From the day Uncle Li received the task, he was shocked that his ancestors were once powerful figures. The books that were deliberately put away recorded in detail how their generation had accumulated a wealthy family by pinching their fingers and telling fortunes.

Later, Uncle Li basically lived in a state of simplicity, most of the time, he rummaged through those books, those glorious years about the family that were submerged in the long river of history, every time he saw it, it could make Uncle Li's blood boil.

In addition to those books, in the place where the ancestral hall was enshrined in the spirit tablet, only a piece of paper was placed on the table in front of it. Uncle Li had never touched that piece of paper, there were no words on the paper, only a pattern that Uncle Li couldn't understand with a few simple strokes.

But the senior who asked Uncle Li to take over the task said that the piece of paper was the most important thing in the ancestral hall, more important than the mountains of books.

As for why he said this, the senior didn't understand either, because the senior before him also said the same.

So until now, the paper has been stored in its place, as if it would never rot.

Luo Xiaobei listened to this, and took out the drawing from her purse that was hand-drawn by her and later added by Lu Zhe.

"Uncle Li, do you see any similarities between the pattern on that piece of paper and the one on this one?" Luo Xiaobei handed the drawings to Uncle Li, and Uncle Li's dry hand took it, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but shake it again.

"Where did you get this picture?" Uncle Li's eyes widened, and his expression was like a ghost. But the surprise in his heart can no longer be described in words, so his face, which was originally quite peaceful, is now about to change shape.

Uncle Li's reaction greatly surprised Luo Xiaobei, she just happened to think of taking out this piece of paper for Uncle Li to see, but she didn't expect Uncle Li's reaction to be like this.

"What's wrong with this drawing?" Luo Xiaobei asked.

"It's not!" Uncle Li's gaze didn't take back from the piece of paper for a long time, but he still answered Luo Xiaobei's question, "The pattern on this drawing is not much different from the one on the ancestral hall." ”

"What?" This time it was Luo Xiaobei's turn to be surprised.

It's just a random pattern, and it can be just the same as the one on the ancestral hall, doesn't this just show that the mausoleum is indeed related to this village?

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaobei said, "Then Uncle Li, have you found a record of the location of the mausoleum in this village from those books?" ”

"What mausoleum?" Uncle Li looked dazed, "Are you talking about the cemetery in the mountain behind our village?" ”

In other words, Uncle Li did not know about the existence of the mausoleum. So how did Qu Yan and the white-robed man know?

Unlike Luo Xiaobei, she only found out after the Han family's sister-in-law, but before the Han family's sister-in-law, and before the missing villagers, someone should know, otherwise how did Qu Yan and the white-robed people find the location of the mausoleum in the group?

In the decades since Uncle Li took over the ancestral hall, he has almost all the books in the ancestral hall, but he doesn't know that there is another mausoleum in this village that is comparable to the size of the emperor, but the location of this mausoleum is clearly marked on this drawing, that is, this mausoleum should be related to the ancestors of this village, not just an accident.

There is another possibility in the thirties, that is, the age of the existence of this mausoleum is older than the age of the village, and the ancestors of this village chose the location of the village precisely because of the discovery of this mausoleum. But such a statement is too far-fetched.

Judging from what Uncle Li said, the ancestors of this village must have deliberately not passed on the Dao Fa in order to hide something. Because of this, no one in this village knows that the village where they live and the surrounding mountains are all formations.

Is it for that mausoleum?

Why don't you let your descendants know about it?

Could it be that there is any treasure in this mausoleum that even his descendants cannot know? Is it a treasure or something terrible?

"Then Uncle Li, I don't know if I can ask again, the spirit card on the ancestral hall, which your ancestors have been worshipping since the beginning, what is the surname on it?" Luo Xiaobei thought for a while and glanced at Wang Xiaowan who was sitting on the side.

Luo Xiaobei once guessed that the formation of this village might be related to the Gong Loser and the Mo family, but Wang Xiaowan, as a descendant of the Mo family, did not know about the records of such a village, so there was only one other.

"Gong loses!" Uncle Li didn't think about it, he said everything about the ancestral hall, and now he can still say a surname.

But Wang Xiaowan and Luo Xiaobei, who got this answer, couldn't sit still.

Why did another public lose come out?

The mausoleum in Wangxiang is already the mausoleum of the ancestors of the public loser, and the sword inside has long been handed over to Du Yang. If the current mausoleum is still a public loser, then which line? Or did this vein split off long before the Wangxiang incident?

According to the book records mentioned by Uncle Li, the development of the public loser was not inferior to that of Wangxiang, and it can be said that it was even better. What is the reason for that, to abandon all the glory and wealth and hide in this mountain forest, and to cut off all the Taoism of the public loser and not pass it on to future generations?

It even changed its name.

Nowadays, almost all of the people in the village are public losers, and most of the foreign surnames may be composed together, but in the village, there is no longer a public loser surname.

The change in this vein is more radical than that of Wangxiang.

"Then Uncle Li doesn't know anything else, it's about the mausoleum. Maybe it's the mausoleum in the back mountain, or some other mausoleum, as long as it's mentioned in the book, Uncle Li can talk about it. Wang Xiaowan, who had been sitting silently, suddenly spoke.

Luo Xiaobei glanced at her and found that she looked serious, she should have just thought of something to have such a problem.

"Mausoleum?" Uncle Li hesitated a little, obviously stumped, but he lowered his head and was really thinking about it.

This process is very long, but Luo Xiaobei and Wang Xiaowan's mentality has changed now.

is not as careless as before, but now they are full of anxiety in their hearts, so the period of Uncle Li's silence seems extraordinarily long.

"I remember when you asked." Uncle Li suddenly spoke, as if Luo Xiaobei and Wang Xiaowan saw the dawn of hope, "I read a sentence mentioned in a book, saying that the tomb needs a tomb keeper, and this tomb keeper must be hidden in the dark. ”

"Grave keeper?" Luo Xiaobei thought of this possibility when he looked at the picture with Lu Zhe and Wang Xiaowan before, maybe the people in the village exist as tomb keepers, but according to the current statement, this tomb keeper may not be the whole village, but one person.