I am Wang Yanxuan, born in Hangzhou, 20 years old this year, my grandfather is Wang Shuainian, known as the king of the south in the rivers and lakes, he has a junior brother named Ma Chongshan, a native of Heilongjiang, and the people of the rivers and lakes are called North Ma, they are tomb robbers, at least in my family my father said so, and I, inherited the mantle of my grandfather, became the representative of the younger generation of the Nanwang faction. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The place I'm looking for is called the Tomb of the King of the Nine Realms, it is the tomb of the legendary King of the Nine Realms, Yun Hong, he did not exist in history, he is a legend of the God Realm, but since I was born, my grandfather began to slowly believe in the existence of Yun Hong's tomb, and I may be the key to finding Yun Hong's tomb.

When I was born, I had a unique mark on my arm, half the sun, half the moon, every full moon night, the mark on my body would shine, as if sending some kind of signal, my grandfather had seen this symbol in a classic, it was a unique symbol of an ancient legal code, the name of the code is called the Three Worlds, according to records, the Three Worlds can make people travel between the past and the present, it is the fourth dimension outside the Three Realms, where time is still, which means that the Three Worlds can make people immortal.

Since I was eleven years old, every year on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, one of the light patterns around the sun mark on my arm would disappear, which was the nine curved marks around the sun mark, which looked like the light of the sun, and my grandfather and the family did not know what it meant, but in my opinion, it was more like a countdown.

I told my grandfather what I thought, but he didn't say anything, and then he locked himself in his study for three days and three nights, going through all the classics left by his ancestors, and kept muttering countdowns, countdowns......

That night, I felt an inexplicable pain in my chest, I saw a dazzling red light in my grandfather's study, but when I slammed the door and rushed into the study, my grandfather was already out of breath, his body was as cold as winter ice and snow, his eyes looked straight out of the window, the look of the past had dissipated, he was holding an ancient book in his hand, all the records on it were hieroglyphs, although I couldn't understand it, but I recognized the symbol of half a day and a half moon, and the sunlight pattern on the book was reduced on a page, which is a pictographic counting method, and the symbol on that page represents the number of pages of the classic, which further confirms the statement that the symbol on my arm is counting down.

I'm 20 years old this year, and there's only one stripe left on the mark, and it's fading away, fading more and more.

My grandfather's death plunged my family into grief, and the sudden bad news was terrifying, and I looked at the ancient book in my grandfather's hand before his death, and I stroked the marks on the ancient book, as if he could penetrate into my blood, enter my brain, and I vaguely saw a hazy world.

Outside the window, there was a sudden storm, a flash of lightning flashed, and the rumbling thunder woke me up from the haze, and the ancient book inadvertently fell to the ground, glowing a light blue, and at the same time, the mark on my arm also glowed a light blue, and today was not a full moon night.

I closed the ancient book, my heart was inexplicably empty, the feeling was unprecedented, as if everything was hollowed out, just when I was in a trance, someone suddenly attacked me from behind, I immediately fainted to the ground, and when I woke up, I found that I was already lying in the room, only Xiaofan was by my side.

The ancient book was snatched away, and we don't know who did it, but it was something that should have been buried with my grandfather, and it belonged to my grandfather, and I had to get it back.