Chapter 243: Baiyang River

I went back to my room, and Qingfeng was still worried. At that time, I asked Ye Linglong to release Mingyue, but she lied and said that she only promised not to kill Mingyue, but she did not promise to let him go. I have to wait until the secret of the jade seal of the country is solved before I can release him.

"You gave away all the life-saving things on us, what should we do when that Ye Linglong falls into the well? ”

"Who says we don't have any use anymore? You don't know that I can kill them all. And they must be suspicious, and they won't easily believe that what I gave them is a real heirloom jade seal. ”

As I expected, when it was time for dinner, Ye Linglong came again. This time, she not only brought rice, but also the heirloom jade seal and the white cloth.

"It took me a whole day to figure out what this white cloth had to do with the heirloom jade seal. I suspect that what you gave me is fake. Ye Linglong said, "I'm too lazy to hand over the real thing than you, I brought both of these things, you can help me find out the connection between them tonight, so I can find the dragon vein." ”

This girl is getting better and better at trading, and now we have really become her free workers. I grabbed the jade seal of the country, and the white cloth was brought by the breeze thousands of miles away. Now we are also responsible for finding out the connection between them and telling Ye Linglong.

"Why don't you just let us find the dragon vein for you?" I sneered.

"That's for the best. Ye Linglong said with a smile, "But I'm afraid that you will take the dragon vein for yourself, so you better solve this mystery, and leave the rest to me and my men to complete." ”

To be honest, this is the first time I've seen both. If you look closely, the lines on it look similar, but they are not the same. Of course, it shouldn't be the same, wouldn't that be a thing? After comparing for a while, I was also confused. He handed the heirloom jade seal to Wuchen along with the white cloth.

"Why do you want us to solve this mystery?" Wuchen didn't rush to look at it, but looked up and asked Ye Linglong, who didn't mean to leave, "Aren't you a lot of people, maybe you can solve it by brainstorming." And if the engraved and painted on it is a Taoist or Buddhist secret talisman, maybe a monk or real person who is proficient in this way can see through it at a glance. ”

"Now where are you asking me to find someone? I let you crack it because you don't pose a threat to me. And I'm not interested in the dragon vein. ”

What she said is also reasonable, but what I want is to calm down Geldan Why haven't they come yet, is there this woman who "occupies the magpie's nest". Although it is a good thing that they don't see them, it is also good that they can turn the world upside down and make chaos.

"What do you see?" I asked, Dustless, who had been watching for most of the hour.

"The lines of the two are similar though. But no matter how right it is, it can't exactly coincide. I'm afraid I don't know what to look at. ”

"Find a piece of paper and transcribe the lines on the jade seal. "It occurred to me that maybe it's not the lines that coincide, but the intersecting?

"Don't bother, here's it. Ye Linglong took out a white silk from his cuffs, and there were also crooked ghost paintings on it, "I can know more when I am a Taoist priest." ”

Also, how could Ye Linglong not think for a long time that the lines on the jade seal and the white cloth would coincide. But I took the white silk and put it on a white cloth. Tried it from all angles. And I tried the opposite front. The result of the overlap is still a bunch of garbled characters, more chaotic lines, completely irregular, and even more messy than before the recombination. It's not even as good as a ghost drawing.

It's been the middle of the night, and we still haven't figured out what the relationship between these lines is. Qingfeng has woken up several times. He slept on his stomach on the table, and the folds of his clothes were marked red on his face.

"Maybe only the benefactor of Liucheng can solve it. Qingfeng couldn't open his eyes, and said in a daze. It's kind of like a dream talk.

"Master Qingfeng, you go to bed. Wuchen saw Qingfeng's painful expression, and he couldn't bear to let this child stay up late.

I looked at the red marks on his face. There seemed to be a glimmer of light in my heart.

"You show me the jade seal and the white cloth. "It occurred to me that this transcription is dead, so to speak, an original copy. The marks on Qingfeng's face are different, although they are also printed, but they change shape and size with the movement of the skin on his face.

I compared the lines on the white cloth with the jade seal of the country, and the thickness was naturally much worse. Could it be that the lines on the jade seal of the country are miniature versions? And the lines drawn by Ye Linglong on the white silk are about the same thickness as those on the white cloth because of the ink seeping. So I didn't care.

What would happen if the lines on the jade seals were really miniatures? What would happen if they were enlarged according to the proportions of the thickness of the lines? I believe that the ancients had this level of drawing skills.

"Find a piece of cloth made of the same material as this one. ”

Since it is to be scaled in equal proportions, it is strictly formal. I meant it to Ye Linglong, and she also knew that I was telling her, so she was stunned for a moment, although she didn't know the reason, she still went out with a white cloth. That kind of white cloth is much more delicate than the linen cloth used by ordinary people, although the weaving technique is the same, but the processing is stricter. It is a cloth commonly used by the middle class. It may be the material of the clothes that Liu Cheng was wearing back then.

Soon Ye Linglong found a white cloth of the same material, and I tried several thick lines with a brush to see how thick it could be after seeping out, until it was consistent with the white cloth. But it becomes more troublesome to draw the picture on the jade seal of the country, after all, I don't know how to draw professionally, and I can't even draw it. Although it is known that the jade seal of the country may be reduced according to the ratio of one to three, the transcription and the description are indeed different.

Ye Linglong couldn't stand it anymore, so she took the brush from my hand and drew it herself. She also knew that I wanted to enlarge the lines on the jade seal of the country in proportion. After waiting for more than an hour, the painting was finally completed. It can be nearly ten times larger than the original. At this time, the piece of white cloth that Qingfeng took seemed a little small. Put it in the middle and swing it a little to match. The first place to pick the intersection actually showed something like words. From my point of view, I can't read any language.

All that's left is some lines that don't intersect. If it doesn't cross, it's parallel. There are closed and unclosed curves.

"What the hell is this?" Wuchen couldn't understand it, and neither could Ye Linglong.

I can't read the words, but I can read the parallel lines, which are contour lines!

In other words, these two pieces of cloth together are a map, and it is a top-down map. There is no mistake in guessing that these lines may be maps, but was the map technology of the Ming Dynasty so advanced? Can contour lines be used to represent altitude? Of course, the significance of these contour lines is probably not as professional as showing altitude. It may be a hill drawing based on a certain plane or a small plain. And judging by the density of the contour lines, it should be a map of hilly areas. Then it is possible that it is still in the Shandong boundary.

"I'm afraid it's a map. ”

When I told them, they couldn't understand it, because the maps I had come into contact with before must be two-dimensional planes, and even the mountains and rivers on them could be vividly depicted. I can't imagine that there were such smart and advanced characters in the Ming Dynasty.

Since it's a map, the dragon vein could be somewhere on the map. But there is not a single obvious marker on the overlapping map. Could it be that the above text describes the "hiding place" of the dragon vein? Then I am afraid that only Liu Cheng can understand these words.

"How do you know this is a map?" Ye Linglong looked at me suspiciously, "If this is a map, how do you look at it?" Do you know where the map points to?"

"All I know is the map, as for where it refers to. I don't know, the world is so big, where is so easy to find. "The main reason is that the contour map is too abstract, you can see the mountains, the canyon plains, but there are no specific elevation numbers on it, and you don't know how high the mountains are and how deep the valleys are.

"So, only Liucheng from Liujiaji can solve this mystery?"

"I'm afraid so. ”

"Okay, you guys get some rest. I'll take it back and see. With that, Ye Linglong took two pieces of white cloth and the heirloom jade seal and left. Although it is not unloading the mill and killing the donkey, it is not much worse.

I was so sleepy, and although I had the excitement of solving the mystery, I couldn't hold on as soon as my mind relaxed. The three of us soon fell asleep groggily.

By the time we wake up the next day. I waited for a long time and didn't arrive for breakfast. It wasn't until we heard Mingyue calling him senior brother outside that we felt something unusual. Only after calling Mingyue in did I know that Ye Linglong, Fang Tong and their southern army troops had withdrawn from Liujiaji overnight, as if they had never been here.

"They may have followed the map to find the dragon vein. Wuchen said.

"I think they might be looking for Liucheng. Mingyue looked at Qingfeng viciously, blaming him for not telling him the inside story here.

"Liucheng is in the hands of Gerdan. When they meet, I'm afraid there's going to be a bad fight. I analyzed, "But they all seem to be the emperor's people." Why are there so many forces?"

"Who knows, Brother Mu, you said it was a map, don't you really know where it is?" Wuchen asked me.

"It's hard to say, I didn't write down the map at the time. Ye Linglong is here, and it's not good for me to get another one. If I had that picture now, I might be able to look it up. ”

"I wrote it down. Qingfeng said.

This little monk really has the memory of a scanner. He literally redrew a map from memory. And with the little knowledge I learned in high school geography, I replaced the contour lines with mountains and rivers. It's just that the mountain is drawn a little lower, and it looks more like a hill.

I took my hand-drawn map and asked the people of the whole village, and finally a middle-aged man who had been working outside as a merchant all year round recognized the place on the map. A picker is a trader who carries a flat pole and goes around selling small items. In fact, it is quite bitter, the wind and rain are blowing, and the wind and food are sleeping. But he has traveled a lot and seen a lot. Although the map I drew was very abstract, he could see it.

"This is Asan Mountain, and the depression behind it is actually a blister dug up decades ago. The picker said, "This river is called the Baiyang River." (To be continued......)