s it held within. 。The moment the box was opened, both of their eyes were immediately drawn to it."It is a piece of **painted porcelain**." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to tra...After nine deafening roars of thunder, a holy "fairy mist" suddenly surged from between the mountains. The once glittering money tree, bathed in sunlight, seemed to be reborn from fire, its surface shimmering with a kaleidoscope of colors, leaving the onlookers speechless. Many, filled with awe, prostrated themselves devoutly, palms together in reverence.
The money tree whirled and danced in the air, scattering countless mysterious treasures with the wind before finally vanishing into the colorful sea of clouds, just like a mythical fairy's lost treasure.
Jiang Yan listened to the villagers' various speculations, each time feeling deeply about the richness of human imagination. Some said it was a dragon clan hidden deep within, breaking free from their shackles and ascending, some said it was a mountain spirit who had endured hardships and attained enlightenment after countless tribulations, and even some believed that a certain immortal had passed through this place, rescuing the land.
At this time, people seem to have forgotten about criticizing superstition and demons, immersing themselves only in mysterious legends.
After the old Taoist disappeared, the entrance to the cave on top of the mountain collapsed under a tremendous force. The mountain seemed to have shrunk considerably. As a result, the flowers, grasses, and trees in the mountains all looked wilted and lifeless.
However, this did not dampen the enthusiasm of the believers, especially after someone found a piece of emerald green jade in the "Fairy Mountain" area. News spread like wildfire, and nearby villages were flooded with pilgrims, throngs of people pouring in.
The incoming shuttle was sparsely populated, but the return trip was packed so tightly that it was difficult to even turn around.
Jiang Yan was suffering a splitting headache from the noise in the crowded train car. Things only got worse when he returned to the countryside work camp. The dormitory, which used to be spacious, was now packed with over twenty people. He even saw Zhang Qingfang's expression turn subtly uneasy.
Jiang Yan secretly regretted not going to Song Weihong's place in advance to avoid it, but the regret quickly turned into worry.
As night fell, Song Weihong and his party also arrived.
"With the five of us, there are twenty-eight people in total. How can we arrange this room"
Lu Hong murmured in a low voice, although the problem of food could be solved, but accommodation became a major problem.
She and Jiang Yan were both uncomfortable with this sudden crowd, especially sharing such a private space with so many people.
"Let them find a place to stay in the village for now. The weather isn't cold yet, and they brought plenty of clothes. Two fire pits should keep them warm enough."
Jiang Yan frowned and looked at the crowd in the yard, secretly hating himself for not insisting on leaving with He Jianguo.
"The village's resources have long been borrowed, and your return is unfortunately coincidental. Several groups of people have come already, the police are on the mountain, and Liao Jun and his team are handling it."
Zhang Qingfang shook her head helplessly, indicating that all possibilities had been exhausted. New visitors were still arriving, leaving Jiang Yan speechless.
Under the moonlight of the educated youth spot, dozens of young people gathered in a circle. A bonfire blazed fiercely, and songs and dances intertwined into a passionate grassland nocturne.
Jiang Yan's smile was like a constellation. Joining in, he danced with everyone to the song "Sailing the Ocean Depends on the Helmsman," performing a unique group dance with lightness. The tense mood dissipated in the laughter and cheers.
Unintentionally, she finished singing "Let's Row the Boat," as if time had rewound, taking her back to elementary school celebrations. Her heart was filled with a long-lost passion.
The next morning, despite Jiang Yan's promise to He Jianguo to wait for his return, she was entrusted with an important task: acting as a temporary guide, leading everyone to explore Heishān Mountain and expose the disguises of the enemy agents trying to mislead the crowd.
Although she might get lost sometimes, the throngs of people in the bustling forest gave her confidence; at least she wouldn't get lost easily.
"Niuwa, Erzhuang, have you noticed where the little cat has been going recently"
She asked, with a hint of worry.
Niúwá and rzhàng are her loyal companions. They once received help from Jiāngyán when they were in trouble.
The children's answers were filled with longing for the small animals, and they all hoped to meet again in the mountains.
Although Jiang Yan said he wasn't afraid, he couldn't ease his worry about the kitten's safety.
She worried that hunters would harm them for food.
However, this time, Jiang Yan did not go all out. This was because she firmly believed that her goal had been achieved and no longer expected more.
However, reality often surprises. Along the way, they not only enjoyed the scenery but also unexpectedly found quite a few copper coins and gems. Even Jiang Yan, such a composed person, picked up two thumb-sized gemstones.
Before they even reached the summit of Weitaifeng, they heard exclamations coming from afar, as if beckoning them towards a hidden treasure.
Everyone instantly became excited, and Jiang Yan's heartbeat quickened as well. She secretly wondered if her prediction from before had already become invalid
Following the crowd, Jiang Yan ran quickly, witnessing a white figure dashing towards her. She instinctively dodged, but was unable to avoid it and could only raise her hand to block it.
However, a dark shadow suddenly swooped down from the sky and froze her in its gaze.
The familiar "meow" sounded, and Jiang Yan was pleasantly surprised to see the big cat that had been missing for a long time, as well as a fox with familiar eyes, being suppressed by the black cat, its voice full of fear.
Jiang Yan deeply felt the current societal trend, that at this moment, everyone understood that the core goal of this exploration was to uncover the hidden treasures in the mountains. The ownership of these items followed the principle of "finders keepers." Therefore, the fox captured by Jiang Yan's cat naturally became her spoils of war.
She was overjoyed and didn't care if they would become a pair. This was a rare treasure after all.
She quickly fetched a rope and carefully bound the fox, all while listening to the surrounding crowd buzzing about the discovery of the ancient tomb.
The area they excavated was both like the ruins that Jiang Yan and others had visited, yet not quite. The ruins there had completely collapsed after their cleanup, inaccessible even to heavy machinery.
Jiang Yan admired the elder's wisdom deeply, and at the same time felt a tinge of regret. She had hoped to witness that mysterious Nine Dragon Bronze Chest once more, even if she couldn't possess it, at least she could glimpse its inner secrets. Her curiosity burned brightly.
The newly discovered location was just a few feet above the ruins. An experienced elder, using his intuition, judged that it should be the tomb of a Qing dynasty nobleman. This provided historical context for the Manchu script Jiang Yan had found.
He must be a nobleman, judging from his attire. He is clearly fond of hunting and is often accompanied by a white fox.
However, don't jump to conclusions, the white fox has a limited lifespan, this could only be a cub.
A crowd surged into the tomb, only a few onlookers refrained from jostling. An elderly man, around the same age as Wuye, rubbed his chin and casually interpreted the epitaph. Upon hearing rumors of the white fox becoming a spirit, he immediately stopped.
However, Jiang Yan gazed at the mural, her mind conjuring the image of the Taoist. She wondered if there was a connection between the two tomb owners, whether it was a deliberate double layer mystery or just a coincidence. Thinking of the eighteen zombies, a radical idea popped into her head: perhaps the two were originally one entity.
This makes sense, as she encountered the white fox in the underground cave. Since the white snake knew it well, the white fox could stay safe within the cave. Jiang Yan's capture of the white fox indirectly triggered the white snake's retaliation.
This ancient tomb aroused Jiang Yan's keen interest. She was not motivated by greed for treasure, but rather hoped to find some literary materials.
So, she quietly slipped away from the crowd and set off with the treasure hunters to explore.
As I stepped into the entrance of a tomb, I nearly collided with a young woman who hurried past.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's okay.". He gently placed it on the ground, using both hands to steady it. As his gaze landed on the contents inside, his breath hitched in his throat. 。It was a square object pure and spotless. Just by its...