Qi Yu Millennium

After breakfast the next morning, I was worried about the Vajra Cannon, so I called his team, only to be told that the guy had asked for leave early in the morning.I'm relieved now, this guy is still in the mood to ask for leave to go out and play, so it's probably not a big problem.

Since it was the weekend and there were not many people left in the whole team, I suddenly remembered the ancient book I stuffed into the satchel yesterday, so I took it out of the satchel.

As expected, it was indeed a book. I carefully blew off the dust on it, and found that although the paper was old, the handwriting was still legible, and the three dark red binding lines the thickness of chopsticks were not decayed.There are four ancient seal characters from top to bottom on the book cover: "Yi Jing Qi Ji"!

Yijing?What is this stuff?I know the Book of Changes, but it’s not this game. I flipped through a few pages, and there was a mess of chess records. It turned out that this was the game book that Ben taught people to play Go.Although I didn't expect to encounter martial arts cheats like "Nine Yin Manual", I was still somewhat disappointed. The key point was that I had no interest in playing chess at all.

"Trash." I threw the broken book in my hand on the table, lay down on the bed, and lit a cigarette.

I don't know if it's because of blessings to the soul, or because I've watched too many spy movies, but I suddenly wondered if there were any secrets hidden in this book that could only be seen through a special method.Thinking of this, I turned over and sat up. I took the chess record and looked at it carefully. No matter how I looked at it, there was nothing special about it. If I said it was special, it was that this book had been placed for many years, but the handwriting was still very clear, and there was no mouse bite or moth. The phenomenon.

Anyway, I am not interested in playing chess, so I just give it a destructive decomposition.Thinking of this, he took out a knife from the drawer and cut off the pages one by one.At that time, I was still young and didn't know much about cultural relics, let alone the importance and research value of cultural heritage. I didn't know which dynasty or generation precious objects were, so I cut them apart.

After cutting, I went to the washroom to bring clean water, grabbed a few pieces and soaked them in the water, held my breath and watched carefully with my eyes wide open, but there was no reaction, not at all.

The water didn’t work, so I changed the vinegar. I rushed to the cooking class and grabbed half a bottle of white vinegar and ran back upstairs.

The vinegar didn’t work, so I changed the oil, and I ran back to the cooking class with the oil drum, but it still didn’t work.

Originally, there were not many chess records, but after I tossed and ruined them, there were only a few pages left. I was a little out of breath. I couldn’t use water, so I burned them with fire. I took out the lighter and didn’t think much about it. I lit it, praying silently in my heart...

In the end, my prayers were useless at all, and the remaining few pages were quickly burned to ashes. The burning was so crisp and the writing was so chic, and the last hope was shattered.

Listlessly, I sent the empty oil barrel and vinegar bottle back to the cooking class, then sneaked to the toilet with the washbasin in my hand, poured the oil in the basin into the toilet and flushed it away.

Throwing down the basin and returning to the dormitory listlessly, I saw that there was only one book left on the good book, and I regretted it a bit. If I took it out and sold it to people who like to play chess, I guess it can sell for a lot of money. Can I buy it? smoke less.

When I was holding the book with no pages in a daze, I suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon. The binding line of this ancient book seems to be a little too thick.

I have seen ancient paper books in museums. The size is slightly smaller than today's 32-carat paper, and the right side is bound with fine hemp rope.The chess book I got was not thick in the first place, and it seems that there is no need to use such a thick binding thread to bind it.And hemp rope is usually white or gray, why is it red in this book?

Thinking of this, I opened the drawer and took out the sewing kit, took out the thick needles we used to sew the quilt, and carefully picked out the binding thread with the thickness of chopsticks from the edge of the book.

Due to the long-term fixation, the binding thread was bent like an earthworm when it was first taken out. I picked up one of them and looked closely, and found that this dark red binding thread had a spiral pattern like tree rings. Could it be a root? The rattan of what plant?

Take a closer look, no, it's not rattan.Because there are fine fluff on it, it should be the product of some kind of animal skin rolled and pressed.

I closed my eyes and slowly touched with the most sensitive left ring finger, and finally found the subtle layer boundary. I widened my eyes, replaced it with a small needle, and opened it along the line little by little.

Finally, I saw dense black tiny characters appearing on the dark red leather.Suppressing the excitement in my heart, I tried to breathe as steadily as possible, and used the needle tip to peel off bit by bit. It took two hours to finally uncover everything, and I let out a sigh of relief.

A piece of chopstick-thick leather was rolled more than a dozen rolls, and it was half the size of a newspaper when it was fully rolled out. I picked it up excitedly and nervously, and two small seal scripts came into view from top to bottom on the right side: Addenda!

What to make up for?At first glance, I was really a little puzzled.It stands to reason that such a hidden thing is more important to the person who stores it, otherwise there is no need to make such trouble.

I read a few more sentences patiently, and finally saw the way. It turned out that what was recorded here was a supplement and correction to another book on geomantic omen.Different from those gossip palmistry books on the market today, the things recorded on this page (later I found out that this piece of paper is cold mouse skin, and now we call it paper for the time being) are not so esoteric or not so profound. Playing tricks, getting right to the point from the very beginning, with no outline or chapters, and what I said was very casual.

The first few sentences are as follows: "Secretly taught by the first teacher: at the beginning of the five elements to observe the qi, it is advisable to choose the time of mao and unitary to face the sun, and look at the fingertips for three days, then you can see the qi. I am confused, choose noon to face the sun, and close your eyes to observe the finger , See Qi Ye immediately, why give up close relatives and seek distant relatives?"

I studied liberal arts in high school, and I have been exposed to ancient prose, but I am really confused by these few sentences.According to the original text, the translation should be: "My master once told me that when I first started learning the five elements, it is best to choose to face the sun at sunrise in the morning and sunset in the afternoon, and look at your fingertips three days later, you can see the aura. I feel strange, at noon, if you close your eyes and look at your fingers, you can see the breath immediately, so why bother to look far away?"

Damn, close your eyes and look at your fingers, you can see a fart.I couldn't help cursing in my heart.

Believe it or not, I can't restrain my curiosity. It's already past 11 o'clock, it should be noon. I looked at the sun and my hands, but I didn't see the so-called anger. He turned his hand to the sun again, closed his eyes, but still saw nothing.

I suddenly wondered, could it be that when I close my eyes, the breath can come out, but when I open the eyes, the breath can’t come out?So, I pointed my hand to the sun, closed my eyes, and secretly opened a small slit...

I saw it, I really saw it, there were five flesh-colored breaths faintly on the fingertips of the five fingers, about five or six centimeters long.Slightly thicker than a finger.I tried to move my fingers, and the five flesh-colored breaths also moved... The reason why I leaked this passage to everyone is for two reasons. One is to express my excitement at the time, and the other is to hope that everyone can experience it for themselves. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.In fact, the reason why I dare to tell you the above method is also because it is just a trick, and it has no real use except for fun.Just when I was surprised to see the so-called "Qi", an old squad leader downstairs shouted at me, "Younger, let's eat!"

"I feel sick to my stomach, I don't want to eat, you can eat it." I ruined the oil, and I knew that the Sichuan cook couldn't cook anything delicious with my ass.