The meaning of this poem is actually obvious. The Emperor's Tomb probably refers to the ancient tomb of Ming Yuzhen located outside the old city. As an emperor, he was already very poor. It has basically never been opened to the outside world, so the words "not seeing the sky" should mean this. As for the meaning of the second sentence, I don¡¯t know if my understanding is correct. Is it saying that virtues such as morality and loyalty and filial piety should be thrown aside, or that these virtues will always be with you. The third sentence is to express that they feel dark, so Cai needs someone to light the way out, and the fire is obviously a bit bigger, but considering that the White Lotus Sect did have the habit of worshiping fire in ancient times, this should be used to encourage A word of morale. The last sentence is the easiest, just like a person who has been humiliated before finally waits for a chance to break out and turn over after enduring it for many years. So even if I am a person with low literary attainments, I can easily understand this poem when I see it. But after understanding it, there is an additional worry. Because although the poem itself is relatively popular, it conveys a strong feeling that something big is about to happen. It makes me feel that some things may have been planned by this organization for a long time, and now that the time has come, something big will happen. Same. If being at Uncle Liang's house was just the beginning, I don't know how many difficulties there will be in the future. To be prudent, I put my phone under the base and took a photo. I planned to ask Situ or Tiesongzi to help me take a closer look to see if I was a bit over the top. Then I continued to check the surroundings. The previous reaction of the compass proved that there was spiritual movement here, so I had to find the source of the spiritual movement. Sure enough, when I noticed that the mark on the base was different, I bowed to Maitreya Buddha three times, then tilted the Buddha's body slightly upward, and then lowered my head to check the base. . Because every time I swung the compass nearby, there would be that fleeting movement. Sure enough, I saw a thin piece of paper underneath, so I stretched out my fingers to pull it out. When I got it in my hand, I discovered that it was a metal lotus flower piece, just like Uncle Liang. The one in the mouth is exactly the same. So it wasn't until this moment that I saw the metal lotus carefully and completely. It was indeed the same as the ghost's hand. This means that the lotus appearing here and in Uncle Liang's mouth means that the Maitreya Buddha here is somewhere. To a certain extent, it is restraining Uncle Liang's body, and this metal lotus is the link between the two. So I put the lotus away. Before I put it away, I checked the agility on it. Although it was not as strong as the one at Uncle Liang's house, the agility was exactly the same as the agility that accompanied the appearance of the ghost hand. also the same. I put away my things calmly and continued to search around. When I began to realize that there were no new clues to follow, I called Hu Zongren. What Hu Zongren found out on the other side of the town was similar to what I asked at the cigarette stall earlier. However, he found out where the White Lotus Sect people often ate during the days of the temple fair and where they planned to die now. Go to that restaurant and continue to see if you can find out more information. I also briefly explained my situation to Hu Zongren, and then told him that I had heard from the old man at the cigarette stall that because there were no inns or hotels here, those people lived in an empty house near the temple at that time. I took a break here for a few days, so if I'm lucky, I can still go there and look for anything to see if there's anything left. So Hu Zongren said that he would have to make Sister Liang wait a little longer. It was already getting late, and he was afraid that if she couldn't wait for him to leave or enter the room, new trouble would arise, which would be difficult to deal with. . After hanging up the phone, I walked out of the temple gate. Several old ladies nearby were still sitting there, so I thought to myself that these old ladies spent time here on weekdays. During the temple fair, they would definitely not miss such an opportunity to make money for themselves. So I went up and asked where the masters lived during the temple fair a while ago. The aunts told me very enthusiastically that they should go back to the road I just walked on, and then follow it for less than 50 meters. Those old houses had been empty for a long time, and there were no door locks. They were where I lived temporarily at that time. It was people from the neighborhood committee who came to help. I looked up at the path I took here just now. It was the path next to the wall, and I could see the riverside. So after thanking several aunties, I started walking towards there. This section of the city wall looks a bit older, and there are still many small holes cut in the wall by trackers in the early years to tie cables. There were only a few houses living along this section, and they were quite far apart, so I passed by a few houses that looked a little cleaner. The locks on the doors were new, so I concluded that these houses The house is probably where the masters lived temporarily. In an old city like this, if there is a camera, it must beIt's a luxurious equipment, so I don't have to worry about it at all, otherwise I would be charged with breaking into a house. I walked back and forth in front of the house for a while and smoked a cigarette. There were only a few people there, so I quickly found the opportunity and walked to the house. Although I'm not very good at picking locks, I'm pretty good at breaking things. The lock on the opening and closing door is quite strong, but the door catch is very fragile, so I grabbed both sides of the door and found the right moment to slam it. When I pulled it open, the lock was still a lock, it was the lock plate nailed on the door, and I pulled it open at once. I ducked into the house and slowly closed the door. The whole process was very short. I guess even if someone nearby heard the noise, I would have already closed the door before they could come out to see what was going on. After closing the door, the room was dark. I tried to find the light switch but soon found that the power was out. It must have been unoccupied for a long time, and the owner of the household had already turned on the electric switch. I had to use my phone's light and a lighter for lighting. The house has obviously been empty for a long time. In addition to the smell of being unoccupied for a long time, there is also the smell of moldy wood and other things in the air. The layout is similar to Uncle Liang's house, both are quite narrow old houses, but this house has more wood, probably because it is in the north of the city and is close to the river. I groped my way to the small room opposite, opened the window, and let the light shine in. With the light, I opened the window of another room next to it, and then I stood by the window and looked outside. The terrain in the north of the city is slightly higher than the road we took when we entered the city, so in my opinion, the location of Uncle Liang¡¯s house is downhill. And I looked at it from a distance, and I was surprised to find that this window could directly see the vicinity of Uncle Liang's house. From the corner of the road, I could even see the roof of Uncle Liang's house and the window behind the hut. The door was the door I asked Hu Zongren to open in a hurry when I was caught by ghost hands. It seems that the choice of this place is not a coincidence, because living here, you can see the movement on the street very clearly from the window, and you can even detect if someone is approaching from a distance. If someone sneaks into Liang secretly, As for the uncle's house, this place happens to be an excellent observation point. I used a camera to take pictures from my angle to increase the convincingness of my speculation. Then I began to observe what was going on in the room. My guess was not wrong, this was indeed the place where those masters lived temporarily, because there are still many footprints of people coming and going at that time on the ground. And some instant noodle boxes where even the soup in the bowl has not completely evaporated. All this shows that this place was lived in not long ago, and more than one person lived there. On the kitchen stove, there are red wax oil on the white mosaic tiles, and two candles glued to them. This shows that the people who come here have paid respect to the Kitchen God after entering the house, so they must be those masters, because they know the rules. There were signs of something being burned in the corner on the right side of the door. When I walked in and took a look, it was easy to tell from the black paper ashes that they were burning money paper, and it was the kind of long paper that worshiped gods. There was a portrait on the wall. Only the two lower corners of the portrait were glued, while the upper two corners hung down because there was no point of contact, so that I couldn¡¯t see who was in the portrait. When I walked over and turned over the portrait to look at it, I discovered that it was Chairman Mao's portrait. The mark on the wall is clear, and there are sharp-edged nail holes in the upper corners of the painting, which shows that the painting was put down deliberately and very recently. Considering that generally speaking, no one should be around when burning incense and worshiping Buddha, especially great men like Chairman Mao. This will generally have a deterrent effect on the surrounding supernatural beings and even gods, which is why they deliberately put it down. The foyer was empty, except for these few things. Walking into the two bedrooms, based on the dust marks on the floor and the areas where footprints were concentrated, I could tell that at least four people lived here. This was assuming that none of the four people slept in a separate place. One of them likes to eat instant noodles because he has piled up a lot of instant noodle boxes. The person who lives in the same room with him cut his nails on one of the days he lived here. From the analysis of the nails on the ground, there are Fingernails also have toenails. People in our industry have a rule. We must cut our nails frequently, because dirt is easy to accumulate in the gaps between our nails. We will inevitably come into contact with ghosts in our work. If we bring some ghosts with us, It's not fun if something comes back. So based on this, I think this person is most likely the person who has to do something that day, that is, the person who sneaked into Uncle Liang's house.