Twenty years ago, a little baby who was just born and covered in abscesses was placed in a wooden basin, covered with a small blanket, and floated into the Taoyuan Valley along the stream in the mountains.
This was the first scene Shu Guan saw when he traveled to this world.
Of course, if the little boy's body had not been taken over by his consciousness, that would have been the first contact that little boy had with the world.
Regarding the life experience of the original owner of his physical body, Shu Guan had previously felt that it must be a bit unusual, because the small quilt that floated into Taoyuan Valley wrapped him up, and he knew at a glance that it was not something that ordinary people could afford. .
Of course, this is not the most important reason. The real reason is the abscess on his body. The old cripple said back then that it was a very sinister thing, but it was definitely not something born, otherwise he would have been born in the womb. He died right away, more like he was poisoned after being born.
And when Shu Guan came into contact with spiritual practice and became a practitioner, his vision and knowledge were no longer what they used to be. When he recalled that he had just time-traveled into the baby's body, the feeling was not like being poisoned by someone, but more like that. It seemed as if someone had cast some kind of Taoist magic on him, such as voodoo, head-lowering or other evil techniques.
A child who was subjected to such sinister magic right after birth would definitely not be ordinary.
This is Shu Guan's speculation about the identity of the original owner of his body.
But he never thought about finding out the life experience of the original owner of his body.
Shu Guan didn't think it was necessary.
The identity of the original owner of this body seems to have nothing to do with me.
In this life, he lived in Taoyuan Valley, dependent on the old cripple, and later embarked on the path of spiritual practice and became a practitioner. The life experience of the original owner of this body had no impact on his life in this life.
As for who the parents of this physical body are, and what does it have to do with myself who has traveled from another world?
A little baby is a little baby, and he is himself.
Although they have the same body, they are actually two completely different people.
So from an emotional point of view, the little baby's parents are just two strangers, and judging from what happened to the little baby, his parents are probably no longer alive.
Therefore, Shu Guan has never thought about exploring the life experience of the original owner of his body. Otherwise, with his current cultivation in the hexagram path, he might be able to know what the little baby is by just picking up the quilt and doing a hexagram. origin.
But Shuguan had never thought about doing this, and he had never thought about it at all.
So what if you know, so what if you don't know, it won't affect your future life and practice.
But at this moment, in an unexpected situation, he suddenly discovered some clues about the life experience of the original owner of his body.
Then Shu Guan discovered that he, who had always thought he was indifferent to this matter, was still a little nervous and panicked.
Then Shu Guan took a deep breath and suppressed his surging emotions.
...So what if you know, so what if you don't know...
He silently recited in his mind the attitude towards this matter that he had figured out long ago.
Then, after the initial panic, Shu Guan began to think calmly.
The quilt on his bed is very similar to the quilt on the big bed in Gengshi Emperor's bedroom. The materials are exactly the same. Most importantly, there is no difference in the word "春" embroidered on the corner of the quilt. .
Shu Guan didn't understand what the word "spring" on the little quilt meant before, but now he naturally guessed it.
The word "spring" should represent the objects used in the erotic palace. In other words, the quilt wrapped around the little baby floating into Taoyuan Valley came from this erotic palace.
But it can only prove that the little quilt came from the erotic palace, but it cannot prove that the little baby is a member of the Ji family.
More than twenty years ago, it was the period when the Ji family announced the end of its rule over Dahua. Although it was a choice made out of helplessness and under various pressures, it was ultimately a peaceful transfer of power.
However, no matter how peaceful it is and there is no too tragic bloodshed, a lot of chaos is always inevitable.
This kind of chaos not only happened in the Yanjing Palace in the north, but also probably happened in Jin Lin's Spring Palace.
In such a chaotic situation at that time, it was normal for some royal items in the erotic palace to be circulated.
Therefore, the little baby that floated into Peach Blossom Valley may not have anything to do with the Ji family. It may just happen to be covered with such a small quilt.
To take a step back, even if the little baby has some relationship with the Ji royal family, and may even be a prince of the Ji royal family, what does that have to do with today's Shu Guan?
He is him and I am me!
Shu Guan's mood became more and more stable. He stared at the bright yellow brocade quilt in his hand, wondering if he would use a palm sutra to look at his little quilt after returning to see what the little baby was back then. What is the origin of identity?
He didn't do this before because it didn't matter.
I decided to do this now because it doesn’t matter.
Shu Guan felt that no matter whether he knew that identity or not, it would not affect his state of mind and life.
At this moment, Shu Guan completely calmed down.
Then there were footsteps behind him.
"Mr. Shu, did you find anything? Did you find the entrance?"
But it was Qian Jing'an, Professor Lai Sheng, and the second young master who finally walked into the dormitory. Professor Lai Sheng first asked with concern.
"I'll take a look again."
Shu Guan put down the brocade quilt in his hand and looked around. When he entered the dormitory just now, his attention was immediately attracted by the brocade quilt, and he had not taken a good look at the surroundings.
On the wall on the side of the huge dragon bed, there is a gold silk brocade painting hanging. In the painting, a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow robe with the Kowloon regiment pattern and a black Kowloon imperial crown is sitting on the dragon chair. .
That should naturally be the portrait of Emperor Gengshi. The middle-aged man in the portrait has a square face and a majestic look.
Of course, portraits of people from ancient times like this are often very different from the actual appearance of the person. In many cases, just look at them and don’t take them seriously.
Under the portrait is a black lacquer table with an upturned head and a pattern of flowers and butterflies, and in front of the table is a black lacquer armchair.
Shu Guan's eyes swept over the furniture and furnishings one by one, and found nothing special.
The dormitory where he was standing at this time, Shu Guan, must be the place with the strongest Feng Shui energy in the entire Feng Shui vein. If this Feng Shui vein has a source, then the source must be here.
But he still couldn't find the source.
Shu Guan had already predicted that the entrance to the underground palace would not be simply on the ground and hidden with some mechanisms. If that were the case, the erotic palace had gone through countless renovations, but such a sophisticated mechanism would hide the place. How clever it is, someone should have discovered it long ago.
So, where is the entrance to the underground palace?
Shu Guan scanned the surrounding furniture and furnishings one by one, and then asked the second young master:
"Are all the furnishings here imitations of later generations?"
Except for objects such as gold and jade, few things can last for five thousand years. For example, the golden nanmu nine-dragon bed, no matter how carefully it is maintained, it will not last for five thousand years without decay.
"Yes, the things here are basically imitations of the originals, except for the portrait of Emperor Gengshi."
The second young master nodded.
This kind of gold silk painting is a unique craft in this world. It is to pull gold nuggets into thin threads and then weave them into something like silk. The craftsmanship is extremely complex and exquisite, at least it was never like this in Shuguan's past life. of craftsmanship.
Calligraphy and paintings written using this kind of gold silk cloth and supplemented with special ink can be preserved for tens of thousands of years.
Of course, the cost of this kind of gold silk cloth is too high, so the quantity is extremely rare.
When they heard that the painting of Emperor Gengshi was actually from five thousand years ago, Qian Jing'an and Lai Sheng seemed to have forgotten their true purpose of coming here, and immediately ran to the portrait. They watched and discussed carefully, and then they called the second young master over.
"Why isn't such an important cultural relic properly preserved in a dry and light-proof room? Even if the gold silk painting is extremely corrosion-resistant, hanging it here casually will greatly shorten its storage time. You must know We want to leave such precious cultural relics to future generations.”
Qian Jing'an seemed a little angry and said to the second young master.
"Oh, regarding this matter, people who have visited here before have also asked. According to the explanation of Director Chen, who is responsible for managing the cultural relics in the Spring Palace, before the death of Emperor Gengshi, among the edicts he left behind, there was one The posthumous edict is particularly strange, it states that this portrait of him should always be hung in this dormitory, and no one can take it away."
The second young master said quickly:
"So the successive emperors of the Great China Dynasty sometimes came back to the Spring Palace to pay homage to Emperor Gengshi, but they did not dare to touch this gold silk painting. After the end of the rule of the Great China Dynasty, the head of the Internal Affairs Office of the Spring Palace specifically stated that We also respect the opinions of the Ji family on this matter and have never touched this portrait of Emperor Gengshi."
After listening to the second young master's explanation, Qian Jing'an and Professor Lai Sheng looked at each other in surprise.
Although they are all famous historians, it is impossible for them to know all the details of history. They have never heard of the strange edict of Emperor Gengshi before, and this kind of edict for arranging trivial matters after death should only be Only the Palace Internal Affairs Office will know about it and will not record it in history books. It is normal for them not to know such an obscure historical event.
It's just that the posthumous edict of Emperor Gengshi was indeed very strange. A mighty and powerful emperor would actually issue a posthumous edict specifically for a portrait of himself.
Shu Guan, on the other hand, had already turned his attention to the ground. The palace was paved with gold bricks.
Of course, it is not a real gold brick, but a special brick used exclusively by the royal family of the Great China Dynasty. Like gold silk cloth, the process is extremely complicated and the cost is extremely high. It is said that the value of a brick is similar to that of a gold nugget of the same volume. , that’s why it’s called BRIC.
Shu Guan walked over the gold bricks one by one, and at the same time used the soil control technique, slightly shaking the gold bricks under his feet, but found nothing unusual.
There are no underground secret passages in this dormitory.
Then, Shu Guan placed the large suitcase in his hand on the ground and opened it.
This time when he came to Jinling, he brought over everything that was hidden under the bed in his room on the second floor of the Zouma Pavilion.
He took out the valuable objects from Zoumamen, the purple compass, the dragon-seeking ruler, and a small copper bell from the suitcase. Then he took the four dragon-seeking rulers and inserted them in the four corners of the dormitory, and then Holding a compass in one hand and a copper bell in the other, he began to walk around in the dormitory.
Of course, "walking around in a mess" is the feeling of others. In fact, Shu Guan was using the Nine Palaces and Bagua Steps at this time, supplemented by a compass, to carefully examine every subtle change in the flow of Feng Shui energy in the room.
He also used these subtle changes in Feng Shui Qi to calculate where the initial changes in regression occurred.
Every time he walked through a palace and a hexagram, Shu Guan would look down at the subtle angle changes of the pointer on the compass driven by the Feng Shui energy, and gently shake the copper bell in his hand.
As the crisp copper bell rang, the dragon-detecting needles on the dragon-seeking rulers at the four corners also turned simultaneously.
At this time, Qian Jing'an and Professor Lai Sheng finally stopped discussing the portrait of Emperor Gengshi. Like the second young master, they both looked at Shu Guan who was walking around in the dormitory with some confusion.
At this time, in their eyes, Shu Xingyun did look like a master, especially the four strange things in the corner that could actually turn around on their own, which made them feel a little weird and mysterious. feeling.
At a certain moment, Shu Guan finally stopped. He glanced at the compass in his hand, and then at the dragon-seeking rulers at the four corners. Then he slowly turned his head, and his eyes fell again on the painting of "Revolution" hanging on the wall. On the portrait of the emperor.
Just now, he has performed calculations using the method of inverting the jade ruler and the staff in conjunction with the Nine Palaces Bagua Steps many times. All the results showed that the initial flow of Feng Shui energy in this palace came from the gold silk painting five thousand years ago. Started on.
Shuguan walked slowly to the gold silk painting, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the gold silk painting.
"don't want!"
"don't want!"
"don't want!"
Three exclamations sounded almost simultaneously from behind.
Professor Qian Jing'an and Professor Lai Sheng looked at Shu Guan with sorrow, as if Shu Guan's touch would damage the gold silk painting.
However, Shu Guan immediately retracted his hand.
Just now he used his spiritual power to investigate, and what was hanging in front of him was indeed just an ordinary gold silk painting.
He also asked Xiaoyi in his mind, this silk painting is definitely not a magic weapon that hides spiritual energy.
So, why did my Kanyu calculation just now indicate that the flow of Feng Shui energy in this temple started from this painting?
Moreover, he had also listened to the conversation between Qian Jing'an and the Second Young Master just now. At this time, he felt more and more strange why the Gengshi Emperor had to hang this portrait of him in this palace.
"There must be something wrong with this painting..."
Shu Guan murmured something softly in his mouth.
Just as he finished saying this, something suddenly flew up from the suitcase behind him.
That's a bamboo dragonfly.
The bamboo dragonfly flew in front of Shu Guan and began to circle up and down around the gold silk painting.
Shuguan suddenly opened his mouth.
Of course he knew this bamboo dragonfly.
That was a birthday present given to him by the old cripple when he was five years old.
