It's easy to squeeze into the palace, which is not like Middle Earth, whether it is a big temple or a small temple, there must be more than one temple in Middle Earth. However, this Xu Fu Temple only has this simple single main hall, and there are hundreds of good men and women who come here to celebrate, even if they use the magic step light skill with the wind, it is still very difficult.

When I arrived at the temple, except for the priests in the temple, who were a little different from Middle-earth, the others made people feel like they had returned to Middle-earth.

In the center is a life-size statue, a middle-aged man, wearing a Qin Shi-style robe, not a majestic demeanor but a bit of charm. It's a bit like the feeling of fairy wind bones, maybe Fusang and the definition of immortals in the ideal of Middle-earth are not the same, so it's a little bit more flavorful.

Under the statue are three futons, on which are also kneeling three or two pious pilgrims. On the side of the futon, there is a plan, behind which is a middle-aged man dressed as a monk, who is using a few copper coins to tell fortunes for visiting pilgrims.

Sui Feng glanced at it slightly, using the algorithm of the day after tomorrow, which was not much different from his calculation of innate gossip. Even so, he didn't make a sound, patiently waiting for the futon to be empty, since they all came here, it was really unreasonable not to worship the seniors.

After a moment's wait, a female pilgrim finished her prayer and got up to leave. Sui Feng immediately came to the futon, and knelt down with his hands and fingers crossed.

At this time, the fortune teller on the side suddenly saw Sui Feng at a glance, and Sui Feng's clothes were still in the previous Tang style, which was similar to the people around him. It was Fang Shi who immediately saw that Sui Feng was not a person from Fusang, and nine times out of ten he came from the Tang Dynasty. Fang Shi didn't know why he was overjoyed, and even the pilgrims who came to inquire threw him down, and passed in the direction of Suifeng, who had not had time to kneel down in front of the futon before Fang Shi suddenly grabbed his arm.

Fang Shi's move frightened Sui Feng at once.

Seeing that Sui Feng's eyes were full of doubts, Fang Shi explained in Japanese: "I am the abbot of Xu Fu Gongguan, may I ask if you are from the Tang Dynasty in Middle-earth?"

Suifeng stayed in Grandma's hotel for three months, and in addition to internal strength, the biggest growth was Fusang language. By this time, he had basically communicated with the locals more casually.

Sui Feng had seen him in the corner just now, but he didn't believe him. It's just that he was a little puzzled by his intention, and said suspiciously: "I am indeed a person from the Tang Dynasty, I don't know what the abbot is looking for me for?"

The abbot was a little stunned, and there was a hint of embarrassment on his face that was full of relief just now. Unfolded his palm, and in his palm were several copper coins that were already a little patina, which looked like they were some years old. After a pause, he said: "This seat has been divining and calculating people here for many years, and recently I calculated that there will be a person from Middle-earth who will be able to unlock the biggest secret in this temple. ”

His words were a little confused, what would reveal the secret, and what did it have to do with himself. He wondered, "Is that the Middle-earth man that the abbot is talking about?"

The abbot stopped talking and looked around. He had just abruptly thrown down the people who had come to ask for divination, and the strange act of pulling Sui Feng had already attracted the attention of many people, and the surrounding circle of pilgrims had been listening to their conversation for a long time. The abbot had another embarrassment on his face, and then whispered to Sui Feng: "Sir, let's go to a quiet place with me to talk in detail." ”

After saying that, he walked towards the apse with the wind. The sudden incident made Sui Feng confused, he just wanted to simply put a stick of incense on the ground, how could he be involved in any secret? But although he was puzzled, he had a faint premonition in his heart, I am afraid that it is related to Xu Fu's ancestors, and maybe he can solve his doubts.

When he arrived at the apse, the abbot looked at Sui Feng and sighed, and said, "Actually, it's not a secret, it's a shame to say that Xu Fu left a sheepskin scroll before he died. There is a sentence on the scroll, but none of us recognize what is written at the bottom. Successive abbots believed that there was a great secret, and it was passed down from generation to generation. Until recent years, after the trend of Oriental learning prevailed, I also asked those envoys who sent Tang Dynasty, but they did not know them, only that they were written a long time ago, and I am afraid that only the people of Middle-earth could understand them. ”...,

It dawned on the wind that no wonder the abbot came up just now and asked himself if he was from Middle-earth, there was such a reason. At the same time, he was secretly a little shocked, there was even a scroll written by Xu Fu himself, it seems that this place is indeed his tomb. Xu Fu was a person from the Qin period, and the words he left behind were nothing more than official scripts or small seals, at most a more ancient big seal.

He has studied all kinds of books since he was a child, and it is natural for him to read the Great Seal.

After a little thought, he said, "I don't know where that scroll is now? ”

The abbot was overjoyed, "Sir, you can really read the words on the scroll? I'll go get it, and you can wait here for a while." With that, he turned and hurried away.

Originally, Sui Feng was full of joy, but suddenly thought that there was only one sentence in the scroll that the abbot said, what can be written in one sentence?

While he was pondering these doubts, the abbot had already walked back with a golden silk nan wooden box in both hands. Golden silk nanmu is an extremely expensive wood in Middle-earth, not to mention in the relatively backward Fusang, it can be used as a peerless treasure. However, judging from the appearance, this wooden box is unknown how long it has been old. Fortunately, the texture of Nanmu is delicate, and it is not perishable if it is well preserved, but the original golden luster has faded a little, although so, the carvings on its periphery are still clear, and it looks like the seal carvings he saw in front of the dragon platform with the wind is the same style, which was only prevalent in the Qin period.

Even after a long period of vicissitudes, the entire wooden box is still not damaged and deformed at all. The whole thing is tightly sealed, and there is no gap exposed, and I am afraid that ordinary people don't know how to open it even if they hold it in their hands.

The abbot seems to have not opened it for a long time, and it took a long time to screw the mechanism. Listening to the "click", a gap slowly appeared around the wooden box, and the top lid slowly rose. With a gentle push, the abbot pushed the lid open, revealing a roll of sheepskin in it.

The sheepskin turns a little yellow over time, and the whole of this sheepskin is dyed with a light layer of yellow. The abbot carefully took it out and handed it to Sui Feng, "This is the scroll left by Xu Fu's ancestors, you can open it yourself and see it." ”

Sui Feng is also a little excited, maybe a thousand-year-old secret will be solved in his own hands. Even the fingers that unfolded the scroll trembled a little, but fortunately, the sheepskin had been kept in the wooden box, and although it had been baptized for thousands of years, it had not completely dried out and become brittle, and there was still a bit of flexibility.

The scroll was slowly unfolded, and there were only two big characters in the center - Shenwu. As expected by the wind, these two words are large seals, written in unknown pigments, and there has not been a trace of fading until now.

What is the meaning of "Shenwu ......"? Although I understood the words on it, the information left by the scroll that Xu Fu deliberately left behind must be very useful, but just these two words could not be explained at all.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he turned the sheepskin over with the wind. The opposite of it is indeed as the abbot said, it is a sentence "What you have learned in your life is in the artifact." ”

"What's the matter, can you read the text on it, sir?" Looking at Sui Feng's appearance, as if he had realized something, the abbot couldn't help but ask.

"Forgive me for being stupid, I only recognize the words on it, one side is 'Shenwu', and the other side is 'I have learned in the artifact in my life'. I'm sorry, but I can't guess the meaning, but I have failed the abbot's hopes. Sui Feng was also a little embarrassed, he thought about it for a long time, but he really didn't think there was any secret in this.

The abbot groaned for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "Could the artifact mentioned by the ancestors be the three artifacts in the legend of Fusang?"

Sui Feng wanted to laugh when he heard it, Xu Fu was a famous monk in Middle Earth, and he was also the favorite of the first emperor, what kind of artifact had he never seen in Middle Earth? Not to mention anything else, the heirloom jade seal engraved with "Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity" is by no means a mundane thing. Even if he was sitting in Fuso, how could the scroll he left before his death be about a few so-called artifacts of Fuso?...,

But after thinking about it, he said: "What Mr. said is not impossible, I heard that Mr. Xu Fu's tomb is in your temple?

If you can't figure it out, you're not happy to think about it, and you want to go to zuihou to visit the graves of your ancestors and show the respect of your descendants. For the so-called secrets and legends, he is not very interested in mixing them, just like the auspicious thing at the beginning, he was curious, unconsciously fell into it, and made Zuihou, for this secret, the death of the dead, the wounded, Liang Thief is still missing.

The abbot also saw that Sui Feng was not very keen on the so-called scrolls, so he continued his words: "The tombstone of the ancestors is in the backyard, and ordinary pilgrims are not allowed to enter it on weekdays. But Mr. has done us such a great favor, so naturally we can't stop it, just let me come. ”

With that, the abbot took the sheepskin from Suifeng's hand, put it back in the wooden box, and turned away.

Following him in the wind, out of the door of the apse, there was a very fine courtyard with a very fine manicured field. There is a tall pine tree in the courtyard, and a bluestone tombstone under the tree. Perhaps it is because of the passage of time, there are many cracks on the stele, and a lot of moss has grown on the top.

As soon as I walked into the courtyard, the sun was shining overhead, as if everything around me was shining with wisps of colorful brilliance. Looking at Sui Feng's shocked appearance, the abbot smiled slightly smugly: "I'm surprised, legend has it that the ancestors have laid some kind of immortal magic here, and as soon as the sun shines down, there will be a beautiful scene where everything is vibrant." And when I stayed here, my mind was open, as if all my worries had dissipated. ”

Squinting with the wind, he doesn't think so. The abbot has no martial arts, and he may not be able to perceive it, but he clearly perceives that although this courtyard is small, it is inclusive of everything, just like a small thousand shijie. The spiritual sense is fully opened, and you can vaguely feel that the ground is constantly rising, and the bits and pieces of Zirui earth qi are converging with the pure qi falling from the sky, and the yin and yang are converging, evolving into infinite nature.

And at the center of it all is that tombstone.