"In ancient China, there was no Hanyu Pinyin," Yuan Shucai said, holding the hexagram that Zhao Yu had given him again. "They all used the phonetic method, using two characters to record the sound of one character! The so-called Ghost Eight Diagrams is actually a lost phonetic method! "
"Oh?"
Zhao Yu's eyes lit up and he thought to himself, "Every profession has its own master. Although this Yuan Shucai was born as a farmer who didn't even go to primary school, through hard work, he has mastered so much knowledge. This kind of perseverance is inspiring, right?" Unfortunately, he did not use it in the right place.
"But, it is very different from the traditional phonetic method, and it has no practical meaning, so it has basically been lost!" Yuan Shucai pointed at a line of words on the paper and said, "Look here, the wind moves, the water is still, the braids are muddy, and they cannot be reasoned with. These four hexagram sentences are just to highlight the pronunciation, and the words do not represent any meaning. So, you have to break them down and analyze them one by one.
"Take the four words' the wind moves, the water is still, 'for example, if you break them down according to the phonetic principle, they will show a new meaning!"
"Then … what does it mean?" Zhao Yu asked eagerly.
"I don't know," the Taoist priest answered honestly. "The reason why the Ghost Eight Diagrams was lost was because it was too complicated. You need to find the annotation of an illustration to understand its meaning. The wind moves, the water is still … The wind moves, the water is still … "He repeated it a few times, then frowned and said," These four words, they are like numbers! The braids are muddy, tsk tsk … It gives me the feeling that it is a position or something like that! "
"After talking for so long, isn't it the same as not saying anything?" Zhao Yu shouted angrily. "Hurry up and tell me, where can I find the illustration of the Ghost Eight Diagrams?"
"Well …" The Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Usually it is passed down from generation to generation, and it is rarely seen in the market! I used to see it in a Taoist temple … "
"What Taoist temple?" Zhao Yu asked.
"It has been demolished!" The Taoist priest frowned and said, "This kind of thing has no cultural value, so we usually don't touch it!"
"Damn!" Zhao Yu felt disappointed. It seemed that after going around in circles, he would have to listen to his mother and visit his grandpa's junior in Lingyun City.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yu packed his things again and turned to leave.
"Then … the Gold Buddha …" The Taoist priest asked with hope.
"Alright, although you have committed many evil deeds, I, Zhao Yu, always keep my word. Later, I will bring you the information and photos of the Gold Buddha statues!" Zhao Yu nodded and said.
"Then … thank you … thank you …"
"But …" Zhao Yu had already walked to the door, so he added, "I will bring you the information on the Gold Buddha statues, but … I don't know if the prison guards will show it to you!"
"Ah? What? " The Taoist priest's eyes widened and his body trembled as he scolded, "You … you unscrupulous policeman, you don't keep your word …"
Hearing the Taoist priest curse, Zhao Yu had already walked out of the interrogation room and closed the heavy metal door.
Before he came, Zhao Yu had already learned a lot of information about the Taoist priest, Yuan Shucai. This guy could be said to have committed many crimes. Unexpectedly, besides murdering Huang Jing, Gege, Dong Peizhuo, Fu Jianxing and the others, he was also involved in many cases of serious injury or murder. His hands were stained with the blood of countless people, to the point that he was insane.
It was no wonder that, after he killed Dong Peizhuo with the iron pickaxe, he threw Dong Peizhuo's body into Qiu Cheng's coffin!
Facing the encirclement of so many criminal investigation detectives, he did not hesitate to detonate the bomb!
Maybe, the miserable experience eighteen years ago forced him into a dead end, but it was definitely not a reason for him to kill people.
So, for such a person, there was no morality to speak of. Not only Zhao Yu, but the entire Qinshan Police Force hated the evil Yuan Shucai to the core. They wished they could dig up his ancestral grave. Since seeing the Gold Buddha statues was his biggest wish before he died, how could the police officers let him have his wish come true?
Maybe, letting him die with his deep regret for the Gold Buddha statues would ease the hatred in everyone's hearts!
Thinking about this, Zhao Yu suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He was thinking, if Yuan Shucai died without seeing the Gold Buddha statues, would he turn into a ghost?
Sigh!
After returning to the police car outside the detention center, Zhao Yu let out a heavy sigh. He was thinking about one thing. After thinking about it for about six to seven minutes, he finally made a difficult decision. He took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Hello!" The blonde Zhou Yang's voice came from the other end of the phone, but Zhou Yang's voice was a little sneaky. "Bro Yu, why are you calling at this time? You scared me! "
"Zhou Yang!" Zhao Yu said to him with a heavy tone, "Forget it, you guys … stop it!"
"Mm … okay, mm?" Zhou Yang was suddenly shocked. He quickly lowered his voice and said, "Bro Yu, stop playing, okay? We're loading the truck right now. What do you mean by that? "
It turned out that Zhou Yang and the others had received Zhao Yu's order, and were moving things from a flower shop called Southern Flowers! The things they were moving were naturally the treasures that Li Xiusheng's family had hidden in the cellar!
Over the past few days, they had already arrested dozens of Li Xiusheng's relatives, friends, and brothers. They were all in the detention center and were being interrogated.
Now, Southern Flowers was an empty city. Zhao Yu knew the location of Li Xiusheng's hidden treasures, so he secretly sent the blonde and the others there to transport the goods!
In the cellar, almost all of Li Xiusheng's belongings were stored. According to Zhao Yu's conservative estimate, the total value of the cultural relics was at least tens of millions.
Originally, Zhao Yu was determined to get it, and he was confident that he would be able to take it all by himself! But, after he interrogated the Taoist priest, Yuan Shucai, he couldn't help but change his mind. So, he called Zhou Yang.
"Whatever I tell you to do, just do it. Don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Yu shouted angrily. "Now, put everything back. Don't leave a single item behind. After you're done, you can anonymously call the police and tell them the location of the cellar. Then, let the police handle this. Understand?"
"Yes!" Zhou Yang didn't dare disobey his order, but it was too sudden. He said reluctantly, "But … Bro, there are so many good things, it's really …"
"Zhou Yang, listen to me!" Zhao Yu said earnestly. "One day, you will understand that I am doing this for everyone! Listen to me, put them back! "
"Oh … Okay, okay! I will listen to you, bro! " Zhou Yang shouted at his brothers over the phone, asking them to put back all the cultural relics that they had in their hands!
"Sigh!" Hanging up the phone, Zhao Yu let out a long sigh of relief.
Greed!
It's really hard to resist human greed, right?
Zhao Yu pinched his forehead as he recalled the General Ridge incident.
They died of greed!
Yuan Shucai and Li Xiusheng were ultimately ruined by their own greed!
The two of them had taught him a vivid lesson with the cruel truth, but why couldn't he understand it?
Greed would appear in those inconspicuous moments. If he had successfully taken Li Xiusheng's belongings and taken over his priceless cultural relics, then it would be hard for Zhao Yu to turn back!
Maybe, a new devil would be born again! After a few years, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't become the next Li Xiusheng. Would he become a person who would do anything to pursue fame and wealth?
Because he thought of this, Zhao Yu stopped in time.
But, although he had defeated his greed and his inner demon, Zhao Yu still felt bad. After all, he had missed a great opportunity to make a meteoric rise. It was inevitable that he felt empty.
Just then, the phone rang. It was Li Beini calling.
"Bro, just now, the disciplinary inspection team came again," Li Beini said softly. "They brought Team Leader Miao to the meeting room for questioning! I saw that Team Leader Miao's mental state was not good, and I was worried that she couldn't handle it! "
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