Chapter 57: The Mystery of the Key
(October 3) countdown to the 88th day
In the main hall of the wooden building, Yao Xiaoyi looked at the eyes of the people in the huge oil painting again, and the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became. As scientists have calculated, the Mona Lisa's eyes are seductive and evil, containing too many complex emotions. What's more, these emotions seem to change with the viewer's mood, you are happy, she is also happy; You are disgusted, and she will also stare at you in disgust, as if it is a mirror that can read your inner emotions.
Cracking the code of the secret room of the wooden building is precisely thanks to the light beam that shoots from the eye part of the hidden painting. In addition, the designers of the mechanism also made full use of the habit of the author of the oil painting, Leonardo da Vinci, to write with his backhand, and without referring to this habit, even if he cracked the hidden letters on the Mona Lisa's eyeballs, he would not be able to open the secret door of the secret room. Judging from the degree of corruption of the corpses in the secret room, the secret room mechanism should have existed decades ago, and it is very difficult to crack such a difficult mechanism.
If the designer of the mechanism was the deceased of the chamber, why did he go to such great lengths? A dying person should have let go of everything, why should he deliberately lock himself in a secret room and die slowly? What does it mean to be afraid that others will find it, but that others will not find it, but that there are obviously important clues left in the locked box, but the key is deliberately not left? In addition, the note said that there is a fate that can be found, what does this mean by fate? What is the key to finding the key?
Yao Xiaoyi entered the secret room, put the chair on the small square table, and groped for the top plate one by one with her fingers; Then follow the four walls from top to bottom, until you reach the foot of the wall; Finally, the ground was also groped with her fingers one by one, and the small space of only half a square meter was searched by her inch by inch, but she still found nothing.
Now only the corpse remains. Do you have to move the corpses?
"I'm sorry, old man, I had to do this."
After hesitating for a moment, Yao Xiaoyi still made up her mind and arched her hand in the face of the corpse. She carefully removed the body by nearly 10 centimeters, and in order to ensure that the body did not fall apart, she also dragged the chair over and leaned against it, and moved the original wooden block to stuff it under the body. Checking the location of the original corpse again, there was nothing.
She finally despaired, and froze in place, it seemed that she was really not the deceased's so-called destined person.
She bowed to the corpse again, returning it to its place little by little, and then moved the wooden block over and slowly stuffed it in.
Just as the wooden block had just returned to its original position, there was a crisp clicking sound from behind. Turning his head, a brick slowly protruded from the wall, popping out little by little, and then falling down entirely, and a palm-sized gap appeared in the wall.
Yao Xiaoyi thought about it, rushed over and touched the hole, and sure enough, there was a key!
Yao Xiaoyi took out the key and hurriedly opened the copper box. The box contained three gold bars, a deed, a white clay vase, and a letter. The envelope was written with the words "To those who are destined".
Yao Xiaoyi unfolded the letterhead with some nervousness, and a story that had been sealed for more than 50 years slowly unfolded.
To those who are destined:
Thank you for opening this letter.
To find the key, my body must be removed and restored completely, and only then can the pressure-sensing device under the floor be activated, otherwise the key will never appear. In the face of a corpse, you can carefully remove it and have a return to the original flavor, which shows that your heart is kind. I don't know who you are or when you read this letter. Since you can crack the code of the oil painting, and you can accurately find the mechanism that activates the secret room, it also shows that you are a very smart person, so that I can entrust my last words to you with confidence, otherwise, I would rather go to another world with my last words.
My name is Tang Ji, I was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, my ancestors have practiced medicine for four generations, and I am called "Tang Bodhisattva" by the villagers in Shuimu Town within a radius of ten miles - of course, this is the past. Just yesterday, those who I had cured and saved their lives had a different face. They were full of emotion and tears, accusing our family of being a bourgeoisie, a lackey of the bourgeoisie, a traitor to a foreign country, as evidenced by a Western oil painting brought back by my son, who had studied medicine from afar.
Those red-colored-small-will order me and my wife to draw a line with my son and expose his sins in order to clear our own sins.
I am a Chinese medicine practitioner who has cured and saved countless people, but I cannot cure the hearts of these diseased people. The lady was so humiliated that she jumped to her death from the Critic Doutai. The son hit the stone with his head, and blood splattered on the spot. I am ashamed to say that I am not as brave as my wife and son, and I did not prove my innocence by death. Sadly, the wife and son did not clear the charge with their deaths, but were instead branded as "stubborn-factions who committed suicide in fear of crime". Early this morning, I went to collect the bodies of my wife and son, but I was rejected because I did not explain the problem thoroughly. They said that it was okay to collect the body, and that tomorrow I would have to go to the stage again to expose the crimes of my wife and son "deeply and thoroughly".
Just now, I gave a small leader named Liu Hui a large sum of cash, and promised them a good confession tomorrow in exchange for the bodies of his wife and son. Tomorrow I will definitely not go to the Doutai, there is nothing to fear from death, I will go with my wife and son. I have buried my wife and son on the back hill, and there is a col about 5 kilometers down the path behind the wooden building into the forest. The rebels will not wait for me to go to the Doutai tomorrow, and will definitely look for the grave, so the grave does not have a mound, but two small cypress trees are planted on it.
I think that my Tang Ji family has been a doctor for four generations, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, but now my family is ruined. If someone has pity on me, an old man who is dying, I have a reluctant request, please bury my body with my wife and children. Even if we die, our family of three will also die together. Tang Ji could not repay the great kindness of the destined person, and the silver taels and the house deed in the wooden box were given to the benefactor as a reward. In addition, the white clay bottle in the wooden box contains a hallucinogen that I have been developing for many years. This agent is extracted from a wild mushroom on the back mountain, which is extremely toxic, and is used cautiously by Wanwang benefactors, and does not harm kindness.
It was almost dawn, and the rebels were already knocking on the courtyard door. And I'll be in this chamber for the rest of my life.
I'll get down on my knees with you.
Say goodbye.
Tang Ji thanked the destined people
In the early hours of August 6, 1972
After reading the letter, Yao Xiaoyi's eyes were already moist. She couldn't understand the incident described by the old man, but she could understand the old man's behavior. The wife and children committed suicide unjustly and did not clear the trumped-up charges, and the grave after death could not even be built. In order to preserve the bones of his wife and children, the old man had to make this decision, the world was desolate, and people died without dignity.
Yao Xiaoyi decided to fulfill the old man's last wish.
She is grateful for the opportunity to help someone who has never lived in her life to alleviate her sins. As for the old man, the person who can find the key is kind-hearted, she can't afford it, her hands are already stained with blood, she has no revenge, she has a good heart, but she can only walk into the abyss.