Mountains and seas can be flat

Four people had died at the reception point along the river, and the supplies that were supposed to be prepared were wasted.Solan had to send his subordinates to search around for supplies.Hunting and fishing in the wild is not difficult for these well-trained warriors.But besides the dead people along the river, there are also many dead animals, all of which were passed through the intestines of parasites after drinking water by mistake.More animals gnawed at their carcasses, and the damage expanded further.The samurai had to spend most of the day traveling long distances, hoping to find healthy animals around unpolluted water systems.For the sake of safety, it takes half a day to clean up and kill possible pests when cooking food.Along the several hundred miles along the river, the marching speed in the past few days has been extremely slow.

Fang Zheng watched coldly, thinking that at this speed, he might not be able to reach Yanglun City for a month, and it is unknown whether he can survive safely.Zifeng must not have these difficult footwork problems.Zifeng can invite Zhu Luan to travel instead, will he be a kind of happy-go-lucky god who "rides to the wind" in later generations?Perhaps now that Zifeng has arrived in Yanglun City, he is looking for opportunities to attack Xia Zhongkang.That city is the heart of Xiazhu. Although the city wall is not as high as the capital of Yuyi Kingdom, it is thicker.Fang Zheng calculated the geographic location in his mind. The political center of Xiazhu was close to the northern land of Yanzhao in later generations, and the Longmen Gorge where Emperor Chongyu controlled the water was also there. All the legends about water control began here.

However, they have not crossed the river yet.There is also a town where Dayu controlled the water.Emperor Chongyu's water control activities spread all over the world. Whenever Fang Zheng thought of taking revenge on Badian, he asked the big lynx to dig up all the rivers that Emperor Chongyu had combed neatly among the mountains and raging waters in the southwest, and flooded the rivers of Badian. He is a materialist who is not afraid of ghosts and gods, but he respects these ancient sages from the bottom of his heart, and it is a huge irreparable sin to waste their efforts.However, survival is difficult, and he has no other choice. If there is another sage king like Yao, Shun and Yu alive in this world, Fang Zheng thought, he would not come to this point. The split of the Yu Dynasty 60 years ago marked the end of the era of prosperity and peace.Now the four lands are full of ferocity, wild dragons and snakes are mixed among the wild fire and grass, and there is no longer a rising sun to warm up this mountain, sea and land.

At this moment, they camped and rested at night, and they rested in a sheltered place behind the rocky beach by the river. Tomorrow, they will cross the last section of the Qingjiang River and reach the flood discharge outlet of the Dajiang River, which is the uppermost reaches of the Qingjiang River.Except for the four warriors who surrounded Fang Zheng like a bucket, everyone else was resting.Fang Zheng should have taken this opportunity to replenish his strength and sleep, but he couldn't sleep peacefully.

His strength is very weak, the first is that Xia Zhu's poison took away his strength, and the second is that he is extremely hungry.

Fang Zheng listened to the samurai next to him yawning and stretching again, and began to talk in a low voice in order to fight against sleepiness.

"I'm so thirsty."

"Hold on, you can only drink water during the day. You know how difficult it is to drink water now."

Some blood nematodes in Qingjiang River can be seen with naked eyes and fished out.Some are so small that they cannot be distinguished at all.Drink it and wear it out.In the past few days, Xiazhu warriors have to heat up their drinking water.There are two specific time periods for drinking boiled water in the morning and evening, and you cannot drink it at other times.Their cooking utensils are only a copper pot. The pot was originally used to cook food for the march, but now they have to boil water and make meals. In order to save time on the road, they only boil one full pot of water at a time, and each of the NO.20 big men can Divide into two mouthfuls.

"I also want to have a small copper pot like the commander." The samurai whispered enviously.

A simple desire is already a luxury in this era.The resources occupied by human beings are so scarce, and an extra pot is a representative of privilege.Fang Zheng felt deeply. After all, he could only sip water from Solan's small copper pot every day. He had no strength after taking the poison, and he was thirsty and hungry these days.

There is a third reason.

Fang Zheng wants to use the kung fu on the tortoise shell to force out the poison in his body. After practicing the posture on the tortoise shell, the meridians in his body have changed a lot compared with ordinary people.He also ate a lot of Tai Sui meat back then, and he once soaked his poisoned fingers in the mushroom. For some reason, the poison shrank into a small piece on his nails.It can also be stretched.

But now that the poison is in the lungs, there is no such good luck mechanism.He couldn't use those skills, they were all locked in his body by the poison.Fang Zheng could feel that his body was running the exercises and wanted to open the confinement. He first shrunk into a ball deep in his belly, and his body could no longer exert force, as if it had been occupied by poison.Du kicked the only warm current in Fang Zheng's body to other places.But every time they approach the limbs or the mouth and nose to break through the blockade, the poison group will strictly guard against it.He just kicked this thing like a ball in his body, but he couldn't get it out.Because the seven orifices are the most important method for the human body, they are restricted by the poison and prevent the things inside from coming out.

But Fang Zheng suffered a lot, the strength in his body and the restriction of poison, it was like a thousand knives crushing his internal organs in his body.Fang Zheng felt that the weak flame-like warm current had nowhere to go, it would soon be worn away and melted, and could only cling to the spine.Fang Zheng couldn't tell whether he was fighting against it or dispelling it, he only knew that he was about to die of pain.He had no choice but to stop the momentum of exercising power and forcing poison, and return to a state of fatigue and hunger.In that way, the two forces in his body were slightly reduced.

But Fang Zheng still decided to spend a little time every day trying, even if it would make him die of pain, his face was pale, and sweat dripped from his forehead.But he thought to himself, he can't stop now, he will try again for a while, just for a while...

Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and moved, but the warriors noticed his embarrassment.

"Chief of the Chinese clan, are you starving?"

"The leader of the Chinese tribe is a god and does not need to eat."

"God is Lian Zifeng from Flower and Dragon, right? This guy is just an ordinary person."

"Okay, okay, just say a few words and save some energy."

They were just talking nonsense to pass the time, and the soldiers in the armored army have always been more disciplined and never overstepped.Fang Zheng thought of the small team that instigated the rebellion from Danyang City back then. Although the lower-level officers in armor led by Brother Xiaoyao were dissatisfied with the upper-level Xia Zhu and the Flying Badger Army, they did not have the slightest complaint against Solan.In the follow-up intelligence investigation, Fang Zheng also learned that this team has a rare "military spirit" that is rare in this era.Soran has no singular abilities such as summoning animals.She was born as a slave and was popular with ordinary soldiers.

Fang Zheng clenched his teeth against the uncomfortable feeling, thinking of something to divert his attention.But with this distraction, the warm current hiding in the spine rushed straight to the forehead as if being killed by poison.Fang Zheng has a bad heart, and his brain must not be damaged.But it just happened to be the part of his head, and he didn't practice iron head skills to protect his body... He practiced six of the eight shapes on the tortoise shell, and the remaining two have nothing to do with the iron head.The tortoise shell, which records the eight mysterious postures, has a shape earlier than oracle bone inscriptions and pottery inscriptions...

The first pose strengthened his strength, allowing him to send and receive small poison flakes into his nails freely.The second form allows him to instantly pass through the gap through which his hands pass; the third form makes his eyes and ears sharper and he can recognize more distant details; the fourth form allows him to rebound a powerful attack for a moment; the fifth The sixth move can make his hand movements as fast as lightning; the sixth move is similar to the effect of beating a cow in the air, and it sends out a sonic attack, so he saved the Fenglong who was eaten by imam ants... There are two more moves Fang Zheng didn't practice well, he had been confused before.

Because the picture in the seventh style is a person with his head up, holding six small wooden sticks in his hands.Later, he saw the decomposed line movements in the descendants adopted by Ehuang Nvying, which were just changes in the number of small wooden sticks, or broken in half.The different lengths of the six roots made Fang Zheng guess that it was related to the hexagrams.But how it works is still at a loss... But at this moment, he carefully recalled the patterns of those small wooden sticks, and felt the only remaining heat flowing towards his forehead, as if small wooden sticks of different lengths danced around in front of his eyes... …

The heat rushed to Fang Zheng's neck and spine, his mind suddenly seemed to explode, and hot smoke rose from the back of his head...

The combination of three long and short lines is gossip.

The combination of six long and short lines is 64 hexagrams.

At this moment, six long and short lines are dancing in front of Fang Zheng's dizzy eyes. Among them, the long stick is "Yang", and its line name is "Nine"; the short stick is "Yin", and the name of its line is "Nine". Six"... The order of each line from bottom to top is "first, second, third, fourth, fifth, upper", which is the six lines.If the six lines are all long horizontal lines, it is a stack of "Qian Gua". The line is the stacked "Kun Gua", and the names of the six lines of the hexagram are "the sixth day, the second day, the third day, the sixth day, the fifth day, the sixth day"...

The hexagram flashing in Fang Zheng's mind at this moment is golden, with two short horizontal lines sandwiching a long horizontal line. It is a "Kan" hexagram. The two "Kan" hexagrams are stacked together. Two, six three, □ □, nine five, upper six".

Fang Zheng thought for a while, what happened just now, he tried his best to blink, but the "hurdle" still flashed in his mind.The last thing he felt was that the poison seemed to force the last bit of resisting force in his body into his brain.Fang Zheng's body was still limp and weak, and as if he could no longer gather his strength, the poison won a complete victory again.

The only difference is the glowing shape of the hexagram "Kan" in my mind.

Could it be, Fang Zheng thought blankly, this is the seventh trick of the tortoise shell that he didn't understand?Just now, by accident, in the process of coercing poison and failing, did I learn it by mistake?In the desperate situation where you have nowhere to go and are extremely painful?Learned a new trick?

But how to use this trick?

"Kan" represents many meanings, and the interpretation of "Yi" in the past dynasties is vast.Fang Zheng is also not proficient in easy numbers, he just learned the most superficial interpretation to recite documents for his adoptive father.However, Fang Zheng never had any hope of whether the "Book of Changes" that has been handed down to later generations corresponds to the ancient Yishu.The current number of time and space is at most the one left by Mr. Fuxi.How much did King Wen of Zhou and Confucius change later?

But Fang Zheng has no other choice, he can only "interpret Yi" based on his most superficial knowledge system, thinking that the hexagram "Han" is guiding the general direction of "adventure and success".Swindlers who tell fortunes on the street especially like to use this hexagram to coax people—give it a go, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle and so on.It seems to be telling Fang Zheng to take risks.

But how to act?I don't have the power to restrain a chicken, no matter who these warriors are now, they can easily kill themselves.Wouldn't it cool down faster if I tried to provoke myself again?

The sixth line of the Kan hexagram shone with golden light in front of Fang Zheng's eyes, and the first line gradually became brighter than usual.The first line is the sixth day, the yin is below, the most simple and common position of keeping softness.Fang Zheng thought that if he followed this guideline, it would be "literary fighting" instead of "martial fighting".He was confused for a moment again. Does his own knowledge system really mean that when explaining the ancient Yishu?And, is this a new "one trick"?No attack power... Fang Zheng's heart is full of doubts about the unreliability of the big tortoise shell.However, in the next instant, his eyes widened——

Fang Zheng saw the golden sixth line tremblingly floating in the air, like a transparent hanging window, it floated lightly over the head of a warrior on the left.Of course, the samurai didn't feel anything, and couldn't see what was in Fang Zheng's mind at all.A small wisp of white mist slowly rose from the gap between its two short lines. In the white mist, the soldier stood on the edge of the ridge, hugging his family dressed as a wife, and said, "When I come back this time, I will try to transfer Yang Lunkai back." In the guard army..." Bai Wuli told Fang Zheng all the details, his name was Lu Shishi, his wife was called Jin Qi, and he worked in Yanglun's silkworm workshop.

Fang Zheng was greatly shocked. He wanted to know the general situation of the world before, and occasionally a "white mist" floated in his mind with good intentions, but what he introduced was very macroscopic and general.Never tell him micro details such as a person's past experience, name, social relationship, etc.Fang Zheng blinked his eyes to take a closer look, but the white mist gradually faded away, and the two short lines of "Sixth Day" also dimmed, like a spent light-emitting diode.

So that's the case... Fang Zheng couldn't hide the turmoil in his heart, and the white mist appeared, which must be the function of the seventh move.Do I have to follow this "hint" and do the first step before I have the next "guidance"?Could it be that the strength represented by the seventh form on the tortoise shell, a person holding six small wooden sticks in the picture, is "revelation"?There are six lines in each hexagram, that is to say, there is still a chance to see five pieces of white mist to help him get out of trouble step by step?

Compared with the previous moves, this is too unscientific.The practicality is also very mysterious. The previous moves are all of physical nature, but this move is so "ideal". What if my half-baked easy-to-learn knowledge loses the chain someday?Fang Zheng couldn't help muttering in his heart.Moreover, this white mist was only introducing details, and did not guide him on what to do at all.

But he shook his head and thought, he can travel back and live again, whether it is scientific or not.Try it first before you talk, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.Anyway, the situation couldn't be worse than it is now.The meaning of Yao Ci and Bai Wu's message just now is to let yourself attack that warrior?Using the information of his concern for his family... would there be a breakthrough?

Through observations over the past few days, Fang Zheng knew that the warrior team that escorted him back to Yanglun consisted of about [-] people, each of whom had a division of labor.In addition to guarding Fang Zheng, this man named Lu Shiwu was also responsible for burning the marching rations.All they ate were animal meat, plus some yam leaves picked nearby.In order to clean up the nematodes in the past few days, all the meat must be cut up and boiled in boiling water, and he will distribute the cooked meat to everyone.In the end, I left a small piece for Fang Zheng to ensure that he would not starve to death.

There wasn't enough prey during the day, Fang Zheng didn't even get any food, and his stomach was already rumbling.In the middle of the night, when these warriors were teasing about being sleepy, they asked Lu Shiwu: "Is there any mouse skin sparrow sauce left in the copper pot? Feed it to the Chinese leader."

Staying hungry until midnight, these warriors would catch mice, frogs and birds and roast them.Especially in the past few days when nematodes were raging, Fang Zheng always felt that they were unhygienic, and he would eat several people to death within a few days.However, Lu Shiwu's cooking is a little bit good, and he can try his best to clean up the food and keep the original flavor of the food.Frogs and birds also made those warriors eat with relish, and no one has died so far.

Lu Shiwu Xuxu fished from the side of the pot, grabbed a handful of sparrow feathers on the ground, and said with a tusk: "There is no meat, the leader of the Chinese tribe should try roasting bird feathers?" They did not offend Fang Zheng any more, But in this sleepy and tiring long night, there is always something to say that can make the brothers laugh out loud.

"Every time the leader of the Chinese tribe eats, he has to feed it to you." Lu Shiwu approached with the bird's feather in his hand, and swayed in front of Fang Zheng's eyes.He didn't really want to stuff the bird feathers into Fang Zheng's mouth, but he just wanted to stimulate him to say something, whether he was angry or scolded, so as to cheer him up.

Fang Zheng sighed softly. This expression of helplessness in the eyes of others is actually dumbfounding in his heart—it will really happen. Let him not have to walk a few steps at all.

The tortoise shell is related to Hetu Luoshu, the source is Fuxi, and the hexagrams are also performed by Fuxi. Thank you, old man.

Fang Zheng said a few words in a voice that only Lu Shiwu could hear.Others could only see that Fang Zheng's lips seemed to move.The bird feathers in Lu Shishi's hands scattered and flew away.He took half a step back, then stared at Fang Zheng with a slightly solemn expression, hesitant to speak.

"I... I'm going to the woods." Lu Shiwu seemed to be speaking incoherently, "going to the woods" usually means convenience.Although those warriors were dissatisfied and strange to him.But people have three urgencies, and it probably came suddenly.They hissed a few times, and laughed at Lu Shiwu who still didn't dare to take action against the Chinese leader, and was so "counseled" that he wanted to pee.But the rules are there, they don't dare to really pick things up, they just raise their spirits.

To be selected as an armored warrior, the psychological quality is naturally not bad, so no one can see that Lu Shiwu's seemingly calm appearance is turbulent in his heart.He didn't even have time to tell, he just wanted to get away from that terrifying Chinese leader, quietly think about what was going on, and carry out the man's orders by the way...

Fang Zheng said to Lu Shiwu, "If you don't want Jin Qi to have something to do, get me something to eat.".

his wife's name.It is estimated that even Commander Solan doesn't know.I am just an ordinary armored samurai, his family, background, and even experience, there is nothing worthy of the attention of the big man, and he has not reported these things. There are many people like him.Even if you die tomorrow, you can easily find a replacement.

Why does the leader of a small Chinese tribe in the mountains far to the south know his wife's name?Lu Shiwu seldom pronounced his wife's name in front of others, and he himself was insignificant.His wife is an ordinary little person.They are not worth mentioning to the huge legion.But they are everything in each other's world.

How did the Chinese leader know?Is it really God?But if the Chinese leader is a god, how could he be caught by them?Should I report to Commander Soran?But that man knows his wife's name, what if he can control her personal safety?Lu Shiwuyi couldn't think about it for a while, knelt weakly in the grove, looked up at the stars in the sky, he didn't dare to look more.After digging in the mud of the pool for a long time, I finally caught a big fat frog.

Lu Shiwu caught the frog and cleaned it silently, then roasted it thoroughly on the fire.The other samurai had thought he was going to give them extra food.Unexpectedly, Lu Shiwu tore off the biggest leg and stuffed it into Fang Zheng's mouth.Fang Zheng ate it in two mouthfuls and was still not satisfied. He frowned and looked at the remaining frogs, and glanced at him provocatively.Lu Shiwu had no choice but to give Fang Zheng the rest.The other warriors were dissatisfied and teased: "What are you doing?? Didn't you see it, Lu Shiwu?? So you are this kind of person?? Tsk tsk, it's a way to please the Chinese leader. Who knows if the king will Reuse him."

Lu Shiwu endured the questioning and ridicule from his companions, and after feeding Fang Zheng in silence, he said in a low voice, "Commander Suo Lan said that he cannot die." Then he closed his eyes and rested, and stopped talking to them.

Without mentioning the doubts of the other warriors, they muttered for a while unconvinced, but it was no longer interesting, and they each kept watch.Besides, after Fang Zheng said the name of the warrior's wife, he was so happy that he actually saw the second line of "Kan Gua" floating in the air with a golden light in his sight.A new wisp of white mist rose in the long Yang Yao.There is a raft in the white mist, crossing the turbulent river. On the raft are Lu Shiwu, Suo Lan and... Fang Zheng himself.

It's no longer a detail of the "past", it didn't happen.But judging from their marching distance, this is likely to be the scene of crossing the river tomorrow.Suo Lan will definitely personally escort Fang Zheng.And Lu Shiwu must find a reason to be alone with the commander, and report the incredible situation that Fang Zheng broke his wife's name tonight.

Fang Zheng thought to himself, could this be the power of "revelation"?As long as I act in the correct direction of Yao Ci... it will tell me something that will happen next?Is this trick originally used like this?Fang Zheng muttered in his heart, people who don't know anything about "Yi" can't figure it out at all.I made a mistake and did the right thing.

Although "enlightenment" is currently giving him some very small and detailed pictures, and he can't choose by himself, but thinking carefully, it is a terrifying ability.

Fang Zheng instantly thought of many mysterious and weird legends, such as the "Tui Bei Tu" by Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang in the Tang Dynasty who leaked the secrets of the heavens. , saying that "the secret of heaven cannot be revealed", so the prophecy is called "Tui Bei Tu".Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng were both Taoists. The ancestor of the Taoists was Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu was a Zhou scribe.Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng's divination calculations are also closely related to the numbers in "Yi".

Before, Fang Zheng had a proficiency period in order to fully master each move, which required repeated practice.From this point of view, the "enlightenment" Bai Wu, who takes one step at a time and sees one step at a time, is probably the most superficial entry-level for this seventh trick.Only in this way, one can see the vitals of a person, and the things of Fuxi's ancestors are really terrible.Use it well, play tricks on people, easy to catch.

If you keep practicing, to what extent will you reach one day?Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng deduced the 2000-year fortune map from Tang to later generations, and there are still many unsolved mysteries.Did they see the distant future?What realm will the power of this move of my own reach, and how far can I see?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't control his thirst and hunger again, and almost fainted.He felt that in addition to his body being extremely tired, his brain was too tired to move as if it had been overused.Before sinking into the darkness, Fang Zheng thought to himself, just be tired if you are tired. Fortunately, before passing out today, there is finally a little more hope.Being hijacked away from home should never have happened.Now he is suffering so much, tortured by wounds, pain, hunger and internal strength...

It's all a well-earned lesson.

Difficult rehabilitation.