A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot

Chapter 572 If there are immortals... Immortal?

Looking at the pattern made of metal strips, Tang Yu's cloudy eyes seemed to burst out with brilliance, and became much brighter.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the pattern above, his lips trembling slightly, his mouth was vague, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Suddenly, he picked up the fish basket on his lap, looked down, and at the same time pressed his finger to the position of the fisherman's feet on the pattern, and gently stroked it.

Tang Entai looked along his fingers, but was suddenly taken aback.

I saw a fish basket at the foot of the fishing man.

And the shape of that fish basket was exactly the same as the one in Tang Yu's arms!

The same ears, wide feet, round belly, and the same open mouth.

Most importantly, a statue of Guanyin can be vaguely seen on the fish basket in the pattern, and the gesture is exactly the same as the statue of Guanyin on this fish basket.

how so?

Tang Entai was dumbfounded.

This fish basket was obviously brought by him, and he had never seen this picture before.

But in this picture, how could there be a fish basket exactly like the one he brought?

Could it be that what Grandpa has been looking for is actually the fish basket in this picture?

Although he knew that his great-grandfather had been looking for this kind of fish basket with the image of Guanyin, he was also looking for this kind of fish basket on purpose, in order to please his great-grandfather.

But he didn't expect that he found a fish basket exactly like the one in the picture.

Is it a coincidence?

For a moment, he felt a little numb in his head, and he didn't quite understand what was going on.

Tang Yu caressed the fish basket on the pattern and looked at the fish basket in his hand with complicated eyes.

"Artest..."

He suddenly asked in a low voice, "Do you know what this is?"

When Tang Entai heard him calling himself, he quickly replied: "I don't know, it looks like some handicraft, grandpa, what is this?"

"This is…"

Tang Yu wanted to explain, but he opened his mouth, but didn't continue.

"What?"

Tang Entai thought he didn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

"well…"

Tang Yu sighed before explaining: "This is a family heirloom handed down from our ancestors, and it is also evidence that our ancestors met immortals."

"ah?"

Tang Entai was stunned: "Meeting a fairy? Isn't that a story?"

"I thought it was a story before, but it's not."

Tang Yu shook his head, and explained with a complicated expression: "You should know that I rebuilt the family tree before, traced the roots, and found out that the ancestor of our family was Taishan, a bamboo weaving master during the Warring States Period.

This is not nonsense, but has conclusive evidence, and this copper slip is the most direct evidence. "

As he said that, he picked up a flannel cloth, wiped the copper slip lightly, and said, "I got this from the previous head of our family when I found the blood relatives of the head of our family.

This is the symbol of our family's successive patriarchs, which has been passed down from more than two thousand years ago to the present. "

"Two thousand years?"

Tang Entai looked at Tong Jian in shock.

It never occurred to him that these metal bars, which looked ordinary, were actually old antiques handed down from more than 2,000 years ago.

"More than two thousand years, that must be the Warring States period?"

Tang Entai asked suspiciously: "Is this handed down by Master Taishan?"

"right."

Tang Yu nodded: "This is a copper slip that Master Taishan personally asked Ou Yezi, a famous swordsmith, to forge before his death.

The above painting is the scene when Master Taishan met the immortal. "

"..."

Tang Entai didn't know how to answer when he mentioned the matter of meeting the immortal again.

But anyone who has gone to school knows that gods and ghosts are just fictional images created by the ancients to explain natural phenomena.

But listening to Tang Yu's words, he seems to have believed in the story of Master Taishan's encounter with a fairy?

Tang Yu didn't notice Tang Entai's silence, and still said to himself: "It is recorded in ancient books that Master Taishan was just the son of an ordinary bamboo craftsman. Later, when he went to the mountains to cut bamboo, he met a fairy by chance and taught him the technique of bamboo weaving. Become a generation of masters.

When people in later generations saw this record, they thought it was a rhetorical device and a fictional story.

But there is also a family tree handed down along with this set of copper slips, and there is a short article in the family tree, which tells the story of this incident in detail.

The short article is the dictation of Master Taishan before his death. He told the posterity about the appearance of the immortal he met back then.

A lot of information is mentioned in the short article, such as short hair, fishing rod, reel, fish basket, and a box that can release silent thunder and ecstasy.

Master Taishan himself was deprived of a trace of his soul by the immortal and sealed in a box, this is what he saw with his own eyes..."

Listening to Tang Yu's narration, Tang Entai didn't pay attention at first.

But when he heard the description of the immortal appearance, the image of a modern fisherman appeared in his mind.

People at that time had long hair, and before Buddhism was introduced, no one cut their hair short.

A fishing rod with a reel doesn't sound like a product of that era, does it?

Especially the box that releases the silent thunder light, doesn't it sound like a camera or a mobile phone?

After realizing this, he couldn't help asking: "Master Taishan was photographed, right?"

"You think it's a camera too?"

Tang Yu looked up at him, and then said seriously: "Patriarchs of all generations have doubts about the authenticity of this matter. It was not until the camera appeared in the last century that the patriarch was convinced of the authenticity of this matter."

"It's not necessarily true, is it?"

Tang Entai was a little hesitant: "Many liars will use tricks and magic tricks to cheat, which is not unusual."

"How do you explain the bamboo weaving technique?"

Tang Yu shook his head: "The problem is that the immortal didn't deceive Master Taishan at all, and even taught him a set of bamboo weaving techniques.

In addition, Master Taishan also mentioned that after he met the immortal, the immortal promised him to teach him bamboo weaving skills the next day, but he waited for a full year before seeing the immortal again.

But the immortal told him that he just went back to the house to pick up some items, but when he came out, a year had passed.

This shows that where the immortal is, the flow of time is different from reality. "

Listening to his analysis, Tang Entai felt his scalp itching, as if he was going to grow his brain.

"Grandpa, then do you think there are really immortals in this world?"

He tentatively asked.

"I don't believe in gods."

Tang Yu shook his head.

"Oh, all right…"

Tang Entai heaved a sigh of relief.

But Tang Yu added: "However, I believe there are aliens in this world."

"..."

Tang Entai was silent.

How come the aliens are pulled out?

Is this writing science fiction?

Tang Yu's face flushed a little, and his breathing was a little heavy: "Throughout the ages, there are many people who say that they met immortals or taught them in their dreams, but there is no conclusive evidence.

However, Master Taishan met an immortal. This is recorded in exact words and objects. This is definitely not a coincidence!

If there are immortals...if there are immortals...longevity? "

Perhaps because he was too excited, he held on to the armrest and suddenly couldn't help coughing.

Seeing him coughing, Tang Entai hurried forward and patted his back.

Feeling the coughing shock coming from his back, Tang Entai understood a little bit.

No wonder my great-grandfather kept talking about Xianyuan, it turned out that it was because he didn't want to die.

After coughing for a long while, Tang Yu finally recovered his breath.

He breathed a sigh of relief before he asked, "Which master made this bamboo basket?"

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