I seemed to see the peanuts huddled in the coffin in the photo, slid their faces and smiled slightly at me...

After trembling all over, I immediately moved my eyes away from the photo. For a moment, I felt that all these things exceeded the years I could see.

Could it be that when my grandfather was young and middle-aged, peanuts were already lying in the coffin?

How many years have this photo been taken? Forty years? Thirty years? No, even if it is only ten or twenty years, it is very creepy.

Moreover, why did Grandpa and the others take such a photo back then? Are there any necessary reasons for them to do this?

No, I suddenly reacted.

Although the photo shows that it seems to be the coffin that peanuts jumped out, I can't be sure if there are two coffins that have the same coffin. And even if it is the coffin in the old house's cellar, it cannot be said that peanuts were inside at that time.

I felt that I could no longer be so stubborn, so I interrupted my thoughts. But as soon as I let go of this end, I remembered the person Wei Lin mentioned again.

"Liu Jinsun, Liu Jinsun." I muttered in a low voice, and I began to try my best to distinguish the man in the photo, who looked like a slutty grandfather.

Unfortunately, my memory when I was a child was too vague. Even if I tried my best to recall, I still couldn't remember what my grandfather looked like. In fact, I also hoped that there was no Grandpa Liu here, otherwise what Wei Lin said would probably be true.

Although I have restrained myself from thinking too much, I still feel a cold sweat for my father.

The second-hand man of the Liu family, my best playmate when I was a child, and the most trusted guy around my father. If he wanted to be bad for his father, then the old guy might not be at all prepared.

Although I think this is unlikely, the matter of someone who leaked my father’s whereabouts seems to have an answer now.

Just when I wanted to get rid of these thoughts and couldn't get it, the fat man spoke in time.

He asked me what I was wondering, but I said everything I knew as if I was grabbing a life-saving straw.

At the end, I was dry and I repeated many questions several times before I gave up.

Then, both of us lit a cigarette, panting while watching for any blood on our heads.

The fat man was in serious injuries. He didn't hurt him to death by smoking a cigarette, but he still couldn't bear to pinch it off. I wanted to persuade him, but when the words came to his mouth, there was still no sound.

This time, I told Fatty everything I could tell others and couldn't tell others. After listening to my story, Fatty seemed to be thinking about something.

After a long time, I asked him, "You have a good brain, have you ever thought of anything?"

The fat man curled his lips, "What can you think of? What you said is like a few clips in a movie. It is impossible to understand the content of 190 minutes of movies from these ten seconds of clips."

"Then what were you thinking about just now?"

The fat man took a sip of cigarette and turned his head to the side, "I was just thinking about what purpose is your father, Peanut and Professor Chen doing these things so desperately."

"Purpose?" I frowned.

"Nonsense, they must have a very important purpose to achieve, so they do these things." said the fat man, "The things you encounter are indeed very complicated. Stop talking about you, I feel dizzy when I hear them. But no matter how complicated a thing is, it must have an ultimate goal.

For example, humans build rockets and spacecrafts, this is complicated, but we don’t have to worry about how rockets are built. We just need to know that its purpose is to develop the universe and make our days live more enjoyable. In the future, the earth will be noisy, and humans can live on other planets.

So, behind these things you encounter, there must be an ultimate goal.”

The fat man's words did not solve any of my doubts, but as soon as he said this, my mind suddenly became clear. Suddenly, I admired this guy in my heart.

Indeed, I have been thinking about so many questions, but I have never thought about what the purpose of Dad and Peanut are to achieve.

"Then what do you think my father and the others are doing?" I suddenly thought of Wei Lin again, "Is it just to kill the other party?"

"It can't be that simple. If you want others to die, there are no need to do such tricks." The fat man thought, "Since this matter is related to Daluo Fengshui, I think your father's purpose may be related to fate, not something that actually exists."

The fat man said before that people who have completely mastered the feng shui of Daluo can almost control everything. Could it be that the things that my father and others do are to gain the ability to surpass everything and then rule the whole world?

This is too outrageous. If you can dominate the world in this way, how can the US imperial love be with you?

"It's not impossible." I didn't expect that a person as practical as a fat man would deny my opinion.

He continued: "I always feel that the question that Master Yuan Liu asked you has a later story."

"What's the question?" After I just finished talking about everything, I don't remember it much.

"Didn't he ask you if you believe it? The rise and fall of dynasties such as the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties were implicated?"

I didn't expect that the fat man was talking about this. However, this is not a question of whether I believe it or not, but my father's question at that time, which I could not accept at all.

The fat man shook his head, "You have to understand your father's situation. I think the question he asked is not what he meant on the surface, but was asking you: 'Do you believe in numerology and fortune?"

I felt like I had figured out something, but I couldn't grasp it clearly. So I urged the fat man to continue talking.

The fat man continued, "It's your father after all. I think since he told you everything about Zongxue, there is no need for Master Yuan Liu to hide too much of your things. However, the purpose he wants to achieve may be a kind of Feng Shui fortune. If he tells you directly, it will be like someone telling you that he wants to turn back time.

Feng Shui is too profound. People in ancient times were willing to explore it, but now, the true Feng Shui masters would probably count with ten fingers. And even the masters today only know more than others. The real essence of Feng Shui has been lost long ago.

People nowadays have to pick the back of their heads when they hold a copy of "The Book of Changes", not to mention legendary things like Daluo Feng Shui.

At that time in the Tang and Song dynasties, people still studied these things, but since the Qing Dynasty was invaded by the Eight-Nation Alliance, people didn't care much about these things. The current dismal Feng Shui is also the sins committed at that time. Our ancestors suffered from foreign guns and cannons at that time. Now that the motherland has developed, we must not repeat the same mistakes.

Therefore, the old things have actually been denied by the times. We cannot say whether it is good or bad. Anyway, Feng Shui is the case now, and we can no longer say "whether you know or not", but it depends on "whether you believe it or not."

If I was right about Fat Master, then your father would definitely be in a difficult situation when he told you these things.

Since he wants to tell you that all these things may be related to your Yuan family's future fortune, he has no idea about the premise of Daluo Feng Shui, and he will definitely not be able to explain it to you clearly."

After the fat man said something, I suddenly realized that the whole thing seemed not as complicated as I imagined.

Feng Shui, fate. Although I still don’t have the concept of these things in my mind, it seems that the outline of the whole thing has emerged.

A period of Feng Shui nourishes a place of water and soil, a dragon's vein, and a certain mountain and river. Perhaps everyone and everything is struggling in a certain Feng Shui situation. However, I seem to be unintentional, but I have inevitably intervened, and it may be all the arrangements of fate.

When the fat man told me these things, he was thirty-one and twenty-five. When we really dared to say that we knew about the whole thing, we suddenly realized that at that time, we were really too young and dared to talk and imagine in the ancient tomb with shameless words... Feng Shui.

"What you mean is that I have to really believe in the Feng Shui fate, so that my father can tell me the truth?"

Fat nodded, "It's mainly because he got that level, and it's meaningful to tell you. But these are just your Fatty guesses. You have to figure it out yourself."

I thought about it and suddenly asked the fat man: "Do you believe in these things?"

The fat man grinned, "What do you believe in? I don't believe anything, you fat man."

"Fuck, you don't believe it yourself, and you still talk to me so much." I was depressed.

"So, so, Fatty Master, my surname Wu is essentially different from you mortals." The fat man looked at me with disdain, without thinking, he must start bragging again next.

"This person, before seeing people, always likes to ask who is good and who is bad. When you hear something you haven't experienced, you have to consider believing or not. If you do things with this kind of vision, you tie yourself up from the beginning. Fatty, I don't believe anything, nor do I believe anything. I only know one thing, that is facts. As long as you prove something with facts, it is true, and then I believe it. And you don't have to care whether others believe it or not. The key is what you think."

The fat man said so much that I was dumbfounded. I really didn't expect that this man could even whirl up such philosophical words in his mouth.

But after thinking about it carefully, I have experienced too many incredible things in just one month. Many fixed concepts in the past have actually been broken, and my whole mind may be in a state of restructuring now.

Anyone who has studied psychology knows that at this time, no matter how outrageous it is, that person will definitely accept it.

But after asking myself, I felt that I still didn't believe in these things.

"My father asked me to learn more about those things after returning to Yanjing. Maybe it's what you meant." I whispered, "But there is no system for these knowledge. Even if I really want to understand them, what can I do?"

The fat man smiled relaxedly and said, "The easiest way to sue you."

"What's the solution?"

"Stay with your fat man." The fat man said naturally, "You have followed me for two years. At that time, I promise you will be indifferent to these things."

"I thought you had any idea. I've been with you for two years? Humph, I think you'd better consider how we can get out from here."

When they talked about going out from here, the two of them couldn't help but feel silent again.

After a while, we all felt that we should continue walking along the corridor. Although the matter between Wei Lin and the other two people was a bit desperate, it was better than sitting and waiting to die.

Furthermore, the bandage on the fat man's body means that someone else must have been here. Since he can be elusive here, then this place will not be a dead end.

Thinking of this, I saw a little hope. But we are all a little unable to walk now, especially the fat man. What he needs most now is to sleep for a while.

So I snatched the cigarette from the fat man's hand and urged him to rest. The fat man didn't say anything and slowly lay down. I took his equipment bag from the other end, wanting to see what emergency equipment there was inside.

I found a smokeless stove, turned off the flashlight, lit the smokeless stove and placed it under the brick wall. When the fire lit up, the corpse of the giant rat behind me appeared faintly. I turned around and looked at it, only to find that the maggots on it were drilling out of it, almost crawling with the giant rat's belly.

I didn't think it was before, but now I found that the air around me was so stinking.

I have never smoked one by one like I am now. I am tired or second. The lifeless gloom that spreads around the corpse pit is truly uneasy.

After more than two hours, the fat man had already slept very deeply. He did not snore this time, but it could be seen that his body was in a weak state. After waking up, he would definitely need to supplement a lot of food.

I estimated based on my experience last time that except for the fat man's portion, the rest is only enough for us to last for four or five days. Once we don't find a way out before we finish eating, it's unknown what the situation will be like.

Suddenly, I began to feel a little scared.

If we can't find a way out like those three people, then in the end, Fatty or me...will we do the same thing as Wei Lin and Awei?

I was shocked to remember something. In the depths of the corridor, Awei might still be lying inside the big wooden box and continue to chew on his hands. The lid of the wooden box had been pushed open by me. Will Awei slowly crawl out of the corridor along the sound we made...

After thinking about this, my back began to feel chills. I slowly turned my head over, looked at the darkness there, and couldn't help but move my body a little towards the fat man.

Suddenly, I saw a shadow appearing on the ground in front of me. It spread long and spread above our heads.

I shivered and looked in the direction of the smokeless stove. I immediately found that a very long thing that seemed to be a thick rope was hanging down from the darkness above us not far from the smokeless stove.

It hangs there swayingly, and I subconsciously thought it was a snake, so I stood up from the ground.

But when I look at it again, it seems that it is not. The thing is [***] and there is something red on it.
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