Answer a few questions before the update.

It is such a rare good book. After reading it in one go, it makes people unable to stop. It feels like a little bit of urban monsters. I wonder if Mr. Xu’s book has been published in physical books? (Old Youli)

Answer: There is no novel yet, and there are books about stock market operations. Do you read it? It was published in 2000, and it is probably sold now.

Which idea is ahead? I think so, don’t know if it is correct? (People walking in the dark)

Answer: You guessed it right. I started to conceive "Ghost Stocks" in 2004, and I only remembered "Shenyou" in 2006.

I feel that the third part is still unsatisfied and I have not fully explained it. For example, who is the female ghost who led Feng Junzi out of the mine? (Pig Head Armor)

Answer: What is not finished is the theme of this work itself. Supernatural novels are not mystery detective novels. This one is about mine disasters. Do you think it should have a complete ending?

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Now let's turn back the time to the night when Taomuling just arrived at Feng Junzi's house a month ago-

At the dining table, the girl named Taomuling looked up at Feng Junzi and slowly told him a story that looked like a legend and a real encounter. Feng Junzi focused on looking at the girl's eyes, feeling that the other person's eyes were charming, and there was indescribable charm in the flow of light. He even wondered, why are there such a big difference in eyes when it is a woman? Compared with this Taomuling, the eyes of many so-called beauties are simply dead fish bubbles! He was trapped in this clear and bottomless pool of autumn water...

(Feng Junzi's memory disappears that night. Although he couldn't find his consciousness, he found the memory of Taomuling at that time.) Only Taomuling slowly said to Feng Junzi: "My mother was an orphan in World War II. Before she died, she told me that she must come to Northeast China to help her figure out her life experience and the experience of her parents. The memories she had when she was a child were no longer clear. She only knew that her mother, my grandmother, had left a pair of chopsticks, and told her that these chopsticks were clues and could not be lost. Behind these chopsticks is not only her life experience, but also another big secret is buried. The whereabouts of her parents are related to this secret. My mother also warned me that there may be many people inquire about this secret, asking me to be careful not to show these chopsticks to others at will, especially those in the Taomu family."

Feng Junzi, who was sitting opposite, asked blankly, with a look: "What's the secret of these chopsticks? Can I take a look?"

Taomuling: "I know you are not a bad person. You are sincerely helping me. I cannot refuse your request. But after you see it, you will forget everything that happened now." Taomuling's voice became more and more blurred. It was obvious that she was telling this story while hypnotizing Feng Junzi. At that time, Feng Junzi was already wary of him and pretended to be dull, but he was not hypnotized by Taomuling.

After Feng Junzi saw Taomuling's ID, he thought that Taomuling might be proficient in hypnosis methods, and he could not be unprepared for Taomuling, which was still unfamiliar at the time. However, he was wary of Taomuling, but he was absolutely unprepared for another thing he unexpected was the chopsticks he took out from Taomuling's hand. Taomuling had just opened a wooden box with a simple shape and took out a pair of exquisite handmade ivory chopsticks. When Feng Junzi's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, it looked clear and deep, and even faintly shining. Taomuling was obviously surprised by Feng Junzi's changes. Before she could speak, Feng Junzi said in a slightly unfamiliar accent: "You are not her, but it looks very similar. You finally found this place, and I finally found a suitable person. I can only say it once now, you must listen carefully..."

Taomuling was a little overwhelmed: "Who are you? How could you speak like this?"

Feng Junzi seemed to ignore Taomuling and continued, "I don't know who I am. Maybe I am just a projection, a projection of thought formed by a wish, which has always been in these chopsticks. Now, you must believe in the person sitting in front of you in the future and rely on his help. He may help you find the answer you want."

Taomuling: "Isn't the person opposite me the only one you?"

Feng Junzi: "The person who talks to you now is not the person sitting in front of you, but the breath of this person is very similar to that person sixty years ago. His way of thinking about problems and his habit of doing things are similar to that person. Therefore, I can leave a shadow on him, the shadow of that person back then. I was originally a projection, and there are only so many things I can do. I hope the shadow I left on him can stay with you until all the mystery is unlocked..."

Taomuling: "Whose projection is you?"

Feng Junzi: "I am not a projection of a certain person. It is the strong thoughts of many people that lead to my existence and appearance. You should regard me as the soul of these chopsticks."

Feng Junzi finally remembered the bizarre experience that happened on the night he brought Taomuling home for the first time. When he recalled that he claimed to be the soul of the chopsticks at that time, he couldn't help but say to Taomuling angrily: "I'm careful not to have your words, but I was plotted against by a pair of chopsticks."

Taomuling also asked strangely: "At that time, your consciousness seemed to be controlled by something else. I thought it was my hypnosis effect at first, but later I found that the situation was very special."

Feng Junzi: "Do you know? Whether it is Buddhist meditation, Taoist meditation, or yoga meditation, there is a way to self-proclaim the five aggregates and six consciousnesses, which makes yourself in a state that looks like unconscious. I hoped to deceive you in this way and make you feel that I have been hypnotized by you. Unexpectedly, because of this, the pair of ghost chopsticks took advantage of the situation."

Taomuling actually smiled: "You seem very angry. Are you angry with those chopsticks? If the chopsticks really have a so-called soul, I believe it is also a good intention. It appears to help me."

Feng Junzi: "Chopsticks are chopsticks. They will not understand what they are. Even if they become sophisticated, they are just a pair of chopsticks! To be honest, even if the chopsticks become sophisticated, they will not be able to have any impact on the things around them, let alone control a person. Only when I was so special at that time could this pair of ghost chopsticks succeed. What is the use of what they do? At most, let others recognize the wrong person!" Feng Junzi said this, and he was also sighing in his heart: When Mr. Xiao and Masako Aoye saw themselves as Feng Xingzhi when they met. It seemed that they were all made by those chopsticks, otherwise he would not have had so many experiences later.

Taomuling: "Now that you have remembered everything, I don't need to say more about what happened later."

Feng Junzi: "You didn't want me to remember it at first, so you didn't tell me what was going on at that time, right?"

Taomuling: "It's not like this. I was not familiar with you at that time and didn't understand what kind of person you are. How do I explain this kind of thing to you? I'm afraid you think I'm crazy."

Feng Junzi tilted his head and said, "So you already know me now? Why didn't those pairs of chopsticks tell you about Feng Xingzhi and Masako's experience?"

Taomuling: "Just you said, chopsticks are chopsticks after all, and they can't know more. What did you mean by saying that chopsticks become essence? Is it a unique statement in China?"

Feng Junzi: "The so-called becoming a spirit means that things that should not be conscious have self-consciousness, or some things suddenly have wisdom and abilities that they do not have, such as the legendary vixen."

Taomuling: "I know the legend of the vixen. By the way, after Masako and Feng Xingzhi broke up from Bingheyu, and before they were killed in Longwangtang, did they meet? What was the matter with those chopsticks?"

Feng Junzi: "Let me tell you, do you know why the Taomu family is interested in these chopsticks? It's a very old-fashioned story. Those chopsticks are actually a map, reminding people of the story of fighting for treasure maps in the movie."

Taomuling: "Map? Where?"

Feng Junzi: "The handheld part of the chopsticks is engraved with very thin flowing cloud patterns. In fact, it is not decoration, but the contour lines and landmark contour lines of military maps. The chopsticks are from Masako and her father, Mr. Aoye. The material used is the piece of ivory that Feng Xingzhi once dripped blood."

Taomuling: "Who made them process it?"

Feng Junzi: "The person who commissioned Aoye and his daughter to process these chopsticks was Kenyu Momoki. He provided the drawings and asked Aoye and his daughter to make these chopsticks without any secrets. After the chopsticks were made, Mr. Aoye didn't know where to hear the wind. Taomu wanted to silence the relevant informed personnel. So he reminded Masako to take her young daughter to find a way to take refuge."

Taomuling: "Then have they avoided it?"

Feng Junzi: "Masako's young daughter is your mother. If she hadn't escaped, you would not be there now. Feng Xingzhi heard about this news at that time, and he promptly rescued Masako's daughter and also kidnapped the chopsticks. Later, Kenyu Momoki used the lives of Masako and the entire Jinsha Village of Longwangtang, Binhai to force Feng Xingzhi to appear and hand over the chopsticks. You should know what happened later. There is another thing I want to tell you, your mother's name is Honda Aoyu, but she is not Honda Taro's daughter. Please note that her name is Aoyu, Aoyu's Qingye, and Feng Xingye's "

Taomuling: "Actually, I have guessed it."

Feng Junzi: "It's only today that I realized that I was not Feng Xingzhi's reincarnation or possessed by him, but the hands and feet made by those chopsticks. Otherwise, I would have become your grandfather. That's really depressing!"

Taomuling: "I should be the one who is depressed. What are you feeling depressed?"
Chapter completed!