Author: Lin Bababa

Inside the central hall of the cruise ship.

Yun Qianfeng looked at the photo of Luo Linna on the phone screen and couldn't help laughing.

White fox Fatina looked at Yun Qianfeng's expression and said curiously:

"What happened? Are you so happy?"

Yun Qianfeng whispered:

"No matter what the purpose of today's strange incident was, the danger must have been lifted now."

Fatina, the white fox, was puzzled and asked:

"Just because of this photo? This woman is beautiful."

Yun Qianfeng nodded and said:

"Yes, it's because of this photo. If my guess is correct, all the people in this hall are small people like me. Even if they disappear, no one will really care.

It seems that these people are very cautious in doing things and do not allow mistakes to occur, but now that mistakes have occurred, they will definitely stop."

This is the tragedy of little people, that is, in this world, except yourself and your parents, no one really cares about your life or death, and everything except these three.

However, you can't complain about this unfairness, just like snowflakes can't complain about why other snowflakes fell on the Antarctic, but they were piled on the pile of coal.

As Yun Qianfeng expected, nothing happened at this so-called VIP dance.

Yun Qianfeng felt hungry, so he hugged the white fox Fatina and left the dance venue without anyone stopping him. He returned to the deck where they lived, ordered some food, and then returned to his cabin.

For Fatina, who has no fingers, eating is very undignified because she needs to be fed by Yun Qianfeng so that she does not need to lick the plate with her tongue like an animal.

At night, Yun Qianfeng occupied the bed. After the white fox Fatina failed to fight for the bed, she sat on the sofa and resented it.

After more than ten days of boredom on the cruise ship, the cruise ship finally arrived in Sanya.

Although he no longer has an identity, in other words, there is no Yun Qianfeng of China in this world.

But for some reason, when his feet landed on the land of China, Yun Qianfeng felt at ease for no reason.

Home is something that really only exists in the heart.

Holding the white fox Fatina in her arms, she took a taxi and went straight to the Yun Clan Ancestral Hall dozens of kilometers away.

The ancestral hall here is the largest ancestral hall of the Yun family in China. It was first built during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. Because it was built on Hengshan Mountain, it is called Hengshan Ancestral Hall.

Yun Qianfeng stood in front of the ancestral hall with the white fox in his arms, looked at the tourists in groups, and sighed.

This is already a local tourist attraction.

I told the administrator of the ancestral hall the reason for my visit and that I was a Yun family from overseas who came back to search for my ancestors. I was immediately warmly welcomed.

It's like the word "overseas" directly improves one's status.

This kind of enthusiasm is no longer as simple as hospitality.

I learned that to read the family tree, the local Yun clan leader must agree, and only the clan leader has the key to the safe where the family tree is placed.

But since Yun Qianfeng is a foreigner, there is no need for Yun Qianfeng to look for the clan leader. There will naturally be someone running errands for free.

I don't know what they were planning.

Yun Qianfeng sat on a Zao wood chair, lit a thin cigar, smoked and waited.

Behind him were the four big words "No Smoking", but Yun Qianfeng really didn't pay attention to it, and the people around him thought it was normal.

Not long after, the old patriarch arrived in a car. In the patriarch's smile, Yun Qianfeng did not see the flattery, but a kind of goodwill toward his fellow clan members.

This made him feel much more comfortable, because this should be the basic appearance of Chinese people.

The old man's name is Yun Guangtai, the eldest son and grandson, and the oldest member of the local Yun family.

"Young man, which branch are you from? What's your seniority?"

Yun Qianfeng hurriedly said politely:

"For the branch that moved north, my name is Yun Qianfeng, but I'm actually of the Xiang generation, and my ancestor is Yun Shou Shen from the Southern and Northern Dynasties."

The old man was obviously very familiar with the origins of the Yun family, and he said happily:

"The branch that moved north, logically speaking, you are the eldest brother of our Yun family's Dazhi."

As he spoke, he led Yun Qianfeng into the room where the tourists stopped. This room was dedicated to Zhu Rong, the God of Fire. There was a mahogany box under the Zhu Rong elephant.

The old man opened the mahogany box, and inside was a waterproof safe. Inside was the Yun family's genealogy.

As soon as he took out the family tree, Yun Qianfeng couldn't wait to flip through it, and first found Yun Shou Shen, the ancestor of the branch that moved to the north.

Just read the letter:

Yun Shou Shen, the eldest grandson of the eldest son, was born in the fourth year of Long'an and died in the second year of Shiguang.

Yun Shou Shen's birth and death (400 AD - 425 AD)

Later, it also introduces the record that in 416, when Yun Shou-shen was seventeen years old, he moved his eldest son to the north.

At that time, it was normal for teenagers to have several children, but it was not normal for their underage sons to move far away.

Because it is a newly compiled genealogy, the AD chronology is added to facilitate recording.

Yun Qianfeng was surprised and said:

"Yun's Shou Shen only lived twenty-five years old?"

He thought back to the mummy at the crack at the exit of the Miracle in Savage Mountain. It was at least a man of about fifty years old, and he could not be a young man of twenty-five years old.

Right now I’m thinking:

"It seems that my previous guess was wrong. The mummy in the Savage Mountain cannot be that of Yun Shou Shen. Then there is no inevitable connection between the Yun family and the miracle."

Thinking about it, Yun Guangtai heard Yun Qianfeng's words and said with a smile:

"The records of the genealogy are absolutely accurate. The original genealogy has been revised over generations, and there is not a word missing."

This word was correct, but Yun Qianfeng suddenly had a thought in his heart, because he discovered the difference in the genealogy record of Yun Shou Shen.

Because the two parties could no longer tell who was senior between Yun Qianfeng and the old man Yun Guangtai, Yun Qianfeng had no choice but to call him uncle.

"Uncle, why do other people record it as passing away, but Yun Shou Shen records it as passing away?"

Yun Guangtai stroked his beard, shook his head, and said:

"It happened so long ago, who would know! But that's how it is recorded in the old genealogy, and it's not just your genealogy ancestor Yun Shou Shen, there are also several people in it who are also marked as having passed away instead of passing away."

As he spoke, he carefully opened the family tree and once again found a record indicating death.

Yun Qianfeng looked at the time and saw that it was during the Anshi Rebellion during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty.

Yun Guangtai continued to search.

At the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, this man was also a Taoist priest.

The next time marked as "death" is the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

Since then there has been no such record.

At these points in time, one cannot help but wonder that there must be something special about these ancestors marked as deceased.

All are opportunities for the survival of Chinese civilization.

Looking further ahead, there is another ancestor marked as deceased during the Hanwu period.

But there are no earlier genealogical records.

"Uncle, are there no genealogical records from the Qin Dynasty or even earlier?"

He really wanted to find records about the rise of Jiu Tu, which was in the early Qin Dynasty.

Yun Guangtai smiled and shook his head and said:

"No, it's all the Yun clan in China who came together to complete a family tree with such a long span of time. If you want to find an earlier one, there should be no one in China."

Yun Qianfeng heard the implication and immediately asked:

"Then you mean, there are other places?"

Yun Guangtai nodded and said:

"During the Qing Dynasty, Yun Shiyun Chong went abroad and lived in Thailand. He worked hard at home and became a wealthy man. During the most chaotic period, he tried his best to preserve many Chinese classics, including the Bamboo Book of the Eight Surnames.

It records the genealogy of the eight surnames of the Yun family before the Qin Dynasty.

It's just that the descendants of Yun Chong changed their names a long time ago and cut off contact with us. We went several times to ask for a bamboo book with the eight surnames, but we were rejected. If you are serious, you can go to Thailand. If you can get the eight surnames,

Take a photo of the bamboo book, and I, Yun Guangtai, will bow to you."

Yun Qianfeng said that he would definitely go to Thailand and give it a try, which made Yun Guangtai so excited that he hosted lunch and dinner.

Yun Qianfeng had a clear goal. He bought a ticket to Thailand without making any further stops and left that night.

Yun Guangtai sent someone to take him to the airport, which was very positive.

On the plane, Yun Qianfeng looked at the records of the ancestors marked as "passed away" captured on the screen of his mobile phone and pondered.
To be continued...