I was no match for Shang Qingyun. I didn't even have room to resist, so the mirror was taken away by him.

My intuition tells me that something bad will happen next.

The moment he got the mirror, Shang Qingyun seemed to have gone crazy.

He held the jade mirror in his hand and stared at the mirror surface. The jade mirror was at best a burial decoration and no one could be found.

But he seemed to have seen something. Sometimes he cried loudly, sometimes he laughed loudly; sometimes he knelt down and kowtowed; sometimes he was as quiet as an old monk meditating.

"Qingyun, what's wrong with you?" When I asked him, Shang Qingyun glared at me with vicious eyes.

Like a kitten guarding its food.

He drew out his long sword and pointed it at me: "Today, I, Xiang Jui, have no face to face Jiangdong's elders. You can use my head to claim credit and reward."

Then I was about to kill myself. Regardless of whether I would be beaten to death by him, I rushed over and kicked the long sword out of his hand.

Shang Qingyun staggered back a few steps: "I'm worried, I'm worried, what can I do?"

"Holy shit, this is all such a mess. Has this kid watched too many TV shows?" I cursed.

At this time, Shang Qingyun laughed again: "There is no harm in the world. Even though there are saints, they have nothing to show for their talents; if there is harmony between the top and bottom, even though there are sages, they have nothing to do."

This is another famous saying by Dongfang Shuo in "Answering a Guest".

"The Road to Shu is Difficult, Harder Than Going to the Sky!" This is Li Bai's "The Road to Shu is Difficult" again.

The child seemed to be going crazy, babbling and swaying around, sometimes holding his head and whispering: "Who am I? Who am I?"

"Qingyun? Shang Qingyun!" I grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes.

At that moment, I saw a brief clarity in Shang Qingyun's eyes: "I am Shang Qingyun?"

"Who else could you be?" I laughed dumbly.

But my unintentional words actually broke the light in Shang Qingyun's eyes. Suddenly, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and all the strength in his body was removed.

Before I could figure out what happened, Shang Qingyun closed his eyes and fell backward, unconscious.

This moment scared me silly. I held Shang Qingyun in my arms. No matter I slapped his face or tickled him, it was of no avail. This ten-year-old boy seemed to be dead.

The jade mirror in his hand fell to the ground. It didn't fall from a high height, let alone made of jade. Even if it was made of glass, it wouldn't necessarily break.

However, when the jade mirror fell to the ground, it shattered into pieces, and at the same time, our feet began to vibrate violently.

I thought, maybe this mirror is also a mechanism. If the mirror is broken, the tomb will collapse. I quickly stepped forward and hugged Shang Qingyun, looking for a way out like a headless fly.

But we were on a tree hundreds of meters high and couldn't get down at all.

"The wait is finally over."

Just when I was extremely anxious, I heard someone talking above me.

A figure emerged from the dense forest directly above the giant bronze tree. It looked like this person was already very old, with a stooped back. He lay in the trees directly above the tomb and looked down: "Wait a minute, young man, I'm going to do it right now." Pull you up."

After a while, a rope was dropped from above. I tied Shang Qingyun to my body with the rope in my hand, and then I grabbed the rope and was pulled up little by little.

I watched as the tomb below was gradually collapsing. The water from the Wangchuan River surged up, submerging the entire tomb. The bronze tree was also washed away by the huge waves.

I'm afraid I will really be blacklisted this time.

During the ascent, I noticed the words on one wall of the tomb: The tomb is destroyed and freed.

That character is written crookedly, but it is indeed a modern simplified Chinese character.

Before I was pulled up to the ground, I saw a rope sandwiched between a stone brick on the ceiling of the tomb, and something was hanging from it. It was very close and I reached out and picked it off.

I finally understood what the Miao leader had buried in his tomb.

"Young man, your name is Chen Siyu, right?" Shang Qingyun and I were pulled to the ground by the man. Exhausted physically and mentally, he invited me to go to his house to rest for a while.

"Yes." I answered vaguely while eating the whole grains the old man gave us.

"Is this Shang Qingyun?"

I was stunned: "How do you know?"

The old man said: "Many years ago, a man named Li Minghe told me that one day two people, maybe more people, would come here.

One of them is named Chen Siyu, and the other is named Shang Qingyun."

I stopped talking: "He is my grandfather."

"That's right. He said that my mission will be over when I see you."

I was confused: "Mission? What mission?"

As he said this, the old man took off his hood. The old man was wearing a large cloak, and the hood covered his face. I only thought that he might be afraid of the sun, so he dressed like this.

But when I saw his face under his hood, I was so scared that I almost fell to the ground.

This life has a strange look.

The two eyeballs are very protruding, and the eyelids are bald on the cheeks. Simply described, they look like the eyes of a crab, or, in other words, the legendary vertical eyes.

Under a pair of bulging eyes is a flat nose, an unusually wide mouth, and slender ears.

It is clearly the same face as the bronze Zongmu statue in the tomb!!

I almost lost my breath, wondering if I had been deceived by hallucinations again, but I pinched myself secretly and found that the pain and vision were very real.

There are people in the world who look so strange!

The old man pulled up his hood again to cover his face: "I'm sorry, did I scare you? I am the tombkeeper here. I am also the last Cancong clan alive in the world. Our clan is no different from ordinary people when we are born, but

I have been growing like this for a long time. Li Minghe said that this is a disease, but there is no cure."

As he spoke, he sighed: "The people of the Cancong clan have long lifespans. You may not believe it, but I have been guarding the tomb for 400 years.

However, we cannot leave this land to see the outside world. We can only chat with these dead people every day. No matter how long we live, what's the use?

I want to thank you."

"Thank me? But I destroyed your ancestor's tomb." I blamed myself.

"It's not your fault. These were all arranged by a black Miao child. Like me, he just wants to leave the fate of the tomb keeper and go out and have a look. I agreed."

"You don't blame me?"

"Perhaps it would have happened in the past. After all, I was also a person from a long time ago. When I was young, it was unbearable for the tombs of the deceased to be destroyed.

However, if this mere tomb becomes a shackle that has trapped countless people for thousands of years, there is nothing wrong with destroying it.

Besides, it’s not the Silkworm King buried underneath.”

I was surprised; "You know?"

The other party nodded: "Do you know why those ancient Shu people in the tomb worshiped the bronze tree?"

I shook my head blankly.

"Because that is our hometown. King Cancong has returned."

I scratched my head: "I don't quite understand."

The old man smiled: "My child, what you are experiencing now is an answer.

I'm too old to go back.

So please go back to our hometown on my behalf and find the answer you want."

He put an ivory stone in my hand: "It will help you see the road."

Ivory eyes again!

"Road? Is it this picture?" I took out the empty silk and looked at it with ivory eyes for a long time, but I couldn't figure out the reason.

"Not enough." The old man came to Shang Qingyun and groped for a long time on him, finally finding the Luoshu that we had taken out from the Sea Eye Dragon Palace, which is a divination piece made from the processed turtle shell.

He put the silk on the divination piece, then took out the needle and thread and sewed it together: "The Cancong family's hometown comes from the Minjiang River, and only the water of the Minjiang River allows you to see everything."

He took me out of the house. It was foggy outside. Under the leadership of the old man, I walked out of the fog and returned to the Black Miao Village hidden in Shushan Mountain.

Li Mingya has been waiting for me in Heimiao Village for a long time. When she saw me returning with Shang Qingyun, she knew how dangerous our trip was.

She didn't ask any more questions, but called a car to take us to Qingcheng Mountain.

The two fat men were all placed in Qingxu Pavilion, where I also met the Bamboo Stick Guest and the Heimiao Priest Elder.

I told them what I had seen from the Silkworm Tomb, and handed over the box containing the mother voodoo.

But the bamboo stick guest and the sacrificial elders didn't seem happy.

"What's wrong? Don't you think these insect eggs can be used to remove poison?"

"That's right." The bamboo stick man hesitated for a while and then told me, "What you have in your body is Yanwei Gu. Yanwei Gu is different from ordinary poisons. It is an insect poison jointly refined by the ancient Shu and Ba people.

Moreover, the methods and materials for refining are all secret methods that no one knows about yet.

All we know is the method of removing the poison provided by someone. To remove the poison of Yanwei, we need these ten female poison eggs, which must be re-refined. There is no substitute.

This golden insect egg is also the necessary primer to unravel the poison on them.

Therefore, we can only save one party."
To be continued...