Thinking back to the legend about Wangfuyun that Meng Zhao told before, and then looking at the position of the two bodies in the sarcophagus, I can't help but guess that the man in front of me in a blue coat, white clothes and black pants is the woodcutter who loves Princess Ava and makes a private lifelong commitment?

However, according to the version that everyone has handed down, the little hunter who chopped wood should have been slapped down by Master Luo Quan, turned into a stone mule, and sank to the bottom of the Erhai Sea?

So, the person who is quietly parked in the belly of this snow peak, regardless of the vicissitudes of life outside, but can still preserve the immortality of the physical body, is it-

Master Luo Quan?!

It's incredible! If my assumption is correct, then that's too counterintuitive, isn't it? Could it be that the noble national teacher, who covers the sky with one hand, and ruthlessly separates a couple of lovers, would give up his glory, wealth and status for the sake of a dead princess, and come to this snowy peak where birds don't to be buried?

With this question in mind, I suddenly had an idea: I pressed my beating heart, jumped lightly onto the altar, climbed into the sarcophagus, turned over the body of the mysterious man, lifted his clothes, and examined his back.

It stands to reason that if "he" is really a woodcutter, there should be traces of wings on his back just like in the legend. At this point, in my opinion, who has seen many supernatural events, even with the help of the Dao, there must still be signs of muscle and bone displacement and bone hyperplasia in the body.

Through observation and palpation, it is not difficult for me to identify these signs, which is a combination of Chinese and Western medicine.

"Strange! This guy, below the shoulder blades on his back, obviously left traces of bone hair growth, and the surface of the skin and skin also retained visible scars. "After a thorough examination, I still can't believe what I saw.

After all, this is equivalent to saying that the man in front of him is likely to be the legendary woodcutter who was knocked down and fell into the Erhai Lake!

"Wait, there's another possibility."

Seeing my frustrated face, Sharon on the side still didn't stop thinking, only to see her blue and deep eyes roll, and actually put forward a guess that even I hadn't thought of:

According to Sharon's train of thought, in the legend of Wangfuyun told by Mengzhao, everyone's appearance has its own sufficient background, and most of the motives are in line with common sense. The actions of everyone on the stage are smoothly logical and causal, except for one character who comes and goes in a hurry and is ambiguously described, that is, the so-called "Cangshan Mountain God".

When you think about it, his appearance and motivation are amazing. First of all, when he appeared, he had no background and no one had seen him, and as soon as he appeared in the story, he taught Qiao Lang all kinds of magical spells; Later, he was even more convinced to instigate Qiao Lang to take advantage of Master Luo Quan's outing, to risk his life and break into Luo Quan Temple alone to steal treasure clothes.

Can he really predict the prophet? But why couldn't he predict that Qiao Lang would die at the hands of Luo Quan and give a warning early, but instead encouraged or induced this honest hunter brother step by step to slowly trigger the bottom line of King Nanzhao, who had a serious class concept, until he plundered the princess and made a private decision for life.

Is he really helping woodcutters by doing this? Perhaps, his real purpose is to lead him to put out the fire and take the opportunity to eradicate him!

In the face of a series of questions raised by Sharon, the difficulty in my heart was suddenly opened up - yes, what if the so-called mountain god and Master Luo Quan, who persecuted Qiao Lang, were actually a person?

Well, many things, including the fact that the man in the coffin and the woodcutter are generally able to have wings on their backs, make perfect sense!

And all this, but only one premise needs to be added, that is: Master Luo Quan's cunning guy was originally Qiao Lang's rival in love!

Then his motive is easy to understand: when he saw that his beloved was in love with someone else, he designed a frame-up to induce the two to elope and touch the bottom line of King Nanzhao. At the same time, he sat quietly on the surface and waited for King Nanzhao to summon him, and then cast a spell in front of the king to shoot the woodcutter to death!

The only thing he miscalculated should be only one: that is, he never expected that Princess Ava would be so infatuated with Qiao Lang, so affectionate that she would rather die for him than accept Luo Quan's heart.

Telling Sharon about the inference, she thought about it and felt that it made sense. We were about to search the sarcophagus again to find some evidence to back it up, but my elbow accidentally hit the man's head, and the neatly wrapped turban fell under the weight of the weight.

From the inside, it rolled out of one side, the copper color is pure, and the ancient mirror is yellowed in the blue. At first glance, the style, texture and shape are a bit similar to the reincarnation mirror I wore around my neck - you know, the thing my brother hung on was made by Linda from the fragments of the Taoyuan copper fan!

Could it be that Linda's inspiration for making the reincarnation mirror came from here? It's really hard to say, after all, Linda, who has been here, with her ability, is very likely to arbitrarily observe the secret treasures hidden in the underground tomb.

Thinking of this, I can't help but think back to the time when Linda taught the use of the reincarnation mirror. As I looked back at the recordings Linda had left behind, I became more and more convinced that Linda had inspired her to create a reincarnation mirror from a broken peach fan that had come from it.

In this way, the use of this bronze mirror may be similar to the method of driving the reincarnation mirror!

After boldly putting forward the idea, I took a deep breath, condensed my mind, and couldn't help but grab the bronze mirror and pour a breath of my own clear air, and wait for that breath to use the mirror as a medium, and then return to my body after a week, and so on, only to see that under the eyes of the heart, the bronze mirror really stirred up a shallow circle of qi.

It's really started! Seeing this, I could still suppress my excitement, and after glancing at Sharon excitedly, I couldn't help but speed up the intensity of the true qi injection, and the dim bronze mirror, with the accumulation of spiritual energy, gradually showed a series of fragments.

The first thing that catches your eye is a snow-capped mountain of ten thousand gods, and within the high walls of the temple on the mountainside, a little novice dressed in cloth clothes, half of his body, and with a bronze mirror tied to his chest to protect his heart, is sitting in meditation in the backyard where snowflakes are flying.

A masked king led by a monk and a lama happened to pass by with his daughter, and the little girl saw a shivering little novice sitting in the ice and snow still trembling and meditating, and couldn't help but feel compassion, snatched the paper umbrella from the hand of the entourage, and jumped up and down the snow and ran to him.

"Princess, that little monk made a mistake and was punished by the elders! Don't break the rules! The stunned old servant saw that the young lady was willful, and he was frightened, and sat down on the ground, peeking at the king, as if he had no intention of interfering, and then stopped talking.

"What's your name?" The little princess stretched out her immature little hand, opened her umbrella and stood beside the thinly dressed little novice, sighed softly, blinked her big eyes, and asked curiously.

"I, my name is Luo Quan." The little novice was covered with goose feathers and snow, but he didn't dare to shake it off, and when he saw the little princess ask him, he had to reply cautiously.

"Ha, Luo Quan, is it? My name is Ava. Daddy will come to you every year to select mages, and it is said that the most powerful mages can become the national teachers of our family! You have to do it, don't make a mistake in the future! I'm still waiting for you to learn how to protect me! ”

With that, the princess gently took off her fox fur coat, and put it on the shoulders of the little novice, and gave him a lovely smile, and ran away, hiding in the arms of her father.

All the monks in the monastery, together with the master who punished the little novice, had to sell their face to the king, and they all respectfully followed the elders away.

In the heavy snow, only the lonely little novice was left, and the fox fur coat that slowly warmed his cold heart.

……

In the middle of the high hall, the wise and martial King Nanzhao was surrounded by civil and military officials, handing over a white jade cane symbolizing royal authority to a masked mage wearing a black monk's robe and a feather scarf, officially awarding the important task of Nanzhao Guoshi to this young monk.

Luo Quan, who felt the attention of the people, was not excited at all because of the king's weight, and after being held by King Nanzhao for a week, his eyes finally fell on Princess Ava, who was dressed in full costume and standing quietly and ladylikely.

From his gaze, which was full of a thousand words but could not be revealed, I could even feel his painful inner monologue as I watched from outside the bronze mirror. It is estimated that Luo Quan, who has been in Nanzhao for many years, has already deeply felt the insurmountable gap brought about by the difference in status and status, and although he is close to Princess Ava at this time, he can still only look up at the back of the princess, and he feels the powerlessness of fate......

……

This time, the bronze mirror showed a magnificent Bai courtyard house, and by the wall under the tower, a middle-aged woman with a melancholy face was softly calling Princess Ava, who was about to climb over the high wall, and said to her distressedly:

"Miss, where are you going? Are you going to find the poor boy who hunted again? ”

"Nurse, I'll come when I go! Don't tell my father! Seeing that she had been recognized, the princess turned playfully, made a lovely grimace at the old servant who was worried about her, and as soon as she threw herself up, she had already crossed the high wall and went to the mountain to have a private meeting with the woodcutter.

"Be careful...... the old servant saw the princess sneaking out of the mansion, so he sighed softly, turned around and walked into the room, still distressed along the way: "If the king comes to ask me at this time, what reason should I find?" Alas......"

It wasn't until she sighed and walked away depressedly, and on the top of the tower on the side, did she stand up thoughtfully. I saw him purse his lips, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and then suddenly shook his hand, unfolded a pair of fleshy wings that suddenly grew from his back, jumped with his sleeves, and flew silently to the Luoquan Temple opposite Erhai Lake.

Above the Erhai Sea, above the white clouds, Luo Quan flew and flew, and an imperceptible sneer finally appeared on his gloomy face.

Seeing this, Sharon and I outside the bronze mirror were almost 100% sure that the masked monk Luo Quan in the bronze mirror should be the man in civilian clothes in the white jade sarcophagus in front of us. Tomb Hunter East White