The earthquake research done by Shi Lao not only covers many major categories of earth dragons and celestial phenomena, earth dragons and climate, earth dragons and animals and plants, but also the causal relationship between earth dragons and volcanic eruptions, earth dragons, mountain dragons, and water dragons...
These records bring me a lot of inspiration and enlightenment.
I also saw the Chinese spirit that the most familiar people can conquer the sky.
That's right.
The spirit of our Chinese state, from ancient times to the present, is that man can conquer nature!
It is now, it will be in the future, and it will definitely be!
Among the notes, there are seven very strange mountain-shaped pictures.
These seven mountain tops are not the most common geological formations. But it is the oldest mountain-shaped diagram.
With Shi Lao's ability, he would definitely not be able to draw such a picture.
These seven pictures are fragments of ancient books.
I've never seen that in any books.
Looking at Shi Lao's annotation, these seven mountain-shaped pictures should be the calculation and research of the seven mountains in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
It can be seen that Mr. Shi is also very obsessed with the Classic of Mountains and Seas and has done in-depth and detailed research.
Picking up the last notebook, my hands shook inexplicably.
This is a diary!
A diary written by Mr. Shi after his retirement.
The first dozen pages are filled with drafts and sketches of the Ground Goose Plan. The complexity of the content and the sheer scale of the plan made me feel frightened and amazed.
On page 18, I saw a line of records about me: "On September 29th, the junior class students will register. Ground mirror. Children's teacher. Top students."
On page 19, Mr. Shi recorded: "The boy teacher did not report on time. Contacted Cao. No success. May have been sacrificed."
On page 20: "The telescope was stolen and disappeared, and its whereabouts are unknown. The last dragon..." ap.
On the twenty-first page, Mr. Shi's handwriting became sloppy and vigorous, looking a little excited: "Tongshi has returned. Cao has been contacted. Make a file."
At the bottom are six repeated words and countless exclamation marks: "Test, test, test!"
Page 22: "The child teacher catches the sword and the sun needle."
Page 23: "I don't have much time left, and the boy teacher will never return."
Page 24: "Protect Fangzhou. Keep the fire."
The further back you turn, the less notes you take. Judging from the handwriting, Mr. Shi's health was already very poor at this time and he couldn't hold a pen.
Turning to the last page, there were only a few crooked numbers and patterns left in Shi Lao's notes.
The pattern is a goose. A very different goose.
It can be seen that this should have been drawn by Shi Lao while he was awake while he was staying in the ICU.
Shi Lao didn't know how long he had been drawing the few numbers and the goose on the small page.
I felt heartache in waves, and the cigarette burned my hands without even realizing it.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind, and I got up and went straight to the president's office.
This office had been in a state of ruin during the occupation by Habayashi Mamoru and Hachibu. Most of the bulky old desks had been smashed and set on fire.
There was only chicken feathers on the floor in the empty room.
I turned on the flashlight and walked to Shi Lao's original desk. I picked up the trophy purple bamboo and tapped it gently on the ground.
Slowly, I straightened up and looked up at the roof.
Raising the purple bamboo, I started counting silently from the first piece of ceiling at the door, and stopped at the seventh piece.
Then count silently from the vertical ceiling, align it with the coordinates of the horizontal ceiling, and move with the steps.
Stand still and shine the flashlight directly above your head.
After a while, I made a herringbone ladder and climbed up to a high place, and pried open the first ceiling.
Then, I removed the other eight ceiling panels one by one according to the coordinates marked by Shi Lao.
The flashlight was raised high and shined on every vacant ceiling, shining directly on the roof.
Not noticing anything out of the ordinary, I cast my gaze to the ground.
Then I inspected each of the nine ceiling panels.
After yet another failure, I pieced together nine ceiling panels.
The moonlight from the west penetrated into the house, and at that moment, I saw a pattern appear on the nine ceilings.
It was a pattern I had never seen before.
The first time I saw the pattern, I thought of the most mysterious and incomplete animal mask pattern on the Simu Wu Fang Ding.
But then this speculation was rejected by me.
The bird pattern on the golden scepter in Sanxingdui immediately came to my mind.
Later I rejected this speculation.
I froze in place, and countless patterns of countless cultural artifacts in China emerged in my mind, but none of them matched this pattern.
The patterns on Chinese bronzes can only be divided into four categories: Taotie, Kuilong, Panpi and Kuifeng.
There are also human figures, but this one is obviously not one.
The unexpected discovery made me interested. I took out pen and paper and used the moonlight and flashlight to copy the pattern. I sat down and pondered it carefully.
I read a lot of books.
Thanks to the junior class, the books I read were unique and rare books that other ordinary professors and doctoral supervisors would never see in their lifetime.
When I was four years old, I played the 6,000-year-old Jiahu bone flute.
When I was eight years old, I played Wu Zetian's Atonement Slip.
When I was ten years old, I participated in the restoration of Li Jue's crown.
When I was fifteen years old, I had read all the 100,000 Wu bamboo slips unearthed in Zuomalou.
That year, the Lion Rock Han Tomb was opened, and countless bamboo slips had just been restored. I saw the original manuscripts right away.
That year, the tomb of Guo Ji, the king of Guo State in the Western Zhou Dynasty, was excavated, and rubbings of various bronze decorations appeared on my desk the next day.
That year, the keels of Emperor Zhou's tomb that had been stolen for many years were recovered. Also on the next day, these keels were sent to the juvenile class.
That year, I saw the photo of the seal unearthed from the Yangling Cong Burial Pit of Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty that night.
That year, new archaeological discoveries were made at Death Hill, and I saw relevant information only a month later.
The research on bronzes by Chinese ancestors became popular as early as the Song Dynasty.
The rich ancestors of the past dynasties engaged in this kind of tracing when they had enough to eat and had nothing to do. Although the experiences they left behind were like snow and mud, they were enough to shock future generations.
When it comes to appraisals, I think that the only person in the world who can beat me is Old Man Cao.
Digging graves, too.
Feng shui geology?
Old man Cao, that's a scumbag.
Now my only fatal weakness is my memory and calculation ability.
Holding the A4 paper, I read it for five hours.
I can't understand this pattern!
