At this time, Lin Yi and Chen Erwa were still working hard in the cave.
There are nine layers in total of these stacked 'green sticks'.
The thickest one is stuck right in the middle. Only by prying off all the upper ones can we reach the oak stake at the core.
Lin Yi lowered his head and turned on the indicator light on his watch.
Time is very unfavorable to them.
The time now is close to seven o'clock in the morning. If he goes according to the previous plan, it should be the time when he sends a message to Pujing Temple, takes the initiative to contact the Southern Sect, and extracts words from the other party.
Now, not only is he out of touch, but he also has no major gains.
We can only hope that Fifth Brother, Qian Sheng, and Bai Lu can adapt to the situation.
Wang Qiang must be anxiously waiting, but they have known each other for such a long time. Although Qiangzi is a "cheat" most of the time, at this juncture, he should not be so impulsive as to plunge into the water. Come find them, right?
"Brother Lin, you can't do it, you can't do it, take a rest, you're too tired."
Chen Erwa almost crawled out of the water, supported her body with her hands and climbed up the shallows. She found a slightly flatter place and lay down on her back, breathing heavily.
His workload was very heavy, as he had to dive into the water, overcome the buoyancy of the lever, and push these green sticks to the bottom of the water with Lin Yi.
The first few went relatively smoothly, but slowly the progress of the two of them could not be improved.
Lin Yi had to run in both directions. Here, he helped Chen Erwa go underwater to pull the crowbar. From time to time, he would return to the shore and use a rope to pull him into the water.
He was quite tired himself.
"Rest, you really need to rest! Come on, drink some water and eat something."
Chen Erwa lay on the ground and waved her hands.
"No appetite.
Brother Lin, to be honest, if it were you, I wouldn't take a job like yours if you gave me a lot of money. What exactly is inside this Qinggang stick? Is it more precious than real money and silver? "
"Have you heard of 'King Yu's Nine Cauldrons'?"
After Lin Yi finished asking, Chen Erwa simply jumped up from the ground like a carp.
"The Great Yu who controlled the floods? I don't know! The nine big cauldrons he forged? Are they installed in this one? How big is that cauldron? Can it be installed?"
"I'm just guessing based on the information I have. This cauldron was probably smashed into several pieces and placed in this oak pile."
"Smashed? Wasn't that thing destroyed?"
"What this thing needs is a meaning. Even if it is broken into pieces, as long as it can be put back together, its meaning will still exist. And if you don't break it into several pieces and transport it away, there is no way to carry it."
"Are you sure this must be true?"
“Whether it’s true or not, you won’t know until you open it and read it.”
Lin Yi took a bite of bread and replied.
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and do it!"
Chen Erwa's eyes flashed, and she plunged directly into the water, sticking her head out and waving to Lin Yi.
Lin Yi swallowed the bread in his hand, followed him and plunged into the water to continue working.
The trio who stayed behind at Pujing Temple were restless and their food was tasteless.
Now I just hope that these masters' planes will land on time, say hello to them, say goodbye formally, and then go to Meishan to meet Wang Qiang first to see if I can wait for news about Lin Yi,
If you can't wait, go back to Chengdu before tonight.
Bai Lu held her mobile phone and kept paying attention to the flight situation.
The plane took off from Zhongzhou Airport on time and was about to land at Shuangliu Airport. The bus was already waiting at the airport. When they got off the plane, it would take them back to the temple without stopping.
While they were waiting, Master Shi Hengzhen, who had taken them to visit the Sutra Pavilion before, knocked on the door outside the Zen room.
Qian Sheng went over to answer the door, said hello, and after asking about the purpose of his visit, he learned that it was the host who heard that they were interested in the carver of the unmarked monument in the courtyard, and that he was very good at rubbing the stone. So he sent his disciples to spread the word.
There is still a small part of the ruined stele underground. Because the fracture was very neat and shaped like a square stone, it was later used as a tea table by a certain abbot in front of the temple.
Later, when the temple was renovated, this stone table was used as a stepping stone for the host's Zen room. Now it has been lying in the host's small courtyard, serving as a temporary seat.
And the most important thing is that the bottom of the monument is engraved with dragon tails on both sides, which can echo the dragon head on the forehead of the monument.
The host hopes that they can also make rubbings of this piece. They can bring a few copies with them as a token of gratitude from the temple and to leave some historical relics for the temple.
Is this a good thing? The present on that tablet is extremely important to them. Even getting one more clue can provide a lot of help.
Qian Sheng agreed without hesitation.
The three people immediately followed Master Shi Hengzhen and once again went to the small courtyard where he was presiding.
The broken stele was placed right next to the stone table in the yard, inconspicuously.
The last time they came in, they didn't even notice it existed.
After taking a closer look, it was exactly what the host said.
It is an excellent square stone, but fortunately it has not been cut into smaller pieces for use.
You can see two lifelike dragon tails on both sides, with different shapes and exquisite carvings.
The body of the dragon cannot be seen in most places on both sides of the monument, but the dragon's tail is carved at the bottom.
This goes against the common sense of "the dragon sees its head but not its tail".
Qian Sheng saw the secret and couldn't help but said to himself:
"The amount of information on this monument is huge. If someone had seen this monument earlier, I am afraid they would have solved the mystery of the Pujing Temple's underground palace. Look, isn't this a hidden dragon?"
Maybe it's the craftsman's ingenuity, maybe it's unintentional.
The dragon entrenched on the stele made a gesture of entering the water from the bottom of the stele, hiding its figure from most of the stele, leaving only its head and tail.
In this way, it can not only ensure that the stone tablet is not top-heavy, but also hide the meaning of "hidden dragon" in it.
The most important thing is that the text on the bottom of the shell tablet is not polished clean enough. As long as it is rubbed, the content on it will be clear at a glance.
When Qian Sheng saw this, he winked at Fifth Brother and Bai Lu.
After the two helped lift the stone strips to the stone table, they pestered Master Shi Hengzhen and pushed him aside.
Only Qian Sheng is left to work here alone.
Qian Sheng washed the stone strips, wiped away the water stains, and covered them with rice paper. After just a few strokes with the brush, he saw a few lines of important text appearing.
It didn't matter what he saw, his jaw almost dropped in shock.
The inscription clearly states that although Zhang Xianzhong was born in the northern part of the Three Qin Dynasty, his ancestors were the Dong Qiang people who were called "Qiang Hu" during the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties.
(End of chapter)
