Chapter 22: The Atlas of the Nine Stars

On this day, I was carefully looking at the booklet that Yin Li left for me, which recorded the vanity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoSuddenly the door was pushed open, and I turned my head to see that it was Hu Fang. I was a little overjoyed that she had moved to my house since the funeral, but for the next few days she locked herself in her room, refusing to leave the house. No matter how much Li Zhisheng and I tried to persuade us, we refused to open the door, and I had not eaten or drunk for several days, and I was also worried about what to do if this continued.

Before I could speak, Hu Fang staggered and said, "Is there water......?" and I hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, you wait a while." I will first help her to sit on the sofa in the living room and pour her a glass of water. She snatched the glass and dried it down.

I was afraid that she would choke, so I patted her on the back and said, "You slow down, no one will rob you." I looked at her haggard face and asked with concern, "Do you want to eat?" As soon as she heard me say that she was eating, she quickly turned her face and nodded at me. I couldn't help but laugh when I looked at her.

I smiled and said, "You sit down first, and I'll go get you something to eat." I rummaged through the cabinets for a long time and found that the only things I could eat were noodles and a few eggs. In the past few days, Li Zhisheng and I have either eaten takeout or instant noodles, and we have nothing to eat at all. I shouted into the living room, "It's just noodles, okay?" ā€

But I didn't hear Hu Fang reply, only heard the sound of opening the door, and then Li Zhisheng's voice came: "Yo~ There are noodles to eat, bring me a bowl too." As soon as I heard that he was back, I looked at the noodles in my hand again and said, "It's not enough, it's enough for Hu Fang to eat alone, you have to eat it and buy it yourself." Li Zhisheng should have seen Hu Fang sitting in the living room at this time, so he didn't talk to me again.

Hu Fang ate and took a bath, and the whole person swept away the previous haze, and his spirit recovered a lot. After that, Li Zhisheng talked about what he encountered today, he said: "I went out to run errands today, and when I came back, I passed by an exhibition hall, so I went in to have a look. I didn't know I found this ......," he said, holding his phone up to me.

I took my phone and looked at it, and I was amazed by it. It turned out to be a stone slab with the same pattern on my chest, but the annotation on the side was not Xiao, but the "Nine Death Star Map" I was puzzled when I looked at it, and I hurriedly asked Li Zhisheng what he meant. He smiled and said, "At first, I thought that this thing on your chest was just nine stars, but after the four-corner game, you said that it was not nine stars but a fish, and I was very puzzled." Just when I happened to see this thing, I understood. Look at the bottom of the tablet to see if there's a very small piece of text. ā€

I maxed out the photo on my phone, and sure enough, there was a very small text at the bottom, but it wasn't simplified, so I couldn't read it at all. He said, "There is a symbol that seems to be a word, do you know what that means?" Li Zhisheng listened to my question and groaned for a while, as if he was thinking about how to explain it to me.

After a moment, he opened his mouth and said: "There are yin and yang poles in the world, and there are two ways of life and death in the world, and these nine stars naturally have life and death." There is a book that records the matter of these nine stars, and I have only heard the elders mention this thing from the previous elders. This Nine Stars is also known as the 'Nine Lives Star Chart' that can prolong the lives of the living, and this 'Nine Death Star Chart' is used to revive the dead. I think what you have on you should be the 'Nine Lives Star Chart', but the female ghost you met before said that you are a fish, and it should refer to its function......"

This sudden explanation made me a little apprehensive. First the box was obtained, then it was engraved with the seal of the ray, and then the mark changed. My instincts tell me that I'm getting closer to the truth of all this. But why is this thing on display in that exhibition hall, and what is the origin of this thing?

Thinking of this, I opened my mouth and said: "Since there is a display in the exhibition hall you said, then let's stop guessing, let's go directly to the curator and ask for clarification, don't we know it?!" ā€

Li Zhisheng was still explaining to me, but I was distracted, and I didn't hear a word of what he said afterwards. When he saw that I had interrupted him, he looked at Hu Fang, who had fallen asleep after eating enough, and whispered, "Then the two of us will go?" ā€

"Well, it is estimated that Hu Fang has not slept at all in the past two days, let her have a good rest." After that, we set off to the exhibition hall that Li Zhisheng said.

When I arrived, I realized that it was not the kind of large exhibition hall I imagined at all, but there was an antique smell in it. There are dozens of exhibits in the small exhibition hall, including bronze, jade, and iron, and there are almost nothing I can name. Li Zhisheng seemed to have no interest in the other exhibits at all, and led me straight to a display case in a corner.

I stood in front of the cabinet and leaned over to take a closer look, it was the slate that Li Zhisheng took to me with his mobile phone, but it was different from the feeling of looking at the photo, the slate as a whole was blue-black, every line appeared very smooth, and the pen and pen were connected, and there was no break point at all. Although I can't see the doorway in this, this processing technology, if it was made by the ancients, it is by no means ordinary people.

"A broken slate, but it's processed with such a process, if it's just for the sake of pretty, then the person doing it must be a ......psychopath," I muttered as I looked at the slate. Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind: "You're right, the person who makes this thing is a psychopath. ā€

I hurriedly turned around when I heard the sound, and a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby body appeared in front of me. He pestles his cane and wears a black tuxedo suit. He smiled at me, looked at Li Zhisheng again and said, "This is the friend you are talking about?" I turned my head to look at Li Zhisheng, he didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

I saw that the two of them seemed to have known each other, and the person on the other side had also learned about me from Li Zhisheng. But out of politeness, I introduced myself briefly, and he smiled and said, "I'm the curator here, my surname is death, and my single name is an apprentice." The death of death, but read as four tones, the disciple of master and apprentice. ā€

I thought I had misheard the question, "The death of the dead?" Did I hear it wrong? He laughed and said, "That's how almost everyone reacts when they hear my last name." Yes, you heard it right. It's an ancient surname, and it's rarely used and few people know it anymore. ā€

I was amazed when I heard it, but he said disapprerovingly, "I heard that your friend said that you also have a pattern on your body that is the same as this 'Nine Death Star Chart'?" I nodded yes and unbuttoned a few of the gits of my jacket to show him some of the patterns, and asked him if he knew the ins and outs of the thing.

He turned around and waved at Li Zhisheng and me, motioning for us to follow. I glanced at Li Zhisheng and followed him into a room at the back of the exhibition hall, which was filled with all kinds of old books.

Seeing the room full of books, Li Zhisheng seemed a little excited. He shoved me aside and leaned over to the books to take a closer look. The Dead Apostle didn't mind Li Zhisheng's behavior, he searched the shelves and found a book in front of me. I looked down, wasn't this the "Divine Sutra" that Li Zhisheng brought me before?

"I've seen this book, and it doesn't say anything related to the Nine Stars." Looking at the book the Dead Apostle handed me, I said with certainty. He handed it back and said, "You may know the book, but I'm sure you're not the whole thing." ā€

Hearing him say this, I took a closer look at the copy of the "Divine Sutra" in his hand. Looking at this, I can indeed see that this book is much thicker than the one Li Zhisheng gave me before. The Dead Apostle continued, "The first volume of this book is one of forty-seven articles, and the second volume is the Nine Star Atlas. So the full name of this book should be 'Divine Sutra?' Nine Star Atlas'"

I hurriedly took the book from the Dead Apostle's hand and flipped through it. The first half is almost the same as the one Li Zhisheng brought me. But when I turned to the back, I saw a pattern that had been drawn on a whole page, and it was the Nine Star Chart!

The next page also draws a map of the nine stars, but the difference is that the direction of the drawing is reversed. I looked back and forth at the two patterns and found that they were almost identical except that the position and orientation were reversed. I was surprised and said, "Is this the so-called nine lives and nine deaths?" ā€

The Dead Apostle patted me on the shoulder and said, "Looks like you already know a little bit, and I know about the same as you." But I think there's one thing you don't know......"

His words piqued my curiosity, and I stopped turning the pages. looked at him seriously and said, "Please feel free to say it directly." He leaned in with his cane in both hands and whispered, "I know what you're doing now, and the author of this book was doing the same thing as you were doing." ā€

I was shocked and hurriedly asked, "The same thing?" You mean ......" I rolled up my sleeves and showed him the blue mark on my hand. The Dead Apostle retracted his body and straightened his mind and said, "Exactly." ā€

"Where did you find out? What basis do you have? I frowned and pressed on. The Dead Apostle pointed to the book in my hand and said, "Here's all the answers you want." When yin is yang, heaven is the day of the earth. It is in heaven and under the earth that it is known. ā€

The Dead Apostle turned and walked out, and I was stunned by what he said. I thought I could get the answers I wanted here, but my problem was not solved, and I was annoyed that there were new questions for no reason.

After that, no matter how much I asked, he said that he knew so much, and refused to say more. But my gut tells me that he knows so much more than that. But he refused to say it again no matter what, and I didn't want to make it difficult for others, so I had to give up.

And that "Divine Sutra? I wanted to ask the Dead Apostle to borrow it for research, but he said, "This book is like waste paper to me, even if it is sold for money, no one will collect this kind of unknown book, so I should give it to you." ā€

In this way, Li Zhisheng and I left the exhibition hall with the atlas. On the way back, Li Zhisheng seemed to be immersed in the books he was reading, chattering with me all the way about what he saw. It was as if he hadn't listened to my conversation with the Dead Apostles.

I didn't pay attention to what Li Zhisheng said to me, sitting in the car home, I just stared at the book in my hand, and the two words of the Dead Apostle repeated in my mind: "I know what you are doing now, and the author of this book was doing the same thing as you at that time." And the strange phrase "When yin is yang, heaven is the day of the earth." It is in heaven and under the earth that it is known. "I couldn't figure it out.