Qing Dynasty, the twelfth lunar month of the fourteenth year of Guangxu. (early 1889)
It is the end of the new year, and the streets and alleys are full of lights and festoons, full of joy. The Chinese are traditional, and the common people are busy this year, not just for these few days.
That's right - a few taels of Tanggua, and a few plates of yellow noodles. Burn incense for gods and horses, and fold money to turn into silver coins. The libation was resigned from the soap, and the year was tidied up. Yellow rice is used for steamed cakes, and jujube is added for sweetness. Steamed steamed buns, a lot of punches. All kinds of offerings and vegetables, Shaosha drove the market. Measure the food. Making rice is good for making money. There is pepper and fennel, which is less dough. Jellyfish and Eucheuma, big and sweet shrimp. Mushrooms, bamboo shoots, and fungus weigh a few dollars. Thinking of inviting the door god, Huazi sent a few couplets. Buy a pair of money first, red, red, sand and green. The flower paper has a total of yellow sheets, and the tin foil goes without saying. Candles weigh a few catties, and firecrackers buy two plates. A piece of Maoling cup, and a flower basket for the saucer. It doesn't matter the spoon, the pot must be fully wrapped. Add some nitrate sand to play with the anthers. The new year will be celebrated, and the clothes should be well thought out. Instructed to cut the purple crepe, to cut the edge of the boot. The first handkerchief is good, and the knee pants are sapphire blue. The tape is popular on the Internet, and the official fans are four or five dollars. Shubu seven or eight inches, copper buckle buy chain. Ni wants to wear a pendant, and Xiao wants to play with walnuts. There was a burst of nonsense, which was impatient. Anyway, let's just mess around, where did you get the money? Even if there are several thousand hangers, it is not enough to buy them all.
This traditional Chinese Spring Festival, except for the legend about killing a big monster called "Nian Beast", can basically be summed up in this nursery rhyme (the author complained: Brother, I still watch the Spring Festival Gala every year...).
In this busy season, two unexpected guests came to Beijing. Although both of them are Chinese, they don't have braids. One of them has silver-white hair all over his head, which is very eye-catching... and they are all wearing Western-style clothes. Walking on the street, well, no need to explain, everyone on the street knows that these are the two "two" Maozi".
Sitting in the carriage, Wang Xu looked at the passers-by with strange expressions and burning eyes, and felt a little chill down his spine.
"After sitting on the ship for a month, I finally returned to my hometown, but do we have to change our appearance?" Wang Xu asked.
Master Cat turned his head, stared at Wang Xu with vacant eyes, and said, "Do you know what terrible consequences will happen to my wife if she sees me coming home with a shaved head?"
Wang Xu sneered and said, "Oh... Let me think about it, maybe she will put nine holes in it."
"Hahaha!" Father Thomas was sitting opposite them. His Chinese was good and he knew a little about Chinese monks, so he couldn't help laughing.
Master Cat said: "Father, you can't laugh too lowly. I advise you to avoid contact with Atkinson in the future..."
It took Father Thomas a long time to stop laughing: "Oh! Haha... I'm sorry if I offended you, hahaha..."
This fat old man with a beard seems to be ready to entertain this joke for the rest of his life. He is not only a person with a low sense of humor, but also a somewhat brainless optimist... Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he agreed to let Wang Xu and his wife laugh. Master Cat, these two suspicious guys boarded his own boat and headed to China together.
They arrived at Housangyu Catholic Church in Beijing soon, and several nuns and priests were already waiting for their arrival at the gate.
"Oh! Thomas! That's great. You've come back safely. How was your journey? Is your business going back to London?" Father Charlie said hello.
Thomas also seemed quite enthusiastic: "Yes, it went well. You see, I also found two lost lambs on the way."
Charlie and the others all looked at the two strange-looking guys behind Thomas.
"them… "
Thomas said: "They are two young gentlemen living in London. They want to return to the land of their ancestors and settle down. Moreover, these two also hope to join the embrace of God and help us preach in the Qing Dynasty."
Charlie seemed very excited, and he took Wang Xu's hands as soon as he stepped forward: "Thank you so much! Welcome! My children, it would be great if there were more young people like you!"
Wang Xu smiled awkwardly: "Ha...haha...that...it's nothing...it should be! It should be!" He turned his head and squeezed out a sentence: "Look...in order to save some money on the boat , what kind of thing is on me..."
Master Cat pretended not to hear, looked up at the sky, and whistled...
They settled in the church in this way, and food and clothing were finally not a problem. However, Wang Xu has always had a problem in his mind that has not been solved. They have been together for five months at the end of the nineteenth century, and Master Cat still hasn't told him how to go back to the future. So he packed his luggage and ran to knock on Master Cat's door.
"Come in."
Wang Xu walked into the room and said straight to the point: "Now that we have arrived in Beijing, you can talk about it."
Master Cat asked, "Say what?"
"Nonsense, why are we here?"
Master Cat thought for a while: "Ah... well, this Beijing city is really a good place. As the saying goes - if you ask about the ups and downs of the past and the present, please only look at Luoyang City. Why do you want to ask? Because this geographical location is unique, the so-called sea on the left, Taihang on the right, Juyong on the north, rivers and rivers on the south, fertile soil for thousands of miles, the best in the world, the capital of emperors, the land of abundance... "
Wang Xu waved his hand and said, "Okay... I'm back in my own time. I can find a guide to tell me about this. Don't talk about it. What I'm asking is, why did we come here? This is the same as we travel through time and space." Is there any contact back there?"
Master Cat sighed: "Hey... then forget it, do you remember, I said that as long as we get help from someone, we can go back?"
Wang Xu replied: "Of course I remember this, so... the person you mentioned is in Beijing?"
"Yes."
"You actually know a certain Beijinger from more than a hundred years ago?"
"I don't know him, but I know his son."
"His son? Even if his son is born in another ten years, he will be 120 in our time, right?"
"His son is probably five or six years old this year."
"Who exactly are you talking about?"
"Tang Wenwu."
"Which Mao God is this..."
Master Cat ignored Wang Xu's complaints, and continued, "His son's name is Tang Xiaohu."
The corners of Wang Xu's mouth twitched: "You mean, you met a guy named Tang Xiaohu in the 21st century, and he was over 120 years old, and he told you that his father built Taiwan Time machine… "
Master Mao still ignored him and continued with his own words: "Tang Xiaohu doesn't like his real name very much. He thinks that his name seems to be a copycat of a famous ancient talent, so after many years, he succeeded in doing one thing. It is to let others only know your nickname, but never know your real name."
A name flashed through Wang Xu's mind, and he sneered twice: "No way..."
Master Mao said: "The reason why Xinglong hides in the market to open a grocery store and do some evil research is not all because he has that strange book 'Shen Yi Zhang' in his hand, in fact, he has read it in his father's Under the nurturing, he was subtly influenced... not to mention that he inherited his father's excellent blood, so a good seed was born, and he was destined to become a great, powerful, crazy inventor and weirdo... "
Wang Xu thought for a while and asked, "Then his father is also a psychic?"
Master Mao said: "His father is just a craftsman in the market, not a ghost hunter, but he is not ignorant of spiritual abilities. What is his type... Do you remember Brother Wei Chi from Suzhou? "
"Oh, that idiot..."
Master Cat rolled his eyes: "That idiot is a master in the field of talismans, but if you let him fight without talismans, he may not even be able to beat a rookie. Tang Wenwu is also such a person, he only likes to engage in physics and research inventions , he doesn’t care about anything else, and he also made some spiritual weapons... "
Wang Xu leaned forward a little bit, his eyes full of distrust: "As far as I know, there are only a few things that can take people through time and space. I guess it is impossible for Master Tang Wenwu to build a sports car that can travel through time and space." Now, can he still create the artifact Kunlun Mirror?"
Master Mao said: "Why are you so stupid... What is my spiritual ability?"
"Return? What's wrong?"
"Yes, return! This is like a key, the key to open the door of time and space. I just need him to help me build one thing, find the lock on the door. As for how to complete this device, I can't interfere It’s the domain of the industry, and it’s enough to leave it to this professional.”
Wang Xu said: "So that's what happened... By the way, how do you know so many things about Xinglong, you even know that his father is an inventor?"
"Cut... what is this? It's not just his father's business. I have found out all the eighteen generations of the ancestors of these two old guys, Xinglong and Fengxian. Their stories are very interesting, and they are all about you." I can't even dream of a bizarre plot... "