Chapter 6 Chapter 5 The Book of Stones

This is Yisi in the fifty-fourth year of the Republic of China, the fifteenth day of the seventh month in the ancient calendar, and the eleventh day in August 1965 in the Gregorian calendar.The chief rudder of the Cao Gang, Wan Yanfang, was shot and killed in a small pavilion in the lotus pond of the Taipei Botanical Garden.This matter is extremely secret, and no one outside can know the details.The next day, only one or two news papers mentioned that there was an unnamed old man who died in the botanical garden.However, for the Cao Gang, which has tens of thousands of people—at that time, most people called it the Qing Gang—internalally, this is a major matter that has to be handled in a low-key manner.The reason for this is very complicated and intertwined, and it is difficult to explain it clearly in a few words.Sincerely want to peel off the cocoon, it is difficult to enumerate the truth without a long book.It is precisely because this book of strange people and strange events involves far-reaching and profound implications that it is necessary to give details and details in order to gain insight into the origin and root cause.Here, let me first say that Wandefu summoned the officials of the National Security Bureau to collect the corpse. After seeing it, I knew that the whole story must be full of twists and turns, and it cannot be closed in a hurry; This Cao Gang's hundreds of years of foundation, tens of thousands of lives, and hundreds of billions of wealth are bound to be destroyed in one day.So he changed his mind at the moment, staggered in small steps, ran out of the pavilion, stumbled and threw himself down in front of the four officials, prostrated himself on the ground, cried loudly, and said, "Old Master Wan did not honor his meritorious deeds and spewed blood to death." Body, this is a family matter of the gang, can you please all the officials fulfill the rules of our ancestors' family, so that we don't need to publicize it to the outside world, and avoid being randomly pointed out and laughed at by people who don't know what's going on?"

The four officials were immediately overjoyed, and said one after another: "Of course, of course. Get up and talk, this matter should be handled carefully, and the old man's reputation must not be damaged." "But there is one thing." Wan Defu raised his face, his eyes were full of old tears, his nose and saliva had already flowed down, and said: "When the old man died, he protected his body with miraculous skills, and immeasurable real energy suddenly gushed out, and unexpectedly put a The body is firmly embedded in the stone slabs on the ground. However, there is such a rule in our gang: Anyone who dies outside the rudder master and above must join the boat and be buried. Tonight, the old man is the leader of the gang, suddenly Immortal died in this small pavilion on the pond, no matter how he visualized, he seems to have responded to such a situation; I am a servant, so I have to follow the rules."

"You want to treat this pavilion as a boat, and bury it together with your old man?" The first official asked, widening his eyes, "Your rules are too rare, aren't they?" "No, no, no! The officer misunderstood." Wan Defu wiped away his tears with his sleeves, and murmured, "It's the stone slab under the old man's body. It has been shaken by the old man, and if it is left In the local area, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no gossip and gossip in the future. It is better to let the younger one dig it up and bury it together with the old man's body, which will save a lot of unnecessary gossip."

"You're right, but you dug a stone slab, can it be repaired? Can it be exactly the same as before?" The second official asked sharply with squinting eyes. Wan Defu hurriedly kowtowed twice and said, "As long as the official is willing to fulfill the rules of the gang, the stone slab can be replaced at dawn, and the seams will be seamless without any trace." The four officials pondered for a while, thinking that since the higher-ups had instructed: to give "all necessary support" to the collection of corpses.People just want to dig out a stone slab, so why bother?Therefore, it was agreed that the body of Mr. Wan would be transported back by Wan Defu as soon as possible.The removal and repair of the stone slabs in the kiosk must be done before eight o'clock in the morning.Funerals, burials and other activities must be regarded as confidential and must not be publicized.

Unexpectedly, this stone slab leaked the mystery.Why do you think this Wandefu removed the stone slab in the pavilion?Where can I find a stone slab six feet long and three feet wide to fill it up? It turned out that he saw at a glance that old man Wan had unleashed this miraculous skill when he was about to leave, forcing the bullet out and shooting it between the beams on the roof of the small pavilion, and he knew there must be a purpose in it.Looking at the direction of the magic skill, it actually made the body of Mr. Wan embedded in the stone slab by more than one or two points - especially the left and right palms were almost half an inch into the stone, and the index finger was bent, as if there were scratch marks.Naturally, Wan Defu didn't dare to make mistakes, and simply pretended that there was a rule in the middle ages to bury the owner in a boat, so he transported the body of Mr. Wan, together with the stone slab under his body, back to the old house in Ningbo West Street, leaving the family and others behind. Leave a lame nurse by her side to examine with him.

While weeping silently, the lame nanny hung up a long white silk that was eight feet wide, forming a curtain enclosure three feet six feet square in the center of the incense hall at the back of the house, with brass pillars that were the same eight feet high on the four sides.This is called the "local shed", and it was originally laid to help the elders of the Central Committee discuss extremely important matters and hold core prostrations. There should have been a "sky-round tent" on the "local shed", but how could such a large tent be erected with the strength of Wandefu and the lame nanny alone?Since the examination of the remains is a secret, it has to be omitted from the authority.Wandefu placed the stone slab together with the body in the center of the shed, with the head in the north and the south in the south. After burning incense, he and the lame nurse were divided into two ranks, the front right and the back left. "The Taoist robe is stained with blood and tears are floating" 28 poems will be recited silently, and then he stepped forward and said in a low voice: "The old man returned to the ancestor's house, and the heroic spirit is not far away. You can learn from it: the family is blessed, and the lame nanny serves the uniform. Everything is quick and simple." It’s really nothing.” Then he turned back to the lame nanny and said, “Go and fill up the “water faucet”, then give Zhang Hanqing a phone call, and ask him to immediately draw a square of six-foot-long, three-foot-wide, and eight-foot-thick green When the slate comes, go to the small pavilion of the lotus pond in the botanical garden to settle; there is a man from the police station to meet him. Tell him to do it quickly, and the work must be completed before dawn."

After three quarters of an hour, the lame nurse pushed the "water faucet" over.It turned out to be a large cypress barrel with four wheels placed underneath, it was more than five feet long, two feet wide and three feet deep, and it was originally used for the ritual of cleansing.At this time, Wan Defu raised the wooden spoon in the bucket, scooped out the clear water one by one, and poured it down on the body of Mr. Wan and the stone slab.Immediately, the blood soaked on Mr. Wan's robe flowed out together with the force of the water, and after a while, the bright concrete floor of the hall was completely blackened.

The lame nurse couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears.Wan Defu was still pouring water expressionlessly, and after another hour or two, when the clear water in the "water tap" was finished, he turned around slowly and asked the lame nanny, "Where is Zhang Hanqing from?" Have things been done?" The lame nanny nodded and twitched uncontrollably, "She said she put down the phone and left; I didn't mention the matter of the old man." "Very good! There is no need to disturb the people in the other three halls for a while." Wan Defu fell to his knees again, shaking his hands and breaking off the ten fingers embedded in the stone slab of Mr. Wan. , he and the crippled nanny both exclaimed - but only saw a few lines of extremely thin words left on the slate; looking at them with a magnifying glass, they could barely see that they were written by the old man with the tip of his fingernails; Under the five fingers, it is written: "The six dragons will know the fate of the six dragons who will know the fate of the people who are obsessed with kindness and hatred".Under the five fingers of the left hand is written: "The hills overlap, who doesn't speak lovesickness, fly together tonight to rise up, hate the boundless idiot, ask the sick and disabled, ask about Qing's worries, and write the word Qingdeng.

Considering that the area covered by the fingertips is only a square inch, it is possible to engrave sentences that are as thin as a centimeter. It can be seen that Mr. Wan's inner strength is unmatched, not to mention that these sentences must be engraved quietly in order to deceive people when he was dying. out.Its content made Wan Defu and the lame nanny very troubled.The lame nanny was a woman who was brought into the ancestral home by Mr. Wan in the enemy-occupied area during the Anti-Japanese War in the early years. At that time, the war was raging, and this woman lost her husband, broke her leg, and even lost her newborn baby while fleeing.Seeing that she had no relatives to rely on and was still lactating, old man Wan took her in, which was also suitable for breastfeeding a child who had just picked up half his life from the battlefield.This woman originally came from a small family in a poor village, she has never been to school, and she has been in thousands of families for a long time, so she only has a rough knowledge of characters, so naturally she can't understand the meaning of the words engraved on the slate.

As for Wan Defu, who followed Wan Laisheng since he was a child, and took refuge in Mr. Wan when he grew up, he has been influenced by him for more than fifty years, so he has a little understanding of literature and science.Therefore, the twelve characters under the right palm of Mr. Wan, "The six dragons know the destiny of the six dragons who will know the destiny" and so on, are roughly understood.Only the forty-four characters under the left palm is a big trouble.Because Mr. Wan didn't add a break when he wrote it, he couldn't even read a sentence.Holding a magnifying glass and repeating it several times, I only vaguely felt that some words seemed to rhyme like poetry, but no matter how I read it, I stumbled like suddenly kicking a stone while walking on the road.After tripping a few times, Wan Defu was already somewhat disheartened.But then I thought about it again: when the old man was about to leave, he wrote these two paragraphs, which should have a very important meaning that cannot be easily told; it is better to transcribe them properly, maybe in a few days, we will meet the one that the old man helped People in Yaji can ask for advice.After all, they are all educated people; what's more, before Ye Lai's accident, these old friends must have been enjoying the moon, reciting, dancing and writing by the old man's side.Why don't you wait to find these people, and then ask them to explain these two paragraphs of text, and you should be able to piece together a rough idea.

While summing up, Wan Defu said to the lame nanny: "The meaning of "knowing six dragons" is very clear. I still have to ask those masters for advice. But you should pay special attention when you are at home. It is better to move at this time." Quiet, lest the three generations and nine halls be messed up. Don't mention the writing on this slate to anyone—" "Then little Xizi?" the lame nanny asked with tears. Wan Defu thought for a while, and said: "He is the person who the old man wants to "spread incense", how can he keep it in the dark? It's just that the old man also said the words "to wipe out the enmity". If you can't stop looking for revenge, you're going to start a bloodbath. That's it, if Master Xi comes back, you can push it on me; I'll ask those experts for advice first, and then make sense. " What Wandefu never expected was not only Wanxi's role in this bloody case; in addition, he couldn't find the six old men who knew Mr. Wan's acquaintances—they were like soap that disappeared in the air. Bubble, gone.