Shandong is known as the land of Qilu, and the so-called Qilu is the two countries of Qilu in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Among them, the state of Lu is the fief of Zhou Gongdan, and the Zhou rites he set have far-reaching influence and great significance, and can even be called a turning point in the transformation of civilization.

Among the many celebrities of the Lu State, Kongqiu Kongzhongni is the most famous.

Even because of his existence, the famous city of Qufu has become more famous.

This Confucian sage who pioneered Confucianism and has been praised for thousands of years, whether he likes it or dislikes, has to admit that he has left a strong mark in history, and his influence has lasted for more than 2,000 years. It has also made the Kong family a long-lasting family in the past dynasties, and it has been enshrined in many feudal dynasties.

The head of the Confucian family in the past dynasties also has the title of Yan Shenggong.

Such a glorious family history is one of the few in the history of the entire country and even the world.

It also made the Confucian family the business card of Qufu, and made many historical celebrities in Qufu subordinate, including Musheng Luban.

"Hoo ......"

Jiang Xian exhaled and looked at the busy road. Although it is still a modern city, and the roads and stations are still not much different, the mood in his heart is far different from before. His hand unconsciously touched the backpack behind him, and he looked at Lin Ruoxue next to him:

"Let's go, I'll take you to the old mansion."

As a famous historical city, Qufu has many ancient houses, most of which are used as tourist attractions for people to visit, and there are also some houses that are still inhabited.

Jiang Xian and Lin Ruoxue took a car and soon came to the side of the ancient alley.

The two of them took a step and walked on the bluestone slab on the ground, the traces and holes on the slate that were rubbed by raindrops and years, as well as the scattered moss, all showed a long-term charm of history.

"Several houses in this alley are all inherited from the mountains and seas." Jiang Xian looked around, pointed to the houses with ancient meanings, and said, "But most of the time they are uninhabited, and they are all placed with some things. ”

As he spoke, he walked inside, and soon the two of them reached the end of the alley.

Took out the key and unlocked the door, Jiang Xian pushed it gently, and the door opened to both sides.

A breeze blew, and the green bamboo in the courtyard swayed slightly, and the branches swayed lightly. A ginkgo tree is in the middle of the courtyard, the young leaves on the branches are verdant, and stone tables and chairs are placed below.

"It's not time yet, if only I could pick some fruit in October and taste it." Jiang Xian walked into the courtyard, looked at the tree and smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed around: "Look at how it is here." ”

Lin Ruoxue looked around, the layout of the courtyard was very simple, the ground was paved with ordinary stone slabs, the two stone lions at the door stood squarely there, and there were scattered plant disasters in the courtyard, making the whole courtyard look full of vitality.

But, this is only in the eyes of ordinary people.

She followed Jiang Xian's point, looked at the surroundings carefully, and then recalled the layout of the surrounding mansions, raised her head to see the big sun hanging above, turned her head and asked, "This is, Jiuyao Heavenly Star Bureau?" ”

"No......" She looked around carefully, her eyes fell on the ginkgo tree, in front of the door, and on the side: "Here...... There are at least four layouts! ”

"Moreover, it's all a live game!"

Jiang Xian nodded: "The heads of the mountains and seas of the past dynasties will enter and exit here, and the layout here will be modified and deepened from time to time, and it is difficult to detect it if it is not in accordance with specific rules...... Although it will be renovated frequently, the roots of feng shui and tricks have always been there. ”

"Let's go, let's go inside."

When the words fell, he took a step forward and walked in with Lin Ruoxue.

Crossing the courtyard and walking through a stone path, the hall in the courtyard fell into view.

The hall is simple, the doors and windows are made of ancient wood, and when you walk in, you can see a couplet hanging next to the wooden box facing the door:

Fair and long-lasting outside the mortise and tenon;

Winning or losing is rather in the axe.

"Gong loses ......" Lin Ruoxue blinked, this is a relatively common couplet, which can be seen in some Luban ancestral halls, and the two words at the beginning of the couplet correspond to the two words of Luban Gongyi.

"The mountains and seas are originally lacking."

Jiang Xian stepped forward and bowed slightly to the wooden box in front of him: "The ancestor of our lineage is naturally a public loser, as a wood saint, the sect of craftsmen in the world, this toolbox represents him." ”

"Of course, that's just scratching the surface."

As he spoke, he walked inside, Lin Ruoxue followed behind, and didn't stop until he walked to a bedroom inside.

As Jiang Xian knocked and trampled on the walls and the ground, a subtle sound slowly rose from the surroundings.

Click......

The room trembled, and the floor and walls began to change slightly. I saw that the bookcases and beds were all moving, and the masonry on the ground was also moving like Huarong Dao, and with a crisp sound, the continuous sound stopped, and the moving room also returned to calm.

And in front of the two of them, a staircase leading to the bottom and spreading out fell into the eyes.

"Let's go, the following is the lack of a real foundation."

Jiang Xian stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Ruoxue down.

The entrance above slowly closed, and the passage was dark when it was neutral, and as Jiang Xian snapped his fingers, the dim and soft light on both sides suddenly lit up, spreading out a path of light leading to the distance.

Lin Ruoxue's eyes moved slightly, looked at the lights on both sides, and popped out two words: "Electric light? ”

"Of course." Jiang Xian nodded, and said as a matter of course: "It's the twenty-first century, is there still an ancient oil lamp below?" This is not the kind of isolated place where electricity should be used and lights should be used. ”

"Although there were some amazing powers in ancient times, in the modern era of science and technology, if you don't know how to use it, it will be eliminated sooner or later."

As he spoke, he didn't stop and pointed to Lin Ruoxue to the murals on the surrounding stone walls.

"These are all added by the ancestors of the past generations, and many heads will engrave their interesting experiences and experiences below to open the eyes of future generations of disciples."

Lin Ruoxue's beautiful eyes flickered, looking at the mural, she felt the thousand-year-old history of the mountains and seas, and after a while, a voice came from her ears:

"Here we are."

She turned her head and looked ahead, only to see two statues in front of an open stone door, and this statue was not a lion, not a tiger, not an elephant, not the legendary beast, but a wooden bird.

"The male loses the bamboo and wood and thinks it is a magpie, and it flies into it, and it does not fall for three days......"

She turned her head and said, "This statue is taken from this legend. ”

Jiang Xian nodded: "That's right, let's go in." ”

The two stepped inside, and the spacious hall behind the stone gate suddenly came into view. The structure of the hall is not extravagant, it is circular in shape, and it is supported by twelve huge stone pillars around it, and every wall between these stone pillars is covered with frescoes.

In front of these murals, stone platforms of about one and a half meters stand on the ground, and each stone platform holds a stone carved artifact.

Rulers, graphite, ink fountains, planers, saws, axes, ......

All were industrial and agricultural tools.

"You should see that, right?" Jiang Xian looked at these things, and the appearance of the master back then appeared in his mind: "These are all things made by Lu Ban in historical legends, but the war artifacts such as cloud ladders and hook qiang do not appear here. ”

"Why is that?" Lin Ruoxue was a little puzzled.

Jiang Xian turned his head and looked at the middle position, where was an extremely delicately carved stone platform, on which were laid out one tablet after another, and the tablet at the top had a few big characters written on it-

Ji's surname is the Gong Lose class.

It is Luban's tablet.

"Do you still remember the article "Mozi - Public Loss"? Jiang Xian said slowly.

Lin Ruoxue nodded: "Legend has it that the male loser and Mozi clashed, and the siege equipment of the male loser ran out and did not capture Mozi's defense. And not only that, there are also two people in Lu Wen who ask questions and answers, competing in the truth. ”

"Not bad." Jiang Xian nodded: "The ancestor and Mozi competed and argued with each other, although they did not completely convince each other, they both absorbed some of the other party's ideas and cognitions. ”

"And the change of the patriarch lies in the cognition of these instruments he made." His eyes fell on the stone carvings around him: "Compared with the ladder hook, these weapons, curved rulers, and saws, which can be convenient for the public and the craftsmen of the world, are more favored by him." ”

"According to the records in the door, the patriarch once said, 'What can make me canonized in the Hereafter is not those weapons, but the instruments that benefit the world.'" ”

"I see......"

Lin Ruoxue nodded suddenly, and couldn't help but think back to the era recorded in her history books, the era when there were hundreds of schools of thought and all parties contended.

Jiang Xian took off his backpack, took out the urn from it, walked to the tall stone platform, touched the stone platform gently, only to see a stone box poking out from under a rank, and put the ashes of the ancestor in it, he took a deep breath and continued to walk up.

Coming to the high point, he put the ashes of the patriarch into the corresponding stone box, and he looked at the ranking above again, and looked at the books that were placed together with the patriarch's ranking.

The secret classics of the mountains and seas are also the source of Xu Zhenren's guess about the curse of the Black Death Butterfly.

He turned around and walked down, greeted Lin Ruoxue, respectfully worshiped on the futon in front of the stone platform, and finally fell on the tablet at the bottom.

"Master." Jiang Xian spoke: "The curse of the Black Death Butterfly has been completely unraveled, and the bones of the ancestor have also been retracted, and the fallen leaves have returned to the roots." This discussion with Xu Zhenren gave us more thoughts about the curse of the sect. ”

"Just because I lifted the curse doesn't mean that future disciples won't be contaminated."

"So, I'm afraid the mode of inheritance is going to change. Luckily, everything is in my head. However, think about how long I can live in the future, and if the inheritance model does not change, it will not be messed up? ”

Speaking of this, he smiled: "This is the granddaughter and granddaughter next to her, and I am afraid that she will become our person who takes care of mountains and seas in the future." ”

"She should come to see you with me every year."

"In the past two years, I have experienced a lot and discovered a lot of secrets......" His eyes lit up: "History is more interesting and thrilling than the record, and even the wild history. ”

"I'll tell you about those wonderful things."

After saying this, Jiang Xian turned around and looked at Lin Ruoxue: "Let's go, have a good time, the next thing is to wait for Professor Zhang and their research results." ”