Soon after, the eldest and second uncles came over, and they looked at me and shook their heads.

I know that my grandfather has completely disappeared.

Then I switched back to the previous footage and showed them again.

The second uncle looked straight and shook his head, and asked me for a cigarette: "Your grandfather is still conscious." ”

Yes, after determining that mouth shape, it is obvious that grandpa's consciousness at that time was absolutely clear, and he may even understand how he has come over for more than 20 years.

"So what now?" Outside the door, the sky was already spitting out white dew.

"No clue! You go to sleep in the car first, and we'll go in and go through some formalities. "Uncle handed me the car keys and sent me away.

When this kind of thing happens, it's like this for anyone, I can't help it, I took the key and lay down in the car, got into the car, everything just now is vivid, I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I opened the file that Yue Bin sent me before.

As the title of the document suggests, this is an article that begins with Sanxingdui culture, first describing the appearance of two bronze trees in Sanxingdui, with a pattern.

It also describes the culture of trees in Chinese history. Legends such as Fuso, Wakaki, and Kenki.

I turned the pages one by one, when I saw Jianmu, I was stunned for a moment, in the legend Jianmu is a sacred tree that communicates with heaven, earth, man and god, and can travel to heaven and earth through Jianmu. Isn't this the tree that has always been described as leading to the sky?

The article analyzes that these trees, in ancient times, were likely to be the "she" trees of ancient times. Later generations equated "she" with land and existed as a symbol of the country, but in ancient times, "she" had a broader meaning, and people engaged in political and religious activities such as measuring the heavens, sacrificing to the gods of heaven and earth, praying for rain, praying for agriculture, etc., which was an extremely sacred place to communicate with heaven and man.

Let's put it this way! The ancients believed that trees were the prototype of our entire society. For example, the World Tree in Norse mythology, in Norse mythology, the branches of this giant tree make up the entire world. There are nine kingdoms on the tree, and the World Tree has three thick roots, the third of which goes deep into the land of Nimist, and under its roots there is a poisonous dragon that constantly gnaws at the roots. It kept biting at the roots until one day it could finally bite the tree.

The paper mentions that the description of the world tree in Norse mythology is somewhat similar to the No. 1 copper tree unearthed in Sanxingdui.

The article posted a picture, I saw Sanxingdui cultural relics, there is a dragon hanging in the lower part of the No. 1 copper tree, this dragon is very strange, there is no take-off, but the head is down, the tail is up, this action is like gnawing at the roots of the tree.

In this way, the myths of the two countries coincide in a certain way, which is by no means a coincidence of myth makers, but real, but is seen by different people and written into different stories.

I then flipped a few pages back and saw some of the author's analysis of Sanxingdui culture.

Halfway through the sight, a strange phone call came in.

"Have you read the information?" It was the voice of the man who spoke to him.

"Almost! Is it to the effect that the existence of the tree is proved from an archaeological point of view? But I think the whole story is nonsense without nutrition, and until something substantial is discovered, everything is speculation. ”

"No, no, no, it's not like that! A friend of mine called me, and he found out why the Marquis of the Sea Dusk knew that there was news about the Heavenly Tree in this world. ”

"Really?"

That's right, in fact, this is what I have always wondered, why the Marquis of the Sea Dusk happened to find the tree for a keel. Did he know there was a dragon under the tree in the first place? No, wait. There is a dragon under the tree, isn't this the prototype of the Samsung's No. 1 Bronze Tree? Could it be said that the Marquis of Haidui must have had contact with the civilization of Sanxingdui at the beginning, so he knew that the tree was also real, and only there was a huge dragon under the tree.

I understand Menyuebin's intention, that is to say, as long as we crack this Sanxingdui civilization, we can find that tree.

"Hey, why don't you talk?"

"Oooh! Listen to you! ”

"Talk about a fart, meet and say, you have to invite my brother to dinner!"

"Eat your sister! I'm in Sichuan! ”

"Sichuan?" Door Yuebin's voice suddenly became a notch louder.

"What's wrong?"

"You wait for me, I'll go over in the morning, and we'll meet in the afternoon."

"Are you sick, what are you doing in Sichuan when you're full?"

"What, that Zhuode is in Sichuan, and I have to go to Chengdu to sell a batch of goods, so we will see you at the Xianqiao antique market in the afternoon."

I answered and hung up.

The brain is running rapidly, Menyue Bin analyzed it well, the civilization of Sanxingdui must have existed in a certain dynasty, so it is not accidental that the Marquis of Haidui can know the secret of that tree, he was the Yellow Emperor, and he also lived in the luxurious imperial city, all the information and documents in the imperial city are just his personal cultural relics, if one day he happens to see ······.

"Knock knock!"

"Didn't sleep?" Uncle got in.

"Can't sleep, are you done over there?"

"It's done, let's open a room and rest later, and we'll leave for the afternoon to go back!"

I waved my hand, thinking that there was something going on over there in Menyuebin, so I said something, let's go, and bought a ticket to Chengdu by myself.

That's how I said goodbye to them. Hurried to the station.

At lunchtime, I rushed to Chengdu, and made a phone call with Men Yuebin and rushed over there, this Xianqiao antique market is located not far from Du Fu's thatched cottage, and it is a famous place in Chengdu. In addition to teahouses, Sichuan cuisine, hot pot and skewers at 9 or 10 o'clock in the middle of the night, it is also worth mentioning that it is worth collecting old books and antiques.

"Where?" The driver asked when he got into the car.

"The fairy bridge next to Huanhua Creek."

The driver saw me with a foreign accent and talked to me: "Shopping for goods? ”

I nodded. I answered, then closed my eyes and didn't pay attention to him, this Chengdu person is too good. I didn't understand much about this, but the words here, his half-native dialect and authentic Mandarin, made me dizzy.

Soon the car arrived, I said thank you, and I stepped out of the door, I looked at the scattered crowd, and remembered that once upon a time, this was also the largest antique market and thrift market in western China. Now it has become a park for old men to take their grandchildren or walk birds.

"Here, here!" Not far away, the bald head stood next to a Beetle and waved at me.

I saw that this guy was wearing a trendy suit and a pair of sunglasses. Among the beetles sat an elderly man with gray hair.

"Get in the car!" He opened the door, and I yawned and slipped inside.

After getting in the car, we exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the bald head of Men Yuebin began to introduce me to him, he said that this old man is Zhuo De's housekeeper, and the one named Zhuo De is an archaeologist who has been studying and exploring Sanxingdui culture for a long time.

The car started and slowly drove into the antique market, if the car was changed to before, the car would not have been driven into it at all, because the street here is so big, and there are more people to move in a bunch. You must know that the Chengdu Xiangxianqiao antique market has a history of nearly 20 years since it was completed and opened in 1998, and it was known as the second largest antique art market in the country. However, it has gradually declined, and although it is Friday, the flow of people in the market is not large, and many shopkeepers are playing cards or sleeping on chairs.

The old man who drove on the road, saw that I had been staring out the window and asked me if it was the first time to come to this place, he said: "This Chengdu is a slow pace of life, it is a place to retire, if a stranger wants to find the bits and pieces of life in old Chengdu, in addition to entering the museum, you might as well come here to take a walk." Here, you can see Han bricks carved with horses, Qing Dynasty porcelain pillows, ivory mahjong from the Republic of China, hollow carved beds, as well as pottery, snuff bottles, pipes and other gadgets and handicrafts. Some of them are authentic antiques, while others are light and detailed imitations, waiting for buyers to distinguish between the real and the fake. Many Chengdu people have moved to a new home, and they will also come here to buy some antique western Sichuan furniture, which is placed in the living room, which is quite chic. ”

"No wonder!" I looked at the streets where there were piles of rare antiques and old goods, and I thought to myself, how can I put valuable things in the sun, it turns out to be high imitations!

"This year, the antique market is sluggish, and there is no business to do. Most of the current business relies on old customers, selling old things. ”

"Come on! Am I not familiar with this street? The big business here now comes from the ghost market and the fairy market. How many uses can the little money flow on the bright side during the day? ”

"Ghost City, I've heard of it, but what is that Immortal Market?" I asked.