The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 222 Liang and Zhu Transform into Butterflies, the End of History

(It's been censored)
Xinguo Airport.

The plane landed, and a well-dressed woman disembarked.

Liang Xue took off her sunglasses, tidied her slightly messy hair, and wondered, "Does Singapore have any other businesses?"

Since Liang Changyun fell ill, the group has been basically handed over to Liang Xue.

Liang Xue has a free-spirited personality, but she is an extraordinary person after all, so her intelligence is definitely not a problem. She quickly became familiar with the group's business.

Just today, my grandfather, who was on vacation, suddenly asked me to cancel all my business and come to Singapore specifically to tell him something important.

"Could it be an ancient family secret?" Liang Xue thought of some rumors.

There is a rumor within the family that each generation of the Penglai King has a major secret, which only the crown prince is qualified to know.

Now that the direct line of the throne is gone, the head of the family has taken over to guard this secret.

"grandfather!!"

In the waiting area of ​​the train station, a kind-looking old man stood next to an extended luxury car.

Liang Xue walked over quickly and saw her uncle standing next to her grandfather.

"Hello, Grandpa. Hello, Uncle," Liang Xue said obediently.

“Next, you will follow your uncle, and you will learn the family secrets on your own,” Liang Changyun said.

"Your uncle knows too?"

Liang Xue glanced at Liang Yue. Wasn't it said that only the current head of the Liang family and the prospective head of the family could know about this?
You'll understand later.

boom!
The car door closed, and the luxury car drove away.

Only Liang Yue and Liang Xue remained.

"Let's go, book a plane ticket to Luoyang."

"Luoyang?"

"Yes, Luoyang."

Liang Xue bought a plane ticket for Liang Yue, and only then did she see Liang Yue's name.

"Liang Wuming? What a strange name."

……

Luoyang.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is getting closer and closer.

Due to numerous news reports, Luoyang has long been the focus of world news, with some media outlets arriving early to gather material for their news stories over the next few days.

"Luoyang, an ancient city of China, the birthplace of Taoism, one of the four holy cities of the world, with a history of 1,500 years... Persian News brings you this report."

The number of tourists to Luoyang has increased more than twentyfold, attracting faces from all over the world.

Tianyan Society mobilized its resources and deployed its elite forces in an attempt to destroy history ahead of schedule.

Outside the museum.

A few posters featuring the collection stand on the surrounding streets, among which an ancient portrait is the most attractive to the crowd.

The master painter's brushstrokes are divine; the figures in the paintings are either delicately painted with green eyebrows or handsome and dashing, the characters are not abrupt, and their eyes seem to hold emotions, making the viewer feel as if they are there.

"This painting is called 'The Butterfly Lovers' and 'The Butterfly Lovers'. Legend has it that it is a portrait of Liang Yue, a famous scholar from Jiangnan, and was painted by the renowned artist Gu Kaizhi."

"Is this Liang Yue? He's so handsome!"

"How can someone who isn't handsome be remembered for eternity?"

"Take a group photo for me."

Click!

The image freezes in the corner of the poster, showing a handsome young man with short hair wearing sunglasses walking by, his figure bearing a resemblance to the portrait.

This person was none other than Liang Yue.

Liang Yue stared at the poster, lost in thought for a long time.

Liang Xue looked him over and couldn't help but say, "Uncle really likes this painting? By the way, you look a bit like the person in the painting."

"Isn't it quite common for descendants to resemble their ancestors?"

Liang Yue withdrew his gaze.

"Where did Uncle go?" Liang Xue felt more and more that this uncle was very mysterious, perhaps even an extraordinary person. In any case, she couldn't see through him with her Wonderful Heavenly Eye.

"walk around."

Liang Yue strolled through the bustling metropolis.

The city is bustling with lights and greenery, and traffic flows like a river.

Weaving through the surging crowds.

Everything seemed to have been separated.

The whispers of those around him reached Liang Yue's ears clearly.

Finally, the two stopped in front of the movie theater.

The movie poster displays the screening schedule.

It includes romantic comedies set in the capital, palace dramas, science fiction films, and a small number of historical dramas.

"The New Version of Liang Zhu", "The Advisors Alliance of Jiangzuo", "Li Shimin", and "The Oath of the Three Sworn Brothers in Liuyuan".

Liang Yue stopped, his voice hoarse, and said, "Let's watch a movie."

"Watching a movie?" Liang Xue was a little uncomfortable. She had never watched a movie with anyone before, and she never expected that her first time would be with her uncle.

"Okay, which movie do you want to watch?"

The uncle's origins were mysterious, and he looked somewhat like a figure from a painting, which piqued Liang Xue's curiosity.

"All scenes of the newly adapted Liang Zhu story."

"Oh……."

The newly adapted version of "The Butterfly Lovers" stars popular celebrities and is directed by a renowned director; it's one of the most popular films in theaters. The seats are completely full.

Clang clang clang...

The movie begins as the dragon emblem appears.

The film's dark color palette foreshadows the chaos of the era.

The female protagonist, Yingtai, makes her appearance.

As time passed, Liang Yue, with his profound directorial skills, gradually became immersed in the story.

"Do you think that just because you're dissatisfied, the barbarians will tolerate the Han people to the south?"

"If you have something to complain about, it's that you were born in the wrong place, in this era of decline for the Han Dynasty, when everyone is hypocritical, pedantic, and opportunistic..."

Although the director adapted the story, he didn't make any random changes. The entire film avoids melodramatic romance and instead uses the relationship between men and women to foreshadow the dark era of the Five Barbarian Invasions.

In the story, the ending of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai is both tragic and joyful.

The two transformed into butterflies, and were reunited.

Liang Yue watched it again and again, from noon until sunset, and from sunset until the moon rose.

The full moon, bright and clear, casts its silvery light upon the earth.

There are as many interpretations of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai as there are people.

Some saw unwavering love until death, while others saw cannibalistic social norms, a tragic history, and the ignorance and snobbery of powerful families.

Liang Yue saw the future after the revival of spiritual energy.

"The corpse disintegrates into butterflies, achieving immortality. Is this truly the perfect ending?"

For Yingtai, even after a thousand or ten thousand years, it's just a matter of closing and opening her eyes.

As for myself...

Compared to his first incarnation, his heart is now aged and devoid of emotion.

As the final scene ended, the gentle end credits song began to play.

Liang Yue walked up to the poster.

"This woman is not as beautiful as Yingtai."

“Indeed.” Liang Xue thought they were referring to the Gu Kaizhi poster in the museum.

"Where to go next?"

"Central Plains Museum!"

"But the museum doesn't open until tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter."

Central Plains Museum.

Heavily armed guards were stationed both inside and outside the compound, with the entire scientific expedition team keeping watch inside.

Wow!
Late at night, cold fog rolled in, a dark green mist covering the entire museum.

The Netherworld Cold Mist is the Yin Master's ultimate technique.

All the soldiers fell unconscious without a sound.

These people cannot be killed; they are equipped with life detectors, which will immediately trigger an alarm if they lose vital signs.

The cold fog obscured all the cameras.

Wow!
The eerie green mist materialized into semi-transparent terracotta warriors, their ghostly forms piercing through walls, ignoring all lasers, and storming into the museum.

Furthermore, dozens of experts from the Sky Eye Society used the ghostly mist to break into the museum.

Wow!
The lights are on.

The expedition team members awoke to find themselves surrounded by people, with no way to escape. The entire process took no more than three breaths.

The cold mist slowly coalesced into a black-robed figure wearing a black iron mask.

"Disciple pays respects to the Yin Master!!" The members of the Heavenly Eye Society knelt down in unison.

This person's entrance was like that of a god.

"The Yin Master?" Zhu Hongtao exclaimed in shock. "The Heavenly Eye Society?"

Zhu Hongtao recalled Liang Changyun's instructions.

But he never expected that the opponent was such a powerful superhuman, and the highest level of defense was completely useless.

The Lord of Yin's voice was majestic: "I am a true god in this world. You have violated the order of heaven and earth. Today, in the name of the Heavenly Emperor, I will exterminate you all!!"

As the strongest superhuman at the time, he was indeed qualified to be called a god.

They ruled the upper class with magic and the common people with technology.

This is their era.

Wow! !

The Yin Lord spread out his palms, and the Yin soldiers assumed a charging stance.

"The Emperor's mandate? Demons and heretics!" Zhu Hongtao roared, standing shoulder to shoulder with the others, drawing his pistols, ready to fight to the death.

The ghostly soldiers charged forward, and everyone was about to perish on the spot.

The Sky Eye Society planted landmines.

The Central Plains Museum, which houses treasures for a thousand years, will be destroyed today in a spectacular manner.

"The past ends here," the Lord of the Underworld said coldly.

In despair.

Buzz...

A sword's cry echoed through the void, and on the central display stand, the Yitian Sword, a treasure of China, shone brightly.

(End of this chapter)