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Only Shen Tong did not show any signs of relaxation. She kept her gaze fixed on Liang Qingsong and suddenly spoke up, "Mr. Liang, there is something I have been wanting to ask you. Ever since we arrived in Lijiang, you have taken great care of us, arranging guides and attending to our needs, which is not how one would treat ordinary strangers."
She looked directly into Liang Qingsong's eyes. "You know me, don't you?"
The room fell silent, the only sound being the occasional crackle of pine wood in the fireplace. All eyes were on Liang Qingsong, who did not respond immediately. He met Shen Tong's gaze calmly, knowing he could no longer hide the truth.
He took out a yellowed letter from his pocket and solemnly handed it to Shen Tong. "No, I do not know you. But I do know your grandparents. This is a letter your grandmother sent me many years ago."
Shen Tong was momentarily stunned; she considered many possibilities but never imagined that this man was an old acquaintance of her grandparents. Carefully, she opened the envelope and pulled out the letter, recognizing her grandmother's handwriting.
The familiar script brought tears to her eyes, as if she could see her grandmother sitting at a desk writing the letter across time. Shen Tong said with some emotion, "I had no idea my grandparents had ever been to Lijiang."
"Yes, it was about twenty-five years ago. At that time, I had the privilege of being your grandfather's student," Liang Qingsong said with deep nostalgia in his voice. "I followed him in studying ancient texts and symbols, especially those related to Dongba Culture."
"So you recognized me the first time we met?" Shen Tong pressed.
"Indeed. The moment I saw your eye patch, I knew you were from the Shen family. This eye patch was once worn by your grandmother; I recognized it immediately."
Shen Tong lowered her head in silence, her fingers gently tracing the uneven texture of the letter. Liang Qingsong smiled slightly and continued, "At that time, your mother was seriously ill. After receiving a telegram, your grandparents hurried back to Spring City. Before they left, they specifically instructed me that as long as I remained in Lijiang, I must keep an eye on the activities of the Gui Xu Society. For all these years, I have been fulfilling that promise."
Lin Mingchang interjected at this point, "Mr. Liang, since you have been monitoring the Gui Xu Society for years, do you know who that Shi Xu Elder really is?"
Liang Qingsong sighed and replied, "Of course I know; he was once my classmate and also a student of Shen Tong's grandfather."
Everyone was shocked by this revelation.
"Shi Xu Elder's real name is Xu Huaiyuan," Liang Qingsong continued slowly. "When Shen Tong's grandparents left Lijiang, he was just a young scholar obsessed with Ancient Text Culture like me. About twenty years ago, a severe plague broke out along the Yunnan border, and Xu Huaiyuan's wife and young child unfortunately fell ill and passed away."
Liang Qingsong set down his wooden bowl and continued, "Xu Huaiyuan could not accept this cruel reality. From that moment on, he began to frantically research various methods of resurrection. He scoured ancient texts, consulted shamans, and even traveled to Tibetan regions seeking reincarnation theories. Eventually, he became captivated by the Eternal Life techniques of the Gui Xu Society and joined them."
"Eternal Life..." Lin Mingchang repeated softly.
"Well, the Gui Xu Society believes that through specific rituals, the Guixu Gate of Yulong Snow Mountain can be opened, allowing entry into an Immortal and Indestructible World," Liang Qingsong explained. "Xu Huaiyuan is willing to pay any price to see his wife and children again. Over the years, he started as an assistant to the elders of the Gui Xu Society and has now become their spiritual leader, renaming himself Shi Xu."
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