Chapter 284: No Butterfly Emerges without Breaking Out of the Cocoon
Looking at Wang Siyuan, who had an abnormal blush on his pale cheeks due to excitement, Meng Qi blurted out: "Beyond control? Then can you figure out which force the big ship I just boarded belongs to?"
Wang Siyuan coughed a few more times, suppressed the sick feeling, and said with a half-smile: "You want to take the opportunity to get their information from me, right?"
"Haha." Meng Qi laughed twice, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Wang Siyuan solemnly took out a handful of counters, threw them out, and landed on the chessboard, mixed with the black and white chess pieces. Then, he picked them up one by one, his lips trembling, silently calculating something.
"Xu..." His voice suddenly became louder, and he looked at Meng Qi again, "The shortcomings of the body have been made up for..."
After a while, he smiled slightly and put down his calculations: "Liuguang Shaohua Tea, right?"
"This can also be calculated..." Meng Qi suddenly felt a chill rise.
Wang Siyuan smiled: "He is from Zhixu Mountain."
"Zhixu Mountain... one of the inheritances of the Six Heretic Masters?" Meng Qi vaguely heard about it in Shaolin.
Wang Siyuan nodded: "It is said that before Buddha attained enlightenment, there were six people who worked with him to study the principles of heaven and earth. Later, they parted ways due to different ideas. Buddhism calls them the Six Heretic Masters."
"Although they each held their own opinions, they eventually became famous ancient powers. They left behind their respective Taoist traditions. There is Zhixushan where everything is real and true. They also have the innate personality and the evil destiny sect where everything is destined. Haha, they call themselves the Wenshen Sect. In short, the views of these six sects are very interesting, and they are worth understanding as a stepping stone to others. "
Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully. It turned out that he had encountered the inheritance of the Six Heretic Masters. No wonder he had an old relationship with the Buddha and recognized the green lantern in front of the Buddha.
But did I get my green lantern from Journey to the West? They should know the Buddha from the main world!
Wang Siyuan's eyes returned to the chessboard: "The inheritance of the Sixth Heretic Master likes to explore its own path and does not like to be involved in the world, so you don't have to force it."
At this point, he paused and said: "You can leave now. There is no need to hide deliberately. Tomorrow, 'Shocking Baili' will realize his recklessness, discover doubts, and seek your understanding and cooperation."
Although Meng Qi himself felt that Jiang Hengchuan would not be filled with anger all the time and would solve the problem when he calmed down, but when he heard Wang Siyuan speak so firmly, he still couldn't help but ask, "How do you know?"
Wang Siyuan put down the chess piece and looked up at him, with a hint of pride on his face as beautiful as a woman:
"Because I am 'counting all the people'."
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Hum, I'll beat you to the ground one day and see if you can still say "because I'm counting all the people"... Meng Qi slandered behind his back.
After resting for a while, he recovered a lot of strength. Along the riverside path, he quickly merged into the darkness on the opposite side. There were still pedestrians coming and going on the street, either drunkards or gamblers.
Meng Qi did not show off as Wang Siyuan said, waiting for Jiang Hengchuan to come and apologize. He still followed his own pace, wandered around at will without any preset purpose, paid attention to his surroundings, and waited until his mind suddenly struck before he suddenly stumbled into a seemingly deserted place. I found a clean place in my yard to adjust my breathing and recover.
Wang Siyuan's enemies are hard to distinguish. You can't believe whatever he says, otherwise you will be the one who will be counted out in the future.
During the long night, Meng Qi concentrated on recuperating. With the powerful restorative power of the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills and the help of the "Liuguang Shaohua Tea", he completely recovered before midnight and thought about what Wang Siyuan said tonight.
After sorting it out carefully, apart from the perspective of thinking about the problem, Meng Qi felt that there were three sentences in Wang Siyuan's speech that deserved the most attention:
"Young masters who come here for various reasons..."
"You are a chess piece that does not belong to the original chessboard, you are a variable..."
"No matter whether you have doubts or not, and no matter what you do to deal with it, the final result will not change..."
Meng Qi rubbed his chin: "Wang Siyuan was inspired to accept the challenge and fight with others for layout, so he came to Maoling. Why did Jiang Hengchuan do it? What did Qingyu do because of him? What is the real purpose of the layout maker? ? He can never compete with Wang Siyuan simply and willfully, because Wang Siyuan is also a young master for a certain reason, and there is no essential difference from others..."
"In other words, everyone else accepted the invitation, but I came here because of the investigation. It's like a buffalo mixed in with a group of scalpers. People who don't understand think it's normal, but in the eyes of the mastermind, it's abnormal. So conspicuous, so I was targeted right after I arrived, and it had nothing to do with Qiu Fei..."
"Since everything will lead to the same consequences, that is to say, the key to this conspiracy is not on me. Is there someone following me, or..."
After thinking for a long time, Meng Qi had too many guesses and inferences that needed to be eliminated one by one. Before it was dark, he took the opportunity to fall asleep to quickly replenish his energy.
The morning light broke and the sky was burning. When Meng Qi felt the first ray of sunshine, he woke up with a start, and yesterday's fatigue completely disappeared.
He searched the yard, plundered some clothes and put them on, leaving the money behind. Then he jumped out of the yard wall and walked to the alley entrance with great swagger.
There is a locust tree of unknown age at the entrance of the alley. Its branches are lush and leafy, blocking the sun and providing a shade.
When Meng Qi passed by the locust tree, he was suddenly stunned. It was not a big deal, but at the entrance of the yard near the locust tree, there was an old man with gray hair who was concentrating on making wood carvings.
He held the tree root in his left hand and the carving knife in his right hand. His expression was focused and undistracted, as if every knife he made was his entire life.
This kind of concentration attracted Meng Qi, so he was stunned for a moment, and a sentence emerged in his mind: Men who concentrate on their work are the most attractive.
The carving knife fell, the bark fell, and there was only the sound of the carving knife and the rustling sound of the falling nearby, which seemed peaceful and pure.
This natural true interest, this pious concentration, infected Meng Qi, and he vaguely grasped something, but it was still a little short.
He simply stopped and stood beside him, and finally sat cross-legged, watching every knife the old man fell and every trace he carved, as if this was the most beautiful poem in the world.
The old man was concentrating on carving, and Meng Qi was concentrating on watching him carve. Neither of them spoke, and an indescribable silence slowly spread. Since the death of Zhang Yuanshan, Fu Zhenzhen and others, Meng Qi's suppressed grief, sadness, self-blame and the resulting impatience, recklessness, and pursuit of gains were slowly smoothed out.
There is true fun in the world... Meng Qi suddenly realized this, and his state of mind seemed to have improved a little.
In the past two months, even if I was sure of the way things were done, and I had considered the consequences and solutions, I could not escape the four words: quick success and instant benefits.
I wanted to grow up quickly, I wanted to stop watching my companions die in vain, I wanted to gain something in the main world, to strengthen my confidence in completing the reincarnation mission, I wanted to get rid of reincarnation as soon as possible, and revive Senior Brother Zhang and the others, so I was eager for quick success and instant benefits. Since leaving the Journey to the West world, I have always felt awkward doing things.
The idea is right, but it is a motivation, not a means. "Ye San" in Yicheng is a lesson for me!
This is a threshold that must be crossed on the road of life. You can't become a butterfly without breaking the cocoon!
There was a crystal drop in each corner of Meng Qi's eyes. The two tears that should have fallen in the Journey to the West world but were held back fell down his face leisurely.
Dust splashed slightly, and the tears disappeared in an instant.
"Senior Brother Zhang, really... I will go on well... Zhiwei, I almost failed your advice..." He exhaled, his expression became firm, but less anxious.
A life without various experiences will never mature.
At this time, the gray-haired old man also completed the wood carving. This is a lifelike statue of a woman, with a fluttering palace dress, outstanding appearance, and even the air of books. It is really a masterpiece.
"Brother, do you have something to do?" The old man raised his head and looked at Meng Qi with a little surprise.
His facial features are not outstanding, and he has a few wrinkles, but because of his concentration, all the combinations seem harmonious.
Meng Qi smiled: "Nothing, I'm sorry to bother you."
He didn't say much, and there was no need to say much. He slowly got up and left the alley with ease.
Looking at his back, the old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, picked up a piece of wood again, and carved it again with concentration, without distraction.
At this time, the sun shone through the branches and leaves of the dragon locust tree, and sprinkled brilliant golden spots on the ground.
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Meng Qi did not directly reappear as Su Meng, but changed his appearance and figure, blending in the crowd, and turned around and came to a shop selling pens, ink, paper and inkstone.
"Buy seven True Dragon Dotting Pens." Meng Qi walked deep into the shop and asked the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper's expression remained unchanged: "This pen needs to be customized. Do you have a reservation?"
"Yes." Meng Qi nodded and replied.
The shopkeeper smiled: "Please take out the seal."
Meng Qi's left hand was handed in front of him, revealing a slight gap, and the hazy light of the Qingshou official seal was inside, which closed as soon as it was revealed.
"Okay, please follow me to the back to get it." The shopkeeper looked like he was greeting a distinguished guest.
Meng Qi followed him to the backyard, without saying a word, and waited quietly. After a while, the shopkeeper took out a piece of paper from a hidden place and handed it to Meng Qi: "Su Qingshou, the information you want."
Meng Qi took the paper, opened it and saw that it was indeed the information he applied for.
Before leaving Yangxia, he requested various information about Dongyang God from the Shendu headquarters, especially about Dongyang Biefu.
Because it was too old and difficult to find, the information was not issued until Meng Qi arrived at Maoling.
The paper contained information about Dongyang God's life, inheritance, etc.:
"...Dongyang Biefu should be in one of the three places of Longtai, Maoling, and Daxing..."
Meng Qi smiled, threw the paper into the brazier next to him, straightened his clothes, took the brush as a cover, and walked out of the store with his head held high.
The flames jumped up, the paper stretched, and quickly burned black.
I finally grasped a piece of the puzzle in the fog of Maoling.