Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 83 Autumn Society Inspiration from the Kongming Lantern

If there is one, then there are two.

Chen Yulou specially decorated the remaining two pairs of paper armors with eyes.

That Guanshan Taibao never imagined until his death that more than half of the four paper puppets were able to take advantage of him.

But... I have to say it.

The difference between a dotted paper puppet and an eyeless paper puppet is worlds apart.

If you have to describe it.

Dotting the eyes of a paper puppet is like a white ape opening its eyes.

Although he didn't really come back to life, there was a connection with him that was almost like a mental connection.

No need to recite witchcraft spells, you can drive the paper man with just one thought.

I would have known that Paper Armor Technique is one of the most amazing magic techniques mastered by Guanshan Taibao.

But the effect was still somewhat beyond Chen Yulou's expectations.

It's different from the Angry Chicken.

After all, there is a high probability that there will be no second head anywhere in the world.

But paper puppets are different, they can be made by cutting paper.

Even according to his inference, if one can master the paper armor technique to the extreme, the puppets he can control can be more than just paper figures.

Paper cows, paper horses, gatehouses and houses.

Just like the folk paper-making figures.

It's just that what they pierced was only dead things.

But after practicing the paper armor technique, he was able to give them "life".

This kind of witchcraft is almost the same as the Taoist method of spreading beans and forming soldiers, and is even more subtle and magical.

After playing with it for a while.

Chen Yulou then put away the three pairs of paper armors.

After several days of seclusion and practice, the harvest was quite good.

He has already roughly understood the mausoleum genealogy.

The rest needs to be slowly fed with experience.

Observe the mountains and fixate the stars, look for the dragon and point the caves. Wherever there are ancient tombs and great treasures, the geomantic omen and terrain must be different from other places.

And then on the way to Zhelong Mountain.

Let’s say at least one or two months away.

He could just walk and watch until he understood it.

As for the paper armor technique, I have now reached the threshold, and I am just waiting to take it a step further and try to cut paper into shadows by myself.

"I don't know what time it is outside."

I simply meditated and breathed out.

After a big Sunday.

Chen Yulou felt that all the tiredness had been swept away.

He stood up and looked around. The underground palace was still the same as before. The lights were brightly lit regardless of day or night. He had been practicing meditation and could hardly feel the passage of time at all.

He muttered something.

He no longer hesitated.

He crossed the stone steps with his hands behind his back.

After a while, wait for him to push open the machine door.

When I walked out of the underground palace for the first time, before I could take a breath of fresh air, I heard the sound of gongs and drums coming from outside the building.

"what's the situation?"

Chen Yulou was stunned.

Before going into seclusion, I didn’t seem to have heard of anyone in Zhuangzi accepting a bride.

But now the sound sounds like a troupe has been invited.

Even if an ordinary villager gets married, at most they just find a few people to have fun with.

He frowned, took a few steps forward, and opened the door.

wow-

The dazzling sunlight rushed in all at once.

At the same time, the noise grew louder and louder.

Chen Yulou narrowed his eyes for a moment, then walked out with his hands behind his back as if nothing was wrong.

but.

Wait for him to leave for a moment.

Only to find out that it was not what I thought.

The inner city is still deserted and quiet, with only lanterns hanging on the trees by the lake, but the outer city is full of lights and colors.

In the distance, he even heard the sound of a troupe singing on stage.

"Master!"

"The shopkeeper's!"

"Always in charge."

As he walked along the way, clerks, dealers and servants greeted him respectfully from time to time.

Chen Yulou nodded casually in response.

Wait until he reaches the outer city.

Only then did I realize that almost all the dealers had gathered together.

A high platform rises from the ground.

The outside is surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, and there is no water leakage.

There were even villagers from nearby villages who came to listen to the performance and join in the fun. They all stood on tiptoes, their faces full of joy and excitement, and they listened in rapt attention to the rhythm.

There is not much entertainment these days.

Plus the times are tough.

It’s rare to see a big show, so why would you miss it?

"Master."

Chen Yulou also stopped and listened for a moment.

It seems to be the traditional Hunan opera here.

Just when I was wondering whether it was the Pipa Record or the Moon Worship Record, a familiar voice suddenly came.

"Uncle Yu, what day is it today? It's so lively?"

Chen Yulou was not surprised when he saw it was Uncle Yu, he just pointed at the stage and asked.

"Sheri."

"The autumn harvest season is coming soon. Every year, Zhuangzi invites theaters from the county to perform on stage. This tradition has been continued since the old shopkeeper."

Although Uncle Yu was surprised that he asked this question.

But he still replied seriously.

On such a happy day, even his deeply wrinkled face could not help but reveal a faint smile.

"Oh, yes, look at my memory, I've been almost dizzy during this period."

Keenly aware of the flash of doubt in Uncle Yu's eyes.

Chen Yulou slapped his forehead and said helplessly.

Social Day.

I actually forgot about it.

This is not any solar term.

It is blended from the tradition of Spring Society and Autumn Festival.

Similar celebrations are held every year before spring planting and autumn harvest.

However, ordinary people in ordinary villages do not have extra spare money. At most, they can only have a good meal. The children set off firecrackers and light firecrackers for a simple fun.

Chenjiazhuang is different.

Several generations have carved out thousands of acres of fertile farmland here.

There are one to two hundred households renting farmland from the Chen family alone.

In addition, the old shopkeeper has always wanted the Chen family to slowly go down the road of passing down poems and books from generation to generation.

So we pay special attention to this.

Every year not only a theater troupe is invited, but the entire village is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. At night, dragon boats, lion dances and lanterns are also held, which is no less impressive than during the Chinese New Year.

See him remember it.

Uncle Yu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that he suspected anything.

I'm just worried that the young master will often lock himself in the building for several days, and he will fall into autism after a long time.

"Master, are you hungry?"

"I'll let the kitchen prepare the food."

Chen Yulou waved his hand, seeing that it was getting dark, and it would be okay to have dinner together then.

"Uncle Yu, what are the activities tonight?"

wow-

The words just came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, the singing seemed to have ended on the stage, and applause and cheers could be heard overwhelmingly.

Subsequently.

The guys who were ready early lit the fireworks.

For a time, the sky was filled with colorful lights.

Seeing this scene, the children who came to see the fun suddenly cheered.

They have little interest in babbling dramas.

Expect lanterns, lion dances and dragon boats.

Chen Yulou was a little infected by the atmosphere, with a smile on his face.

Since social day is to pray for a good harvest.

He is about to go to Zhelong Mountain.

As the Chen family's livelihood, it shouldn't be a problem to pray for a good harvest, right?

Wait until the fireworks dissipate.

Night is gradually falling.

However, the villagers had no intention of leaving at all.

Instead, everyone looked forward to it.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou also subconsciously looked in the direction where their eyes were looking.

All I saw was the surface of the lake.

Lights floated by the water.

At the same time, countless lanterns rose in the wind, and rounds of bright moons seemed to rise in the night sky.

The moment I saw it.

Everyone suddenly burst into celebration like a mountain.

Some people even knelt on the ground, praying devoutly for good weather and good health.

It's different from them.

Chen Yulou's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a beating under his chest.

"Kongming Lantern!"

Those lights floating in mid-air.

He suddenly felt like he had a sudden inspiration. He has been in seclusion for the past few days. In addition to practicing mausoleum genealogy and paper armor skills, he has never forgotten the incident at Zhelong Mountain in his spare time.

The only problem holding him back now.

That is how to accurately deliver gunpowder into the mountains.

But at this moment...

He thought of it!

Isn’t the Kongming Lantern, which has been passed down for more than a thousand years, just a ready-made hot air balloon?

As long as the Kongming Lantern is big enough.

Let it float into the sky above the tomb of King Xian with gunpowder.

The key is that this thing is simple and easy to carry.

Even if it doesn’t work once.

There are countless more opportunities.

"Master, this is tonight's event."

"There will be a lion dance later..."

Uncle Yu on the side looked into the distance with a smile.

But he didn't notice anything strange about Chen Yulou.

"good."

"The lanterns are great."

Chen Yulou laughed loudly and said pointedly.

How can it be bad?

The problem that had troubled him for five or six days suddenly became enlightened. This feeling was countless times more refreshing than having a can of iced drink on a hot day.

"Uncle Yu, who made those Kongming lanterns?"

He couldn't care less about lion and dragon dance now.

He just asked impatiently.

"what?"

Uncle Yu was obviously stunned for a moment.

I don’t know why he suddenly asked this.

But he didn't hesitate and replied quickly.

"There are all the old people in the village. Our ancestors were born making paper lanterns. His family is responsible for the lanterns every year."

"Okay, take me to meet him."

Chen Yulou nodded.

He had no impression of Lao Qitou.

After all, there are too many people in Zhuangzi, and it is impossible to know everyone.

"……it is good."

He sounded quite anxious.

Uncle Yu thought something had happened, so he immediately did not dare to delay and led Chen Yulou all the way to the outer city.

In the outer city, Chen Yulou didn't come very often.

Especially in the past six months.

Either practice in Guanyun Tower, Changsheng Mountain, or in other places.

I really don’t know much about this small town that is attached to the inner city of the Chen family.

But Uncle Yu is different.

He could call everyone by name accurately.

Tell them their identities before coming to Chenjiazhuang.

What he does and how many people are in his family are also clear.

This is an ability that no one else can replace.

After turning left and right in the alley for a while.

Uncle Yu finally stopped.

"Master, this is it."

Chen Yulou looked up and saw that it was a small courtyard, not much different from other places.

But at a glance.

The small courtyard is filled with lanterns, lanterns and woven bamboo strips.

There's almost not much place to stay.

"Lao Qitou, the young master is here to see you."

But Uncle Yu was truly like a fish in water, passing through the lanterns all over the floor without any hindrance.

Walked behind an old man with white hair.

At this moment, he was sitting on a bamboo chair and working with a bamboo knife.

The bamboo in his hands was like magic.

With a few strokes of the knife horizontally and vertically, a moso bamboo as thick as a wrist can be transformed into tiny bamboo strips.

His ears don't seem to work very well.

Uncle Yu patted him on the shoulder, then came to his side and shouted loudly before Lao Qitou reacted.

When he turned around and saw the figure in a long gown with a gentle expression.

The whole person was obviously at a loss.

"Meet...meet the young master."

You should salute by clasping your hands into fists.

It was Chen Yulou who had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold him up.

He is already quite old, let alone sixty or seventy years old. If he is asked to bow down, isn't this a loss of life?

"Lao Qitou, now that the Republic of China has come, Zhuangzi no longer wants to do what he did in the previous dynasty."

"The young master is generous, so you don't have to be too restrained."

Seeing Lao Qitou's fear, Uncle Yu couldn't help but laugh.

The old man who was in Zhuangzi many years ago is fine.

Those who have only entered the village in the past two years regard Chen Yulou as a god.

After all, if Zhuangzi hadn't taken them in, they would have starved to death in such troubled times.

Especially renting and cultivating the Chen family's land.

The rent is 10% lower than outside.

Lao Qitou has been in the village for a few years. His family rented six or seven acres of paddy fields, and his three sons were busy in the fields all day long. He was old and could not work in the fields, so he picked up the ancestral craft again.

But this was the first time he saw the young master.

In the past, I could only see him riding into the city from a distance.

How could I not feel fearful in my heart?

"Uncle Qi, I came here today because I have nothing else to do. I just wanted to ask you if you can make a bigger Kongming Lantern?"

Chen Yulou asked warmly.

"big?"

"I don't know how big the young master wants to be, but I have done it before."

Seeing that what he was asking about was the Kongming Lantern, which was his cooking technique, Lao Qitou felt a lot more at ease.

"It's so big that you can carry three to five kilograms of stuff into the sky."

Chen Yulou thought about it for a while.

If you want to break the feng shui of King Xian's tomb, you will need at least a slightly larger explosion.

When the time comes, collect as much strong gunpowder as you can.

Half a pound.

That should be about it.

"Three kilograms of things go to heaven?"

Lao Qi was stunned.

In the past, he had put up lamps for wealthy families in the city.

But at most it’s the size of a bamboo sieve.

I have never seen anything like this before.

However, he did not dare to hesitate, he just pondered for a moment, then bowed his body and said.

"Master, I don't dare to hide it from you. I have never done it before, but I can give it a try."

"Okay, old Uncle Qi, you can just do it with peace of mind."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

He casually took out a piece of ocean from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

"This is the deposit."

"When you finish it, there will be a reward."

"This...how can this be done? Master Chen, I am already very grateful to you for taking our family to live here. How can I ask for your money?"

Take a look at the shining silver coin in your hand.

Lao Qitou shook his head in fear.

Just tell me you can't ask for money.

But Chen Yulou had already turned around, leaving only one sentence in the distance.

"Uncle Qi, take it if it's given to you. If you feel bad about it, try your best to make the Kongming Lantern better."

"It's best to be able to bear a weight of ten or eight pounds."

"Not to mention a piece of the ocean, even a small yellow croaker is worth it."

Lao Qi raised his head and saw that the figures of Master Chen and Uncle Yu were almost disappearing at the gate.

His legs and feet are not very convenient.

There is no way to catch up.

I could only hold the piece of ocean in my hands and stand at the door in a daze, suddenly feeling like I was dreaming.

Until the three sons heard the news and rushed back.

He just woke up from a dream.

"Third brother, you are tired these days and watch the fields. Boss, you two stay at home to help."

"You must not be careless about what the young master has told you."

the other side.

Uncle Yu followed Chen Yulou all the way out of the small courtyard.

Although my heart is full of doubts.

But never asked even a word.

This was his rule of survival for decades in the Chen family.

Whatever the young master wanted, he just had to do his best to achieve it instead of questioning it.

"By the way, Uncle Yu, have you delivered all the materials Shopkeeper Li needs in the past few days?"

Chen Yulou was extremely satisfied with his reaction.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and neither mentioned the Kongming Lantern.

"Sent it."

"The secret gold brought back by the guys who went to Hanyang, as well as the box you handed over to the young master, were all sent to Shijun Mountain."

"In addition, shopkeeper Li has given me a message, saying that if the earth fire is strong, it can be done in ten days!"

(End of this chapter)