Under the dry, above the kun.

Beidou in the sky, led by the underground.

The autumn water is long, and the road is open.

The green dragon goes to sea, and the red bird waits for the nest.

The world's treasure. From Dragon Ball.

The supreme in the world, the bloodline.

The ninth uncle of the herring fish gang passed away, and the herring fish gang mourned. But seeing that the white wreath outside the door has been placed one kilometer long, hundreds of white flags of the Qingyu Gang have a big word "Lay" written on them, and the forty disciples are wearing black cloth coats, and the whole piece of white coarse cloth is tied around the waist to receive the hangers outside the door, with a solemn expression, and the visitors who worship since the early morning have been wave after wave, and there is an endless stream.

Forty drummers played mourning music at the gate. Walk into the wide and solemn mourning hall, only to see a golden silk nanmu coffin about 2.5 meters long and about 1.2 meters wide placed in the middle, the lofty style, there is a big "lay" word, the mourning hall is equipped with an ebony tablet on the upper hand, the golden furnace incense case, the long-lived white candle, the three animal offerings, there are a thousand pots of white chrysanthemums clustered below, and the banner is hung high behind the mourning hall: the model lasts forever and the heavens and men are sad

Meng Zihao knelt in front of the mourning hall in a black tunic and wore linen and filial piety, surrounded by his brother Tieshan, chicken feathers, Xiao Haitong was kneeling there with black tunic arms wrapped in white cloth, and hundreds of Qingyu Gang disciples in front of him were lined up on both sides, giving way to a three-meter-wide passage in the middle for visitors to worship, and the whole mourning hall was solemn.

Three days ago, one night, Meng Zihao was accompanying Luo Zihan to read Ma Guihua's overseas letter, and the two sighed together along with the content of Ma Guihua's letter. The phone rang, and it was the housekeeper Lao Wu who told him to go immediately, and Uncle Nine wanted to see him. Although he was surprised when he received the call, what he never expected to see was the last side of Uncle Jiu.

When the time came, the coffin of the ninth uncle was carried by the disciples, he did his best for the herring fish gang during his lifetime, did not leave half a son and a daughter, only accepted Meng Zihao as a righteous son, before his death had passed the herring fish gang to him, and the photo of the ninth uncle was held by Meng Zihao wearing linen and wearing filial piety for the funeral of the ninth uncle, thousands of people saw him off, and the grand sensation of the scene caused a sensation in Jiangbei.

Late at night, Meng Zihao sat alone in Uncle Jiu's study, Uncle Jiu loved books before his death, so he specially built four rows of five-meter-long golden silk nanmu bookshelves to treasure hundreds of unique books. Seeing things and thinking about people, I didn't expect that in just a few days, their father and son were separated by yin and yang, and they never saw each other. Thinking of this, he closed his eyes in pain. His mind quickly turned to late that night, and he was urgently summoned by Uncle Jiu.

At that time, Uncle Nine was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, and it was difficult to breathe. The housekeeper Lao Wu took him to the bedside and retreated. He silently grabbed Uncle Jiu's hand and called, "Father, I'm coming"

Uncle Nine opened his eyes, gloomy and devoid of his usual brilliance, Mencius Zihao's heart trembled, and a very bad premonition hit his heart.

Uncle Nine said slowly: "Zihao, I entrust you with three things! You have to listen to me, I'm afraid that my time is running out" After speaking, he calmed down for a while, and as if he had saved up enough strength, he continued: "First, the Qingyu Gang will pass on the throne to you after my death, and there will be no excuse. Second, Tang Liren's life experience is complicated, you must be careful, my death is similar to Liu Qian's death, I dare to conclude that it is all related to him, he seems to be a weak scholar, but his martial arts are not under me. Third, the most important thing" Uncle Nine stopped, gasping hard, Meng Zihao held his hand tightly, Uncle Nine slowed down for a while, and then continued:

"The Blue Fish Gang was originally known as the Blue Dragon Gang, and it has been passed down to my generation for four hundred and eight generations, and you are the fourth and ninth generation. We have only one mission, to guard Jiangbei and guard a key to the owner who came to pick it up. Speaking of this, Uncle Jiu's trembling hand took out a small square box of rosewood from under the pillow and opened it, and suddenly Mencius Zihao's eyes lit up. But I saw a jade bead as big as a ping-pong ball in a box, the whole body was transparent, and the eyes were full of emerald green. "Is this the key?" asked Meng Zihao incredulously.

Uncle Nine nodded and continued: "Remember, this is passed down by each generation of gang leaders to the next generation of gang leaders before they die, and there must be no written record!"

When Meng Zihao heard this, he felt infinite sorrow in his heart, tears couldn't help but flow down, he held Uncle Jiu's hand and muttered, "Father, you will be fine! You are so healthy" Uncle Jiu nodded with a smile and continued: "Zihao, I don't have much time, you have to remember this poem:

Under the dry, above the kun.

Beidou in the sky, led by the underground.

The autumn water is long, and the road is open.

The green dragon goes to sea, and the red bird waits for the nest.

The world's treasure. From Dragon Ball.

The supreme in the world, the bloodline.

This is the secret of the Blue Dragon Gang for a hundred years!

When Meng Zihao heard this, he just wanted to ask something, but Uncle Nine waved his hand and said, "Zihao, listen to me!"

Back then, the leader of the Liu Gang passed me this jade bead and this mantra, saying that this was a secret that no one could crack for hundreds of years, and that it was destined to be the one who was waiting for it! Since then, I have been cracking its answer all my life.

I have read a wide range of historical books left over the past 5,000 years in my life, and finally got inspiration in "Zhou Yi", "Yin Fu Jing" and "Mountain and Sea Classic". I'll tell you my judgment:

The gate to the world's greatest treasure is somewhere on the Heilongjiang River in the north of the Yangtze River, and if my inference is correct, the gate is a spring under the West Mountain, where you stand and you can see the Big Dipper.

"Autumn water is long, the road is open" should only be autumn is the time when the door opens.

"Qinglong goes to sea" is the ancient saying that the blue character is black, which refers to Heilongjiang. "Suzaku waiting for the nest" is not yet known. When Uncle Nine said this, he realized that his breath was about to run out, so he fought his last strength and instructed:

"Remember! Treat its owner! Don't be greedy!"

Wu Jiang, the ninth uncle of a generation of heroes, died in the painful call of Mencius in this way, and his life of glory and disgrace rose and fell, and he passed away alone.

Thinking of this, Meng Zihao took out a jade bead from his arms, walked to the window, and was greeted by the West Mountain in the night.

Uncle Jiu's words rang in his ears again:

Under the dry, above the kun.

Beidou in the sky, led by the underground.

The autumn water is long, and the road is open.

The green dragon goes to sea, and the red bird waits for the nest.

The world's treasure. From Dragon Ball.

The supreme in the world, the bloodline.

Treat its owner!