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"The mountains and seas worship the gods with a stick of incense, and the investigation of life and death will never hurt. The Qingdao Han family has long been out of the minds of the life and death of the people in the world, if you think about it, why should they care about you, an unknown little ant?" Yan Gexing continued.

Those two lines of poetry Tang Wan also said that the four words "investigating life and death" already represent the supreme status of the Han family's thaumaturgy in the rivers and lakes.

I shook my head: "I really don't know what to do next—Mr. Yan, are you willing to teach me?"

Yan Gexing held his head high, staring at the air conditioning outlet above my head.

"Maybe there is no 'Divine Mirror' in the world that everyone is looking for, and in our family, no one has ever mentioned this thing since I was a child. My house is so big, even if I bulldoze the house and turn the ground over to find it, I am willing to accompany me to the end. But who can tell me what it is?" I muttered.

I didn't expect an answer from Yan Gexing, but I hoped that the cold conversation between us would continue and that neither of us would leave the room.

"What is that? Artifact, artifact, naturally it is a supreme magic weapon from the divine realm. Yan Gexing replied leisurely.

I asked, "Your explanation is tantamount to using one noun to explain another noun without saying its essence at all." May I ask you, Mr. Yan, how big and wide is this 'Divine Mirror'? Square or round, hard or soft, glass or metal, black, white, or colored?"

This kind of blind guessing is pointless, and I wouldn't have asked so many boring or even stupid questions in normal times.

Yan Gexing couldn't answer this question, just smiled lightly and remained silent.

"I really have a headache! No one knows the answer, but if you come to ask me, don't you ask Yu Blind?" I hugged my head and smiled bitterly.

It's not a fake, it's what I really feel at the moment.

"In this world, only a few people know the answer. Yan Gexing said suddenly.

"Who—who?" I immediately asked.

He seemed to know that he had lost his words, flicked his nails lightly, and shook his head in denial: "I'm just guessing, the world is big, there are thousands of wise people, and there are always some people whose IQ is far higher than that of ordinary people, such as Einstein, Hawking, the great sages in physics, ......."

This is not the answer I want, but I think of a person, that is, Qingdao Han's said, "If you want to talk, you will only talk to the one from the Yan family". "That person" must be a rare big man in the world, a hundred times higher than Yan Gexing. If I am willing to go to the capital with Yan Gexing, I may be able to meet that person.

"After this is over, I will renovate the house for you. Yan Gexing said.

I nodded, "Thank you." ”

While he was kind enough to renovate the house for me, he would conduct an all-round and high-density analysis and detection of the old house. As long as there is a treasure hidden, it will be found.

Of course, Gu Po also said before that she had searched the old mansion countless times, and found nothing every time.

I believe that the actions to be taken by Yan Gexing will not yield satisfactory results either. So, where is the so-called "Divine Aspect Water Mirror" owned by the Xia family?

"Tuk Tuk", a man in black knocked lightly on the door, and then came in to report: "Mr. Yan, there is something we can't decide, please show me." ”

As the man in black spoke, he glanced at me, his voice a little hesitant.

Yan Gexing waved his sleeves: "Let's say, Xiao Xia is not an outsider. ”

The man in black agreed, and then continued to report: "Someone from the official face is coming, and while condoling and saying goodbye, I want to see Mr. Xia." The other party heard that you are here, and they are also very interested and want to meet you for a few words. ”

Yan Gexing raised his eyebrows: "The other party's surname is Qi, right?"

The man in black nodded: "Exactly." ”

Yan Gexing groaned slightly, and raised his sleeves: "Please invite him in and serve good tea." ”

The man in black bowed, then walked out quickly.

"It is always difficult for people in the official position to deal with others. Sometimes if you accidentally say the wrong word, you will anger the other person and be retaliated against. The surname of the person who is coming is Qi Mingmei, as a native of Jinan, you should have heard of it?" Yan Gexing asked.

I nodded: "Yes, I often see his name in the newspapers." ”

Qi Mei is a celebrity in the thaumaturgical world in the provincial capital, and he is in the official face, but he is only a fictitious position, without any real power.

It is said that he has a very low-key nickname, called "the first doorman".

"Talk less and listen more to him. Yan Gexing told again.

I nodded vigorously again, reassuring him that I was not a talkative person.

Qi Mei is a big man, and flat-headed people like me rarely have the opportunity to talk to each other at close range, so my impression of him is limited to the appearance of Shandong News Station and Jinan News Station, which is extremely vague.

"I expected him to come, and I expected that he would not show up too early or too late, but at a tipping point where things were about to change. The old fox has always been like this, and he will never be hasty before he takes a step, for fear of wading into the wrong troubled waters. Yan Gexing muttered to himself.

About five minutes later, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a silver-gray suit and a smoky gray trench coat rushed in, his eyes glancing left and right, first on Yan Gexing's face, and then on my face.

His eyes were clear and bright, bright, and full of energy, as if he could put the thoughts of everyone present into his eyes as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Xiao Xia, the festival mourns smoothly, you must take care. He held out his hand to me.

I stretched out my hand, and he held it tightly and shook it up and down twice forcefully and politely.

"Hello Mr. Qi. Yan Gexing greeted from the side.

This person turned around and shook hands with Yan Gexing, and his movements were extremely appropriate, neither hurried nor abrupt, nor muddy, and every movement seemed to be carefully choreographed.

"Xiaoyan, how are a few peers and elders in the family?" the man asked.

Yan Gexing nodded again and again: "It's all good, thank you Mr. Qi for your greetings." ”

The man laughed softly: "Time flies so fast, when I visited Chinese Online, a famous cultural company in the capital with Ling Zun the year before last, it seemed like yesterday." In the blink of an eye, two years have passed, more than 800 days have passed, and it has been almost 1,000 days, and Renjia Company has also been listed, but Ling Zun and I are also old. ”

I listened carefully, Qi Mei only mentioned Yan Gexing's father, it seems that there is still a difference between Yan's father and the "Yan family" respected by the Han family in Qingdao.

"Mr. Qi is not old, in the past few years, everyone who knows Mr. Qi in the provincial capital is admired by everyone and gives a thumbs up. Yan Gexing bowed and said.

This person laughed: "False praise, the provincial city hides the dragon and the crouching tiger, my eyebrows are just stained with the light of good friends, so that I can eat in the official face." In terms of real ability, it is far worse than your Yan family, especially your younger generation, all of them are smart and excellent, we really can't compare. ”

When the two were greeting, I noticed that the corner of Qi Mei's eyes kept glancing at me, which showed that the purpose of his walk in was not Yan Gexing, but me.

I recalled in my mind the information I had read about Qi Mei, and roughly speaking, the thaumaturgy he was good at was biased towards qigong and ideological gong, and the circle of friends he made was mainly officials, and there were very few ordinary people.

"Xiao Xia, I remember one thing when I see you, alas, the old thing is like yesterday, and the Si people are dead. A few years ago, I met your grandfather in Quancheng Square, and he was already a little confused at the time, but I used some small mental means to help him temporarily regain consciousness. He told me that the legendary 'Divine Water Mirror' was gone, and as a descendant of the Xia family, he was ashamed of his ancestors and ancestors, and he had to apologize for his death. The older generation of thaumaturgical people in the provincial city knew about the 'Divine Aspect Water Mirror', and many people were moved by it, thinking that as long as they found this thing, they could predict the future, dominate the modern era, and change the past, but no one had really seen it. I believe what your grandfather said is true, but I hope it is not true. Our Chinese ancestors have handed down many thaumaturgical artifacts in order to protect the great foundation of the Chinese nation for 5,000 years with these to defend the country, resist foreign enemies, and protect the great foundation of the Chinese nation for 5,000 years. It's a pity that many treasures have been sold to foreigners at low prices, resulting in a national dilemma of Tai'a. I often read some information on this side of the government, and I feel more and more that the foundation of our Chinese has been hollowed out by these losers. I'm here to tell you, don't have any illusions about the 'Divine Water Mirror', it's just a dream-" He said as he raised his eyebrows and sighed.

Yan Gexing changed color, staring at my eyes, his chest kept rising and falling, as if he was about to explode in the blink of an eye.

I nodded calmly: "Thank you Mr. Qi for your advice, I am just an ordinary person, and I have never heard my grandfather talk about this thing." Now, my grandfather is gone, I buried him, and I went home to live a good life, and I definitely didn't have delusions. My teacher taught me from a young age that pie doesn't fall from the sky. I also understand that the common people must live the life of the common people, and it is useless to be ambitious. ”

In fact, I have long made up my mind that no matter what others say, I will respond in a wooden and low-key manner. Only in this way will no flaws be exposed.

"Okay, if you have this understanding, I'm relieved. Qi Mei nodded and patted me on the shoulder, "I still have to go to work, so I can't send Mr. Xia in person." In the future, I will always keep in touch, and come to me if I have any difficulties. ”

I didn't have any extravagant expectations for Qi Mei, and I didn't want to slap him, so I just responded politely: "Thank you, Mr. Qi, for taking time out of your busy schedule to come." ”

Yan Gexing stretched out his hand to the door: "Mr. Qi, I'll send you." ”

He must have a lot to say to Qi Mei in his heart, so he was in a hurry to go out with the other party and avoid me completely.

Qi Mei smiled, turned around and walked out, and Yan Gexing also hurriedly followed.

I glanced at the bookcase, and according to my memory, I immediately walked over and pulled out the notebook that Yan Gexing had read.

There is a line of words written in the marking column on the cover of the notebook - "Jinan Funeral Strange Events Record 2007 Summer", the inner page under the cover is slightly yellowed, and the corners of the page have been turned up.

I hesitated for a moment and remembered that the biggest event of 2007 was the terrible scene of a heavy rainstorm in the summer, which caused the whole city to flood.

"Yan Gexing is interested in these notebooks, or is it out of boredom that he flips through them casually?" I pondered, slowly opened the notebook, and according to the thickness of the inner pages, I found the place where Yan Gexing was flipping.

The person who made the record has a very basic pen handwriting, using a very standard line letter, the text is beautiful, the sentences are smooth, and it is not difficult to read.

The following is a paragraph in the notebook, which should also be what Yan Gexing was reading just now-

"What is a 'Divine Water Mirror'? When I first heard this term, I thought it was strange. However, I believe that nothing in the world is groundless, and there must be deep roots. I'm dull by nature, and I always keep in mind questions that I don't understand, and the following one I remember is a miracle that happened during the great flood in the summer of 2007. It is so strange that I can only try to describe it as it is, without any personal subjective opinions, and hope that the next person who looks at this notebook will be able to open his mind and put an end to this strange event. On the afternoon of July 30, 2007, I went to the underground supermarket in the center of the city that had been flooded by floodwaters, and cooperated with the armed police search and rescue team to find the trapped people. Forty-eight hours had passed since the flood erupted, and I feared that if I found it, it would only be the body of a drowned. The funeral home went with the deceased people, carrying disinfection equipment, large plastic bags, and soft rope stretchers, and were ready to carry the corpses. We entered through the entrance of the supermarket, and crossed the cosmetics and alcohol section, the water did not recede, it flooded to our waists, and there were all kinds of bottles and cartons floating everywhere on the water, except for people or corpses. When we walked through the liquor area and arrived at the first warehouse gate of the supermarket, we saw that the door was ajar, and the sound of knocking on the pipe for help could be faintly heard inside. A group of nine of us immediately entered the warehouse, followed the sound all the way over, and saw a young girl half-crouched on top of an iron shelf. She carried a lock in her hand and knocked weakly on the heating pipe above her head. When she saw us, she froze for a moment, and as soon as she let go of her hand, the lock fell into the water. We rescued her and asked her if there were any other companions trapped, but she couldn't communicate with us normally, and could only say one sentence - 'The Divine Mirror is there'. The nine of us heard the name for the first time, and thought it was the name of a mirror or a commodity, so we comforted her and helped her out. Who would have thought that when we walked to the middle of the supermarket, she suddenly pointed forward and shouted hysterically, 'The Divine Mirror is there'......"

After reading three pages in one go, my heart hung in the air, completely forgetting the things around me, and I hurriedly turned down continuously, eager to know if the person who recorded this strange incident had seen the real "Divine Water Mirror".

When I saw this, I suddenly smelled a faint smell of sandalwood in my nose, as if someone had lit a sandalwood near me.

I took a deep breath, looked away from my notebook, and looked around, only to realize that the room had been filled with smoke at some point. Each smoke is the thickness of chopsticks, and although there are many of them, they are horizontal and vertical, and they are well organized. If they weren't off-white but red, I'd almost mistakenly think I'm in an infrared alarm room.

When I saw the smoke, I immediately thought of the two poems that Tang Wan and Yan Gexing had said - "The mountains and seas worship the gods with a stick of incense, and the investigation of life and death will never hurt." ”

The sandalwood has been burned, will the woman of the Han family in Qingdao be far away?

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