Before the case even started, someone poured cold water on them, which obviously made Team Zhou and the others a little unhappy.
I never expected that the police here in Fog City would have such a negative attitude.
Probably aware of their thoughts, Sun Zhenbang sighed and took out several files.
"This is what happened around Longyuan Mountain in recent years. You can take a look."
All of these cases are unsolved and have not yet been revealed. Team Zhou and Bai Yanfei looked through them one by one, their brows getting tighter and tighter.
As Sun Zhenbang said, everything has something to do with this mountain, but nothing can be investigated.
It even involves the theory of mountain gods, which has a strong local feudal flavor.
Sun Zhenbang sighed: "This is why I am not surprised. Your case is really insignificant compared to these."
After reading it, Captain Zhou shook his head, "These don't mean anything."
Perhaps these cases were a bit suspenseful and strange, but they were not enough to change his mind.
After all, Captain Zhou is not a party involved. Only those who have experienced it will know the weirdness of this. Just relying on the black and white words on the file will not make you feel too much.
Sun Zhenbang is a participant and has experienced many things personally. Finally, he came to the conclusion that there may really be some mysterious and extraordinary power in this world.
Seeing that he could not be dissuaded, Sun Zhenbang no longer stopped him, "Okay, since you insist on doing this, this is the only way."
"But there is one thing I want to warn you: no matter where you are, you must always be in awe of nature and those creatures."
Sun Zhenbang couldn't explain it too clearly, so he left a vague sentence, which made Captain Zhou and others confused.
When they walked out of the police station, Team Zhou and Bai Yanfei were not in a good mood. They originally thought they could get some useful information.
As a result, there was no news, but a blow.
Bai Yanfei couldn't help but said: "Captain Zhou, I heard that Officer Sun is also an old police officer. He solved many big cases when he was young. Why does it feel a little bit weird when I look at it now?"
After all, others are seniors and she is a junior, so it is not easy to talk behind her back.
Wudu and Yunling are very close to each other, and the police from both sides have cooperated many times, so she has heard of Sun Zhenbang's name.
Captain Zhou shook his head, "Forget it, everyone has different ideas and concepts. Let's just do our own thing well and don't worry about what others do."
After sending Team Zhou away, Sun Zhenbang originally thought that the matter would just go away, but unexpectedly he received a call from his superior again.
It is said that a master of Zhouyi from the capital was very interested in the Feng Shui of Zuo Ci's tomb, so he came all the way to take a look.
He is the president of the Chinese Yijing Association, and it has been officially verified that he is a professor of the Academy of Social Sciences (Academy of Social Sciences). He has made great achievements in Feng Shui, metaphysics, etc., and can be said to be like a dean. Characters exist.
After all, a police protection point has been set up near Zuo Ci's tomb. Occasionally, there will be patrols from time to time, and the villagers at the foot of the mountain will also keep an eye on whether any suspicious persons are approaching.
So say hello in advance to avoid being thought of as a criminal.
"Why is there someone coming again?"
Sun Zhenbang was worried, but Master Zhou Yi said it was fine. He was just checking the feng shui near Zuo Ci's tomb, so he probably wouldn't cause any big trouble.
I'm afraid that Team Zhou and Bai Yanfei might offend the mountain god without knowing it. What should I do?
His eyes fell into the distance, and he sighed heavily at the end.
The policeman next to him saw this and couldn't help but ask: "Captain Zhou, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm not worried about what will happen over there at Longyuan Mountain."
This policeman also followed Sun Zhenbang to the police and handled several cases. Hearing what he said, his face also showed worry.
"We have already said what we can say. It is their business to listen or not. We can't stop them from going."
Having said that, Sun Zhenbang always had a bad feeling in his heart, always feeling that something big was going to happen.
"I hope my worries are unnecessary."
No matter how worried Sun Zhenbang is, there are some things that he cannot and cannot stop.
Just like Team Zhou and Bai Yanfei who are going to Longyuan Mountain this time, and Professor Zhou Yi who came from Kyoto.
"I hope nothing happens."
Sun Zhenbang thought for a while and ordered his men: "Recently, send people to pay more attention to Longyuan Mountain. If there is any movement, report it immediately."
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After all the procedures were completed, Professor Zhou Yi also set off for Longyuan Mountain.
Because this place is located in a remote area, Professor Zhou Yi got off the plane from Wudu, then took the high-speed train to the local area, and finally had to drive for a while.
Sitting in the car, looking at the endless green mountains in the distance, Professor Zhou Yi couldn't help but nod slightly, "The scenery here is beautiful, it is indeed a good place."
He was about forty or fifty years old. He was wearing a white Tang suit with hollow dark patterns of auspicious clouds and mixed with gold and silver threads. He looked low-key but a little extraordinary.
There is also a string of beads made of agarwood twisted in his hand. It is said to be a hundred-year-old agarwood. This string alone is already worth a lot of money, which shows that he has a noble status.
The professor's surname is Zhang, and he is also the president of the Chinese Yijing Association. He is quite famous in Kyoto. Sometimes many government officials and business dignitaries will ask him to do things.
This time Professor Zhang came uninvited and accidentally saw a few pictures near Zuo Ci's tomb. He felt that the terrain here was very special, so he wanted to go and have a closer look.
After getting off the car, he rushed to the nearby village. Because he had already greeted him in advance, someone was waiting there early at the entrance of the village.
Led by the familiar villagers, the group soon arrived near Zuo Ci's tomb.
Professor Zhang looked at the surrounding environment and discovered the mystery at a glance. The terrain here is gentle and the field of vision is extremely wide. It is high in the middle and low in the surrounding area.
In this way, the life in the forest can be quickly injected into Zuo Ci's tomb, which is the living cave.
I saw him standing in the southeast and looking into the distance. He stared at it for a long time. Everyone didn't know why, so they also looked over. They found nothing but mountains.
As if aware of their doubts, Professor Zhang said: "Look at the mountains in the distance, do they look like thousands of horses galloping, horses falling from the sky?"
He fiddled with the agarwood beads in his hand, his movements slow and unhurried.
When Professor Zhang said this, everyone realized that they were really similar, "It seems to be a bit similar."
I saw a group of thousands of miles away in the distance, coming like horses trampling flying swallows.
Professor Zhang seemed to have made a new discovery and shook his head suddenly, "No, it's not just that simple."
He changed his direction again and came to the southwest position. His eyes suddenly shone with light, as if he had discovered a new world, and he suddenly laughed out loud.
"I see, I understand. No wonder something was wrong just now. It turns out that the location and direction are different, and the mountains you see will be different. It's really wonderful."
Professor Zhang became more and more excited as he spoke, and the beads on his hand rolled faster, and he was no longer calm as before.
"If you look at it from here, you will find that the secondary mountain is like a rainbow, rushing down from a high place. The people buried here can ride on the dragon and ascend. Even if they cannot ascend, they can still provide shelter for future generations."
"If you observe it from the northeast, it is a completely different scene. It is like a huge wave, rising and falling together like many mountains. The overlapping peaks are the burial of a thousand times!"
Others couldn't understand these convoluted terminology. Although they thought Professor Zhang's words were a bit confusing, after he explained them, they somehow felt that they made sense.
The mountains are continuous and surrounded by clouds and mist. This mountain top is at the center, and other peaks are centered on it, showing the posture of stars looming over the moon.
The scenery of Zuo Ci's tomb is excellent. While Professor Zhang was surveying, several squirrels poked their heads out of the treetops. Their green bean-sized eyes looked at the visitors, as if they were curious about what they were doing.
Seeing this, Professor Zhang couldn't help but smile, "The little animals here are not afraid of people."
"No, after all, there are mountain gods protecting them. I guess it's for this reason that they are brave."
Professor Zhang did not take the villagers' words to heart and did not refute them. This place is located in a remote area and some feudal superstitions are normal. He understood it very well.
A few squirrels didn't stay long, their fluffy tails swayed, and then disappeared among the green plants. They moved deeper and reached the highest point of the terrain.
There is a huge boulder lying on the edge of the cliff. There is a lot of moss next to it. It is surrounded by sheer rock walls. If you accidentally fall into it, you will be in danger of being shattered to pieces.
Next to it, there is an ancient pine tree that welcomes guests. Its branches and leaves are dark green, as if it has been weathered. Watching the years go by, the cold comes and the summer passes, like a silent wise man.
When the mountain wind blows, the branches and leaves whirr, like the gears of history, making a constant clicking sound.
Just under the ancient pine, the green figures are hovering together, and the clouds and mist are passing by, giving a sense of the vicissitudes of life after many reincarnations.
Ye Qin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the squirrels, and he used a ray of spiritual power to establish a connection.
Human respect and fear appeared on the squirrel's furry face, and he bowed to Ye Qin, and then began to chatter.
"You mean a group of people approached Zuo Ci's tomb?"
The squirrel nodded.
"Very good, I know, I did a good job."
After receiving Ye Qin's praise, the squirrel looked even happier. Even his steps back were bouncing, looking very lively and cheerful.
Ye Qin's eyes are all over the mountains and plains. These small animals are equivalent to Ye Qin's other eyes. Any disturbance in the mountains is under his control.
"The police came earlier, and now another group of people came. It seems that Longyuan Mountain is really lively recently."
These people come one after another. The nearby mountains are continuous, and the mountain top is also very vast. If Ye Qin deliberately avoids it, no one will be able to detect his existence.
Even though he knew that these people posed no threat, he still felt inexplicably unhappy. Just like someone often comes into your yard without saying hello, it's the same reason.
"It's a pity that I still can't understand the mystery of Qimen Dunjia and set up a formation. Otherwise, I would have blocked them out a long time ago."
Although Ye Qin can use magical powers to expel these people, it requires a lot of mental energy to use magical powers, and the time and scope are limited.
Moreover, this method only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. He cannot always keep an eye on whether anyone is entering the mountain. If he wants to solve the problem in the long run, setting up a formation is the best choice. After all, it saves time and effort.
"Forget it, let's go see what this group of people does first. Are they probably tomb robbers again?"
Ye Qin crawled towards the direction of Zuo Ci's tomb. The surrounding plant leaves were wide and could completely block his figure. Coupled with the emerald green scales, he almost blended in with the surrounding environment.
Zuo Ci's tomb is located halfway up the mountain. The tomb should not be too high or too low. This location is just right. The surrounding terrain stretches upwards to the northwest for several miles, and there are many hills to the southeast.
After this, Kunfang (southwest) and Genfang (northeast) will become flat again, forming the finishing touch, which can bring many benefits to future generations.
Every aspect here can be said to have been carefully designed. It can be said that there are no blind spots. Even the people who selected the tomb have already calculated the changes in the terrain in later generations.
The theory of tomb feng shui believes that after the deceased is buried, the true energy will combine with the acupoint energy to form vitality. Through the exchange of yin and yang, it will influence and influence the luck of the living relatives in some mysterious way.
The two qi of yin and yang become wind when exhaled, clouds when they rise to the sky, rain when they fall, and anger when they circulate underground.
At this position, affected by the surrounding terrain, the intersection of yin and yang can exert the greatest effect regardless of whether it is rising or falling.
Zuo Ci's Tomb is a typical living ghost house, where the yin and yang of anger and immortality are combined to protect living relatives.
Professor Zhang couldn't help but sigh.
"I have seen the Feng Shui of so many tombs, and I have never seen any place that has gone so far as to cover everything. Sure enough, the wisdom of the ancients cannot be underestimated."
Even the best acupuncture points will have some flaws, but Zuo Ci's tomb can be said to be perfect. Professor Zhang guessed that there may be some acquired skills in it.
Nature and nurture are combined and complement each other to create such a perfect tomb. Even if Professor Zhang personally digs the acupoints and changes the tomb, he cannot achieve this.
Professor Zhang circled the entire tomb, mumbling words from time to time, and constantly making gestures with his hands. Seeing that he was looking seriously, the others could not disturb him.
"Where is the nearest source of water to the tomb?"
The villager leading the way thought that Professor Zhang was thirsty and wanted to find water. He thought for a moment and said, "I remember that there are mountain springs and streams near the southeast of here. It only takes about ten minutes to walk."
"Take me to see it."
The group continued walking toward the southeast. After walking for about ten minutes, they heard the sound of gurgling water not far away, as if jade was falling.
In the dense jungle ahead, a stream of water flowed from the cracks in the rocks, and the small splashes of water scattered around like broken pearls.
The mountain is full of green trees and the wind is blowing. As soon as I get close to the mountain spring, I feel a coolness blowing on my face. Together with the sound of the spring water, I suddenly feel a bit ethereal.
The water quality is also very clear, like transparent glass, shining brightly under the refraction of sunlight.
I saw many animal footprints next to the mountain spring, which shows that many animals usually drink here.
Professor Zhang also picked up a handful of water and took a sip. He felt that his mouth was full of fluids and sweetness, and a refreshing coolness flowed through his mouth, as if the fatigue of traveling through mountains and rivers could be relieved.
"Good mountains and good water."
Professor Zhang looked into the distance with some emotion, thinking that the person who selected this tomb for Zuo Ci must have had great wisdom.
Everyone looked puzzled, "Why did Professor Zhang say that?"
"The Yellow Emperor's House Sutra records that the house has spring water as its bloodline. Water is very important for both the yin house and the yang house."
"The so-called Feng Shui means that Qi will disperse when it rides on the wind, and it will stop when it is bounded by water. The ancients gathered it to prevent it from dispersing, and moved it to stop it. The method of Feng Shui is to obtain water first, and to hide the wind second."
"We have looked at the terrain before, but this time we look at water. Stones are the bones of the mountains, and water is the blood of the mountains. Water in the mountains is related to the existence of life."
The outlet of this mountain spring is facing the west of the tomb. The west is Dui Gua and Dui is Ze, which just complement each other.
According to the villagers, there are streams and lakes not far away. The water source here is abundant and the green plants are growing happily. It can be said that it is full of vitality.
Not only that, but it can also be seen from the surrounding soil that the fertile soil, good mountains, good water, good soil, and various factors have formed this excellent Feng Shui acupuncture point.
Although there is a little lack of sunlight here, it does not matter because there is already enough vitality here. If there is more light and sunshine, the yang energy will quickly overwhelm the yin energy.
Imbalance and imbalance of yin and yang will cause problems. It seems that the predecessors also took this into consideration, so they arranged it like this, which makes it even more sophisticated.
Everything is about balance, and some good things do not mean more is better.
Professor Zhang spoke eloquently, and no one noticed that not far from the mountain spring, behind a green plant as tall as half a man, a pair of unfathomable dark beast eyes were revealed.
Ye Qin looked at the group of people and saw that these people had official documents and were led by villagers into the mountain. It was obvious that they were not tomb robbers, so he planned to stay put for the time being, but he never expected to hear such words.
"It seems that this professor still has something."
Ye Qin followed them and heard Professor Zhang's comments about Zuo Ci's tomb. I have to say that the comments were quite good.
"Maybe he can help me."
At this moment, Professor Zhang didn't know that he was being targeted by a snake, and was still surveying the surrounding terrain.
Seeing that the sky was getting late and the sun was setting in the west, the people around me reminded: "Professor Zhang, it's getting late now, why don't we go down the mountain first."
Professor Zhang glanced at the time and found that most of the day had passed before he knew it.
The sky was slightly dark, and fiery red clouds spread layer by layer, smearing the entire mountain top. The original green color was stained with the color of burning clouds.
"Then let's go down the mountain first."
There are still some parts that have not yet been surveyed, so Professor Zhang is not in a hurry and will save it for tomorrow. After all, the mountain is here and it will not run away on its own.
The group of people walked down the mountain.
As the sun sets, a light green shadow falls behind a few people, following them like a shadow, blending into the darkness together with the boundless sunset glow.
When Professor Zhang and others came down the mountain, only half of the setting sun was left in the sky, and most of it was sunk into the mountains, so that the distant mountains were shrouded in shallow shadows.
For the sake of convenience, Professor Zhang and others live in the homes of villagers. There are no entertainment activities in the village at night. Basically, everyone rests when it gets completely dark. Those who don’t rest will come out to enjoy the cool air and chat on the street. .
But Professor Zhang came from Kyoto, which is remote and has difficult mountain roads. After arriving here, he had to take several train rides, so he was a little tired and went to bed early after eating.
The night is like a black curtain covering the sky, and the crescent moon hangs on the branches, casting a little light.
There were still a few families in the village who were awake, and the light emitted was like a lonely lighthouse in a vast ocean, looking a little small.
Soon these lights were extinguished, and there was no longer any light in the whole village, and everyone was asleep.
The green hills in the daytime were now only a rough outline under the darkness of night, like a dormant giant beast guarding the side of the village.
Under the moonlight, the green light flashed away, like a clear and transparent green gem, full of mystery.
Ye Qin's eyes fell on the southwest of the village entrance, where Professor Zhang and others rested and stayed.
Originally, Ye Qin had wanted to set up a formation around the mountain to block the prying eyes of interested people. However, he had not succeeded in studying it before, so he could only put it aside for the time being and look for opportunities in the future.
But the people from the interview program group accidentally came over by mistake, which made him determined that the formation issue must be resolved quickly.
Ye Qin was really unhappy with being constantly interrupted by people. Even if these people were unintentional and did not have any malicious intent, in some ways, they still caused him trouble.
If a barrier can be erected to isolate these people from the outside, even if they want to enter, it will not be easy.
It's just that he doesn't have any clue about the Qimen Dunjia technique yet.
But he didn't expect that he would give him a pillow when he fell asleep, and he would happen to meet Professor Zhang and others, and he seemed to be quite familiar with Zhouyi.
The Book of Changes was first written in the Shang and Zhou dynasties. Its core idea is Yin and Yang. Its function goes far beyond divination. It also uses the simple dialectical law of Yin and Yang as the fulcrum to enable people to understand the universe in an all-round way.
"People use it every day but don't know it, so the way of a gentleman is fresh."
"Yi is in harmony with heaven and earth, so it can guide the way of heaven and earth."
It can be seen from this that it covers the operating laws of everything in the world.
Between yin and yang, it will continue to change with the changes in time and space, such as the alternation of day and night, the coming and going of cold and heat, all the time, so the Zhouyi is also called a book of endless changes.
"The Book of Changes" can be said to be all-encompassing, with thousands of changes in the world. From it, countless mathematical schools and systems have been derived, and even the thoughts of various schools of thought have been borrowed from it in some aspects.
Among them, Taiyi, Qimen Dunjia, and Liuren are known as the three unique skills of Zhouyi.
The formation that Ye Qin wanted to learn originated from Qimen Dunjia, so tracing back to its origins, it is also inextricably related to the "Book of Changes".
It just so happens that Professor Zhang is a master of Zhouyi. Although he specializes in Feng Shui, he does not rule out that he may also be involved in other places, and maybe he can learn from it.
After all, the origins are the same, and everything remains the same. As long as he understands one aspect, and according to his understanding and understanding, it is only a matter of time before he learns Qimen Dunjia.
Ye Qin calmed down, channeled a force of mental energy, and quickly sensed Professor Zhang's exact location.
If he were to meet him in his true form, he would probably scare people. Even if Professor Zhang is Master Zhouyi, he is essentially just an ordinary person, and he would be scared when seeing such a big snake.
And I can’t speak, so it’s not easy to communicate.
Therefore, Ye Qin plans to use the magical power of dream entrustment. Firstly, Professor Zhang will accept it faster. Secondly, if he communicates through spiritual contact, language will not be a problem.
Even if Professor Zhang wakes up afterwards, he will only feel that he had a strange dream.
The Qi Dan was circulating in the body, and soon the energy of heaven and earth was released, forming a thin mist, which rushed towards the village. To be more precise, only the outside of that house was covered with a vague mist.
The mist under the moonlight rose slowly, like a layer of silver gauze, covering Professor Zhang's entire room. Then it gathered more and more, and slowly came into contact with Professor Zhang's body.
If anyone enters Professor Zhang's room at this moment, they will find that the place is filled with thick fog, to the point where one cannot see even one's fingers.
Professor Zhang was sleeping deeply and was not aware of anything outside. In addition, Ye Qin's magical power in dreams brought him into a deeper sleep level space, and he would not open his eyes to see these scenes.
Under the moonlight, a hazy veil shrouded the entire village. The surrounding trees had deep shadows, not as lush as in the daytime, and the mountains in the darkness looked even more mysterious.
The village was extremely quiet, not a single sound was heard, and everyone fell into sleep. Only the bright moonlight was left to look at the spreading fog around them.
When Professor Zhang was sleeping deeply, he vaguely heard someone calling his name. He slowly opened his eyes, but what he saw was chaos. At first, he thought it was because he didn't turn on the light.
Professor Zhang clearly remembered that he fell asleep not long after eating. He shouted several times, but no one around him responded.
"Am I dreaming?"
It's strange to say that at his age, he rarely dreams. Even if he does dream, it's always hazy. When he opens his eyes the next day, he has almost forgotten about it.
But this time, his consciousness was very clear, and he seemed to know clearly that he was dreaming.
He seemed to have come to a special space. Professor Zhang stretched out his hand curiously, wanting to touch the things around him, but as soon as he touched it, it spread to the side, and it didn't take long for him to gather again.
Professor Zhang said uncertainly: "Is this fog?"
The hazy mist gathered around him, as if attracted by something, pushing and shoving around him completely, giving people the illusion that they were all living beings.
The fog is so thick that Professor Zhang can't see his fingers clearly even when he lowers his head.
Just when he was at a loss, the voice calling his name sounded again, like a guiding light, guiding him forward.
"Who is calling me?"
Professor Zhang shouted loudly, but no one responded. The voice was vague, as if it was coming from a far away place, and suddenly it seemed to be very close at hand.
After hesitating for a moment, Professor Zhang decided to walk towards the source of the sound.
Deep in the mist, a slender silhouette was looming. Judging from the stature, it seemed to be a woman. She was wearing ancient clothes and had a slim figure, but she couldn't see clearly.
"How could it be a woman?"
Professor Zhang murmured to himself.
He just took a step forward, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed. Clouds and mist surged and rolled continuously. The originally calm mist seemed to be affected and suddenly began to boil.
When the fog calmed down and dispersed, he finally saw the surrounding scene clearly and came into a deep jungle.
I could see the surrounding tall trees blocking out the sky and the sun. Occasionally, a few beams of sunlight would fall down, forming dots of light spots on the ground.
The surrounding scenes always feel familiar, as if they have been there before.
Professor Zhang looked at the tomb not far away with a little surprise. Isn't this the area near Zuo Ci's tomb that he visited during the day?
"Could it be said that I think about things every day and dream about things at night?"
Before Professor Zhang fell asleep, he was still thinking about the feng shui of Zuo Ci's tomb. Looking at the relevant documents and records, it doesn't feel strange to have such a dream now.
The figure of the woman before had disappeared, it seemed to be his illusion.
Just as he was surveying his surroundings, a thick fog appeared not far away, as if it was wrapped in some mysterious existence.
The mist surged, indescribably, like the distant and deep universe, and he vaguely felt a mysterious gaze resting on him.
When Professor Zhang first looked over, he felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart, and suddenly he felt an indescribable respect and fear. This emotion was also fleeting, and he didn't know where it came from.
Before he could figure it out, he heard a voice coming from the mist. The voice was a little low and ethereal. It was the being who kept calling his name before.
"I heard that you have done a lot of research on "The Book of Changes"?"
Professor Zhang looked at the fog in front of him with a somewhat inquiring and curious look. He didn't understand why he had such a weird dream.
Even the mist can speak.
Although he was a little confused, he still said very humbly, "I think so."
Looking at the current world, there are few people who have studied as hard as Professor Zhang and achieved great results. It can be said that he has devoted most of his life to this.
However, even so, the "Book of Changes" covers a wide range of knowledge, and its principles are even more profound. Professor Zhang does not dare to boast that he has studied everything thoroughly in Haikou. He can only say that he has understood some superficial knowledge.
But it is undeniable that no one can match him in this field. If he is called second, no one dares to be first.
"Then, sir, how about you tell me about the Book of Changes?"
The voice was plain and straightforward, but it also carried a domineering tone that could not be refused.
What is Professor Zhang’s identity?
The most authoritative and officially certified master of metaphysics is also the president of the Chinese I-Ching Society. Who would not respectfully address him as you, let alone give instructions in this tone?
If it were normal, Professor Zhang would probably not pay attention to it, but for some reason, this time he didn't feel unhappy. Instead, he felt that it was taken for granted, as if this was normal.
This emotion came out of nowhere, and he didn't think about it in detail, just thinking it was a dream.
After all, who would be more serious about dreams?
Zhouyi, the Book of Changes, is one of the traditional classics. According to legend, it was written by Jichang, King Wen of Zhou Dynasty. It consists of two parts: The Book of Changes and the Biography.
The original name of the Book of Changes is the Book of Changes, which reveals the typical symbolic meanings of the four hundred and fifty hexagrams of the Book of Changes and the corresponding judgments of good and bad fortune.
The biography includes the Wenyan, the first and second parts of the Tuan Zhuan, the upper and lower parts of the Xiang Zhuan, the upper and lower parts of the Xici Zhuan, the Shuo Gua Zhuan, the Xu Gua Zhuan, and the Miscellaneous Gua Zhuan, totaling ten chapters in seven categories. Call it "Ten Wings".
It can be seen that Professor Zhang has indeed studied the "Book of Changes" in depth. His explanations are very detailed and proceed from the shallower to the deeper. Even people without any foundation can understand a few things.
"Excuse me sir, how do you view the theory of Qi Men Dun Jia correctly?"
Professor Zhang pondered for a moment, "Strictly speaking, Qi Men Dun Jia belongs to the Zhouyi. The Zhouyi covers a wide range and touches on many aspects. Many schools in later generations have been greatly influenced by it."
"For example, Lao Tzu integrated the essence of the I Ching's thoughts into the Tao Te Ching. Based on the combination of the yin and yang of the hexagrams and the three lines forming hexagrams, he constructed a "Tao generates one, one creates two, and two generates" 3. The origin schema of all things. "
Although Zhou Yi and Qi Men Dun Jia have figured it out, there are differences. However, if Zhou Yi can be understood, Qi Men Dun Jia will not be a problem.
Fortunately, when Professor Zhang was studying the Book of Changes, he occasionally read other related documents, so he was able to tell a thing or two about Qimen Dunjia.
With Zhouyi as the basis, it is not difficult to understand Qimen Dunjia. After all, the two are inextricably linked.
The voice in the mist rarely spoke and spent most of its time listening. Although Professor Zhang couldn't see it, he could sense that the other person was listening carefully.
Because the few opinions that are occasionally raised are particularly novel, enlightening, and refreshing.
Although Professor Zhang was explaining the knowledge he had learned before, he learned something new by reviewing the past and gained different insights from the other party's words.
Unconsciously, I talked for most of the night, and I even felt like I still had some unfinished thoughts.
(End of chapter)
