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Chapter 035

Old Zhang said goodbye to everyone and went home to prepare for it, because although he had already been preparing to tell Zhong Lin the secret, he had never thought that he would get the "Treasure" immediately.

By the time Mr. Zhang came back, he had already added a bulging coarse cloth bag in his hand. This bag looked like it was a year old, and there was a picture of the Nine Palaces and Bagua Tai Chi on it.

"Okay, let's go!" Old Zhang was energetic and greeted everyone.

"Wait for a moment, Jianyi, now you can communicate with Secretary Li of the Municipal Party Committee and mobilize the police system to conduct an assault terrorist and riot prevention exercise across the city, and focus the exercises on the North City area. And the Hongzhou periphery will arrange some of your confidants just in case."

Zhao Jianyi was stunned at first, then stood straight as if he suddenly realized, and greeted a standard military salute.

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right now!"

After Zhao Jianyi finished speaking, he turned around and took out his cell phone, and walked with great strides while making phone calls to arrange and deploy military exercises.

After Zhao Jianyi left, the four elders and one young man, no, it should be said that the three elders and two young men ate some food in a hurry, and when it was completely dark, they were ready to set off. At this moment, Luo Xiaoman came over.

"Grandma, I want to go with you..." Luo Xiaoman said with a slightly red face.

"Nonsense, we are going to do a serious business, so don't follow me." The old lady, who had always been kind, said angrily.

After hearing the old lady's words, Luo Xiaoman's eyes turned red with a "swish" and two crystal tears rolled in her eyes, as if they were about to fall off. Chuchu said pitifully: "Grandma, just let me go! Maybe I can help..."

"What can you help? If I say no, it won't work. Wait for us at home!" The old lady said firmly.

"Hmph, I'm going to go. If you don't let me go, I'll go on a hunger strike..." Miss Luo Xiaoman's character appeared again. As soon as she finished speaking, two tears had already fallen...

If you say that this old lady is a child from old age, and her son Luo Ping only has such a daughter, so the old lady is very fond of this only granddaughter. It can be said that "I am afraid of falling when I hold it in my palm, and I am afraid of melting when I hold it in my mouth." So Luo Xiaoman has developed a little rude personality. Seeing that Luo Xiaoman actually shed tears, the old lady calmed down a little and said, "I just had a lady for two days, and your fox tail is exposed again. If you don't let you go, I'm afraid you will be in danger. Be good, obedient, wait at home!"

"Grandma..., I'm not afraid. Besides, I've heard what you said long ago. Since it was left by our ancestors, then our ancestors will harm our younger generations..." Luo Xiaoman looked at Mr. Zhang.

This old man Zhang has been studying Taoism all his life and has never married or had children. He also watched Luo Xiaoman grow up and loved Luo Xiaoman very much. At this moment, when Luo Xiaoman was begging, his heart suddenly became soft, so he said, "Old sister, let Xiaoman follow you. We all know the situation in the secret room. There should be no danger, and children also have to see the world, right?"

"That's it, that's it, grandma, just take me to see it. I promise not to be a burden to you. After you go, you can see more, and say less, it's okay if you don't move!" Luo Xiaoman pulled the corner of the old lady's clothes and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, you damn girl, since your grandfather Zhang has said that, what else can I say? Alas..." Although the old lady sighed, she smiled on her face.

"That's great, so good! Then let's go now!" Luo Xiaoman cheered happily, and she turned out like a little girl.

It was around 8 o'clock in the evening, and there were a few not-so-bright street lights on the path leading to the monument. The ground of the small square in front of the monument was paved with floor tiles one meter square, and star-like floor lamps were scattered on the ground. There were two projection lights on both sides of the monument that projected blue-white lights, which made the monument look particularly solemn.

Because every person entering Hongzhou will register in advance, outsiders are prohibited from entering every 6 o'clock in the evening, so the chirping of crickets that come into your ears from time to time in front of the monument at this moment.

"In the past, there were some old leaders living in Hongzhou, but now there are only old sisters, Lao Zhao, Lao Zhang and our four families left in Hongzhou. We jointly protect the revolutionary martyrs who saved us, and the 'baby' who have been protecting for more than two thousand years. At night, we often come here to chat with these old brothers." said Mr. Chen, who is usually taciturn.

Everyone walked quietly to the monument and bowed three respectfully.

"Zhong Lin, what do you think?"

The old lady knew that Zhong Lin had consumed some of the "source power" when inspecting Luo Ping just now, so she asked.

"Just like the previous few times, the 'source power' will be restored to almost halfway, and it will no longer increase." Zhong Lin said.

Mr. Zhang and the three old men and the old lady looked at each other and nodded.

The base of the monument is square, with seven steps on each side, and four people stood on four sides of the base of the monument. On the east, that is, the back of the monument is Zhang, on the west, the front of Zhao, on the south, the old lady, and on the north, the old man. Zhong Lin stayed at the front of the monument, standing behind Zhao. When Zhao came to the stairs, he took advantage of the light of the projection light, Zhong Lin saw a Bagua diagram with a diameter of about ten centimeters on the facade of the second step where Zhao was located. Old Zhao stretched out three fingers and placed them on the "Dui", "Gen" and "Kan" positions. I guess there must be the same Bagua diagram in front of the other three people at this moment, and the position of their fingers may not be the same. At this time, Mr. Zhang said, "Are everyone ready?"

"It's ready!" The other three people spoke in unison.

"Okay, prepare, three...two...one, one, press!"

With Mr. Zhang's command, the four people pressed the same time.

"Click..."

Zhong Lin turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw that behind him, the fourth floor tiles in front of the bottom step in front of the monument had already sunk to the ground, revealing a black hole. At this moment, the other three people had also turned to the front of the monument, with excitement on their faces. Several people did not speak and walked gently to the hole entrance. At this time, Zhong Lin could see the steps one by one at the entrance of the cave entrance by the light.

"Old Zhao, Lao Chen, you two stay outside just in case, my old sister and I and Zhong Lin go down." Old Zhang said, taking out four small flashlights from the bag on his back, leaving one for himself, and giving it to Zhong Lin, the old lady and Luo Xiaoman each.

"Yes!" Mr. Chen and Mr. Zhao agreed in unison. They didn't know how to set up a formation and broke the formation, so they naturally couldn't help, so staying outside was the best choice.

Mr. Zhang walked in the front, followed by Zhong Lin and Luo Xiaoman. The old lady walked at the back, and four people walked down the steps one after another. The steps were slanted down. After walking downwards with more than twenty steps, the front suddenly became clear. What appeared in front of everyone was a stone chamber with an area of ​​more than fifty square meters. A wooden box about one meter long, eighty centimeters wide and fifty centimeters high was placed in the northeast corner of the stone chamber.

Zhong Lin still has some research on precious woods. He knew that the wooden box was made of golden nanmu, and this box alone was already very valuable. A piece of blue talisman paper was pasted on the box with runes painted on it. As for what it was drawn, Zhong Lin naturally didn't understand.

"Zhong Lin, this blue talisman paper was left by my senior brother." Old Zhang pointed to the blue talisman paper and said, looking at Zhong Lin, then said, "Zhong Lin, have you seen such talisman paper before?"

Zhong Lin shook his head and said, "No, I don't know much about talisman paper. I have seen some yellow talisman papers. This is the first time I have seen blue ones. Only Taoist priests can use talismans, right? Old Zhang's senior brother is a Taoist priest?"

Mr. Zhang said, "Yes, my senior brother was the master of Wuji Taoist Temple under the Zhengyi Sect. Back then, Lao Zhao and Lao Chen and I fled into Wuji Taoist Temple with treasures. My senior brother took us in. We lived in Taoist temple for three years. After years of running around and running, I had the intention of practicing Taoism, so I wanted to take him as my teacher, but he disagreed with anything he said, but just made me and him match my brothers, but he taught me all the Taoism and the methods of using talismans."

"Why!"

Mr. Zhang sighed and said, "What a pity, I am stupid and only learned one or two of the skills of my senior brother using talismans. Although I spent the rest of my life on Taoism and talismans, I still couldn't reach the level of my senior brother..." At this point, Mr. Zhang shook his head with a wry smile.

"Old Zhang, then how should we deal with this blue talisman paper? We must not forcefully remove it, right?" the old lady asked.

"That's natural, it's a 'doom talisman', a kind of talisman that often appears in ancient tombs, used to protect the ancient tombs from being invaded. Some lieutenants who enter the ancient tombs and encounter such talismans and deal with them improperly, many of them will die directly in the tombs. Even if they escape by chance, they will mostly be mentally ill or die slowly like they are infected with chronic poison."

Mr. Zhang looked at Zhong Lin and continued: "The colors of the talisman paper used by Taoism include: white, yellow, blue, orange, red, purple, black, and seven-clock colors. Among them, the white talisman has the lowest level, followed by yellow, blue, orange, red, purple and black. The highest level of the black talisman is also called the divine talisman. For example, the legend of black medical talisman can make people resurrect. "

"Tactic paper is refined using special methods. The materials and refining methods used in different colors of talisman paper are also different. The higher the level of talisman paper, the harder it is to refine. As far as I know, only the Tianshi Mansion has refined red talisman paper in the past hundred years. No matter how high the talisman paper is, I have never heard of anyone who has refined black talismans. Maybe it is just a legend. What color of talisman paper should be determined based on your personal cultivation. For example, your cultivation can only be made with yellow talisman paper. At this time, you

If you use blue talisman paper to draw talismans, not only will the expected effect not be achieved, but it may be backfired. Of course, people with different cultivation levels use the same color of talisman paper, and the effectiveness of the talismans drawn by people with high cultivation will be better. Therefore, due to the limitations of cultivation, most Taoist priests can only use yellow talisman paper in their lives. Therefore, the common talisman paper colors are basically yellow, but the talismans drawn by Taoist priests with high cultivation will have better effect."

Mr. Zhang smiled bitterly and continued, "I have lived for almost a century, and I can only control yellow talisman paper. In a year or two, I may be able to use blue talisman paper in another year or two, while my senior brother is extremely talented. His cultivation level has reached the level of using blue talisman paper decades ago, and he has even begun to try to use orange talisman paper. It is not difficult to imagine that if he could survive until now, maybe..., alas, it's a pity that he had just become a forty-something." Speaking of this, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but feel sad.

"A talisman that has been drawn can be judged by its color at first glance, and what type of talisman it is depends on the content. There are many types of talismans, such as fire talismans, thunder talismans, water talismans, ice talismans, storm talismans, etc., and defensive talismans such as iron talismans, amulets, earth escape talismans, wood escape talismans, etc. According to their functions, they can be divided into medical talismans that can cure diseases and save people, exorcise evil talismans, refuge talismans, and invisible bad luck talismans, patient talismans, disaster talismans, soul loss talismans, etc. However, it should be noted that since the talismans that harm people violate the laws of heaven, the person who imparts the talismans will often be backfired..."

Seeing Zhong Lin listening very seriously, Old Zhang smiled and said, "There are too many types of talismans. It can be explained clearly in just one sentence, just two sentences. If you come to Hongzhou often in the future, we can study it together..."

"Okay, okay, so good, Mr. Zhang, I want to take you as my teacher. I wonder if you would?" Zhong Lin said yes repeatedly. After hearing Mr. Zhang talk about so much about Fu, his desire for knowledge has already increased...

"I'm stupid, how dare I be a teacher? Let's study it together in the future, hahaha..." After saying that, Mr. Zhang laughed heartily.
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