Chapter 512: Congenital gossip (fourth more)

After everyone listened and was stunned, the pony asked: "So, even if you find blood scales, what?"
"My Maoshan has a spell, you can find the Lord by body, as long as you find the blood scale, I have the means to measure the location of the evil spirit." Ye Shaoyang said.
Ye Xiaomeng slowly nodded and said with joy: "I seem to have finally seen a little bit of things."
Ye Shaoyang shrugged and sighed: "This is just the beginning."
Next, Ye Shaoyang asked Ye Xiaomeng to call Ye Bo and asked him how he was. Ye Xiaomeng made a phone call, said a few words, hung up the phone, and said to Ye Shaoyang: "My dad said that he is fine, he is coming to you. ""
"Looking for me? What else?"
"He said that he would take you to visit the stone statues found on the top of the mountain."
Ye Shaoyang has a glimpse. In the past two days, there have been too many things. I have forgotten this. This stone statue is very likely to be Ye Fashan. I have to see it anyway. Now said: "You don't know the place, you take me there."
Ye Xiaomeng shook his head. "My dad insists on taking you there."
Ye Shaoyang’s heart is wondering, is there any secret about the stone statue?
At the moment, under the leadership of Ye Xiaomeng, head toward Niutou Mountain. Jiang Jianhua and Wang Qingfeng were curious about this incident and went with them.
Twenty minutes later, this pedestrian climbed to the highest point of Niutou Mountain. There is a courtyard at the top of the mountain. It is the place where Yejia Temple is located. However, compared to the grandeur of the Wangjia Temple, this building is very ordinary, from the outside. More like an ordinary courtyard.
When I explored the formation of the night, Ye Shaoyang once walked through here. At that time, it was dark. I did not see the words "Yejiayutang" written on the threshold. I thought it was the courtyard of ordinary people. I didn't care. .
Waiting for a while outside the hall, Ye Bo climbed up with the support of two young men.
When Ye Xiaomeng saw him, he ran over and asked for help.
"Checked, the knife hurts on the side, not deep, does not get in the way." Ye Bo waved his hand, came outside the hall, and greeted everyone, nodded to Ye Shaoyang, the rate advanced.
Followed by everyone, they walked into the two yards and came to the main hall of the temple. The furnishings were quite simple, with only some ancestors. On the wall behind the tablet, there is also a portrait of a distant ancestor. It is an old man dressed as a Taoist priest.
There is a ebony plaque hanging above, with a line of words written on it: Yin Qing Guang Lu Dafu Hong Yuqing Yue Guo Gong Jing Long Guan main leaf Fa Shan Tian Shi Ling.
The person on the portrait is Ye Fashan!
"Where does this portrait come from?" asked Ye Shaoyang.
Ye Bo was a little embarrassed. Before he spoke, Ye Xiaomeng said: "This is the portrait of Ye Fashan that my father asked me to find online. Is it wrong to find it?"
Ye Shaoyang shrugged. "I don't know. I have never seen Ye Fashan. I see ancient figure paintings. Only the difference between fat and thin beard and long beard has no beard. The rest are the same."
Although the portrait is not necessarily a real person, but the name is right, Ye Shaoyang fell in front of Ye Fashan's portrait, solemnly performed the ceremony of the second and sixth worship, then Shangxiang, after standing up, under the leadership of Ye Bo, from the left The partial hall turned and walked into a small room and opened several windows. Ye Shaoyang saw this and there was only one stone statue in the room.
The stone statue was also a man wearing a soap hat and a robe. He stood up and held a book in his hand and spread it out to look down.
This is the stone statue in the Qingtian view, the legendary Tianshi Ye Fashan!
Ye Shaoyang walked over and gently stroked the stone statue and found that it was a hard rock like granite. The particles were relatively large and the texture was rough. It was like the pixel was too low, which caused the appearance to see only the outline, and the eyebrows could not see anything. clear.
But the book in his hand is pure and flawless, and there is a touch of redness in the snow and white, which is a kind of precious jade.
Ye Shaoyang carefully inspected the gap between the book and the finger and nodded: "This book is separate from the stone image, that is, the book can be taken down."
Ye Bo said in the previous step: "We have already discovered this, and we tried to take the book down, but it did not succeed. We don't understand the truth, we are afraid of breaking it, so we didn't use any measures, so I will bring you here today. See if you have any way to take it down."
Ye Shaoyang said: "Fortunately, no measures have been used. If this is a hard thing, it will definitely be broken. If you look at it, there must be something like that."
Ye Bodao: "We also think so. After moving the stone statue, I checked it up and down. There is no such thing as a mechanism. There is absolutely no such thing."
Although Ye Shaoyang believed in his words, he personally touched the stone statue once and did not have anything. So I held my chin and frowned and thought:
The stone statue is in the hands of the book, and the texture is different, the description can definitely be removed, but there is no mechanism...
His gaze repeatedly looked at the stone statue from top to bottom. Suddenly, he found an easily overlooked detail: in the belly of the stone statue, a belt was engraved, and the robes underneath tightened and many folds appeared.
Ye Shaoyang repeatedly observed the midpoints of these folds and belts. Finally, I found the eyebrows. I took out the yin and yang discs from the backpack. According to the position of the folds, I continually fiddled with the astrolabe. After stopping, I read it again and smiled. "I understand. It!"
Stretching his hand and measuring the folds of the clothes above and below the belt, he said: "You see this position, what's the problem?"
The crowd observed for a while, and the pony first said: "There is no problem, that is, the folds are a little more. Isn't the belt a reflection of this effect? ​​It means that the carving is vivid."
Ye Shaoyang smiled and asked Ye Xiaomeng: "What do you think?"
Ye Xiaomeng repeatedly watched for a while, sucking the air: "I think that these folds are a bit like a gossip pattern, there are long and short lines, and there are broken lines... In fact, I have thought about this. However, after the calculation, I found out that it is not the same. It may be that I think more."
Ye Shaoyang shook his head and said: "You don't think much, just don't know enough. This doesn't blame you. The gossip is the Zhou Wenwang. It has the congenital and acquired points. It is called the innate 16-year-old. There are too many open-air machines, and the congenital gossip is recovered. Only the day after tomorrow is left in the world, that is, the gossip we use now."
He reached out to the "pleats" on the stone statue. "These are actually congenital gossips, the same as the roots of the day after tomorrow, so you look at the deja vu, but they can't make a result."
Ye Xiaomeng was shocked to say nothing, "Congenital gossip, this won't!" Looking at the stone statue with a dull look, suddenly thought of something: "Even if it is really congenital gossip, isn't it already lost? You are How do you recognize it?"
Ye Shaoyang spread his hand. "It's very simple. I have seen it in the book."
(Four more has been completed, tomorrow into the big plot: Shaoyang brothers created a local government to save the father)