In this way, Chen Yulin's motivation can be understood.
More than a hundred years ago, the Chen family relied on their accumulated luck to soar into the sky and fell into the lap of the warlord. After the family energy was exhausted, it plummeted and nothing went smoothly.
First, all the land and property were confiscated, and then they were shattered into pieces during that special period. Now, the population is not prosperous, and the luck is extremely bad.
At this time, Chen Yulin said with tears streaming down his face: "Guys, please take pity on our Chen family. My son went into business ten years ago and lost all his money overnight two years later. He worked hard for four to five years before he could pay off his debts. Then he started a business, which was already prosperous, but how could he expect that the other company's products would be directly updated. It went bankrupt in two months and was burdened with debt. Last year, he bought a shop in the provincial capital and prepared to start a new business. I tried to do some business, but it seemed like I was under a spell, and my business has been bleak so far.”
"Go on and talk about my grandson. His grades are not good, but there is still hope for him to be admitted to high school. Who would have thought that he would have a stomachache during the exam, and he would poop all over his pants while sitting in the exam room. When the final score came out, he was just shy. Three points."
Chen Yulin slapped his thigh angrily: "The luck of the Chen family in Shuanghu Town has been exhausted. If we don't think of a way, it won't be passed on and will die soon."
The fourth uncle squinted his eyes and thought carefully.
If I remember correctly, Mrs. Liu brought this golden needle compass specifically for Chen Yulin.
But whether Chen Yulin can get it in the end probably depends on what the fourth uncle thinks.
Sure enough, the fourth uncle had a hearty smile on his face.
"The Golden Needle Compass..."
With that said, the fourth uncle slowly took out a small wooden box from the car and slowly opened it in front of everyone.
What comes into view is a wooden compass the size of a washbasin, with lines and many small characters engraved on it. I don't know geography and Feng Shui, so I can't understand these, but in the middle of the wooden disc, there is a light thread. The long golden needle is straight and beautifully made. At both ends of the needle is a little figure the size of a finger. The little figure stretches out his hand and points in the direction of the compass.
The fourth uncle laid the golden needle flat, and then he could see the golden needle shaking slowly, as if an invisible big hand was gently moving it.
"That's it...that's it!" Chen Yulin was filled with excitement. He pointed at the compass and wanted to reach out to grab it. His spittle was flying, and his eyes were almost salivating.
"Hey, don't touch it." The fourth uncle stopped Chen Yulin's hand.
"There are not many golden needle compasses in existence, and they are almost astronomically expensive. If you take them out, they will have to be sold at auction. Our Liu family still has use for this thing. Tell me, why should we give it to you?"
I blinked and stared at the fourth uncle's expression, his face full of a sense of rejecting people thousands of miles away.
But since Mrs. Liu can give it out, it should prove that the family does not lack this thing.
Sure enough, the fourth uncle's subsequent chat revealed his true purpose.
"I, I... My family, the Chen family in Shuanghu Town, is in decline now and has nothing. Can I give you anything? When our family's fortune changes and my son earns a lot of money in the provincial capital, then the whole family will have everything they need. Can I ask for it?"
The fourth uncle laughed loudly: "That's not necessary. My Yumen Liu family has been prosperous for hundreds of years and has accumulated a lot of wealth. I despise these common gold and silver things. I am thinking that when the caves on this mountain are opened, After we clear it out, let me, the Liu family of Yumen, copy all the Master's scriptures on the coffin inside, how about that?"
Chen Yulin lowered his head and sighed.
"That's it, no matter what, we won't let our ancestors' inheritance fall into disrepair in our hands."
"Of course." The fourth uncle closed the wooden box and slowly handed it to Chen Yulin.
Chen Yulin forced a smile on his old face: "Okay, I, the Chen family of Shuanghu Town, will thank you."
After we finished talking about things here, we got in the car directly.
Let the fourth uncle drive and go to Shuanghu Town first.
The car was shaking, and Liu Ruxiang suddenly said: "It's a coincidence. We may also go to the provincial capital to find Chen Guangge, otherwise some things will still be unclear."
We didn't tell Chen Yulin at the time that Huang Weizhong, the man who performed the flying act, was Chen Guangge's apprentice. He didn't know either, so he was naturally confused. He asked us in confusion, what is going on?
"It's like this," Liu Ruxiang said eloquently, "As I told you before, we need a countermeasure to the flying head-dropping technique because a man named Huang Weizhong practices these Nanyang people's evil arts."
"What a coincidence. Huang Weizhong was a person who studied Feng Shui before. Later he went to the provincial capital to become Chen Guangge's teacher. I heard that he learned some things. Now I want to ask if Chen Guangge knows some inside stories."
Chen Yulin suddenly realized.
"So that's it. Such evil heretics must be driven out together."
"I'm just afraid..." A cold light flashed in Liu Ruxiang's eyes.
"Why are there so many evil heretics? First it's Huang Weizhong, and then there's some Oriental guy. I'm afraid there's some conspiracy involved!" Liu Ruxiang sighed and closed her eyes without saying much.
I thought about what Liu Ruxiang said. In the underground cave before, the black-robed man we met had mysterious exotic characters carved on his body, and there were also those patterns. We couldn't understand these.
I thought about it and didn't care. I was too sleepy, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
In my memory, I vaguely heard Chen Yulin saying thank you, then getting off the car, and finally fell asleep for a while. I was yelled at by Liu Ruxiang and had already arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall in Liujia Village.
When I got off the car, my legs and feet felt weak, and I almost fell over without losing my balance.
I followed Liu Ruxiang to the ancestral hall in a daze, and saw Mrs. Liu still swaying on Shuizao's rattan chair.
The fourth uncle called him, and he slowly opened his eyes and stretched his hands.
"You are back. Have you found the method?" Mr. Liu asked carefully in a low voice.
"I'm disappointed, I didn't find it this time." The fourth uncle lowered his head.
"We encountered some accidents and fell short, otherwise we should have been able to find it." The fourth uncle continued.
At this time, Mrs. Liu looked at Liu Ruxiang: "Xiaoxiang, why don't you say anything and say a few words."
Liu Ruxiang nodded: "Old Master, let me tell you about this trip. This time I arrived at Shuanghu Town to find the Chen family. Their family has lost the tradition of dealing with the head-lowering technique, so they can only go to the ancestral land on the mountain from We put rubbings on the coffin. We went up the mountain with Chen Yulin from the Chen family, and he asked us to cover our eyes. But who would have thought that when we walked to the ancestral land, we were pulled into a cave by a living dead, and everyone was trapped. I can’t get out from inside…”
"In this case, we can only escape in a hurry and wait until there are any other opportunities later." Liu Ruxiang said calmly.
As Liu Ruxiang spoke, Mrs. Liu, who was sitting on the wicker chair, slowly sat up, with a solemn look in his eyes.
"Let me ask you, are you sure that what you saw is true? What you saw with your own eyes is absolutely true?"
Liu Ruxiang and the fourth uncle nodded slowly, and I nodded too.
Mr. Liu said: "Show me the copied text and copied tattoo pattern."
Liu Ruxiang immediately opened the gift box and took out a large white book from inside.
Written on it were the exotic characters on the body of the man in black robes, as well as the tattoo pattern.
Old Mrs. Liu took it and looked at it carefully.
"It's true that he is from the East," Mr. Liu waved to the fourth uncle at this time.
"Xiao Si, go and get my Dongyang dictionary and the glasses on my table."
I was shocked. I didn’t expect Mrs. Liu to know Dongyang Guo’s writing.
The old man seemed to have seen my surprised look and said meaningfully: "You young people today have not experienced the wars of that era, and it is normal to not understand that era."
"More than a hundred years ago, the Eastern Kingdom invaded our land and vowed to destroy our great country in one fell swoop. But on the other hand, the Eastern Kingdom was already very powerful at that time. That year I was in the provincial capital In the end, two classmates from the National High School went to study in Japan, and one of them became a traitor and the other a hero."
"When I was in middle school, Japanese people didn't have such ambitions. There was also a period of Japanese fever among our students. I can also speak some Japanese."
Mr. Liu talked about the meaning of the words engraved on people: "It probably means loyalty to a certain person or organization."
When the fourth uncle brought the Japanese dictionary, Mr. Liu checked it one by one and translated the meaning of the whole text.
"I pledge my allegiance to the Zishan family, become a servant of the Zishan family, dedicate my loyalty and body, and work hard for any goal... That's probably what it means." Old Mrs. Liu quickly narrowed his eyes.
"Purple Mountain Family...Purple Mountain Family, such a familiar name."
In an instant, Mr. Liu seemed to have remembered something, and immediately murmured: "I remembered that more than a hundred years ago, one of my middle school classmates who went to study in Japan became a traitor. At that time, he was in Japan After graduating from National University, I stayed in a local company. Later, after asking about it from my classmates, I found out that the owner of that company was named Ichiro Shiyama."
"Purple mountain name Yilang..." I looked puzzled. This name of a person from the Eastern Kingdom is really strange.
Mr. Liu continued: "This famous Zishan man later came to our land and led his men to burn, kill and loot. And my classmate also served his master from the front and back."
As he said this, Mrs. Liu's eyes flashed with disdain.
