Zhou Cheng and Zhou Chu only stayed in Wuzhangyuan for a while, and after obtaining the seven-star lantern, the two left immediately. From the departure of Guanghan to the return again, the whole process was only half an hour.

When they returned to Gwanghan City again, the lights in the city were lit up one after another.

After Zhou Cheng came out of the customs this time, he did not retreat again, in addition to playing with Zhou Lan every day, he often went alone to an abandoned post station fifty miles away from Guanghan City.

No one knew why Zhou Cheng went to this remote place, and he only stayed at the abandoned post station for a while every time, and such days lasted for half a month.

After several years of development, Luoyang City has become the most prosperous and wealthy city in the world, and in some respects has even surpassed Chang'an in the heyday of the Han Dynasty.

Not only is the market prosperous here, but also the merchants of the Western Regions gathered. There are also literati and scholars, and celebrities from all over the world gather.

The original Zhang Hua, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest and others do not say it, but the new rising young generation of celebrities are Wang Yan, Jiangdong Erlu, Zuo Si, Pan An and others.

For a time, Luoyang's literary style was at its peak, far better than the Jian'an literature that emerged during the Cao Wei period.

The style of writing was prosperous, and the scholars sat down to discuss, and then the wind of mystical talk prevailed, and all kinds of literary meetings were overwhelming.

Outside Luoyang City, there is a thatched courtyard fenced with bamboo strips, and various wooden copper rails are placed in the courtyard.

The thatched hut was also a mess, with a mess of paper on the floor and walls, stacked on top of each other, with writing and drawings, all of which were incomprehensible numbers or words related to astrological geography.

There was an old man in the hut who was engrossed in flipping through the books, he was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and some messy gray hair on the top of his head, which was tied casually with a wooden hairpin, and he seemed to be quite poor in his daily life.

At this moment, the old man was flipping through an ancient book called "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" in his hand, and on the ground to his left, there were several other ancient books, on which the titles of "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", "Lianshan", "Returning to Tibet" and other books were vaguely written.

On the old man's right hand is a strange and intricate wooden instrument, consisting of several rings with countless scales carved on them, and a circular sphere in the middle of the ring.

"That's not right..... Wrong..... Armillary sphere.... Its true role is not as simple as it seems. O sages.... What are you going to tell us, and why don't these places exist anymore?" the old man sighed, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the wall in front of him.

On that rammed earth wall, there were countless papers pasted on the same mess, but the old man's eyes only fell on one of them.

This paper is also different from the others, not the odd numbers and incomprehensible words, but a few simple and neat names.

Gander

Shi Shen

Drop down

Zhang heng

The name is no more, no less, exactly four.

These four are the names of the greatest astrologers from ancient times to the present day.

"Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night! I, Liu Hui, have the guidance of the sages, and I will solve these mysteries, and if the time is not enough, I will use up all my life..."

Liu Hui's voice was a little old, as if he had already reached the age of dying, but his words revealed an unusually firm conviction.

It is a kind of perseverance that even if you die nine times without regrets, you have to spend your life and life to pursue the truth.....

After a while, I saw that the tip of Liu Hui's left finger moved slightly, and the book of "Classic of Mountains and Seas" in his hand turned on its own, and at the same time, the armillary sphere on the right side also slowly rotated under Liu Hui's other hand.

Liu Hui's left and right eyes looked at the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the armillary sphere, and he actually achieved two purposes. And his single-mindedness is far superior to ordinary people.

Looking at the book with the left eye, it has exceeded the limit of ten lines at a glance and has become ten pages at a glance. And his right eye stared at the armillary sphere, and every change on the armillary sphere would be calculated thousands of times in Liu Hui's mind.

Liu Hui is an ordinary person, even a poor ordinary person, he does not have the prestige of a celebrity, nor does he have the talent and articles that move the world, and he has not even participated in a so-called celebrity gathering.

But at this moment, Liu Hui is single-minded, but he is exploring things that all celebrities and Confucians can't understand, and exploring the secrets that even those Yuan Shen powerhouses and Taiyi Xuan Immortals can't touch.

As Liu Hui continued to calculate in his consciousness, more and more hair strands on his head turned white, and the wrinkles on his hands and face were also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.....

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In the southwest of Luoyang City, there is a gorgeous mansion, and the plaque of the mansion door is written with several vermilion lacquer characters of the Hou Mansion of Guiming.

In the past few days, there has been a lot of vegetarianism in the Hou Mansion, Teng Fanglan is dressed in white mourning clothes, and the main hall of the Hou Mansion has been changed to a mourning hall.

Three days ago, Hou Sun Hao was seriously ill and died.

In fact, Sima Yan also treated Sun Hao's family very well, and he never lacked a supply, and even rewarded him from time to time, this time Sun Hao's serious illness was indeed a normal death.

"Madame, it's late at night..... Madame hasn't closed her eyes in the past few days, please rest Madame early, your body is important!" Behind Teng Fanglan, the maid who had been following her since Wu Guo said with a worried face.

"Help me up..."Teng Fanglan said weakly, and then left the mourning hall with the support of the maid.

In the bedroom, Teng Fanglan sat alone in front of the desk, and a pen and paper were already placed in front of her.

"Ahem..."Teng Fanglan lifted the pen lightly, and coughed irrepressibly a few times in her mouth.

The brush fell, and a line of graceful handwriting jumped on the paper

"My brother sees the words like a meeting...."

Teng Fanglan kept coughing as she wrote.

She suddenly felt a fishy smell in her throat, and subconsciously covered her lips with a handkerchief, and when the handkerchief was removed, the red blood stains on the white handkerchief were particularly dazzling.

Teng Fanglan's letter to Teng Xiu was sent to Panyu City, Guangzhou half a month later, and the letter was brought to Teng Xiu with the news of Teng Fanglan's death.

A few days after Sun Hao's death, Teng Fanglan, the former empress of Wu, also followed, and the world said that she died because she missed Sun Hao and was depressed.

When Teng Xiu opened the letter and heard the bad news about his sister, he didn't show excessive sadness, but sighed silently.

When the surrounding henchmen retreated, Teng Xiu clenched the letterhead in his hand, and then the letterhead was shaken into a pile of confetti, and then there was a muffled sound in his body, as if an organ had burst.

"Sister, I'll come back to you......" When she was a child, Teng Fanglan liked to call Teng Xiu Brother, and Teng Xiu called her Sister.

For the next few days, Teng Xiu's body would have a muffled sound every day, and this situation lasted for eight days. And from the third day onwards, Teng Xiu was also bedridden, looking like he was dying!

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In the west of the Jin Dynasty, there were many countries, and most of these countries practiced Buddhism.

There are many Buddhist temples in the Western Regions, and the monks have a very high status here.

Among the temples in the Western Regions, a temple called Huayan Temple is the most revered.

The monks in Huayan Temple are like clouds, and the central Buddha hall enshrines a body purple gold, shaped like a boy, with five hair crowns, holding a blue lotus in the left hand, holding a sword in the right hand, and sitting down on the crotch of the Bodhisattva of the green lion.

This is the Manjushri Bodhisattva in the Buddhist sect, known as 'the Mother of the Buddhas of the Ten Directions, the Master of All Bodhisattvas'.

There is only a statue of Manjushri in Huayan Temple, but there is also a void that cannot be seen by the naked eye, but it exudes endless Buddha light, as if there is an infinite vast space.

A Buddhist domain similar to the Taoist Cave Heavenly Blessed Land.

The ground in the legal domain is covered with gold bricks, the sky is full of Buddha light, and lotus flowers bloom everywhere.

There is also a golden mountain in the center of the Dharma Domain, and there is a person sitting at the top of the mountain, which is the true body of Manjushri Bodhisattva, and beside him there is a green lion lying prone with his eyes closed, as if he is sleeping.

There are several Arhats under the golden mountain, on the lotus platform, each golden body is several zhang, and the body exudes a faint Buddha light, one of them is the Mahakalpa.

There are nearly 100 monks under the Arhats, many of whom have condensed the relics of Buddhism.

"Ka Ye Morteng, Zhu Falan...."Manjushri opened his mouth slightly, calling out two names, his voice could not distinguish between men and women, but with endless majesty.

Among the monks at the bottom, two people immediately walked out, and these two people were naturally the Ka Ye Mo Teng and Zhu Falan in his mouth.

Speaking of these two names, many people in the Jin Dynasty will not be unfamiliar, because the Luoyang White Horse Temple was built because of these two people, they were the first monks to arrive in Luoyang, and are known as the ancestors of the Middle Earth Buddhism.

These two people were also figures from nearly two hundred years ago, and now it seems that they are at least high monks above the Buddhist relics.

"The two of you really went to Guanghan County, and went to the cause and effect of that person and my Buddhist sect!" Manjushri looked at the two people under the golden mountain, and his voice echoed throughout the Dharma space.

"Follow the Bodhisattva's Decree!" Kaye Morteng and Zhu Flange clasped their hands together and bowed respectfully to Manjushri.

Two eminent monks who claim to be ancestors in Buddhism, in front of Manjushri Bodhisattva, are like two novices who have just entered Buddhism.