Chapter 340 Exploration

About Tao's secret? The third uncle will leave a mystery for himself to guess? Zhen Fan walked over, took the yellow form in Mia's hand, and looked at her suspiciously: "Tell me, what did you find?"

"Do you know where this paper holder is?" Mia smiled a little tricky, and also a little proud. This was the first time she was ahead of Zhen Fan, so this was something to be very proud of.

"Isn't it the book "Taoism"? It's a treasure book of Chinese Taoism, but it's not a secret book. It's sold in many places now." Speaking of this, Zhen Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, "You mean it? Hidden in this book?" Then he sighed and shook his head.

"You guessed part of it right." Mia smiled triumphantly, "I carefully read the page it was sandwiched in the book, and there are a few numbers on the paper, you will be interested, 8011 Two five four seven, do you know what that means?"

"Come on, you can't fool me. There are no such numbers in "Tao Cang"!" Zhen Fan is quite familiar with "Tao Cang". numbers.

"I know, but what if it was written by hand?" Mia took out the book "Tao Zang" from the study with a smile, and then raised it in her hand, "You must have overlooked something!"

Yes, Zhen Fan did overlook something. He read "Tao Cang" relatively early, and he was basically familiar with it when he was a teenager, but he just casually flipped through the "Tao Cang" left by his third uncle, and did not participate in the research carefully. If some details are overlooked. This is also excusable.

"Show me!" Zhen Fan reached out to Mia, took the book that Mia handed over, and Mia turned to that page. Pointing to a line of extremely small numbers, he said to Zhen Fan, "Look, it's them!"

It is a series of numbers written in Chinese characters. Zhen Fan was stunned, the writing was very small, and there were some Chinese characters between the words, because Mia represented them. If it is not marked, there is no way to know that this is still a series of numbers.

"This is not accurate, there are numbers on it. Why don't you connect them together!" Zhen Fan quickly discovered the problem. There are still several numbers here, why are they screened out?

"I knew you would ask that, because of this!" Mia suddenly took out the yellow paper, which was placed on the page. Just enough to cover the text portion of the entire book. And the text part happens to be in square form. Just like this book, square and square.

And this piece of yellow paper is not thicker, but thin like a low-quality product, and several places are so thin that light can shine through.

"Did you see it?" Mia said to Zhen Fan with a smile,

"The transparent part!"

Yes, it looks like a low-quality light-transmitting part, and a few Chinese characters appear, and they are numbers written in Chinese characters. It was the numbers that Mia said to mark out just now.

"Maybe it's a coincidence!" Mr. Zhen Da didn't want to just admit defeat, he continued to raise his own questions. "And what do these numbers mean? A birthday? A password? Or an anniversary?"

Zhen Fan's question really stumped Mia, so she simply spread her hands rascally and smiled at Zhen Fan: "I have solved the first half of the secret, so the rest is up to you! "

Zhen Fan was speechless, looked at Mia, and felt that this woman was not as submissive as before. After getting more and more familiar with him, she was more like a partner, even a close friend who could be reassured. When she thought of this, she shook her head and sighed, but Mia knew a lot about how to advance and retreat, knowing when to show a little temper in front of Zhen Fan, and when to behave like an angry little daughter-in-law.

"Okay, let's take a look at these sets of numbers. I hope it is a set of Super Lotto numbers, and then I will receive tens of millions of dollars and hundreds of millions of dollars." Zhen Fan laughed, and then turned to Mia Said, "Go back to sleep and don't waste your time on this."

As Zhen Fan said, he walked into the bathroom by himself: "I've been tired all night today, and it will be dawn soon, and you have an exam tomorrow. Although...you are very energetic, it's better to get a good night's sleep , I'll call you when the time comes!"

Opening the bathroom door, Zhen Fan nestled in the bathtub, soaking in the hot water very comfortably, but couldn't help thinking about the numbers that Mia said, maybe it was really a secret? It's just why my third uncle didn't tell me clearly? Don't play this brain game with yourself.

After thinking about it, he fell asleep in the bathtub. When he woke up and put on his pajamas and came out, Mia was no longer in the living room. Outside the window, there was already a slight blue-white color, and it was almost dawn.

Zhen Fan went back to the room and took a sleepy sleep. When he woke up, he felt much better, but he also gradually felt a little powerless. Although I have exercised my body to a level that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, I am a mortal body after all.

Sometimes you can use spells and your own strong consciousness to resist some damage, and even do something that violates the laws of nature. It is not against the laws of nature, but to use the laws of nature to do something. But once he loses the protection of spells and super consciousness, he is just a person with a strong body.

Such a body cannot resist bullets and explosions, nor can it resist the power of nature. In the final analysis, I am not the realm of physical ascension mentioned in Taoism, so I can't escape the life, old age, sickness and death in this world. Even if I live a long, long life, there will always be a day of aging.

The third uncle died of old age, Zhen Fan knew it. After he and his master had lived for a long time, they still couldn't escape the shadow of death. This was caused by the gradual aging of their body functions. The cells of the body age one by one and eventually lose their vitality.

Thinking of this, Zhen Fan even felt that his physical body was not as good as Mia's soul condensed entity. But once Mia becomes a real human body, she will fall into the same predicament as a real human being—the law of nature, the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death.

However, if the entity condensed by the soul is not refined into a human being. However, she is easily disturbed by the forces of nature, and even a powerful thunderstorm will dissipate her body.

"Well, cultivating the Dao, you still can't escape the way of nature." Zhen Fan shook his head, and suddenly felt that he was still hiding such a restless inner demon. Hurry up and hold your mind, don't let this kind of thought overflow, this is a big taboo for people who practice Taoism. Demons are hard to overcome. Then they will go crazy and fall into the devil's way.

Mia got up earlier than Zhen Fan as usual. By the time Zhen Fan left the room, she had already prepared breakfast. Waiting for Zhen Fan. Seeing Zhen Fan approaching, he just smiled slightly, which reminded Zhen Fan of what he said last night about waking her up, and smiled awkwardly.

Mia didn't say anything. They had breakfast with Zhen Fan. Then go out. Zhen Fan decided to drive his Escalade, and the two headed to Los Angeles together.

The tension was palpable along the way. There are police cars patrolling constantly along the way. There are also more police officers on the streets. On the road leading to Los Angeles, police cars often roar past. At the entrance to Los Angeles, Zhen Fan's car was still stopped.

"Driver's license!" The policeman signaled to Zhen Fan expressionlessly.

"Didn't you already catch those who exploded?" Zhen Fan handed over his driver's license while chatting with the police, "We watched the news last night. There was such a big commotion, but thank God. It was finally exempted." There will be future troubles."

"Of course, but in order to prevent similar incidents from happening, we must conduct strict investigations. Alright, buddy, you can go!" The policeman waved at Zhen Fan, motioning him to move forward.

"You did a big thing yesterday?" Mia looked at him with a smile, "Does it have something to do with you?"

"No, I just asked that Middle Eastern man where his accomplices are. Now it seems..." Zhen Fan paused, and then looked seriously at the police cars outside, "That Middle Eastern man told me Alright, so yesterday there was a shootout at a villa in Los Angeles where the f***ing killed four terrorists and that's it!"

"You're such a good person!" Mia said, but she didn't know whether it was a compliment or a derogation, maybe it was a neutral word. Anyway, Zhen Fan didn't care about the label of this good guy.

The car parked on the driveway of the Merrill Hotel on Rodeo Drive. Mia got out of the car and looked at Zhen Fan: "I can take a taxi back!" This meant to tell Zhen Fan that there is no need to wait here own up.

"It's okay, I'll go around and go back together when we're done!" Zhen Fan rejected Mia's thoughtful suggestion.

Mia smiled, turned around and entered the hotel. It is estimated that after the exam, it will be around four o'clock in the afternoon. Zhen Fan looked at his watch, it was only past nine o'clock in the morning, and he had nothing to do, so he couldn't wander around. There were a lot of policemen on the street, and walking around showed a tense atmosphere, which was meaningless.

After thinking about it, I still wander around casually. This turn involuntarily turned to the place where the explosion happened yesterday. The site of the explosion has been cleaned up. But there are some more flowers on the ground, and some lit candles. A few people squatted on the ground, whispering something in their mouths. Then someone crossed himself on his chest.

"God bless you, my baby!" A woman kissed the ground with tears all over her face, holding a photo of a five or six-year-old girl in her hand. From the photo, it can be seen that the little girl is quite cute.

The other two hugged each other silently, kneeling on the ground, playing with the flowers in their hands. In this way, they mourned the relatives, friends, children and even strangers who died in the explosion but lost their lives here.

Suddenly a low but melodious saxophone came over, a wandering street artist was playing this sad piece, the long and trembling voice made Zhen Fan feel a little smug after helping F to solve the case became depressed.

"What is Tao?" He suddenly had such a thought from the bottom of his heart.

"What is life and death?"

Zhen Fan suddenly felt that he was ignoring something. Is personal cultivation the Tao? Or is it just a trail? So what is the avenue?

The saxophone was still playing, which made Zhen Fan a little depressed. Looking at it from a distance, those candles swaying in the wind, those people kissing photos, those people embracing and praying together are like a frozen picture, staying in front of Zhen Fan for a long time... (to be continued,!