo strip, it was not a word, but a strange pattern.

"It's a hard thing to sign, it's a mess of thoughts." The old Taoist priest shook his head and said.

I took out a hundred dollars and put it on the table, I had also told my fortune before, and I knew that as soon as I said this, the next thing might be nonsense, I inevitably felt a trace of disappointment in my heart, and I was at a loss at the moment, and I desperately hoped that a real master would guide me.

The power of faith is this, and if you believe, it will light a lamp for you in the confusion.

I turned around to leave, but who knew that this blind Taoist priest stopped me at this time and said, "Little friend stays, can you borrow your left hand to let the poor Taoist touch?" ”

I was stunned, but I still stretched out my left hand, this Taoist priest grabbed my hand, gently rubbed, his thumb was very powerful, touching my hand like a point, so that my whole body was very relaxed.

But after he rubbed like this for a while, his face suddenly changed, and he said, "Dare to ask Xiaoyou if you can tell Poor Dao about his birthday?" ”

Now I wonder even more, dare I really meet a real immortal? Or is it a good show to lie to me next? I asked, "I was supposed to draw lots, but why do you want my birthday?" ”

"Xiaoyou's palmistry and signature are extremely difficult to understand, what is the result of this fate? The poor road can't be solved at this time, and I still ask Xiaoyou to give it to me. This Taoist priest was even a little indifferent at this time.

I hesitated for a moment, although it is inconvenient to give people the eight characters of birth, I heard my grandfather say that people with evil hearts can use the eight characters of birth, or even a hair to harm people, but this blind Taoist priest gave me a good impression, and I was also curious about his explanation of my life, so I told him in his ear.

Who knew that after I finished speaking, this blind Taoist priest pinched his fingers, and his face suddenly changed and almost trembled and asked me: "Dare to ask Xiaoyou if his surname is Guo?" ”