Mr. Xu glanced at Xiong Ming and then at Li Qiang, who was lying on the ground gasping for breath. Without saying anything, he turned and walked towards the Gar Temple.
Next to him, Shinai said coldly: "It's getting late today, let's rest here all night. Tomorrow, when old Mr. Guo Yichi figures out the next route, we'll hit the road again."
After saying that, Xinai took out a bunch of keys from the bag. Yu'er on the side stepped forward consciously, took the keys and began to distribute them to everyone.
Because everyone here was "invited" here from all over the world by Mr. Xu.
In the assigned room, Shinaiichi did not force anyone to do anything, but allowed everyone to choose their roommate.
Xiong Ming and I are brothers who almost grew up wearing the same pair of pants, so we naturally live in the same room.
Li Qiang covered his butt and stood up from the ground. As soon as he raised his head, he met the eyes of the old man in red.
He wanted to refuse, but the old man in red didn't give him a chance to speak. He directly picked up the key, grabbed Li Qiang's neck and dragged him back into the house.
Hua Muling originally wanted to share a room with Yu'er, but when she saw the little girl from the Tibetan area who had been hiding in the corner, she instantly felt a mother's love, so she decisively chose to share a room with the little girl.
The remaining Yu'er ended up with Xinai without any suspense.
As for Guo Yichi, he asked for a room by himself. He probably didn't want to be disturbed when he was calculating tortoiseshell lines.
After assigning rooms, everyone ordered their keys and took their luggage back to their rooms to rest.
Xiong Ming and I’s room is at the very back of the second floor.
After entering the room, Xiong Ming threw the assigned luggage on the chair, then leaned into my ear with a mysterious face and said, "I said Hu Tian, do you know? I think there is something wrong with that boy Li Qiang!"
I glanced at Xiong Ming and said, "What do you mean?"
Xiong Ming frowned and said, "When I threw that kid just now, I found that the kid asked me to throw him on purpose."
I asked in surprise: "You mean Li Qiang knows kung fu?"
Xiong Ming nodded and said, "Yeah! Not only does that guy know kung fu, but he also seems to have a few brushes under his hands."
I frowned and said, "Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?"
Xiong Ming said: "It's very possible. But we don't know what the purpose of this kid is for doing this? Is it also for the fountain of youth?"
I thought for a while and said, "I don't know. But what is certain is that this guy's identity is extraordinary. Maybe he is here for Guo Yichi."
Xiong Ming also frowned and said, "Is there anything related to Guo Yichi?"
I nodded and said: "It seems that things here are not as simple as we seem."
Xiong Ming also nodded, and suddenly he seemed to remember something. He grabbed my shoulders and stared at me and asked, "By the way, what is the purpose of that little lama coming to you mysteriously?" There were so many outsiders here just now, so it’s hard for me to ask you.”
I looked at Xiong Ming and said, "The little lama gave me something, saying that one of his friends asked him to give it to me."
Xiong Ming said in surprise: "What? A friend entrusted him to give it to you? How did that guy know that we would come here?"
I shook my head and said after a while: "I don't know either. The things here always feel very complicated, as if everything is not connected to each other, but I always vaguely feel that they have some kind of connection. An indescribable connection.”
Xiong Ming said from the side: "Ignore any contact or not. What did the little lama give you?"
I took out the paper ball and the key from my coat pocket, handed them to Xiong Ming, and said, "A piece of paper and a key."
"What?" Xiong Ming took the paper ball and the key, held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time. He frowned and looked at me with a bitter expression on his face and said, "That little lama is so mysterious just to give me something." What are you talking about?"
I nodded and said, "Yes!"
Xiong Ming asked: "Did he say anything else?"
I thought for a while and said, "I didn't say anything else. Just..."
Xiong Ming rushed to ask: "What is it?"
I said: "Just when I was about to go out, he seemed to read a poem."
Xiong Ming wondered: "Poem? What poem?"
I thought for a while and said: "Planting green rice seedlings in the field with your hands, you can see the sky in the water when you lower your head. Only when the six roots are pure is the Tao, going back is actually going forward."
Xiong Ming frowned and said: "What a mess, sometimes forward and sometimes backward, sometimes there are transplanting rice seedlings, and sometimes there are six clean ones."
I sighed: "Hey, I knew it would be useless to tell you this."
Xiong Ming grinned and said, "You also know who I am. I am number one in fights. I am a scumbag when it comes to literature and ancient poetry."
Speaking of this, Xiong Ming couldn't help but sigh. Then, he began to fiddle with the piece of paper in his hand boredly. After a while, he looked at me and said, "I think if we want to have clues and ideas about this matter, we have to discuss it with the fourth girl of the Hua family."
After saying that, Xiong Ming threw the piece of paper and the key in his hand back to me, "I'm tired from all the hard work today. I have to go to bed first. I'm so sleepy."
I took the paper ball and glanced at it casually.
But this glance didn't matter. I jumped up all of a sudden. Xiong Ming, who was just lying down, also jumped up more than half a meter high. He looked at me and kept asking: "Hu Tian, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?" What's going on? Is there a fucking thief coming in?"
I looked at Xiong Ming, pointed to the paper ball in my hand, and said, "You...how did you do that?"
Monk Xiong Mingzhang was confused, looked at me in surprise and asked, "Me? What did I do?"
I jumped out of bed, ran to Xiong Ming, and showed him the paper ball in my hand.
Xiong Ming took the piece of paper that had been folded countless times, and after taking a look at it, he discovered that part of the previously extremely messy pattern on the paper had been pieced together because of Xiong Ming's folding, forming the shape of A relatively complete pattern.
I was so excited that I punched Xiong Ming on the shoulder and said, "Dali Xiong, I just told you that you are a fucking deputy general. It turns out that this thing can actually be folded to find the answer."
Xiong Ming was not modest either. He grinned the most and said, "Look, there is nothing in this world that can be difficult for your Mr. Xiong!"
However, Xiong Ming was soon slapped hard by reality.
We two old men spent a whole night playing around in the room, and we could only manage to piece together a small half of the figure.
Just when the two of us were about to give up, there was a knock on the door.
Xiong Ming and I were both stunned and asked warily: "Who?"
I just heard the person outside say slowly: "It's me!"
It's Hua Muling.
This was the first time that Hua Muling took the initiative to see the two of us since we parted ways in the topside cabin that day.
I walked over and opened the door, but I saw that Hua Muling looked a little haggard and her eyes were red, as if she hadn't slept all night.
I looked at Hua Muling and asked, "Fourth girl, why are you here?"
Hua Muling looked at me and smiled slightly, and said: "I saw that you didn't come to have breakfast, so I came here to ask you to come over for breakfast. Mr. Guo Yichi has already calculated the next location, and it won't take long. It’s time to leave.”
I nodded and said, "I understand."
Hua Muling saw that I was not very interested in eating and looked worried, so she asked tentatively: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
I looked at Hua Muling, then looked behind her, and found that no one else was following her, so I pulled Hua Muling into the room.
Then, I locked the door as quickly as possible, and then told Hua Muling in the shortest possible language about meeting the little lama Banren and the paper ball yesterday.
After hearing this, Hua Muling frowned slightly and didn't say much. She just stretched out her hand and asked me for the piece of paper.
She laid the paper flat on the table, then gently slid her index finger along the creases on the paper.
Seeing Hua Muling's inexplicable actions, Xiong Ming couldn't help but asked in a deep voice: "Hey, Hu Tian, what are the four girls doing?"
"Shh! Don't make any noise!" I put my index finger on my mouth to make a silent gesture and said, "Can't you see? The fourth girl is thinking."
After Hua Muling thought about it for a few minutes, she started from the lower left corner and folded along the crease toward the upper right.
After a while, she turned the A5-sized paper into an octagon of six to seven centimeters square.
And in the center of this octagon is a name made up of countless fragments - "Kaiyuan Divination Scripture".
"Kaiyuan Scripture Divination?" I looked at the words on the piece of paper and couldn't help but asked in surprise, "What is this?"
Xiong Ming also came over and said, "Yes! What is this? The name seems a bit like a Buddhist scripture? Since it is a Buddhist scripture, will it be hidden in this Gar Temple? I said Hu Tian, you Let’s see if it’s necessary for the two of us to look through the Sutra Pavilion here?”
"This is not a Buddhist scripture." Hua Muling looked at the piece of paper in front of her and said word for word: "This is the most famous and legendary book in Chinese history, and it is also a long-lost astronomical book. It can be said to be a collection of Our country has all the knowledge of celestial divination since ancient times, and also retains our country’s oldest star observation records.”
Xiong Ming clicked Yahuazi on the side and said: "Good guy, why does this book sound so mysterious? But why did the so-called friend who gave you this thing ask us to find this thing? Even if this book really exists, we Where can I find it? Looking for a needle in a haystack? What a fool!"
Hua Muling looked at the piece of paper in her hand, then at Xiong Ming and me, and said, "It's really not like finding a needle in a haystack."
I said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"
Hua Muling said: "Because, as far as I know, this book is in Guo Yichi's hands."
