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"Second Uncle, what do you think?" The elders gathered in the ancestral hall, looking at the Village Chief who had just returned.
"Sigh! The Master has passed into the cycle of reincarnation," the Village Chief at the head lamented.
"Ah! But the Master was not yet at his end..." They spoke of this Master, renowned for his divination skills, and the Village Chief had gone out to seek him, having learned that he was traveling nearby. The purpose of the visit was to inquire about Mo Wen, to determine whether he was indeed the "Noble Person" mentioned in their ancestral teachings.
"To force a divination is to incur heavenly wrath. Before he passed, the Master left behind a message: 'He is not he; Mo Wen's past and present matters.'" Naturally, Mo Wen, who lived in the village, was unaware that someone had died because of a divination concerning him.
"What does this mean?"
"I have been pondering this on my journey. 'He is not he' may imply that the name this child uses is not his true name. As for the last part, I truly cannot fathom its meaning. Perhaps you all should consider what it might signify."
"..." For a moment, everyone debated among themselves.
"In the end, we still cannot grasp its meaning." The conclusion was that they did not know.
"Since we cannot understand it, let us not dwell on it. I have decided to entrust that item to this boy." The Village Chief seemed to have made a significant resolution.
"Second Uncle, no! We must be cautious about this matter. It would be better to invite that boy here, assess the situation, and then decide."
"Very well, let it be so."
...
"Junior greets Village Chief and all esteemed elders." Mo Wen was brought to the ancestral hall by Erniu. This time, Erniu did not follow him inside but turned back at the entrance as instructed by the Village Chief.
"Young brother, please take a seat." The Village Chief arranged a place for Mo Wen. He did not decline and sat down directly. Once seated, the Village Chief continued, "Is your stay in our village comfortable?" ... followed by a series of trivial conversations and praises about Mo Wen's contributions to the village.
"You have brought hope for our clan's revival through your efforts. Old Man also hopes to see our clan flourish in his lifetime. You are truly a benefactor to our people."
"You flatter me, senior. The brothers in this village treat me like family; it is only natural for Junior to seek development for my family. Moreover, I have merely offered some ideas and taught them techniques for satisfying their appetites; it is nothing extraordinary. To speak frankly, whether they can leave this village depends on them; what merit do I have? I taught some skills because they wished to learn them, and all those constructions were due to their desire to do so. As the saying goes, 'the strong must strengthen themselves.' With such clansmen, our noble revival is only a matter of time; I dare not claim credit." What Mo Wen said was indeed true; if they had no desire to learn, he would not have taught them; their strength relied entirely on themselves.
"Haha! Young brother's words have cleared Old Man's confusion," the Village Chief laughed heartily and then looked at everyone else, who nodded in agreement. "Please follow me." With that, he waved his hand and rose to head toward the back of the ancestral hall, with Mo Wen following closely behind.
Behind the main hall of the ancestral hall stood a stone wall. The Village Chief pressed down on one of the stones, causing a section of the wall to sink inward and reveal a door. He and Mo Wen entered through it as the stone door closed behind them. They continued along a passageway until they soon arrived at a stone chamber measuring about four zhang square. On either side of the chamber were shelves displaying various items. At the front stood a table with a wooden box on it; Old Village Chief walked forward to pick up the box.
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