With the enthusiastic help of these two aunties, Guhan successfully obtained a lot of information.
For example, there weren't many swordsman families that had been passed down for more than ten generations, only two at most.
One of them was said to have already declined, and once the current family head died, the family would immediately move out of the core area.
The other family was bustling, and two brothers had become swordsman at the same time. They were famous in the entire street, and everyone wanted to marry their daughters into them.
In summary, the two aunties advised Guhan not to marry the daughter of the second family. With the two swordsman brothers, he would definitely be able to live a good life.
On the surface, Guhan nodded with a smile, but in reality, he excluded the two swordsman brothers.
This was because the two swordsman brothers were extremely greedy and lustful, and it was said that they had already occupied more than ten beautiful girls, taking all of them as their concubines.
However, the two swordsman brothers had gone through legal procedures, and the concubines were also willing to be with the two brothers, so Guhan couldn't be bothered to care about these things.
However, with the two brothers' greedy and lustful personalities, it was impossible for them to protect the treasure that Yi Qing had left for him.
Not to mention the preciousness of the promissory note, even the jade ring that Yi Qing had left behind was extremely rare!
With such a precious item in the hands of the two brothers, Guhan didn't believe that the two brothers would be able to resist the temptation, and it was even more impossible for them to send him the precious jade ring.
Therefore, after bidding farewell to the two unwilling aunties, Guhan directly went to the door of the swordsman family that was said to be moving out of the core area.
"Knock, knock!"
Guhan knocked three times, but no one answered. However, the door opened directly, and it turned out that the door had not been closed at all.
As he walked into the room, a pungent smell assaulted his nostrils.
This was a very strange smell, like bitter gourd, and there was even a hint of sourness in it.
Looking towards the source of the smell, he discovered that there was a small stove burning in the living room, and there was a teapot on top of the stove.
However, this utensil was different from the teapot. The body of the teapot was much higher and wider than the teapot. It was a utensil that Guhan had never seen before.
"Interesting!"
Guhan quietly walked forward, wanting to take a closer look at the utensil, but he suddenly heard a tender voice behind him, "Don't touch my grandfather's medicine!
Who are you? "
Guhan turned his head and saw a seven or eight-year-old child with pigtails looking at him with a pair of big watery eyes.
"You're saying that this pot is boiling medicine?" Guhan sniffed the bitter smell in the air again. "How come I've never heard of such medicine?"
"Grandpa said it's called Chinese medicine!
It's a treasure that has been passed down from ancient times to the present. You people cut your own bodies every day. Sooner or later, you won't even know how you died! "
The child unceremoniously ridiculed Guhan, then ran over and pushed Guhan away from the medicine stove. "You baddies, get out of here! My grandfather isn't dead yet, and this is still my home!"
It turned out that this child had thought of Guhan as a government worker who had chased them out of the core region. It was no wonder that his attitude towards Guhan was so disgusted and unfriendly.
However, Guhan had not expected that this unremarkable teapot would actually contain Chinese medicine. This was a treasure that had been lost for 1,000 years!
Guhan had long heard of the power of Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine could cure many diseases that even the current medical technology, which was like black technology, could not.
It could even bring the dead back to life. It was a legendary and incomparably powerful medical system.
Unfortunately, during the apocalypse, most Chinese medicine had died in that catastrophe.
The remaining bit of Chinese medicine had also been lost during the cultural apocalypse.
Although later generations had the intention to restore Chinese medicine through some clues, unfortunately, they had never been able to find the method. Thus, Chinese medicine had become a mythical existence, only heard of in name but not in reality.
This had become one of the biggest problems since ancient times. A book related to Chinese medicine could easily sell for tens of millions of yuan, which showed how rare and precious Chinese medicine was.
Unexpectedly, Guhan could see the legendary Chinese medicine in this small room. This made Guhan even more convinced that the old man in this room was definitely not simple. It was very likely that he was the person he was looking for.
"Little boy, you've misunderstood!
I'm not here to chase you away. I'm here to look for something, "Guhan replied honestly.
"Look for something?
Don't lie to me just because I'm a child. My house is already bare, how could there be anything for you to look for! "The child shouted, then immediately realized that something was wrong." What nonsense are you talking about?
This is my house. Why are you looking for something in my house? "
"Little boy!"
Guhan suddenly raised his voice, making it loud enough for the people in the room to hear clearly. "I received a letter. It was the owner of the letter who told me that there was something I wanted here."
"What are you talking about!
Which bastard wrote to you to look for something in our house?
We don't have what you want at all. You'd better get out of here now! "The child put his hands on Guhan's waist, trying hard to push Guhan away from his house.
Unfortunately, Guhan's body technique had already surpassed the level of being one with the horse. This child's strength could not push him away at all.
"Little Hai … That's our family's distinguished guest … Cough, cough … Don't be rude … Cough, cough … Hurry up and invite the distinguished guest in!"
An old voice came from the room and said to Little Hai. The child could only helplessly stick out his tongue, tilted his head and pointed to the direction of the door to Guhan's room. "Since Grandpa called you and said that you're a distinguished guest, then go in!"
Guhan pushed open the door of Grandpa's room. An even more strange smell rushed into Guhan's nose.
Unlike the smell of Chinese medicine that Guhan could not smell before, this smell had been smelled by Guhan many times.
This was the smell of death. Once this smell appeared on a person's body, it meant that this person was not far from death … This was not the smell of injury and death, but the smell of a person's lifespan coming to an end. All the vitality in the body had been completely cut off. This old man was already dead.
Unlike the four bare walls in the living room, the old man's room was filled with all kinds of things.
On the wall was a big picture of the Yin-Yang Fish of Tai Chi, and around the Yin-Yang Fish was placed the Eight Trigrams.
In the corner of the room, there was a statue of a deity respectfully worshiped.
In front of the statue of the deity was an incense burner with three sticks of sandalwood. Around the incense burner were all kinds of offerings, and there was even a piece of expensive natural pork.
This person's house was bare to this extent, but he still used such rich offerings to worship a statue of the deity. From this, it could be seen how devout this old man's faith was.
Guhan carefully looked at the statue of the deity, and found it unexpectedly familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before!
His gaze moved away from the statue of the deity, and on the other side of the room, there was a huge bookcase. On the bookcase, there were all kinds of books neatly arranged … These books were all in an ancient thread-bound style, a style that only existed in the Middle Ages.
Although there were many books like this now, from the mottled marks on the bookcase, it was very likely that these books were all authentic, left behind from the era before the Great Destruction.
This was an incredible amount of wealth. If these books were all authentic, then any one of them could easily be sold for hundreds of thousands or even millions at an auction.
Guhan couldn't help but walk closer, wanting to see if these books were real or fake.
But before Guhan could take a few steps forward, Little Hai blocked in front of Guhan, shaking his head and saying, "I won't let you look at my family's things. You bad person must have been tempted to steal my family's books and sell them. I definitely won't let you touch my family's things!"
"Little Hai!
How dare you! "
His grandfather, who was lying on the sickbed, suddenly roared, scaring Little Hai into kneeling on the ground. Little Hai walked to his grandfather's bedside and cried, "Grandpa, please don't be angry. It's all Little Hai's fault. Please don't be angry, please don't be angry!"
"This is a good child!
He knows that every time his grandfather gets angry, he is one step closer to the King of Hell! "Guhan looked at the child approvingly, then once again approached the bookcase.
Guhan found that these books were very well organized. Although there were no titles written on the middle of the books, there was a small slip of paper at the bottom of each book, on which was written the name of the book.
Guhan glanced at it and saw the labels "Tao Te Ching", "Nan Hua True Scripture", "Profound Penetration True Scripture", "Rushing Void True Scripture", "Yellow Court Scripture", "Jade Emperor Scripture", "Nine Cauldrons Divine Pill Scripture", "All True Saints Divine Embryo Scripture", "Heavenly Pure Golden Liquid Divine Pill Scripture", "Yellow Emperor's Inner Scripture" and so on.
"These … these … are these all authentic?"
Even with Guhan's temperament, when he saw the names of these books, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
These books were extremely precious treasures to humans.
Since the Great Cultural Collapse, these books could no longer be found. It was impossible for future generations to know even a word in them … It had been eight hundred years, these books had disappeared for eight hundred years.
If people knew that these Daoist classics still existed in the world in the form of ancient books, perhaps even Jiandi couldn't help but take these Daoist classics into his own collection.
Guhan roughly glanced at it again and found that there were more than three hundred different labels here.
If all the Daoist classics marked by these labels were preserved here, then almost 90% of the Daoist classics were here. Humans could almost declare that one of the most mysterious cultures in China since ancient times, Daoism, could be completely resurrected!
"Such precious things!
Why did you hide them here?
If you had given them to humans earlier, then we humans would have been able to understand the thoughts of our ancestors, and even find a way to eliminate Yuan Kou! "Seeing this, Guhan couldn't help but ask the old man lying on the bed with some excitement.
"The Heavenly Dao is heartless, and the people have no self.
The calamity of humanity has not ended, and it is not time for these things to come into being … cough cough. "
The old man said with a weak voice, "But today, my Wudang lineage can finally be free!"