Chapter 1068: For a lifetime
In this painting, there are several dots of different colors, and lines of the same color crisscrossing the paper. It looks messy, but if people look closely, you can find some rules.
It doesn"t seem to be as messy as he imagined, but what does this mean?
The young man smiled and said: "The master said that the dots are the stars in the sky."
"What about this line?" Hu Feng asked.
The young man glanced at it and said: "The master said that it is the trajectory of the stars, but I don"t quite understand it. Aren"t the stars always there in the sky? Where did the trajectory come from?"
If he doesn"t understand it, then who can understand what Bai Zhi said?
He felt more and more that this physicist must know something, but unfortunately, he can"t find him now.
"Do you know what your master paints these for?" he asked.
The young man shook his head, but suddenly, he remembered what the master said once when he was drunk. Didn"t the master say he will find the way home?
The master seems to be looking for his way home, but should he say this to the young man in front of him?
Seeing that the young man had lowered his head to look at the painting again, he simply shut his mouth.
After all, this was said by the master when he was drunk. He didn"t say it face to face, so it would be better for him not to say it.
Hu Feng searched the house for a long time but found nothing. The books in the study were all ancient astronomical books that he could not understand. He didn"t find a clue even after a long time.
Before Hu Feng left, the young man took the booklet: "Young Master, please leave your name and address, as well as any questions you want to ask the master. The master will give you a reply when he returns."
After opening the booklet, he found that there were quite a few people who came to leave a message, but most of them were insignificant questions, such as asking the physicist if he had seen the Bodhisattva appear during stargazing at night… …
Or whether it can predict clouds and rain… …
There was no reply to these questions.
If you want to get a reply from the physicist, you naturally have to write some words that can interest him.
After thinking about it, he finally picked up a pen and wrote: Dare to ask the physicist, what is time and s.p.a.ce? Can people travel in time and s.p.a.ce?
The young man was dumbfounded at the handsome and extraordinary handwriting, but what was this question? It was even more bizarre than seeing the Bodhisattva.
However, he only dared to complain in his stomach and dared not show it.
Then he was glad that he didn"t show it because the young man wrote his name and address.
Chu Yan, the palace of Prince Jin.
It turned out that he was the G.o.d of war who had risen from the dead, the future emperor of Chu.
The young man excitedly looked at Chu Yan"s back as he strode away, and thought to himself that he had met the future emperor here, and he served in this building like a bull for a lifetime.
If the master knew that Prince Jin had come to look for him, he would be very happy!
It was just, why was Prince Jin so strange? What kind of problem did he write about?
After getting down from w.a.n.gyun Slope, Hu Feng was a little dazed and anxious.
What should he do? If he can"t find the physicist, who should he look to find an answer? How will he help Bai Zhi?
He beat his head, why can"t this head think of a solution?
When he returned to the capital, it was already late. He stood outside the Dongfang Mansion for a while, but he didn"t knock on the door. What will he say when he sees her?
When he turned around, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.
The man stood in the corner, and although he deliberately hid, he still couldn"t escape his eyes.
After practicing martial arts for so many years, if he can"t even spot such an obvious figure, wouldn"t his hard work be in vain?
He approached him with a faint smile on his face: "Want to have a drink?"
Meng Nan stepped out of the shadows with a sad smile: "Alright!"
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