Chapter 62: The Origin of the Bronze Mirror
The monk smacked his lips and said, "I'm not interested in any of this, I want to know now, what is the reason why the treasures hidden here are still there?" ā
The master speculated: "There is no record in this record book. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć However, as mentioned above, there was more than one reason why the imperial court sent Chen Li to destroy the Yelang Kingdom, and part of it was because of these treasures. Therefore, according to the speculation below, those treasures should have been transported back to Chang'an in the year when the Yelang Kingdom was destroyed. And those people are very likely to steal the underground palace here by the way. ā
As soon as he heard this, the monk suddenly became anxious, and said hurriedly: "Master, you have been talking about feelings for a long time, and now we are in an empty fight?" ā
"No, no, no, this is just speculation, the exact news is all from the Seventh Master. If the Seventh Master already knew that this was an empty fight, with his understanding of the Seventh Master, it would be impossible for the Seventh Master to take such a trip. ā
I finally understood, so I asked the master: "In other words, before the monk looked for your seventh master, you originally planned to come to the house?" ā
The master nodded and said, "Don't hide it from the two of you, before you find it." The Seventh Master had already begun to arrange the route into the Qiqi as early as a month ago. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone so smoothly all the way here. And at the beginning, the seventh master and the old man didn't agree to bring you over, so they still helped you intercede. ā
"You helped us intercede, is it because of that Buddha scroll?" I asked him directly.
The master showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, but he still nodded and said: "Since it is said that the two are the life-saving benefactors below, they will no longer hide the two below." At that time, there was indeed this consideration, and the Buddha scroll in the hands of the two of them not only recorded the reincarnation of King Yelang, but also the planning map of King Yelang's underground palace. ā
The monk and I were dumbfounded.
"Plans? Why didn't we see it? ā
"It's normal for the two to not be recognized, the plan is made with the secret technique of Buddhism, and it seems invisible to outsiders, and it can only be seen with a special developer powder. Like this kind of strange and obscene tricks, the two naturally rarely come into contact. You must know that the reckless and deep mountains in the Qiqi territory, and a series of complex vertical and horizontal groundwater caves in the mountains are even more like a labyrinth. It is not easy to find a deliberately hidden entrance in such an environment. ā
The master paused and continued: "Back then, Jin Zhishi should have relied on the plan to enter the underground palace and hide those treasures in the various secret rooms and secret compartments of the underground palace. Therefore, even if Chen Li did bring people into the underground palace back then, it was impossible to take all the treasures with him. ā
It wasn't until this moment that the monk and I understood why Miss Pan had gone to great lengths to steal the Buddhist scroll from the monk's hands, and with her style of doing things, she must have known the plan hidden under the Sanskrit text.
The monk looked a little angry and sighed, "Master, why didn't you say this earlier?" You said a few hours earlier, so do we still need to run around the dungeon like this, headless and brainless? ā
It's okay not to mention the Buddha scroll, but now that I think about it, the two of them were deceived by a girl at that time, and it was a shame to say it.
The master was puzzled, how could the monk and I react like this? I was going to tell him about Miss Pan. At this time, the monk pretended to have a pity expression and explained to the master that the Buddha scroll was accidentally washed away when he climbed down the waterfall.
When the master heard the monk say this, he also sighed that it was indeed a pity. I don't know what the hell is this monk doing? The Buddha scroll was obviously stolen by Miss Pan. But seeing that he secretly looked at me, I didn't demolish him.
In the burial room, apart from the record book, the monk could not find anything else to take with him. We had been resting here for nearly an hour, and the monk beckoned me and my master to continue going deeper into the underground palace.
When I passed by the bronze mirror, I remembered the strange scene just now, and I was still covered in sweat and hair, but I didn't know what the reason was, so I tentatively asked the master.
"Master, can you see the origin of this bronze mirror?"
The master glanced at me and said, "The little brother has a good eye. Looking at all the artifacts here, only this gilded bronze mirror can be called the top grade. When I came in with the Seventh Master before I went down, I paid attention to this gilt mirror. The decorative elements around the mirror belong to the South Vietnamese culture. Judging from this, this gilded mirror should have been bought by King Yelang from the Kingdom of Nanyue. ā
"Judging from the gold body behind the bronze mirror, this gilded mirror, King Yelang originally intended to be handed over to the imperial court as a tribute. But because Yelang destroyed the country, the incident happened suddenly. And this gilt mirror was also rare at that time, so it was transferred to the underground palace. āć
The monk stood in front of the bronze mirror at this time, and said with praise: "It's not a tribute to the emperor Lao'er, and the effect looks different." When I turned my head to look, the monk was twisting his bucket waist in front of the bronze mirror. I didn't dare to get too close, because I was afraid that the monks would suddenly notice that something was wrong in the mirror.
And the monk and the master stood in front of the bronze mirror, no matter inside or outside the mirror, they looked completely normal.
I was afraid that the monk would also let me stand over, and I wouldn't be able to tell what to say at that time, so I hurriedly beckoned the two of them to continue to go deeper into the underground palace. Walking out of the burial room is a dark corridor. The monk was patient and looked around in the corridor, for fear of missing the secret rooms where the treasures were hidden. I walked alone in the back, recalling every detail of standing in front of the bronze mirror, trying to figure out what caused this to happen.
If it is said that the monk and the master, the same situation has occurred. That means that the bronze mirror is strange. But I made a special observation just now, and there was nothing wrong with the two of them. Only my mirror image is like being eaten by a bronze mirror.
I began to learn the monk's way of thinking, to see the essence directly through the phenomenon, and the essence problem was in me. Could it be that along the way, my body has unconsciously undergone some kind of change?
It's the only possibility I can think of. I quickly went through all the experiences in my mind from the moment I entered the house, like flipping through a book. There are a lot of suspicious spots, but when you think about it, they all seem to be normal. And along the way, as long as I have experienced something, then the monk must have experienced it too. If my body does change somewhat, then the monk should be in the same situation as me.
But I also saw just now that the monk's situation is normal, so this inference was also denied by me. All the possibilities I could think of, almost nothing. I was almost driven crazy, and I even began to wonder if this bronze mirror could have its own emotions and ways of thinking. The "me" in the mirror really made it eat.