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Chapter 37: Du's Legacy


After a few kills, Boss Ce poked a hole about the size of a matchbox on the back of the broken plaque.

As expected, there were two pages of letter paper folded into tofu blocks hidden in the plaque, one of which was filled with words. , seems to be Du Wenxiu's suicide note, and there is a sketch of a line drawing on another page.

The handwriting content is as follows: I thought my letter to the King of Heaven had not yet been sent, but I heard the sad news of the death of the King of Heaven.

Looking at the world now, the death of the King of Heaven is the calamity of the King of Righteousness.

The King of England has passed away, the beginning has been restored, and the clouds have changed.

Who in the world can be a confidant?

When the king of heaven dies, the fate of the country will be exhausted, which is the number of the country's energy.

King Yao, if the spark goes out, it will be a misfortune for the people.

Same people but different people.

Then my heart is broken, which is why I feel so sad.

If you have no ambition, you will have no interest in living.

How can a man live in this world for the sake of fame and fortune?

So he sent a dead man to hide the treasure given to me by the king of heaven in the sky.

If future generations can understand my ambition, they will understand my sorrow and understand me.

I want to break the plaque to get the picture.

I raise my troops when I can, vowing to revolutionize the Qing Dynasty and save the people from the fire, so as to carry forward the legacy of the King of Heaven and finish my unfulfilled legacy.

It probably means: Before the letter I wrote to the Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan was sent, I received the news of the Heavenly King’s death.

I was really “surprised, lamented, sad and sad”.

Look at the world.

The king of heaven died, King Yi Shi Dakai was also in trouble, King Chen Yucheng of England died young, Ma came back, Ma Yunfeng and Ma Rulong rebelled, who else in the world is my confidant?

When the King of Heaven dies, the fate of the country is at an end.

This is the destiny of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

If all the kings who can fight die, the fire of the uprising has been extinguished, which is the misfortune of the people.

And all the revolutionary comrades have rebelled, and my spirit of uprising has also disappeared.

There is no more.

This is the tragedy of my own life.

Even the spirit of rebellion is gone, and there is nothing to think about in life.

A man living in this world cannot live happily for high-ranking officials and generous salaries, so he sent a death squad to move the treasure that the king sent me to Diancang Mountain.

If future generations have the same ambitions as me, understand my sorrow, understand my thoughts, and find the treasure map, they should use these treasures to recruit troops and horses to continue the rebellion, determined to overthrow the rule of Japan, save all people from fire and water, and This inheritance of the unfinished business of the King of Heaven can be regarded as completing the remaining mission for me.

"It seems that this guy never forgot about the rebellion until his death."

Looking at this so-called suicide note, Zhang Yicheng also smiled helplessly.

According to what the letter said, Du Wenxiu defected to the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

It seems that Jing did not just hug together to keep warm as Tong Guohu said, but he foolishly regarded Hong Xiuquan as a revolutionary comrade.

It seems that this guy really didn't know that Hong Xiuquan used gold to make a urinal until his death.

"Well, my guess is right," Zhou Yunran stared at Zhang Yicheng with a smile and said proudly.

"Of course, I, uh, Sajia must admit that you are so smart to tell the truth at this moment.

Zhang Yicheng has to really admire Zhou Yunran's powers of observation.

Even Tong Guohu himself didn't notice such a subtle mystery, so much so that it cost him a lot of money.

I have spent more than ten years looking for the so-called treasure, and now I am suddenly captured by this little girl in five minutes.

Done, if Tong Guohu wakes up and finds out about this, he will probably be ill for the rest of his life even if he doesn't die on the spot.

"I understand."

Next to the coffee table, Boss Dong had been studying the treasure map intently, and then suddenly said: He slapped his thigh and said, "Why is Du Wenxiu's treasure-hiding route so weird?

I'm so confused."

"What do you understand?

Why are you confused?"

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Zhang Yicheng also approached Boss Dong and saw that all the reference objects on this so-called treasure map were nothing more than some towers, trees, stones, small monuments, etc., and there were no place names.

There is no scale, no text description, and there is no map.

Anyway, with my own identification ability, I can't find the place with this kind of treasure map.

"This is a shortcut that is much closer than the distance your father and others take," according to Boss Dong.

The route that Qin Ge was given to enter the mountain was based on the traditional hiking route.

The more than 20 kilometers of mountain road from the ancient city of Dali to the mountain village is actually a hiking route often taken by outdoor enthusiasts.

It is exactly half a day's journey.

You can then resupply in the mountain village and return on the same day.

However, the route into the mountain marked on the ancient map leads directly from the ancient city to the destination.

Although there is no supply place on the way, it is much closer than going around the mountain village first and then entering the mountain.

"To be honest, I don't know the road marked on the map because no one has ever walked this way before.

If this road really exists, it will be at least a day's journey closer to the destination than your father's route."

"One day" Zhang Yicheng perked up after hearing this, "So, if we leave early tomorrow morning, we can arrive at our destination almost at the same time as my dad."

"Let's go."

Boss Dong was stunned, "What are you going to do?"

"Looking for my dad," Zhang Yicheng said, "I'm just here to find my dad."

"Oh" Boss Dong nodded, with a happy expression on his face.

It seems that I have also thought about the addiction to Raiders of the Lost Ark.

"In that case, how about I take you to Dian Cang Mountain?

I have climbed it several times.

I think we should be able to find the place marked in this picture."

Okay."

Zhang Yicheng was eager to go into the mountains with such a treasure map covered by Zhang Yunshan's mist, and he would have to die in the mountains.

"Yicheng me."

Zhang Yicheng was having a lively chat with Boss Dong, and Zhou Yunran seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, "Can I go?"

"Ah you."

Zhang Yicheng was stunned for a moment, "Of course, just wait for me here, we will be back soon."

"Yicheng me" Zhou Yunran pursed her lips, as if trying not to cry, "I just want to" "Of course.

Listen to me, mountain climbing is not a fun thing."

Zhang Yicheng pulled Zhou Yunran aside, "Especially in this kind of wild mountain, there is no road, it is not worth the effort, and there may be dangers."

"I really want to go with you in Yicheng," Zhou Yunran pursed her lips, her voice as low as a mosquito, "I'm not afraid of tiredness, I'm not afraid of danger, I'm not afraid of anything."

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

Zhang Yicheng also helplessly remembered that when he went to inspect the house in Fukang Yuan, Zhou Yunran seemed to be quite afraid of ghosts this time, so he wanted to talk about ghosts and ghosts, "That boy boy is like that.

Have you forgotten?"

"I'm not afraid."

Zhou Yunran seemed determined to follow.

"Sigh, of course, be obedient."

Zhang Yicheng frowned, "Your mother is no longer here.

What if something happens to you again?

How can I explain to your cousin?"

"Okay, okay."

Zhou Yunran looked aggrieved and nodded reluctantly.

A stream of tears rolled around in her eyes, which was really heartbreaking.

"Just take her with you."

Boss Am on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

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"It's so old that there are no ghosts.

Why do you still use that thing to scare other girls?"

"Hey" Zhang Yicheng never expected that this embarrassing boss could speak for Zhou Yunran, "Boss Dong, what if there is any danger?"

"What's the danger?

What's the danger?

It's not like climbing Mount Everest.

What's the danger in climbing Po Cang Mountain?"

Boss Dong walked up to Zhou Yunran and looked up and down Zhou Yunran's body.

"Sister, can you swim?"

"Yes."

Zhou Yunran stared at Boss Dong, her eyes full of gratitude, pursed her lips and nodded.

"Can you swim down 200 meters?"

Boss Dong continued to ask.

"Yes."

Zhou Yunran continued to nod, "I can swim five hundred meters."

"No problem" Boss Dong said decisively, "Pack your things and leave with us tomorrow morning."

"Yeah" Zhou Yunran burst into tears and smiled, "Thank you, Brother Dong" "Xiao Zhang, I made the decision on this matter.

The girl helped you find this thing, but you still didn't let me play with it.

Is there anyone like you who can do this?"

Boss Dong waved the treasure map in his hand.

"If you don't want to take her, then go by yourself."

"Take it with you" Zhang Yicheng was helpless, and then he thought about it too.

The plaque belonged to Boss Dong, and the letter inside was discovered by Zhou Yunran.

He had no credit from the beginning to the end, and naturally he had no power to decide who would go and who would not go.

"Brother Dong, do you still have to swim in the middle of the journey?"

"Swimming is the sport that most tests physical fitness and endurance," Boss Dong said.

"Being able to swim 200 meters is the physical strength required to swim two rounds in a 50-meter standard swimming pool.

It is the entry standard for hiking and mountaineering.

If you can swim 500 meters, it will definitely not be enough." question" "You can really swim 500 meters."

Zhang Yicheng also agrees with Boss Dong's statement that swimming is used to measure physical fitness, but he doesn't really believe that Zhou Yunran can really swim 500 meters.

With his own physical fitness, running ten kilometers is not a problem, but if he switches to swimming , I’m afraid I’ll be tired and vomit blood after swimming one kilometer.

Although this girl’s physical fitness seems to be much better than Liu Mengmeng’s, she can’t be half as good as her.

"If you don't believe it, I'll show you tomorrow."

Zhou Yunran looked unconvinced.

"Okay, okay, let's save some energy and climb the mountain."

Zhang Yicheng was too lazy to be serious about this matter, and simply placed Du Wenxiu's letter on the coffee table.

To be honest, from the moment I first saw this letter.

Zhang Yicheng felt that the flowing writing style between the lines seemed to have been seen somewhere before, "Why does it look so familiar?

I remember it clearly, wait for me here."

Staring at the letter on the coffee table, Zhang Yicheng slapped his thigh and stood.

He got up and ran back to the room.

Since the last time he came back from Cangzhou, the big bag containing the magic weapons has not been touched much, and Jiang Jun's exercise books full of radicals have been kept inside without taking them out.

Seeing Du Wenxiu's handwriting, Zhang Yicheng suddenly remembered that although the character written by Jiang Jun was incomplete, the outline of the strokes was very similar to Du Wenxiu's handwriting.

Taking out the exercise book that Jiang Jun had scribbled in the middle of the night from the big bag, Zhang Yicheng returned to the upstairs of the cafe and compared it with Du Wenxiu's handwriting.

Sure enough, at least based on Zhang Yicheng's understanding of calligraphy, the writing style of the two is Nothing different.

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"Isn't this written by my cousin?"

Zhou Yunran was naturally familiar with the exercise book Zhang Yicheng brought.

"Hehe, he is your cousin."

Zhang Yicheng chuckled, already guessing in his mind that if nothing else happens, that crazy Jiang Junba might be the reincarnation of Du Wenxiu.

"So and so is not my cousin."

Zhou Yunran looked curious.

"Could it be that what my cousin wrote is the content of this letter?"

"Boss Dong, do you have an envelope there?"

Zhang Yicheng had already planned a solution in his mind.

"Yes."

Boss Dong was stunned, "Just wait, can I get you an ordinary envelope?"

"The bigger, the better."

Zhang Yicheng waved the exercise book in his hand, "It's best to fit this exercise book."

Outside the inn, at the crossroads.

After a burst of thick smoke, the exercise book that Jiang Jun had scrawled on was placed in four or five large vellum envelopes and burned to ashes.

According to Zhang Yicheng's idea, it was on Du Wenxiu's suicide note.

It seems that the letter to Hong Xiuquan has been written, but the news of Hong's death was received before it was sent.

If this is the case, then Park Wenxiu seems to have something important to say to Hong Xiuquan, but ultimately failed to do so.

If This is really the cause of Jiang Jun's "Yesterday Syndrome", so burning the letter to "King Hong Tian" can resolve his grievances.

Theoretically speaking, the steps are no different from the traditional paper burning custom of Qingming Festival.

"Of course, call your cousin later and let him sleep peacefully.

If you still get up to write, I will cut off my own meridians."

Looking at the small whirlwind blowing at the burning site, Zhang Yicheng knew that he was done.

The so-called resentment is the turbid and yin energy turned into the unfulfilled wishes of the deceased during his lifetime.

The greater the resentment, the heavier the yin energy of the soul will be.

Therefore, it cannot achieve a balance between yin and yang with the fragile yang energy of the newborn, and it will not be reincarnated.

In the traditional sense, salvation is mostly done through deception to deceive the soul in order to fulfill the deceased's last wish and reduce resentment.

However, not all last wishes can be fulfilled through forgery, such as our Wenxiu's last wish.

Based on the content of the suicide note, Du Wenxiu's wish was to overthrow the Qing Dynasty.

This epic wish is completely different from the ordinary people's wish of "having a wife and a baby on the hot bed".

It is definitely not about burning some paper money and pricking a few straws.

Problems that can be solved by humans.

According to Zhang Yicheng's analysis, not only was Du Wenxiu's ambitions unfulfilled during his lifetime, but he also died after taking poison and then being beheaded.

His death was miserable and accompanied by the color of suicide.

If such overwhelming resentments were allowed to be resolved under natural conditions, it would not last ten thousand years.

It will take eight thousand years.

It is still unknown whether human society will still exist by then, which is basically equivalent to being barred from reincarnation for eternity.

The reason why he was reincarnated into the male vixen Jiang Jun so quickly is probably because later generations of Mr.

Sun Yat-sen led the Xinhai Pingming to overthrow the Manchu rule.

The wish was fulfilled for this person in disguise.

According to the theory of Taoism, no matter how serious the soul's resentment is, even if it has become evil, if the great wish is suddenly fulfilled, its resentment can be resolved in an instant and transcended.

Theoretically, he was reincarnated immediately at extremely fast speeds.

Although similar cases are not common, they have been numerous throughout the ages.

It seems that Tong Guohu has indeed misunderstood his ancestor.

The Zhiqi rebels did not just want to be the emperor, but really wanted to overthrow the decadent imperial court, establish a new order, and save the people from misery.

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And if this wish comes true, who will become the emperor?

It doesn't matter anymore.

The fact that his soul was successfully reincarnated into the male vixen Jiang Jun is a good proof: