Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Red Cliff Heavenly Book

It was pouring rain outside, and we held umbrellas along the way, but our clothes were still soaked.The place of the museum is a bit remote, we finally came to the place where Uncle Zou works, and this museum is over 70 years old like the old curator.Because the curator's surname is Cha, everyone calls him "teahouse owner".Of course, everyone knows that "柏" is pronounced "zha", but it's just that people call him that way because they feel more affectionate.Those of us of the younger generation will naturally not call it that.As soon as Xinhong saw the old curator, he asked anxiously: "Old curator, do you know where my father has gone?"

The old curator Zha said in his old and hoarse voice: "Are you asking where your dad went to do research last time?" Xinhong and I nodded. "He went to Guizhou," said the old curator Zha. "Actually, Xiao Zou has been a little weird these past few years. He always goes to research... I can't tell. He seems to have been like this a few years ago." In fact, what the old curator Zha said was exactly what Xinhong and I thought.I remember my uncle was very concerned about us.He used to visit us a lot when he was still in college.But later, he became extremely busy with his research. Even last Spring Festival, he went out to do research and other things. We haven't seen him for more than a year. In short, it seems that we have been alienated a lot.

Xinhong asked: "Then what did he go to Guizhou for?" The old curator Zha replied: "I knew you would come to ask, you just follow me." We followed the old curator to his office.After we were finished, Xinhong couldn't hold back, and just about to ask, the old curator Zha pressed him down with his hand, signaling him not to speak.Director Zha took out a photo from his drawer and handed it to us.We took a look, and the photo showed a large cliff, on which there was an inscription written with iron-red pigment. The characters were of different sizes and arranged unevenly.But I feel very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember where I saw it.

Xinhong asked puzzledly: "What is this, and where is it from?" The old curator Zha replied: "Your father went to Guizhou to study it. For a long time, relevant experts and scholars have come to decipher it, and there are endless explanations for it. Even famous scholars Guo Moruo, Ding Wenjiang, and Xu Zhongshu have Trying to decipher it, but it is really convincing, and the deciphering that can be recognized by the vast majority of experts and scholars has not appeared so far.” "Where are these words in Guizhou?" I think the old man didn't understand what he said.Does he think that I am a layman, and wants to bully the layman with an expert?Anyway, I am also a history student, so I must be considered a half-expert no matter what.

"You young man is frizzy. This one is located in Guanling County, Guizhou, that is, near the Huangguoshu Waterfall. At the northern end of the west side of Hongya Mountain, there is a rock face 6 meters high and 10 meters wide. , and its name is 'Red Cliff Book of Heaven'." "'Red Cliff Book of Heaven'?" Xinhong asked, "Did my dad say what it said? Did he mention Tianshan?" "Tianshan? Why do you ask that? Your father didn't have time to tell me," Mr. Cha said. "However, some experts believe that the content of the 'Book of Heaven' is an edict issued by the emperor; some people think that the 'Book of Heaven' 'The engravings are related to the legends and relics of Zhuge Liang's southern expedition; there are also legends that the 'Book of Heaven' is a stone engraved commemoration of Xia Yu's success in water control; others believe that the 'Book of Heaven' is the original text of the Miao, Yi and other ethnic groups."

I still can't figure it out, and I'm too embarrassed to ask.Is there any connection between this "Book of Heaven" and going to Tianshan?Could it be that the words on it were talking about some kind of treasure on Tianshan Mountain?In the past few years, reselling cultural relics has made a fortune.However, this is illegal, so of course I won't do it.However, if we discovered an unknown monument, it would be an extremely glorious thing to see.However, Tianshan is so big, and Uncle Zou didn't explain the matter clearly, where are we going in Tianshan?What are you going to Tianshan for?

After I asked Xinhong about the matter and said goodbye to the old curator Zha, I decided to go home first and then make plans.When we left the museum, I suddenly remembered that my umbrella was still in the office of the old curator Cha, so I asked Xinhong to wait for me at the door first, and I went back to get the umbrella and then went home with him.I originally wanted to push the door open and go in to get the umbrella, but I thought I should be more polite. I was wondering if I should knock on the door before going in, when I heard Mr. Zha talking to himself inside, "Xiao Zou Already gone, you know? Your child has grown up too, should I tell your child about you, Xiao Lu?"

I listened quietly outside, feeling very strange. I don’t know who Xiao Lu was mentioned by the old curator, but it seems to have some relationship with Xinhong.It seems that the old curator did know something, but he refused to explain it.It was raining heavily outside, and if I went out without an umbrella, I would definitely be drowned. I was worried that Xinhong had waited too long, so I had to knock on the door, but the old curator seemed to be too focused. Didn't hear me looking at the door.I knocked several times in a row, but the old curator still didn't respond.I simply pushed the open door and quietly took out the umbrella beside the door, but the old curator Zha was immersed in thinking all the time, and he didn't notice me.

I ran to the gate of the museum full of doubts, but Xinhong was still standing there blankly.Along the way, I was not used to Xinhong's silence.Maybe it's because my parents disappeared when I was a child. I know how painful it is to lose a loved one, and it is an unbearable burden of life.So, on the way home just now, I was talking about other things and hoped that Xinhong would not be so sad again, but Xinhong only answered a few times in a coping manner. When I got home, I was still thinking about what the old curator said. He seemed to know something, which made me very confused.However, we hadn't slept for a few days. Xinhong and I went back to our respective rooms and fell on the bed. We fell asleep after lying down for a while.

I don't know when it is, but I woke up.I found that the sky had dimmed, and the light seemed to have been disturbed by someone, it was very cloudy.I rubbed my dim eyes, and when I opened them again, I found a man in ancient costume standing in front of my bed!