Ghost Blowing Lamp II

Chapter 84
(A short paragraph was added to the first half of the chapter)

I said to Shirley Yang: "It's the first time I've heard of Wu Zixu and the overlord of Western Chu who moved mountains and mountains to worship Wu Zixu and the Overlord of Western Chu. I finally felt a little enlightened, but the ancestor of Mojin Xiaowei is Cao Cao, which doesn't tell me why. I knew it a long time ago, but what my grandfather said may not be accurate, is there something hidden in it?"

Shirley Yang said: "Touching gold and worshiping Duke Cao began in the later Han Dynasty, but in fact, the captain of Touching Jin shuttled between Yin and Yang, and followed the rules of not touching gold when the cock crowed and the lamp went out, as early as the Western Zhou Dynasty. At that time, there was a slave who was a martyr for King You. He was buried in the tomb and survived. He took away the cinnamon book from the tomb of King You and passed it on to later generations. The real patriarch is this strange person who came out of the tomb alive, but unfortunately, his name and future fate have been lost, so there is no way to verify it."

I took the opportunity to drag the topic farther and farther: "It seems that there really are magic charms and yin and yang secrets in the ancient mountain tombs, but these things may not be effective, otherwise the tomb owner would not be put in the coffin. There are many people who died prematurely because of taking food to seek gods, and most of them were wronged by medicine..."

Before I knew it, I was almost at the entrance of the alley where I lived. Unexpectedly, after talking for a long time, Shirley Yang's thoughts were not disturbed at all. He asked me again for the gold-touching talisman, and I was hesitating. No plan, but saw rescue soldiers coming from the alley.

At the entrance of the alley, there is a public telephone, and there is Aunt Liu, who is responsible for answering the phone. Whenever a call comes, she will first ask who it is for, and then go to the alley to greet this person. Two cents for a greeting. It happened that there was a phone call for Fatty. Aunt Liu who was in charge of the phone went to the yard and called Fatty. Fatty followed her out wearing a coat. Shirley Yang and I were walking in from the alley. , raised his hand to greet us, picked up the phone and started talking carelessly: "Hey, hey... I am the Boss King of Universal Inverted Co., Ltd.... What haven't you heard of? You haven't heard of playing What are you calling me for? Hey, I’m so angry, I said you’re looking for training, don’t you? What’s wrong with you? Get out of here and let the fat man crush you to death..."

I took this opportunity and hurriedly said to Shirley Yang: "Look at this fat man. After returning from Kunlun Mountain, he has just been in deep water for a few days, and he doesn't know his last name, and he doesn't even send a guard on his mouth. He is in front of the public. Long fights are long and short fights are reversed, as the saying goes, sickness comes from the mouth, and misfortune comes from the mouth, if I believe him tossing around like this, sooner or later he will stab someone.”

In fact, I'm too lazy to care what the fat man said, but I just took the opportunity to put aside the matter of touching the golden talisman, and went back to the room with Shirley Yang while talking, and the fat man came back after a while, excitedly Tell me: "Someone just called for a treat, and we have another dinner tonight. If I knew it, I would have saved a lunch at noon. Let's do everything diligently." I asked the fat man who called?But the fat man said that he didn't bother to ask, he just asked where to eat, the place was quite out of the way, and it was said to be unique, but judging from the accent on the phone, he seemed like Uncle Ming's old man.

Shirley Yang interrupted and said: "This is not possible. Professor Chen returned to Beijing from the United States after recovering. He specially set up a family dinner tonight. He wanted us to get together with the few people who went to Xinjiang. I have already promised him. Let's go tonight I have to go to Professor Chen's house, it's getting late now, you change your clothes and let's go."

I saw that since this was the case, I had no other choice. Of course, Professor Chen had to give me face. I thought that I was so poor in Beijing that I couldn’t get along any longer. It would improve my life if I came to cook a bowl of stewed food. Why was there no one to treat me to dinner at that time? ?The reasons here seem to be quite deep, so I simply stopped thinking about it, and put the thoughtless phone call behind me, packed up casually, and followed everyone to Professor Chen's residence.

Da Jinya was also invited. He and Professor Chen are old acquaintances, and he also introduced Fatty and I to join the desert expedition. There are no outsiders in this party, so there is no need to be polite. When talking about the feeling of not coming here and the current situation, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Although Professor Chen came back from the desert, he lost a lot of companions in the ancient city of Jingjue, and they were all close relatives and dear ones, which led to his insanity. After some treatment in the United States, he basically recovered He missed his homeland and refused to stay in a foreign land. After more than a month of recovery, he couldn't wait to return to his motherland.

Professor Chen drank a few glasses of wine, and when he thought of his assistant and students being buried in the sand sea, he became a little agitated, and the hands holding the chopsticks and cups trembled. We were worried that his old illness would relapse, so we advised him to drink less , The dead are gone, the past has passed, and no one can change anything. Those who are still alive have to look away, and can't always live in the shadow of the past.

Professor Chen sighed again: "Although the past is gone, if people don't miss the past and have no memories, then living is like a walking corpse, just like every nation has a history of every nation, and those cultural relics and historic sites are the treasures of a country and a nation. From these memories, we can understand where our roots are and where our blood is. Only in this way can we have a person's essence, energy, and spirit. At my age, I have more energy than I want to do. When I think of these things, I feel that the burden of history is not light on my shoulders..."

I was moved by Professor Chen's words. The more I listened, the more I felt something was wrong. There must be something in the words. I don't know what he wanted to say. After hearing what he said, he would have to change the subject in the end and have to entrust me with something. I don't plan to talk to him again. If there is anything related to the antiquities, I can only try my best to tactfully refuse, but I must listen to what Professor Chen wants to say, so I said to him: "Professor, let me tell you something that you don't like to hear. Although we have no culture, we can We understand somewhat that if a person does not respect history and fear history, he must have no guide to life, no direction to move forward, and no good food. We all know this very well, and it has long been melted in our blood. To the core, and finally put it into action, but these principles are too profound, if you really say it for a while, it won’t be comprehensive. You just don’t get tired, so I don’t think you should talk about these things. It’s not too late to talk about it when you give lectures and reports in the future. If you really want to say it now, can you just talk about the content after these big principles? Do you want to take our group to organize an expedition to investigate what disappeared? Ancient civilization?"

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