Genius Club-Chapter 546 - 5: The Truth Behind Millennium Stakes_3
"Pah, pah, pah, why did I say ’died’ again, it’s really bad luck. It’s ’disappeared’! Disappeared! Missing is also fine, that’s how we should describe Chu Anqing. As for Zhang Yuqian, it doesn’t really matter; she’s probably truly dead... Damn it!!"
Gao Yang instantly reacted:
"Damn, Lin Xian! You fucking called me to Qufu, Shandong, just to dig up Zhang Yuqian’s grave! God... what on earth are you thinking! I thought you meant you wanted to dig a symbolic grave for Chu Anqing to commemorate her... but you actually want to dig up a dead person’s grave?"
"You, you, this is too much, man! Even as your childhood buddy, I can’t stand this behavior! What are you thinking? Do you know what digging up ancestral graves means in China? Is this something ordinary people would dare to do? People shouldn’t... at least... they shouldn’t!"
"Enough, stop the noise." Lin Xian raised his hand to interrupt him:
"I know it’s unethical, it’s not a good deed. But just as you said, Chu Anqing is our friend, shouldn’t we clear up the matter of her disappearance? Aren’t we supposed to be responsible for our friend?"
"In my suitcase, there is the hair of Chu Anqing that I took before. We only need to dig up Zhang Yuqian’s grave a bit, then retrieve some bones or teeth remains from the corpse, and compare it to Chu Anqing’s hair for DNA. This way, we can understand the specific relationship between these two girls who look exactly alike."
"If the DNA doesn’t match, and they are not the same person, we can then simply treat them as two individuals who happen to look alike... But given the current situation, it’s impossible for these two to have no relation at all, right? I even suspect they might actually be the same person!"
"Anyway, I don’t know what will happen after the DNA comparison, in which direction things will head, but right now, the only clue to figure out what happened to Chu Anqing is Zhang Yuqian, Zhang Yuqian’s grave, DNA! We can’t just ignore a clear clue, can we? I must find out the truth and give Chu Shanhe an explanation back in East Sea City."
Gao Yang turned pale, trembling as he sat back down in the chair:
"This thing you’re proposing... no matter how you look at it, it’s outrageous. Moreover, if she’s really dead, shouldn’t she have been cremated? After cremation, with the high temperature burning the bones to ash, there’s no DNA left! You won’t be able to test anything, digging up the grave would be utterly pointless."
"We have to at least try."
Lin Xian put down the pen in his hand, leaned back in the chair, and looked at Gao Yang:
"In the year 2000, people’s way of thinking was very old-fashioned, many were extremely resistant to cremation, and the policy of mandatory cremation wasn’t widespread. In fact, not many people were actually cremated... it’s more accurate to say, very few were."
"My great-grandmother died not long after I was born, and my parents told me she wasn’t cremated either, just secretly buried. Back then, everyone did it that way, traditional thinking couldn’t accept cremation. So there’s a high probability that Zhang Yuqian wasn’t cremated, and even now... many people still oppose cremation, let alone twenty years ago, right?"
"Besides, Gao Yang, you dare to go to space, dared to poke a hornet’s nest when you were a kid, and even jumped into a shit pit... so what are you afraid of when it comes to digging a grave? You’re not afraid of tangible beings, so why fear these intangible things? You’re a materialist warrior, believe in yourself."
"No, no, no..."
Gao Yang’s head shook like a rattle:
"It’s different, this is not a question of superstition, materialist warriors are not afraid of gunfire and bullets, but how many materialist warriors would dare to dig a grave? If it’s a grave that clearly has only ashes, I might dare... but you’re going with the intention of collecting a girl’s bones, who’s as twisted as you!"
"It’s terrifying, genuinely terrifying; what if I get possessed by some foul spirit? Don’t say it, really don’t say it! Last night, I felt really chilly, just like being pressed down by a ghost. It was so suffocating I woke up gasping for air. And after I woke, I saw you standing on the balcony like a ghost, silent as the grave!"
"It genuinely scared the shit out of me, Lin Xian, are you possessed?!"
Alas.
Lin Xian sighed, raised his hand to stop Gao Yang’s blabbering, and pointed to the west:
"If you’re really scared, over there is Mount Shijing, go pay homage to Buddha, get a talisman to calm your nerves."
"My Buddha’s mercy isn’t going to be enough, right?"
Gao Yang thought harder:
"Aren’t there some tougher characters?"
Lin Xian then pointed southwest:
"Then go somewhere closer, Prince Gong’s Mansion. In the back row of big houses, Heshen had enshrined a row of gods and Buddhas, all tough characters. An entire row of divine army."
"But in the end, that didn’t save Heshen either, did it? Wasn’t he still executed!" Gao Yang exclaimed.
"No, no, this superstition is still unreliable."
Gao Yang pulled out his phone and began to search for something:
"We should still believe in science; I’ll get some appropriate amulets to bring with me. And if we’re really going to dig a grave, we’ll need some equipment, right? I’ll buy that too."
"You can buy it in Qufu; otherwise, how would you bring it on the plane or high-speed rail?"
"Okay, I’ll find the right place first."
...
Later, Gao Yang went to prepare the amulets.
Lin Xian lowered his head and continued to scrutinize the clues he had compiled on the white paper in front of him.
He suddenly felt.
That the long talk he just had with Gao Yang was almost the same as playing the lute to a cow; it was essentially as if he had said nothing.
At this moment, he really started to understand why Coach Wei Cheng was so speechless when it came to Gao Yang...
It seems that in the future, with this guy, there’s no use trying to explain reasoning and plans.
Just tell him what to do and how to do it.
Lin Xian continued to look down.
Lin Xian continued to look at the similarities he had compiled between the two girls, Chu Anqing and Zhang Yuqian.
It was too coincidental.
Apart from their birth dates, the eras they lived in, and their different life experiences and times of death.
Everything else about them was almost identical!
Considering what Huang Que mentioned about "Millennium Stakes" and the "History Lock."
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Could both of these things be related to Chu Anqing?
The stakes...
Such things as stakes are still very common in everyday life.
Lin Xian stood up.
He walked back to the balcony and looked at a construction site in the distance where the foundation was being built.
It wasn’t clear what kind of building they intended to construct there.
But no matter what type of building it was, unless it was a bungalow, it was always necessary to drive piles into the ground for the stability of the foundation and the structure of the building.
At that moment, two tall piling rigs were standing within the construction site.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The heavy hammers of the piling machines continuously lifted and then dropped, lifted and then dropped, the massive kinetic energy driving the steel reinforcement stakes inch by inch into the ground.
Hammer!
Hammer!
Hammer!
Every heavy hammer blow signified a stake being driven deeper and deeper.
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Securing the foundation, securing the building, securing the whole project.
"History... locked... "
Lin Xian murmured, recalling the first Space-time Law that Huang Que told him about yesterday.
History Lock.
Who can lock history?
Looking at the reinforcing bars being driven stake after stake into the ground at the distant construction site.
Lin Xian suddenly had an epiphany!
Could it be...
That the Millennium Stakes are what lock history?
If Chu Anqing is a Millennium Stake.
Then is Zhang Yuqian also a Millennium Stake?
Is CC also a Millennium Stake?
Is their purpose for existing merely to become stakes driven into the track of history, to pin history down, to lock it?
If that is indeed the case...
"Then how do they lock history?"
Lin Xian blinked, utterly unable to understand.
Meanwhile:
"What does it mean to lock history? What happens after history is locked? What will occur?"
Lin Xian couldn’t make sense of it either.
But.
If he were to continue thinking along this line of thought, he came upon an even more horrifying question.
In an instant.
He felt a chill run down his spine.
He sensed the unreality of the world...
If the truth about Millennium Stakes was indeed as he suspected, that they were used to lock history.
He lifted his head.
Squinted his eyes and stared at the fierce sun hanging high in the sky:
"Then..."
Lin Xian swallowed, his Adam’s apple moved, and he whispered:
"Who exactly is locking history?"
"And who..."
"[Has been driving these Millennium Stakes into the long river of history?]"
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