Yue Guanchao helped the old man Yu up:
"Uncle Yu, you should know now that these black catfish were poisoned to death by your offerings to the gods!"
"Yes, but why? Why did Miao Zheng leave the secret recipe for poisonous fish? What is going on?"
Seeing Shenxiang poisoning the black catfish with his own eyes, Yu Bo was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. Even though he knew it was not his fault, he still had fear in his eyes.
"Now, I'm not sure yet. There are too many secrets hidden in this temple, and you might also be in the dark, Yu Bo."
Yue Guanchao took back the bronze mirror from Master Mao and returned to the temple with everyone. He walked up to Master Jiaolong's throne and took off the rotten stone tablet.
After a little comparison, I immediately realized that the outline of the treasure mirror just fits the dragon's hand, neither more nor less, neither too big nor too small.
"Sure enough~"
Yue Guanchao picked up the bronze mirror and moved it left and right according to Master Jiaolong's hands. When he turned the bronze mirror towards himself, the mirror base clicked into his hands.
He jumped off the throne and opened the door of the hall. Everyone looked at the statue of Lord Jiaolong and stared in admiration unconsciously.
At this moment, the blue sky completely faded away, and a red sun was lifted up by golden clouds.
The hall door is designed to be very tall. Once it is fully opened, it can directly illuminate the hall.
The bronze mirror was polished extremely smooth, and the mirror surface protruded from the base of the mirror, and was suddenly covered by sunlight. The mirror surface was immediately filled with thousands of golden lights. From a distance, it looked like Dragon Master holding a dragon ball that was diffused with firelight.
Under the golden halo, Master Jiaolong's surroundings became magnificent, completely different from the aura of the mountain shark monsters of the previous day.
Mr. Cat looked at Jinlun and couldn't help but praise:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, let's not say that people rely on clothes, and gods rely on gold. No matter how ridiculous the gods are, as long as the whole body is covered with gold foil and shined with gold, there will be nothing bad about it."
"Wait a minute, there seems to be a mountain in the mirror!"
Song Siyuan noticed something was wrong with the mirror surface, so she walked into the bronze mirror and observed it carefully. The bronze mirror reflected people like ghosts, but the mountain peaks were not deformed.
The peculiar peaks and mountains reflected in the mirror are clearly visible under the convex effect.
This mountain has four peaks gathered together, shaped like a lotus, and is surrounded by ice and white snow. However, only it is exposed, and the forest and wild fog can be vaguely seen.
"I beg you to be buried together in the depths of auspiciousness. May your love last a thousand years and never waver."
Song Siyuan looked at the crowd. None of them mentioned the word tomb, but they all smiled in unison.
"Why are you laughing? Don't scare me. I'm so old."
Old Man Yu saw everyone laughing in unison, thinking that he had offended Master Jiaolong and was possessed by evil spirits.
Yue Guanchao looked at the old man and said that they were tomb robbers. He would probably scare the old man to death. He deliberately changed the subject:
"Uncle Yu, this mirror is really Lord Jiaolong's treasure. Don't put it away in the future. Maybe Lord Jiaolong will be happy and it will make you live a long life."
In the past, Old Yu could go crazy with joy, but now that he knows that Master Jiaolong has been poisoned to death for thousands of years, he can't be happy no matter what.
"Okay, okay, I just hope that I won't be punished by God. I have been feeding black catfish for more than ten years. What a sin."
"Don't care whether it is the reincarnation of Lord Jiao Long or not. It is still a living creature. The old man poisoned it to death and buried it for him."
After saying that, the old man Yu walked out of the temple, pulled up his carriage and walked out of the temple gate.
After the old man left, everyone stopped caring. Mr. Cat looked at the bronze mirror:
"Song Qianjin, you mean that this auspicious place is actually that mountain peak!"
"yes."
Song Siyuan looked at everyone and explained her thoughts in a few words:
"In my opinion, the Jiaolong Temple was built to mark the location of the Haidong Emperor's mausoleum. The ancestors of the Chao family did not leave any documentation about the mausoleum from the beginning, only a fluttering poem."
"The bronze mirror held by the Dragon King is like a dragon ball blooming with light. The location of the mausoleum is illuminated in the depth of this golden light. Isn't it the auspicious depth?"
"If we hadn't really arrived at Changbai Mountain and discovered the clues in the bronze mirror, who would have thought that the auspicious depths did not refer to Tianchi, but to the mountains around Tianchi similar to Hualian."
"A thousand-year mirror, a long-lived well, long live a thousand-year love that never wavers. Mirrors in ancient times usually represented the perfection of friendship, otherwise there would be no allusion to the broken mirror and the reunion."
After listening to Song Siyuan's explanation, Mr. Cat was so happy that he was afraid of his hands:
"Deep in the auspiciousness and living for thousands of years, Song Qianjin is indeed extremely intelligent. It turns out this is what this poem means."
"Gedda, what's the name of that place?"
Among this group of people, only Geda was familiar with the peaks of Baishan Mountain. He looked at the bronze mirror and pondered for a moment, his eyes brightening:
"I know where this is, this is Hualian Peak!"
"Hualien Peak is second only to Baiyun Peak. It is squeezed by four peaks into a flat-topped meadow, like a lotus. Even with heavy snow in winter, the forest is exposed, which is very strange."
Yue Guanchao looked at the crowd:
"Knowing the location, it's not a waste of time to go down there. Let's leave for Hualian Peak tomorrow."
