Having said this, Qian Laosan's short body suddenly climbed up on the table.
He straightened the shaky lightbulb above his head.
The lightbulb that flickered on and off returned to normal, and he looked at me condescendingly.
I looked up at him closely.
Waiting for Qian Laosan to give me an answer.
Are the two Wei Chunmings around four hundred years ago the same person...
If so, this sacrificial practice in the late Ming Dynasty was obviously a ritual to seek eternal memory. Why did Wei Chunming's appearance also survive in the end?
Qian Laosan in front of him seemed to know a lot about these things.
But then, Qian Laosan asked me, "Is it possible that Wei Zhongxian's sacrificial game is just part of someone else's game? Although Wei Chunming stole the magic of immortality in the end, he was just a pawn of others. ?”
That’s it…
My pupils suddenly shrank!
The huge sacrifices Wei Zhongxian arranged in order to survive and immortalize his memory were just part of his plan!
Wei Chunming stole the final fruit and placed the memory on himself forever. It seemed that he was the final winner, but in fact, he was just a pawn!
So, what is this "other game"?
Whose chess piece is Wei Chunming?
The answer is completely obvious.
The eternal life I have been looking for!
Wei Chunming is the pawn of the planner of this eternal game!
Qian Laosan chuckled and expressed his inference: "Yes, it is what you are thinking at the moment... Wei Chunming four hundred years ago is most likely the same person as Wei Chunming today! I have used all the skills I have used over the years. Most of the relationships were established, and it was determined that Wei Chunming and the owner of the abandoned iron factory were not related by blood."
"Of course, I don't dare to guarantee it. After all, I haven't looked for him since that day twenty years ago."
"As for why the memory of immortality has survived for four hundred years to the real body, soul, and memory now, it has something to do with the situation of eternal life, and it has a lot to do with the planner!"
"Wei Chunming may be confused himself. Why can his body violate the laws of nature? Why is it that a sacrifice to remember immortality has become a way to truly live forever? All of this is because of the conspiracy of the person who arranged it!"
After saying that, Qian Laosan clicked the light bulb above his head!
The old silk thread of the light bulb made a weird creaking sound.
The previous coffin of the former Qingxi Queen Mother was part of this eternal situation...
And today's sacrificial practices in the late Ming Dynasty are also part of this eternal game.
Qian Laosan's voice became deeper and he said: "The organizer has extraordinary magical powers. He even included Wei Zhongxian four hundred years ago. This is why I am always curious about the identity of the organizer and his true purpose."
"Unfortunately, I have been searching for him for twenty years. Not to mention the identity of this person, let alone the purpose of his eternal life, I have not fully understood the late Ming Dynasty sacrifice in the game."
"Perhaps only your master truly knows all the secrets."
I fell into deep thought.
No wonder Lao Huang didn't tell me these things in front of me at the beginning. This eternal life situation alone involves too many things, not to mention this eternal life situation that has calculated countless people. The situation of eternal life that spans hundreds of years is only part of Lao Huang's overall situation.
Qian Laosan was shocked by the horror of this eternal situation.
And I was even more shocked and curious as to what shocking secrets Lao Huang’s overall situation hid.
I said in a deep voice: "In that case, the planner is probably an immortal being."
"yes."
Qian Laosan nodded and said.
But then, Qian Laosan's face suddenly turned cold: "I don't care whether that person is immortal or not. Since he killed my descendants and left me, Qian Laosan, alone, I will definitely use all my strength to destroy him." !”
"I have another question, what's going on with the beads on the mural?"
I asked Qian Laosan again.
"I don't quite understand it. I guess that bead may have something to do with the Night Sky Bead. It may be the Night Sky Pearl you took out from the coffin of the Queen Mother of the West. If you want to really understand the sacrifices in the late Ming Dynasty, you have to start from Only Wei Chunming himself can know."
Qian Laosan shook his head and said.
Hearing this, I didn't ask any more questions.
He continued: "These things are all based on the information I got from my old friend who stole the door, as well as what I saw and heard. Combined, it can be said that it is all my gains in the past twenty years."
"This matter is very involved. If you want to fully investigate it, you must have a bad relationship with the person who arranged it. It is not easy for the senior to get so much information while staying out of the matter."
I nodded and said.
It's a pity that Qian Laosan has a friend who robbed the door. That friend is still a descendant of the craftsman who built the altar. Otherwise, most of the things he said at the moment would have been searched for for a lifetime, let alone twenty years. It may not be possible to understand.
"Haha, don't flatter me, kid. I didn't tell you these things before because I was afraid that the eternal life situation would be so involved and the person who planned it would be so powerful that I would scare you away and no one would help me. You are busy, but you have found this place in a short period of time, which shows that your strength is not low, and you should not give up in spite of difficulties."
Qian Laosan smiled.
Then, he walked down from the table and said, "It's getting late. You should go back and have a rest. My room here is small and I can't accommodate you."
Hearing this, I grinned slightly and said, "Senior, we are trading. Since you have told me so much about the sacrifices in the late Ming Dynasty, I have to tell you who is the organizer."
When I finished saying this, it was visible to the naked eye that Qian Laosan's expression froze.
"You really found the planner!"
