Chapter 14 Chapter Thirteen

In fact, Gaoyang Cave is not far from Yunge Cliff. Turn down from Yunge Cliff, turn another corner and walk a few steps.Luo Zhongxia was taken away by Qin Yi from Yunge Cliff for a certain distance, but it took some time to walk back. "How did your grandfather get trapped in Gaoyang Cave?" Luo Zhongxia asked Xiaorong on the road.To be honest, he still doesn't believe in Wei Shiran's trapping. How could that old fox be trapped so easily because of his shrewd calculations?Who can he be trapped by? Xiao Rong said: "I don't know the specifics. Grandpa said that the biggest secret of Nanming Mountain is hidden in Gaoyang Cave, so he decided to find out by himself."

"The biggest secret of Nanming Mountain? Could it be that he is referring to the Seven Marquises of Guancheng?" Luo Zhongxia couldn't think of anything more attractive to Wei Shiran than the Seven Marquises of Guancheng.However, when Zhuge Yihui introduced the various scenic spots in Nanming Mountain, he only said that Gaoyang Cave was one of the three cliff carvings. Neither Ge Hong nor Mi Fu left any mark here, so they didn’t take it as the focus at all. The focus is on Yunge Cliff. But Wei Shiran was interested in this place. Xiaorong shook his head: "Grandpa didn't mention what's in Gaoyang Cave. He only said that it was too risky to enter the cave, so he didn't let Brother Rongyu and I follow."

"It seems that he intends to hide it from you?" "Grandpa wouldn't do that, he must have his reasons." "Hmph, who knows...then how did you know something happened to him?" "I have telepathy for Grandpa. If something happens to him, I will sense it immediately. Not long after he entered the cave, I felt something abnormal and a huge crisis was coming, but I couldn't enter Gaoyang Cave alone , so I had to ask someone for help—grandpa is still in the cave, the crisis has not been resolved, but at least he is still alive.” "This time is strange. Wei Shiran specially chose us to go to Gaoyang Cave when we came to Nanming Mountain..." Luo Zhongxia pondered. It's as simple as Rong said.If he knew that other people were attacked by "them" at Yunge Cliff at this time, he might be even more suspicious.

Xiao Rong knew what was going on in his heart, so she didn't try to defend herself, she just sighed lightly, and continued walking forward. Not long after, the two had arrived at the entrance of Gaoyang Cave.At this time, I don't know whether it is artificial or natural. The fog in front of Gaoyang Cave is clear, and the surrounding mountains are blurred.At this time, there were no tourists admiring the mountain. I think they were frightened by the sudden mountain fog and left in a hurry. Luo Zhongxia walked closer, raised his head, and realized what was going on in Gaoyang Cave. The name of Gaoyang Cave is a cave, but it is actually just a gap on the edge of the cliff. The edge of this gap is straight and sharp. It looks like a magic ax descended from the sky, and forcibly split a crack in the mountain.A jagged and abrupt rock seems to have flown out of nowhere, and it is firmly supported on the two wings of the crack, forming a gap that looks like a hole but not a hole.

On the cliff in front of Gaoyang Cave, there is an inscription "Gaoyang Chronicle": "When Shaoxing was Jiazi Bingyin in the Song Dynasty, the flood surged from the stream, about eight feet high, and most people took refuge in buildings. Yu Shi, to inform the future." There is another inscription on the wall: "The beginning of the 25th year of the Republic of China, the year after the establishment of the military service system, and the 8th year of the Anti-Japanese War Disciplinary Association in June, the scriptures were ordered to take over Wentai as the governor, and stationed in Nanming. In two years and four months in Shanshan, a total of 122,883 children from the three counties were recruited to participate in the war. Alternately, Zhu Chuanjing, commander of the battalion of Lieutenant General Wen Chushi, took part in the war.

The two inscriptions, the former is sad, the latter is generous, both of which have a certain momentum. Luo Zhongxia was not interested in water conservancy and military affairs. He walked in a few steps suspiciously, and found that the Gaoyang Cave was extremely shallow. The situation inside the cave is clear at a glance-except for some ancient inscriptions engraved on the walls of the Aomori cave, there are no secret passages hiding the cave, and there is not even a crack in the road. Luo Zhongxia cast doubtful eyes on Xiao Rong, Xiao Rong walked into the Gaoyang Cave expressionlessly, put his palm on the cave wall, and stroked it carefully, not sure whether it was the stone wall or her little hands that were colder.After a while, Xiaorong slowly removed his palm: "Grandpa is here."

"where?" Luo Zhongxia looked around, not to mention Wei Shiran and the Qihou of Guancheng, not even a chihuahua could hide in such a narrow place.And no matter whether it is Dot Eyes or Qinglian, there is no special reaction here, and they don't take it seriously. Luo Zhongxia suddenly thought of what Xiao Rong said just now was very strange: "I can't enter Gaoyang Cave by myself." Why can't she enter alone?Isn't she already in Gaoyang Cave now? As if hearing the question in Luo Zhongxia's mind, Xiaorong said, "The Gaoyang cave in front of me is just an appearance. The real inner cave can only be opened by understanding the mystery of the cave."

"You can't figure it out, let alone me!" Luo Zhongxia thought to himself.He was not active in saving Wei Shiran, he just didn't want to hurt Xiao Rong's heart.He is actually happy to see the current situation where he wants to save people but has no other options.Seeing that Xiaorong was still thinking, he glanced at the cave wall with a hint of relief, and looked at the stone carvings with his hands behind his back. Most of these stone carvings were left by local officials of past dynasties, such as Kuocang Taishou XX, Tidian Liangzhe XX, Chuzhou garrison XX, etc. They are not very famous, compared with Ge Hong and Mi Fu of Yungeya , The status and status are quite different.If the Qihou of Guancheng came from here, the owner of the pen tomb would really lose his mind.

He strolled to browse, and suddenly saw a line of inscriptions on the north wall of the cave.This inscription is written in regular script, and the engraving is exquisite, well maintained, and the handwriting is so clear that even Luo Zhongxia can understand it. "Shen Kuo, Wang Zijing, Huang Yan, and Li Zhiyi traveled on December 12th in the sixth year of Xining." "Hey, it seems that the ancients just wrote around here and there." Luo Zhongxia glanced over, feeling a little disappointed that there was no real content.But after he finished reading, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little familiar, so he turned around and read it again.

"Shen Kuo?" Luo Zhongxia only noticed the name.Of course, he knew Shen Kuo's name, a celebrity in the history of Chinese science and technology, and a famous scientist in ancient times.Unexpectedly, in this small Gaoyang cave, he saw a familiar name, which moved Luo Zhongxia a little. "Look, Xiao Rong, even Shen Kuo wrote the inscription here." After being reminded by him, Xiao Rong suddenly raised her head, and her black and white eyes shone with joy. "Shen Kuo, Shen Kuo...that's right! I actually forgot about him!" Xiaorong walked to the wall of the inscription, staring at every Chinese character on it, "Do you still remember what Shen Kuo wrote?"

""Mengxi Bi Tan"." Luo Zhongxia knew this bit of common sense. "Do you remember the preface of "Mengxi Bi Tan"?" "...I've never recited it before." Xiao Rong rubbed the unevenness of the stone carvings, and whispered softly to himself: "I retreated to the forest, and lived deep in the past. I think about those who talk to guests on weekdays, and write down the events in the pen. Those who talk with me are only pens and inkstones, which is called "Bi Tan". "The only thing I'm talking about is a brush and inkstone." Xiaorong repeated, and pointed to Luo Zhongxia with his eyes: "Where's your Qinglian brush?" It came out, turned into a brush and suspended in the hole. "The only thing we talk to is the pen and inkstone. That means, of course, the spirit of the pen cannot understand its meaning, and only the spirit of the pen can talk to it." Xiaorong clapped her palms and murmured, as if speaking to herself, but also It seemed to be explaining to Luo Zhongxia. "Only the pen spirit can open the passage to the inner cave. Zhongxia, try to touch it with your Qinglian pen." Luo Zhongxia dubiously drove Qinglian to approach the inscription, and tapped lightly on the word "Shen Kuo".The pen spirit is originally a spirit body, which is not to be confused with the real matter, but when it touched the stone carving, a wonderful ripple appeared on the Aomori stone wall, as if the solid rock formation instantly turned into a misty cloud. water surface. The mist outside the cave became heavier, and ripples appeared one after another, like a stream, gurgling and flowing, spreading to the entire north wall with the word "Shen Kuo" as the core, and all the inscriptions swayed with the rock waves, as if all were endowed with Vitality, especially grotesque and abstract in the dense fog. Luo Zhongxia and Xiao Rong exchanged glances.Xiaorong said: "It seems that my guess is right. Only those who have the spirit of writing can enter Gaoyangli Cave." At some time, Xiaorong has gently grabbed Luo Zhongxia's hand, and then put the other hand Stretching towards the word "Shen Kuo", the five fingers actually sank deeply into the rock wall, as if reaching into a deep pool.Without any hesitation, Xiao Rong stepped in, slowly submerging herself in it.Luo Zhongxia was startled, and subconsciously wanted to pull her out, but Xiao Rong pulled her hard again, signaling him not to be afraid.Luo Zhongxia had no choice but to grit his teeth and jump into this strange rock wall. The moment he jumped in, a trace of doubt flashed through his mind: "Didn't Xiaorong have a Yongxu pen? Why did you specifically ask me to sacrifice Qinglian?" ※※※ At the same time that the two of them entered Gaoyangli Cave, Liu Yuanyuan also walked slowly into the shelter of a group of fugitives. Yan Zheng and Zhuge Yihui were shocked when they saw Liu Yuanyuan, they shouted in unison: "What happened to Nineteen?" Liu Yuanyuan glanced at them coldly, but didn't speak.Wilde and Cheng Zhou came from behind her, the two pen boys twisted Shijiu's arms, and there was a tube of flying pens on her neck. "It's best not to act rashly, killing is something no one wants to do." Liu Yuanyuan warned. "Tracking all the way here, thank you for your hard work." Qin Yi didn't feel panic at all, stood up from Monk Peter, and greeted him as usual. Liu Yuanyuan shot two sharp eyes: "Do you know what the fate of betraying the master is?" "It's better to die than to live. It's no different from working for him." Qin Yi said nonchalantly, "Besides, I've never been loyal, so I can't talk about betrayal." "Hmph, the master already knew that you and Wei Shiran had an appointment in Nanming Mountain, did you think it was a good thing to hide? Wei Shiran is in danger now, so I advise you to think it over." After listening to her words, Qin Yi She was still smiling, but her upturned red lips twitched reluctantly. At this time, Liu Yuanyuan turned her attention to Monk Peter who was still lying on the stone slab, and her gaze that was originally as sharp as a knife became a little softer. "Qingdong, why didn't you say that sentence at the beginning?" Monk Peter gave a wry smile, and his gold-rimmed glasses trembled and almost slipped from his nose: "The poor monk has nothing to say, it's all my fault." "For so many years, I have been wandering and wandering, and I have suffered a lot, but you hid in the temple to relax, and the six senses are really pure." Liu Yuanyuan's words were full of resentment and ridicule.Monk Peter sighed lightly at this and did not make a sound, which was tantamount to acquiescing. "If I hadn't been taken in by the master, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. You're right, I'm a foreigner, what right do I have to snatch your Wei family's pen! So the master gave me a pen spirit, a pen that can make you feel when I meet you again. You understand my painful pen spirit." Monk Peter began to cough violently. Liu Yuanyuan's pen spirit seemed to have caused great pressure on him. Monk Peter's frail body could not bear such a great guilt. "What kind of pen is your pen?" Zhuge Yihui couldn't help asking, he could be regarded as a pen idiot, he was proficient in famous pens of various schools, but he couldn't recognize Liu Yuanyuan's pen spirit. Liu Yuanyuan said disdainfully: "Master's insight and strength are not something you juniors from the Zhuge family can understand." Qin Yi and Yan Zheng wanted to come over to help Monk Peter, but they were stopped by him struggling.Monk Peter endured the pain and sat up from the stone slab, clasped his hands together and said, "Yuanyuan, I have owed you a lot, even if I put a thousand swords on my body, I can't repay it." "Then you can die now, I don't want you to add ten thousand blades to your body, just one blade to add to your body." Liu Yuanyuan said coldly.Without losing the opportunity, Wilde flicked a flying pen, which happened to be stuck in the stone wall next to Monk Peter. Monk Peter took out the flying pen and said slowly: "...If I do what I say, can you stop pestering my friends?" "Do you believe me or not?" Liu Yuanyuan asked suddenly, her tone was exactly the same as that day in front of the Wei family's pen cave. "I believe." Monk Peter replied, the pressure exerted by Yuanyuan's pen spirit on him had almost reached its limit.Suddenly, with a "pop", a gap appeared in the lens of his right eye. Monk Peter pulled out the flying pen and was about to stab his heart when his wrist suddenly felt sour. The flying pen had already been knocked down by Yan Zheng. "Peter, are you crazy? Although women can't lie, they can't be so real!" Yan Zheng yelled at him, then turned to Liu Yuanyuan, and asked an extremely abrupt question: "Miss Liu, are you still Do you love Peter?" Even a woman like Liu Yuanyuan was at a loss for a moment. "Answer me quickly, yes or no, don't think about it." "It would be best for him to die." Liu Yuanyuan replied immediately. "So you still love him?" "Yeah...huh? Nonsense! Didn't I say it? It would be better if he died!" Yan Zheng said with a smile, "I'm going to die or live, this is a phenomenon that only happens when a man and a woman are in love." Liu Yuanyuan said with a cold face: "Nonsense, who is in love with that monk!?" Yan Zheng immediately replied: "It is also a sign of guilt to deny so hard." "Presumptuous! Who do you think you are!?" "Well, the anger turned into anger, because you said something on your mind. Look, you don't even dare to look me in the eyes." Strange to say, when Yan Zheng said that, Liu Yuanyuan did look away, she realized something was wrong, and hurriedly moved back, but Yan Zheng had already come to a conclusion: "It really is! The eyes wandered, erratically." Liu Yuanyuan has never been in love with anyone since she was injured and left the Wei family.When it comes to the relationship between men and women, no matter who is the opponent of a senior person like Yan Zheng, he is easily led away by the nose.Even Wilde, who was listening from the sidelines, was speechless and admired: "Yan, you are so amazing. Although Miss Liu and I have been in love for a hundred years, we don't understand it as deeply as you do." In a rage, Liu Yuanyuan slapped Wilde across the face: "Pay attention to your words! Who will be with you for a hundred years!" Wilde touched his hot cheek, feeling puzzled. Someone told him that "a hundred years of good cooperation" in Chinese means that the friendship between colleagues is as deep as they have been together for a hundred years. Why is Ms. Liu so furious? Yan Zheng had the upper hand at this time, and said triumphantly, "Miss Liu, be honest with yourself. You don't want him to die at all, so why bother to act in this drama? Everyone put down their pretense, happily married for a hundred years, Isn't it harmonious and perfect!" Qin Yi also took the opportunity to say: "Yes, yes, sister Liu, you are old and young, why bother with those old things, Master Peter knows that he has regretted it, it is easy to find a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover!" These two people sang together, disrupting the chill atmosphere in the cave, Liu Yuanyuan couldn't laugh or cry. While they were talking, the rock wall behind them began to ripple strangely, like a drop of water splashing into a pond.The ripples expanded round by round, gradually covering the side stone walls, and there were even layers of slight stone waves churning. Zhuge Yihui was the first to notice the abnormality. He felt that the surrounding environment was not right, and his face turned cold.He moved his body silently, stretched out his hand to test it, but found that his hand could easily penetrate into the stone wall, just like reaching into water, and it was very cold. What frightened him even more was that the trend of liquefaction of the rock wall was expanding. This cave was originally not big, and it might expand to the entire cave wall and even the floor in a few seconds. At that time, everyone would be surrounded by rock walls like water. It's off... He wanted to warn Liu Yuanyuan, but he felt that he shouldn't tell Liu Yuanyuan. While he was hesitating, Liu Yuanyuan had had enough of Yan Zheng and Qin Yi's nonsense, she straightened her chest, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said loudly: "Stop talking! Monk Peter, do you want to kill yourself? If you are greedy I am afraid of death, so I will kill this girl first! Then I will take care of you!" As soon as the words fell, everyone suddenly felt that their feet were empty, and their bodies fell rapidly. The originally solid stone ground seemed to have turned into a muddy pond in an instant—no, it was more like the bone-cold water at the bottom of the deep pool. Their figures were quickly submerged in the sea of ​​rocks, without leaving any traces, only Zhuge Yihui, Wilde and a few pen boys stood there at a loss.