I was completely attracted by the coffin on the blood-red stone platform, and I thought about it for a long time before I came back to my sensesMiao Yu's mood also recovered a little, the two of us glanced at each other, I didn't ask many things clearly, but my heart was surging with incomprehension and surprise.

Jiuli Palace, that is the core of the Jiuli One Domain, is the place where the Lord of Jiuli is entrenched, I have heard this title more than once, and Miao Yu has also explained. In my impression, the Jiuli Hall will naturally be in Jiuli, southern Xinjiang, thousands of miles away, but why does it appear below the old road of the Great River?

And Miao Yu clearly said that this is the oldest Jiuli Palace, what does that mean?

As soon as these messy questions surfaced, they were immediately suppressed again, and at this moment, my mind was all focused on the black wood coffin. Maybe it's really like what Miao Yu said, when we come to the end of the ancient hall, what is hidden at the end is likely to remind people of something, and until now, although I still don't know anything, Miao Yu has obviously recalled some of the past.

"What is the origin of this coffin? Can you remember? I asked Miao Yu as I walked slowly around the blood-red stone platform, looking slowly.

"I can't remember, but my grandfather used to chat with me and talked a lot about the past." Miao Yu looked at the trunk of the tree that was shining like Ugin and said, "In the Jiuli Ancient Domain, there was once a big Wusu tree, and the big tree was hugged by three people, but it only had nine leaves. ”

In the ancient legend of Jiuli, the Wusu sacred tree is the same as the lotus tree, there is only one plant, it is said that it is a divine object that conquers the heavens and the earth, and can bring people back to life. This kind of legend is naturally not believable, but it has been circulated in Jiuli for tens of millions of years, and the Jiuli Miao people are convinced. The Wusu wood has long been gone, and the Jiuli Miao people of later generations have passed it down from generation to generation, and their only Wusu wood has been made into a tree coffin and buried an extremely important person. Miao Yu must have heard such a legend, and it was not until today that she saw with her own eyes this Wusu wood coffin that was almost exactly the same as the rumored one.

"Open it!" I walked around the blood-red stone platform twice, and I had already made up my mind that no matter whether this matter was dangerous or not, I would see with my own eyes who was buried in this coffin.

As I spoke, I jumped onto the stone platform and pulled Miao Yu up. The coffin was as hard as iron, with a mysterious and noble aura, the coffin had not really been opened, but that breath had completely wrapped the person, and it was a little breathless. I was desperate, and the more this happened, the more I became curious about the people buried inside.

I turned my head to look at Miao Yu, she didn't have a superfluous expression, and her eyes were completely focused on the coffin. The structure of the ancient tree coffin is very simple, it is cut in half from the middle, the heart of the tree is hollowed out, and the coffin lid is covered after the person is buried in it. For a standard Jiuli tree burial, there will be three iron hoops in the middle of the coffin. But at this moment, I saw that the three hoops on the coffin had been broken and fell to the side of the coffin.

As soon as I saw these three hoops, I was completely sure in my heart that the people in the coffin were extraordinary, and the three hoops were all made of gold, which was a kind of etiquette in Jiuli funerals, and people who could not reach their status were not qualified to use them.

I have a faint anxiety and uneasiness in my heart, I feel that my hands and feet are a little weak, and I have been struggling to pursue a thing, and when this matter is finally about to come to light, no one can understand that feeling. I settled down, stretched out my hands, and firmly held on to the side of the coffin. I want to open it right away, lest I have too many dreams and suddenly encounter some surprise when the truth will be revealed.

The Usu wood was extremely heavy, and all the strength of my whole body was concentrated on my hands, and I pushed the upper part of the coffin away little by little, moved out a slit hand, inserted my fingers into it, and lifted it with all my strength, and the coffin lid fell in response.

A figure, lying flat in the coffin, motionless. The moment the coffin was opened, my heart pounded wildly, and I grabbed the flashlight casually, and before I knew it, the mood that had just stabilized fluctuated violently. The light flickered and shone into the coffin, illuminating the figure lying flat inside.

He may have been dead for a long, long time, with a sharp weapon piercing a hole in his forehead, and I don't know how many years have passed, and the blood from the wound seems to have not yet coagulated. He died a terrible death, but his expression was surprisingly peaceful.

"Did you see it" Miao Yu lowered her head, the tears in her eyes fell one by one, and when she saw the person in the coffin, she could no longer control herself, first shed tears, and then cried bitterly.

My vision was in a trance, my eyes were immediately glazed, I could no longer turn, and my whole person and my mind seemed to be frozen in an instant, and an unprecedented strangeness and panic came like a tide.

If I'm right, this man lying in the canopy of the Usumu tree is me.

Who is he? I couldn't tell the difference, but I could confirm that the "me" lying in the coffin was definitely not the person who looked like me in the Sanctuary.

He had the same facial features and the same figure as me, and apart from the bloody hole in his forehead, there was almost no difference between me and him. After the sluggishness, there was a strong confusion, and I involuntarily took a step back and looked at Miao Yu, who was crying.

Maybe I was too naïve, I always thought that as long as I opened this coffin and saw the people inside, I might solve some mysteries in my heart and let the whirlpool behind the frontal bone be partially interpreted, but when I saw this person, I fell back into a deeper abyss and couldn't extricate myself.

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The whirlpool behind the frontal bone suddenly spun rapidly, and the chaotic scenes flashed in front of me, and the whirlpool reacted, but it still didn't remind me of the lost memory.

"Do you remember anything? Remember something? I eagerly asked Miao Yu, this thing was too strange. Who is the man lying in the coffin? Why is he exactly like me? What is his identity? He can be buried in the ancient Jiuli Palace, and use the only Wusu wood in the Jiuli Ancient Domain as his coffin.

Miao Yu couldn't cry, crying and almost fainting, as if the most important and closest person in her life suddenly left her forever, and the feeling of loss made her miserable, almost trapped in a feeling that she couldn't break free. I crouched down and hugged her gently, not rushing to ask or say anything, just stroking her long black hair with my hand. Miao Yu's whole body was buried in my arms, and tears wet her clothes.

It was a long time before she looked up, looked at the coffin, looked at me, and then hugged me tighter, lest I disappear from sight as soon as she let go.

"I remembered, I remembered" Miao Yu opened her teary eyes: "I brought you here"

"What? What did you say? "My brain exploded, almost exploded, although Miao Yu cried so much, and her emotions were excited, = but her mind was obviously clear, and when she said this, a fact that I had never thought of and was a little difficult to accept.

Is this person lying in the coffin of the Usumu tree really me?

"I brought you here" Miao Yu stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, but the tears seemed to be inexhaustible, wiped off a piece, and flowed out again: "You died in Lianlian Mountain, a piece of blood flowed, I cried, I didn't want you to die like that, I brought you here"

Before Miao Yu's words fell, the outline of the chain of mountains suddenly flashed in my mind, the layers of chain of mountains, the big river flowing on the side of the mountain, the dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, tumbling and rolling, I saw a figure suddenly fall from the dark clouds, straight between the mountains, the heaven and the earth screamed, the sun and the moon had no light, the figure staggered and wanted to get up, but the strength was not enough. He had a bloody hole in his forehead, and his face was covered in blood, trying to straighten his waist and get back up.

But he lost his life, and he lost all his strength, and his eyes were glued to blood, and he glanced weakly to the south. I saw his face, the man lying in the coffin at this moment.

I have heard people mention the place of Lianhuan Mountain more than once, but listening to Miao Yu mention it at this moment brings me a strong shock. I really felt like something in my mind was trying to jump out, but before I could catch the faint clue, the whirlpool behind my frontal bone swelled countless times in an instant, almost bursting the entire skull.

I couldn't put into words the feeling, as if my head was about to be shattered into pieces, I couldn't help but scream, holding my head in my hands, rolling back and forth on the ground in pain, I couldn't help it.

"Don't! No! Miao Yu immediately stopped what she wanted to say, she turned over and hugged me tightly, her face pressed against mine, and she whispered in a hurry and whisper: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's me who is bad, it's me who is not good, I shouldn't have said that, I shouldn't have said it"

My mind was a mess, a mess, and there was unspeakable pain in my unbearable pain, and I seemed to recall a little, but I didn't seem to remember anything. But I already know that a long time ago, in Lianhuan Mountain, there was a person who died, and that person was me?

Miao Yu kept soothing, kept holding me, I don't know how long it took, the pain was unbearable, as if the crisis of the brain was about to collapse gradually subsided, I was sweating all over my body, faintly some fear, really the same as what the grandfather said, some things, I can only think about it myself, if others say it, I will lose control and even die.