Taking the pen and paper from Professor Xia, I picked up the pencil and glanced at the paper, so as to calculate the scale of the drawing according to the size of the paper.

After some careful drawing, I made a sketch of the structure of the church, and I made it from memory.

When Professor Xia saw that I had drawn it, he praised me: "Sen, this sketch is very good!" Now let's talk about your point of view. ”

After listening to Professor Xia's words, I smiled and nodded to him, and said, "Uncle Xia, the geographical location of this church is on the cliff of the west of the mountain, because of the abundant trees around it, it means that its soil is rich in minerals.

"But as far as I can see, the soil in that area is mostly soft and sandy, and the soil is soft and fertile, which makes the trees lush, and at the same time, the soil is washed away by the rain during the rainy season; Therefore, what seems to be a lush woods is actually full of holes underground.

"For this reason, I looked at the church from afar, compared it with a branch, calculated its actual height, and then estimated how many cornerstones it would have to lay down to bear the weight, and how much space there was underground.

From this, this scale plan of the church was drawn. You can use this diagram to help me point out and see if there are any other things that are wrong. ”

"Asen, you've talked in detail, but as far as I can see, there's something wrong with your underground spatial structure." After listening to my explanation, Professor Xia questioned the same issues that I had in mind.

I nodded to him, tore out the sketch, and after sketching it on a new piece of paper, I said, "That's right, Uncle Xia." Actually, the picture is to match the height of the church, and the underground area is a fiction for me. In fact, this church is located in the middle of a cliff in the shape of a bird's beak, and there is not so much soil underneath it.

"Therefore, there may be other factors in this, which caused it to stand still in the middle of a hidden cliff hundreds of years later!"

"Well, Sen, you have a point, it looks like we're going to have to go on a field trip tomorrow." After listening to this, Professor Xia patted me on the shoulder and praised me, and at the same time put forward the decision to go to the field.

Afterwards, I followed Professor Xia out of the study he had built on the ground floor of the villa (or studio, which is more accurate) and rested in a guest room he had arranged.

Professor Xia is a very particular person, judging the appearance of his villa, the layout of the hall, the planning of the underground studio and the decoration of the room where I live now.

On one wall of this room, there is an ancient painting from the late Ming Dynasty, called "Chongyang Ascending the Mountain". As in the "Qingming Riverside Map", "Shang" refers to the direction, which is north; However, it is an imitation, and it is made by Professor Xia.

I can't see the slightest flaw in the synchronous depiction technique of the painting, but as for the material of the paper, even if Professor Xia remade a page of paper according to the restoration technique of ancient paintings, I still smelled the new smell of the ink used to imitate the color of the ancient paper.

I think Professor Xia arranged for me to come to this guest room, but he actually wanted to be proud of his talent. However, with such a valuable painting, hanging in the guest room, it means that he respects the guests at the same time, but also shows that he has a high bearing, and the guests can not see that this is an imitation.

For this reason, not to expose him is also to save face for yourself, and to consider the future development of me and Lingxin.

Of the few lines of books that were laid out for guests in the guest room, I flipped through a few of them, and they were a little interesting.

When I was bored, I took out my phone and looked up some bits and pieces of the church's history since it was recorded.

It's late at night, and I don't rest, not because I love learning. As the saying goes, "stay up late and lose your kidneys, or even sudden death, be cautious", except for me.

The reason for my exception was not that I had reached the realm of being obsessed with cultivating immortals like "a graceful and beautiful boy who couldn't sleep at night", but that I was extremely frightened when I was very young, which caused my nerves to be abnormally active, and my body was also running in a breakthrough.

For many years, I have been sleepless, and in terms of health, there is nothing abnormal in all aspects of my body. After the consultation of the joint Chinese and Western medicine, it is not possible to come to a conclusion that can be explained by the current science. For those who often sigh that "the night is empty and lonely", I just want to give a look that "I understand".

There is this vision of physical existence, which I rejected at first! But then I figured it out, and in terms of time, it seemed that I could live a hundred years; But more importantly, I have more time to do what I'm interested in, which is great!

Compared to others, I have regrets that I have never experienced the warmth of a dreamland.

For the ancient book "Well frogs don't talk about the sea, summer insects don't talk about ice", although the words mean not to argue with short-sighted people, then you will only be pulled down by him.

This is how I realized: "What kind of situation will it be like to dream in Senbe".

After consulting some existing records about that church, I found that the original record of that church is from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It is rumored that the church was originally built when Western missionaries came to China for exchange and study. In ancient times, missionaries were treated with high courtesy.

According to the formal structure of that church, although it is similar to a Western church, some details are contrary to Western architectural concepts, so I can conclude that the church is the work of a folk magician, and he is a highly cultivated master.

For this reason, I can't figure out why a feng shui master would want to build a church. Perhaps from the point of view of the sanctity of the church, it can be guessed that the builders wanted to hide some secrets from the world and avoid being disturbed.

I dare not say whether there is a treasure in the vision of the mountain, or in the location of its church, but there must be a more shocking secret than the treasure.

Because I was still a little uncomfortable at Professor Xia's house, I seemed a little restless. Finally, I poured a cup of hot tea, calmed down, and tested and perfected the self-developed "strong magnetic compass" software.