Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 83 Inspiration from the Kongming Lantern in Qiushe

 There is one and there are two.

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

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

 But... I have to say.

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

　　If you have to describe it.

 Addressing 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.

There is no need to recite witchcraft, you can drive the paper man with just one thought.



 But the effect was somewhat beyond Chen Yulou’s expectations.

 It is 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 art of paper armor to the extreme, the puppets he can control are not limited to paper figures.

 Paper cows, paper horses, gatehouses and houses.

 Just like the folk paper-making people.

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

But after practicing the art of paper armor, 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.

The harvest from these few days of retreat has been very 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 collections, the geomantic omen and terrain must be different from other places.

 Then on the way to Zhelong Mountain.

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

He can just walk and read until he understands it.

As for the art of paper nails, I have now reached the threshold, and I am just waiting to go one step further and try to cut paper into shadows by myself.

 “I don’t know what time it is outside.”

 Simply meditated and breathed out.

 After a big week.

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

Getting up and looking 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.

　　murmured something.

He hesitated no longer.

Hold your hands behind your back and go up the stone steps.

 Not long after, 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 I went 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.

 Wrinkled his brows, walked a few steps forward, and opened the door.

 The dazzling sunlight rushed in all at once.

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

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

but.

 Wait until he leaves for a while.

 Only found 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 decorated with lanterns and is very lively.

From afar, he even heard the sound of a troupe singing on stage.

 “Master!”

 “The shopkeeper!”

 “Always in charge.”

While walking along the way, clerks, farmers and servants greeted him respectfully from time to time.

Chen Yulou nodded casually in response.

 Wait until he reaches the outer city.

It was only then that I discovered that almost all the farmers had gathered together.

 A high platform rises from the ground.

The outside is surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, making it watertight.

There were even villagers from nearby villages who came to listen to the opera 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.

 Coupled with the difficult times.

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

 “Young 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 Chronicle or the Moon Worship Chronicle, a familiar voice suddenly came.

“Uncle Yu, what day is it today, so lively?”

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

 “Sheri.”

“It’s almost the autumn harvest season. Every year, Zhuangzi invites theaters from the county to perform on stage. This tradition has been continued since the old shopkeeper’s meeting.”

Uncle Yu was surprised that he asked this question.

 But he replied seriously.

On such a happy day, even his deeply wrinkled face couldn't help but have a faint smile.

“Oh, yes, look at my memory, I’ve been almost dizzy during this period of time.”

  She was keenly aware of the flicker of doubt in Uncle Yu’s eyes.

 Chen Yulou slapped his forehead and pretended to be helpless.

　　 Society Day.

 I actually forgot about it.

 This is not any solar term.

Rather, it is integrated from the tradition of Spring Society and Autumn Festival.

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

It's just that ordinary people in villages don't have extra spare money. At most, they can only eat well. The children set off firecrackers and light firecrackers to have a simple fun.

 Chenjiazhuang is different.

Thousands of acres of fertile farmland have been developed here for several generations.

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

Coupled with the old shopkeeper, he has always wanted the Chen family to slowly go down the road of passing down poetry and calligraphy 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 performed, 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 doubted anything.

I'm just worried that the young master will often lock himself in the building for several days, and whether 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?”

 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 had already prepared lit the fireworks.

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

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

 They have little interest in babbling dramas.

 What we are looking forward to are lanterns, lion dances and dragon boats.

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

Since Sheri is a day to pray for a good harvest.

 He is about to go to Zhelong Mountain.

 As the Chen family’s livelihood, it should be okay to pray for a good harvest, right?

 Wait until the fireworks dissipate.

 The night is gradually falling.

However, the villagers had no intention of leaving.

 On the contrary, everyone is looking forward to it.

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

 Only seen on the lake.

 The lights drifted by on 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.

 The crowd suddenly burst into celebration like a mountain.

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

  It is different from them.

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

 “Kongming Lantern!”

The 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 that is holding him back now.

 It is how to accurately send gunpowder into the mountains.

 But at this moment…

 He thought of it!

The Kongming Lantern, which has been passed down for more than a thousand years, is not just a ready-made hot air balloon?

 As long as the Kongming lantern is big enough.

Let it be enough to carry gunpowder and float into the sky above the tomb of King Xian.

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

 Even if it doesn’t work once.

 There are countless 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 I didn’t notice anything strange about Chen Yulou.

"good."

 “The lanterns are nice.”

Chen Yulou laughed loudly and said in a meaningful way.

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 sky lanterns?”

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

 Just asked impatiently.

"ah?"

 Uncle Yu was obviously stunned for a moment.

 I don’t know why he asked this suddenly.

 But he did not hesitate and replied quickly.

“We are all the same 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 see 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.

"…good."

 His tone was quite urgent.

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 city that was formed based on the inner city of Chenjia.

 But Uncle Yu is different.

 He can call everyone by name accurately.

 Tell them their identity before coming to Chenjiazhuang.

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

 This is also 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 objects made of woven bamboo strips.

 There is almost no place to stay.

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

Uncle Yu, however, was like a fish entering water, passing through the lanterns on the ground 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 was in his hands, 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 leaned close to him 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.”

Hands should be saluted by clasping fists with both hands.

 Chen Yulou had quick eyesight and quick hands to support him.



 “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 Qi's fear, Uncle Yu couldn't help but laugh.

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

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

 After all, if Zhuangzi had not 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.

It has been a few years since Lao Qitou came to the village. 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 craftsmanship 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 can I not feel fearful in my heart?

“Uncle Qi, I came here today because I have nothing else to do, so 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 it to be, but I’ve done it before.”

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

“It’s so big that it can carry three to five kilograms of stuff into the sky.”

 Chen Yulou thought about it for a while.

 To break the feng shui of King Xian’s Tomb, at least a relatively large-scale blasting is required.

 Collect some strong gunpowder as much as possible when the time comes.

 Half a catty.

　　That should be enough.

 “Three weightless things can go up to heaven?”

 Lao Qi was stunned.

 He used to put up lamps for wealthy families in the city.

  But it is only the size of a bamboo sieve at most.

 Bringing something to heaven is something I have never seen 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. It is true that 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 grateful to you for taking our family to live here. How can I ask for your money?"

Look at the shining silver coin in your hand.

 Lao Qitou shook his head repeatedly in fear.

 I just said I couldn’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 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 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.

 Can't catch up at all.

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

 Until the three sons heard the news and rushed back.

 He just woke up as if from a dream.

“Third brother, if you are tired these days, you should watch the fields. Boss, you two will 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 a single word.

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

 What the young master wants, he just needs to try his best to achieve it instead of questioning it.

“By the way, Uncle Yu, have you sent 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.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 gone.

“The guys who went to Hanyang, the secret gold they brought back, and the box you told me, young master, were all sent to Shijun Mountain.”

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

 (End of this chapter)