Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 99 Zhuge Bagua Village

Liu Ye gave a message, but Yan Huanhuo still hadn't figured it out until he escaped to Shaoxing and sat down in the Xianheng Hotel.

He asked the waiter to warm up a bowl of Shaoxing rice wine and add a plate of fennel beans. Perhaps because it was a rare opportunity, he also ordered fried stinky tofu and boiled drunken chicken.

After eating and drinking, Yan Huan went out and saw the statue of "Kong Yiji" telling the vicissitudes of life over the past hundred years, so he stopped beside it.

"Will it really become fire?"

Yan Huan folded his arms and began to think with the bronze statue holding the wine.

After entering into a trance, he recalled a cave on a steep cliff somewhere in the mountains of Liupanshui, where the god of the underworld once observed things and gained a sense of all things.

In the early morning when the air is moist, dew is heavy and foggy, the dew bends the wild grasses, and they break into pieces as they hit the ground along the curvature of their bodies. The sound is clear and perceptible; sometimes even the tiny fluctuations of the growing and spreading roots can be transmitted to the heart, not to mention the flowing water in the mountain stream, the chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects.

All things are one with me, entering a state of equality of all things.

At that moment, Yan Huan had a wonderful feeling as if he was melting into the world.

"If merging with all things and being unified by the Tao is the way home, then to what state of mind should the ancient sages cultivate before ascending to immortality?"

"Give up everything?"

"Otherworldly?"

Yan Huan turned his head, feeling even weirder.

When I was confused, I thought about looking for ideas from others.

As soon as the mind moved, the clear and bright voice of gold and spirit rang out.

"Sister, I know what you are asking is a secret of heaven, but can you give me some indirect clues about it?"

A person in white clothes floated out, and bare feet touched the top of the statue of Kong Yiji.

"So do you want to become an immortal?"

"I want to live a few more years." Yan Huan said frankly. It would take time to get to know the elves of the world, so he had to find ways to prolong his life.

"Immortality is not among the five elements."

Qingming still answered simply and straightforwardly. When Yan Huan wanted to ask something else, he was unable to speak.

"The immortals are not in the five elements, so what about the senior of Huo De Sect who became fire? Could it be that he cultivated the holy fire just to leave a little inheritance for future generations?"

Hey!
Thinking of this, Yan Huan clapped his hands suddenly, as if he understood something.

After all, "immortal" is just a definition. Who says there is only one kind of "immortal" in this world?

The sacred fire of the fire altar lasts forever, and Huode Sect has inherited the secret of fire escape and the secret of Qi turning into fire and body turning into fire. In the eyes of the disciples, this senior who has brought blessings to future generations is nothing short of an immortal!
Hearing the truth, knowing the truth, understanding the truth, practicing the truth, and attaining the truth... are all too vague.

Maybe we can change our thinking, for example, we can become an immortal wandering in this world.

"This is just a selfish idea. Perhaps I will disappoint Elder Liu's expectations." Yan Huan raised his finger and clinked glasses with the statue of Kong Yiji. "Let's go, sister. Let's go to Lanxi, let's go to Zhuge Village!"

If we really want to be in harmony with all things, we will talk about it when the time comes.

At least now, Yan Huan doesn't want to give up any of the elves behind him.

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Zhuge Bagua Village, Lanxi, Zhejiang.

Lanxi County Annals records: Zhuge Liang was originally from Yangdu, Langya, and was a descendant of the Zhuge lineage in Zhejiang.

In the second year of Tianxi in the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhuge Qing (a historical figure) moved his entire clan to Lanxi. The clan became prosperous and became a prominent family. Later, Zhuge Qing's descendants established a village in Gaolong, which was called Zhuge Bagua Village.

Yan Huan flapped his wings and soared into the air, looking down at the layout of the village, and couldn't help but marvel at it.

"Eight array diagrams?"

Zhuge Bagua Village has a terrain like the bottom of a pot, which is low in the middle and gradually high around. Water from all directions converges at the bottom of the pot to form a pond, which is the Bell Pond. The Bell Pond is the core of Zhuge Bagua Village and the base of the "Eight Formations". The pond is not big, with half of the pond being water and the other half being land, and a curved waterfront in the center. The Bell Pond is shaped like the Tai Chi in the Nine Palaces Bagua diagram, which is wonderful.

With the bell pond as the center, there are eight alleys extending in all directions, leading directly to eight high earthen mounds outside the village. Its plane resembles the Bagua diagram.

The alleys have spawned numerous narrow lanes that are connected horizontally. There are thousands of doors and windows in the alleys, and many ancient houses are dotted around.

The alleys close to the bell pond are relatively straight, and become gradually winding as they extend outward. Many alleys are interconnected and seem to be connected but not connected, like a maze. Outsiders who enter the alleys often find it difficult to exit and may even lose their way.

This overall layout was carefully designed by the descendants of Zhuge Wuhou using the knowledge of Yin and Yang geomancy and the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

According to legend, during the Northern Expedition, the southern national revolutionary troops and the warlord troops fought fiercely for three days near Zhuge Village, but no bullets or shells fell into the village, and the entire village was safe and sound.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, a group of Japanese troops passed by Gaolonggang Avenue outside the village, but no one noticed the village.

"I am in the Eight Diagrams Formation, but I don't know the Eight Diagrams. But now that I know the Eight Diagrams Formation, I have to join the game."

Zhuge Bagua Village has magnificent ancient buildings that are hundreds of years old. The entire village is a huge living cultural relic.

Since it has a historical heritage, there is no doubt that the village will have another identity - a scenic spot.

Tickets, one hundred.

As soon as he arrived at the toll booth, Yan Huan saw the lady collecting the money at the door arguing with someone.

"Are you kidding me? My last name is Zhuge and this is my home. How can I pay money to return to my own home?!" The speaker was a plain-looking woman.

"The entry rules are clearly written, 100 yuan per person. You can't get in without a ticket. I have driven away so many people like you who claim to have relatives in there every day. If you are allowed in, the rules will be broken."

"You look like a cultured person. Put yourself in their shoes. Do you understand? We who buy tickets also have performance."

The ticket seller at the door was an old lady in a blue shirt with plum blossom patterns on her clothes. She was arguing fiercely with the visitor.

Yan Huan stole a glance at the woman who claimed to be from the Zhuge family. Her lower body was steady, her breath was concealed just right, and her breathing remained steady even when she was arguing. She must be someone in the circle.

He may even be an insider who is good at escape techniques.

The Wuhou faction is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is common for it to attract the covetousness of outsiders. It is not surprising that an extraordinary person appears here, but calling oneself Zhuge is indeed a lie.

Yan Huan returned the hidden video equipment that Xu Hua had stolen, and also saw the press card and some small devices like a voice recorder.

This person's name is Xie Fang, and his external identity is a reporter.

"If we talk about the intelligence organization that digs out information in this alien world, there should be only one."

Could this person be from Jianghu Xiaozhan?
Yan smiled and waved to the aunt at the entrance passage.

"I've bought the tickets, sister, where are your numbers?"

When the lady in green heard the voice, she looked over and her angry face instantly subsided into a happy smile.

This guy has a very good look!
He calls me sister.

"Hey, here I come, young man, are you here to travel?"

Yan Huan took out his cell phone and said, "I guess I'm here to visit a friend."

"They are our family, why do we need to buy tickets? It makes no sense to go back to our own home to buy tickets!" The lady in green clasped her hands to block the QR code, "Come in, come in! My home is in the northeast corner of the village. Come and have tea when you have time!"

"Auntie, you are a face lover!" Xie Fang said angrily.

"Don't talk nonsense. One hundred and twenty. If you don't pay, don't even think about getting in. It won't work no matter who comes!"

"I'm so stupid, really... I should have just turned over." Xie Fang glanced at Yan Huan, then turned and left.

(End of this chapter)