Chapter 988 Special circumstances
Ignoring everyone's attempts to stop her, she rushed into the vines and raised the flashlight to illuminate her scars: "We know we were wrong! We are willing to pay for our sins of the past with the rest of our lives!" The woman in green suddenly stopped moving, and a trace of struggle flashed in her dark green pupils.
At the critical moment, the little fox turned into a stream of light and sank into the earth veins. There was a violent vibration from the ground, and countless golden runes emerged from the cracks, colliding violently with the blue-gray vines. Qi Tongwei led the villagers to pour the newly developed ecological restoration agent into the mine. The liquid mixed with the spores of the night-scented fungus and the wormwood ash emitted a holy light under the illumination of the runes.
The figure of the woman in green began to dissipate, and a bead with green light came out of her mouth, which was the essence of the earth vein. The phantoms in white and red appeared at the right time, and three lights and shadows entangled in the air, and finally turned into a rainbow and sank into the old locust tree. Taoist Xuanqing took the opportunity to hit nine soul-soothing talismans into the tree trunk, and Master Mingkong struck the bronze chime, and the long Buddhist sound echoed in the valley.
Afterwards, the villagers erected a stone tablet under the old locust tree, engraved with "The spirit of the earth vein, protect us all." Liang Lu's scar had a green mark on it, shaped like the silver bell of the woman in green. Every rainy night, there would be a faint bell sound coming from the direction of the mine, but no supernatural incidents occurred again.
Qi Tongwei solemnly wrote down in the account book: "The anger of the land comes from betrayal; the kindness of the land comes from sincerity.
This green color seemed alive, and it would get slightly hot whenever it rained. The sound of the bells from the mine last night echoed in her ears again, crisp but with a bit of desolation. When she turned around, the corner of her clothes swept across the potted night-scented mushroom on the windowsill, and the fluorescent lines on the mushroom cap automatically formed the shape of a bell.
"Teacher Liang, the foreign experts are here!" Chen Xiaolong's voice came from downstairs. In the experimental field of the manor, the ecological team from Cambridge University was amazed at the tomato plants ripened by sound waves. Under the magnifying glass, the golden pattern on the fruit skin was exactly the same as the blessing runes on the old locust tree. Qi Tongwei stood on the ridge of the field, adding a new page to the account book in his hand. Next to the wet ink handwriting, there was a small bell pattern.
As dusk fell, an unexpected rainstorm hit the manor. Liang Lu ran to reinforce the mushroom greenhouse in the rain. When lightning split the clouds, she saw a familiar green shadow flashing in the direction of the mine. The green mark suddenly burned painfully, and she walked towards the mine involuntarily. The mud and water splashed on her white skirt, and in a trance, it overlapped with the lilac skirt of the woman in green.
"Don't go over there!" Qi Tongwei's voice mixed with thunder. He chased after her with a homemade sonic exorcist, only to see Liang Lu standing in front of the mine. The green bell mark emitted a soft light, illuminating the mottled rock wall at the entrance of the cave. In the mine marks eroded by time, faint portraits of miners from 20 years ago emerged, and they all had the same silver bell tied on their wrists.
"These bells... are their last thoughts." Liang Lu's fingertips stroked the rock wall, and the cold touch reminded her of the eyes of the woman in green before she disappeared. Qi Tongwei opened the county annals he brought with him, and the yellowed pages recorded: "During the Wanli period, mining here caused the ground veins to collapse, and more than a hundred miners were buried in the mines. Their souls turned into green clothes and guarded the ground veins for three hundred years."
The rainstorm became more and more violent, and the sound of iron chains dragging came from deep in the mine. The little fox suddenly jumped out, and the runes on its body resonated with Liang Lu's Qingling mark, and the golden light flowed into the ground along the cracks in the rock wall. "She is waiting for an apology." The little fox's voice was mixed with thunder, "Those forgotten undead need someone to remember their sacrifice."
Qi Tongwei and Liang Lu looked at each other and knelt in the mud at the same time. "I'm sorry." Their voices penetrated the rain curtain, "I'm sorry, I made you wait for so long." Before they finished speaking, countless points of light emerged from the mine and gathered into the shadow of a woman in green. This time her face was no longer ferocious, and under the bamboo hat, she was a young woman with a faint smile.
The woman in green raised her wrist, and the silver bell made an ethereal sound. Liang Lu's green bell mark shone brightly, blending into the light in the sky. When the last lightning flashed across the sky, the mine cave collapsed completely. In the flying dust, countless silver bells rose from the ground, and the tinkling sound was mixed with the hearty laughter of the miners.
After the rain, the villagers built a "ground vein memorial hall" on the site of the old mine. The museum displays the relics of the miners of that year. The replica of the silver bell donated by Liang Lu is placed in the most conspicuous position, and the electronic screen next to it plays the process of ecological restoration in a loop. Every hour, a soft bell sound will be heard in the museum, which is the sound of the ground vein simulated by the sound wave system.
At the International Ecological Forum, Qi Tongwei showed a special video: a manor under the moonlight, night-scented mushrooms resonating with sound waves, and the annual rings of the old locust tree jumping in sync with soil monitoring data. When the camera swept across the green bell mark on Liang Lu's face, the experts in the audience raised their cameras. "This is not only a miracle of ecological restoration," Qi Tongwei closed the account book, "but also a testimony to the reconciliation between humans and nature."
Many years later, a new variety of "ringing rice" was cultivated in the experimental fields of the manor. Whenever the breeze blows, the collision of rice ears will make a pleasant sound, as if countless silver bells are swaying in the fields. When Liang Lu takes the children to identify wild vegetables, she always points to the memorial hall in the distance and says: "The land remembers all the stories, as long as we are willing to listen."
Qi Tongwei's account books were already filled with twelve thick volumes.
The wet ink writing shimmered under the lamp, and the latest page recorded the genetic map of "Ringing Rice" - the base pairs arranged in a spiral under the microscope were exactly the same as the ancient totem on the old locust tree. The night-scented mushrooms outside the window emitted a fluorescent green light at the right time, casting tiny spots of light on the glass, like countless small bells flashing.
"Are you writing your 'heavenly book' again?" Liang Lu walked in with a bowl of mushroom soup, the grass on her temples still carrying the scent of identifying wild vegetables during the day. She placed the porcelain bowl on the corner of the table piled with soil samples, and her eyes swept across the densely packed timeline on the wall, from the fungus disaster 20 years ago to the current ecological network, each node was marked with a red pen, like a string of knots connecting life.
Qi Tongwei suddenly chuckled, startling the fireflies resting on the windowsill. "Isn't that funny?" He flipped open the yellowed first account book. The nightmare record in 1998 still had the musty smell of that year. "At that time, we thought that technology could tame the land, but now we find that the most accurate 'algorithm' was written in agricultural books thousands of years ago."
Before he finished speaking, the alarm at the monitoring station suddenly turned into a soothing sound of chimes - this was a special early warning when the earth vein network detected an abnormality.