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  Two years later, Old Xia looked at that familiar yet strange person, the one he had seen countless times in photos.

  Xia Qiushi, this is the name of three people combined into one.

  No joy of reunion, only inexplicable sorrow. Once shoulder-to-shoulder friends, now just passersby. It's also fate or heaven's will that Old Xia didn't stay long, silently returning home alone. He is no longer the hot-blooded young man who roamed Yang City with Fatso, nor the youth who traveled to Northern China with Cha Wenbin. Today's Old Xia is just a farmer's son, tired and worn out, the first among them to lose himself.

  Time lost is still waiting, memories lost, and he can only be a memory in others' mouths.

  Will we still gather at Lao Xia's home, drinking and having fun like before? Will we still secretly calculate each other's words and stab each other in the back for a dog? No more, the past is just the past. As Cha Wenbin said to Pangzi while watching Lao Xia walk away: "We will eventually have to face reality again."

  Ye Qiu was just exhausted, his physique was originally stronger than ordinary people, after a few bottles of intravenous drips, he woke up by noon, and by evening he could get out of bed, the next morning he completed the discharge procedures and rushed to Wulipu.

  That day, Cha Wenbin still invited Old Xia. On the table, the four people who used to be inseparable were now at a loss for words. The wine in their cups was drunk mechanically, and the dishes on the plates were eaten mechanically. This atmosphere continued until the end, when Baozi finally sighed: "Cha Ye, is our road also coming to an end?"

  Cha Wenbin didn't answer. He was a lonely person, someone without friends, who yearned to be able to protect the people he loved. Looking at Lao Xia's somewhat thin back, he just let out a sigh and didn't say anything more.

  Another two years have passed, the Lion Peak, that mountain temple is still there, those golden pyramid-like tombs are already covered with another layer of wild grass, lush and green everywhere, just like in those days.

  On the mountain top, a man had been waiting for a long time. He stood with his hands behind him, gazing into the distance, watching as this vast land lay submissively at his feet.

  "You young people can't even compare to an old man like me, you've waited for too long!" He seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and as soon as Zhang Wenbin and the others reached the top of the mountain, he opened his mouth: "Don't step over that big bluestone, if you're not on the same path as me, then just stand there and talk."

  A glimmer of light flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes, but it quickly dimmed again. Until now, he still hasn't uttered a single word.

  Cha Wenbin bowed towards the back figure, although he could confirm in his heart that it was indeed Ye Huan, the master who had warned him a thousand times not to provoke.

  "Senior, we've arrived. What instructions do you have for us?"

  "Kid, were you thinking of asking about that girl? Don't worry, I've already sent her back. There's another girl who is a bit more troublesome. In the end, she was still one step ahead of me, Cha Wenbin, this is also a good name." After finishing speaking, the person actually let out two strange "heh heh" laughs and said: "Kid, you've been here before, can you see anything?"

  "It can't be seen." Zha Wenbin replied truthfully, "I had a guess before that this place was designed with yin and yang symmetry, taking this mountain as the boundary. I'm just a junior, shallow and thin, and I don't dare to be presumptuous in front of my seniors."

  "Alas, a good seedling was taught to be so sour by Old Man Ma. What a pity!" The man suddenly sighed and said, "Autumn, come back with me later." His tone was light but had an irresistible feeling, Ye Qiu's body stiffened for a moment, Zha Wenbin followed and gently pulled his sleeve, shaking his head at him.

  "Want to know? Some things can be told, some things cannot. The fate of the five of you is actually related to one thing: Inheriting Zhou Ren. Cha Wenbin, do you still remember that day when Hei Long showed you a copper mirror?"

  "Bronze mirror?" Cha Wenbin suddenly remembered that when he was taken away by the Black Dragon in the Wild Man Village, he had indeed seen a bronze mirror there. The first time he saw it wasn't even the real thing, just a photograph. A scene appeared in Cha Wenbin's mind.

  "It's said that you're the first person to have a reaction upon seeing that copper mirror, and also the only one. Originally we thought you were the successor of Zhou Ren, but unfortunately, it wasn't when you saw the real thing."

  Cha Wenbin still remembers the scene when he first saw that copper mirror, and in his mind's eye, there was this picture: a grand ceremonial ground, with someone dressed in magnificent attire but wearing a mask standing at the top of the altar, holding a round object up to the sky with one hand and singing an unknown melody.

  Innumerable devotees bowed their heads and knelt down, a sedan chair with thin silk curtains was slowly carried into the venue, wherever it went, people cheered endlessly. The sedan chair arrived under the altar, lifted the curtain, and a beautiful woman walked out of the sedan, unfortunately, her face was covered with a thin veil, making it impossible to see her face clearly. The woman stepped up the stairs, walked slowly to the front of the person in the magnificent clothes, and knelt down on one knee.

  A man in Chinese clothing handed a round object to a masked woman, who knelt down. At this moment, two muscular men with knives and axes approached. The man helped the woman up, while another man's large knife swept through the air like wind, catching her head as it left her body, and her body gushed out blood like a fountain.

  Her skull was sent to the front of that magnificent garment, and the mouth of that skull stuck to the ear of that magnificent man, opening and closing sixteen times. Then, the skull did not move again, as if it had completed its mission. The magnificent man swung his arm and shouted "Ula" in his mouth. Suddenly, the crowd below was boiling, and the whole scene fell into a state of frenzy...

  "This has nothing to do with me."

  "Hmph, can't be helped then." The man dryly chuckled and said: "Now that you've seen it, you have indeed seen it. Originally, we all thought the Ji Zhou people were one person, and for thousands of years, everyone has thought so too. What a pity, now it seems we were wrong. The Ji Zhou people should be a group of people. Let me tell you a story first."

  "In the Records of the Grand Historian, it is written that King Wu of Zhou said: 'Therefore, those who compile genealogies should know their origins, the source of their surname and the reason for its bestowal, as well as the migrations and settlements of their ancestors. They should be able to recount all this without omission, and this will be a treasured record.' The person who compiled this genealogy was a descendant of the Zhou people, and he could understand the inscriptions on stele and explain the phrase 'Du Que Shi Wen'."

  Loyal minister Bi Gan was killed by Zhou of Shang due to the slander of Daji, and his heart was dug out. After King Wu of Zhou obtained the dynasty, he enfeoffed gods all over the world and took the white flag of Yan to seal Bi Gan, but it did not work because Bi Gan had no intention. Therefore, he buried him in a mound with a copper mirror left behind. Jiang Ziya observed the celestial phenomena and predicted that three years before or after the first year of Gui Mao, there would be a descendant of Zhou who could read the sixteen characters on the bronze plate and write this lost text, and his name would contain the word "Shen". As long as the descendant of Zhou is found, he can protect the dragon vein of the current dynasty for thousands of years, and Huaxia will rise. The descendants of Yan and Huang will be protected by their ancestors.

  This saying has been passed down for thousands of years, and every dynasty wanted to find that copper mirror to unravel its secrets. It wasn't until the mid-Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty that a peasant in Yanshi County, Luoyang, Henan Province, unearthed a copper plate while tilling the land. As Buddhism was prevalent during the Tang Dynasty, the peasant initially wanted to present the copper mirror to the imperial court but was stopped at the gate. The peasant then gave the copper plate to a passing Taoist priest.

  This person, Daozhi Sheng, was a disciple of the Mao Shan Qing Wei sect. At first glance, he recognized this thing and hastily took it back to the mountain for safekeeping. Later on, this copper plate went through several hands until the 15th year of the Wanli era in the Ming dynasty, when it was brought to Weihui Prefecture in Henan Province. This place was originally the capital city during the Shang Dynasty's Zhou period, and at that time, the prefecture chief was named Zhou Sichun.

  "Zhou Sichen?" Upon hearing this name, Cha Wenbin's eyebrows furrowed, a name that was strangely familiar to him.

  "That's right, he later became the 18th generation leader of your Tianzheng Sect, Yongyuan Zhenren. Yongyuan Zhenren translated the sixteen characters on this copper plate according to ancient books, which are: Front station back path, left forest right spring, eternal peace, this is treasure!"

  He once thought that this bronze plate was the one left by King Wu of Zhou, but it was later confirmed that this bronze plate was rewritten by King Mu of Zhou, the fifth king of the Western Zhou Dynasty, according to the original text written by King Wu of Zhou. Although the characters were broken, he still didn't understand what these sixteen characters meant. Later on, this thing has been passed down all the way until now, until you saw that picture in it."

  "That has nothing to do with us five people, we are not some kind of successor to Zhou, nor do we have any relation to this name."

  "It's not up to you to decide whether there is a relationship or not, it's up to me!" The man sneered again: "Shen is a very ancient surname, originating from the Ji surname. After several changes and evolutions, it has become one of the many surnames in the hundred families. Unfortunately, all of you have more or less some connection with this ancient surname family. This is indeed the easiest place to get people confused."

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