Wang Yue burst out laughing as he gazed at his masterpiece. Once the flames had dissipated, with a wave of his large hand, he stepped into the water pool.

  When he saw the lid of the largest bronze coffin, he couldnt hide his excitement and shouted: "Found it!"

  Stroking the large bronze tree carving on the coffin lid, Wang Yues hands trembled as she slowly unwrapped the object that had been wrapped in her hand all along, and a bronze tree branch-like thing was revealed.

  This bronze rod is about half a meter long and has a very ancient shape. Wang Yue excitedly compared the rod back and forth on the wooden carving on the coffin lid, finally perfectly merging with the bronze tree carving at the upper left.

  Looking at this complete pattern, Wang Yue murmured: "It seems that this legend is true."

  "Master of the house, is this what weve been searching for?"

  Mong Yue pulled Chihiro forward, pointing at the coffin lid and saying: "Look, this bronze tree carving has nine branches. According to legend, it should have had ten originally. Over a thousand years ago, our ancestors found this thing on the beach - the one Im holding in my hand."

  Wang Yue looked at the tree branch in his hand and continued: "The ancestors of the imperial family thought that this was a part of an ancient divine object, so they sent the Wang Yue family to search for the main body of this divine object. About this thing, countless predecessors spent thousands of years of heart and blood, and finally confirmed that it is the Fusang Divine Tree!"

  A group of people heard Wang Yue say that it was the Fusang divine tree, and except for Zhuo Lao Han, everyone else couldnt help but rejoice. As is well known, Japan has always referred to itself as the land of Fusang since ancient times, due to an ancient legend.

  In Chinese mythology, the Fusang tree is one of the spiritual realms. It is said that in the eastern sea, the Fusang tree consists of two large mulberry trees supporting each other. The earliest record about it appears in "Shan Hai Jing" ("Classic of Mountains and Seas"), specifically in "Hai Wai Dong Jing" ("The Classic of Eastern Wilderness"): "Above the Tang Valley there is a Fusang, where the ten suns bathe, to the north of Hei Chi."

  "In the great wilderness, there is a mountain called Yáo Yuè Chōu. On top of it, there is a Fu Mu tree with a trunk spanning 300 miles, and its leaves are like mustard greens. There is a valley called Wēn Yuán Valley. Above the Tāng Valley, there is also a Fu Mu tree; one day it arrives, and another day it departs, all carried by crows."

  Tang Valley, also known as "Valley", is the place where the sun rises in myth and legend. It is opposite to Yu Yuan, which refers to the place where the sun sets in legend. According to historical records, Tang Valley is located in the eastern coastal area of Shandong Province, which is across the sea from Japan. It was a place for the Xihe tribe to worship the sun god during the ancient times and is also the cradle of the Dongyi civilization, namely Japanese civilization, as well as the birthplace of Chinas Eastern Sun culture.

  Hei Chi, is an ancient country that has disappeared in Chinese civilization. According to the "Shan Hai Jing" and "Hai Wai Dong Jing", north of Qingqiu State there is Hei Chi State, not far north of Hei Chi State there is "Tanggu", south of Qingqiu State there are Chaoyang Valley, Honghong, Junzi State, Shebi Shi, Daren State, and Xiqiu. Xiqiu is located in the southeastern corner. It is roughly located in the eastern part of Liaoning Province, China, which is one of the closest places to Japan.

  It can be said that the Jomon culture and Yayoi culture are the birthplaces of ancient Japanese culture.

  When Wang Yue finally found evidence of the existence of the ancient divine tree, he couldnt control his excitement and knelt down in front of the bronze coffin. Zhuo Lao Han was stunned, thinking to himself how a Japanese person could be kowtowing to their ancestors coffin like this?

  In fact, these poor Japanese people are just trying to steal our countrys culture. Japan was anciently called Wa State, and after the Song Dynasty, Japan falsely claimed to be Fusang. So-called "Fusang" is actually the pillar of fire, fireball, smoke and dust, and whirlwind that occurs when Mount Fuji in Japan erupts. Because of its shape like a tree, it has been passed down as the legend of the "divine tree" in the eastern sea - the Fusang Tree, which is actually Mount Fuji in Japan...

  This also confirms that the myth of "Fusang" in ancient China is related to the faith of Mount Fuji in Japan. The word "Fuji" is pronounced as "fujisan" in Japanese, which is almost identical to the pronunciation of "Fusang" in Chinese.

  Wang Yue bowed again to Zhuo Lao Han and said, "Mr. Zhuo, its fortunate that we met you. With your help, we were able to find this place. We will definitely fulfill our promise to you. Now, we need you to lead us further in our search."

  Just now a fierce and evil person, how did he change his behavior in an instant? Zhuo Yuguigui was timid and greedy, but he understood the principle of dancing with wolves. He hurriedly said: "The old man will do his best, but I dont know what Mr. Wangyue is looking for?"

  Mong Yue pointed at the carvings of the Fusang Tree on the bronze coffin and said, "Help us find this tree here, and your task will be complete."

  The old man looked at the strange patterns on the coffin, bowed his head and took a closer look, finally figuring out what they were looking for. But this thing was something he had never seen before, and relying solely on an engraving in this eerie place to find it, how could he know? If he said he didnt know, hed probably end up being pushed into the bronze coffin, so he could only respond with a "Ill do my best!"

  Wang Yue was overjoyed and asked, "Mr. Zhuo, do you have any knowledge about this tree?"

  The old man knew this thing and said with a mouthful of nonsense: "I heard the villagers say that there is such a tree in this area, on Mount Qiufeng!"

  "Mount Fu Feng? Its impossible to get in from the top, our ancestors have tried before."

  The old mans mind moved: "I heard that there is an ancient path under the village, which can be walked, but the old mans physical strength is not enough, and he may not be able to walk so far." For now, he could only tell one lie after another, and must not expose his true ignorance, otherwise...

  Wang Yue immediately called over two big men, made a simple stretcher, and Zhuo Lao Han suddenly became the guest of honor, being carried by people in front, this time it was really comfortable, but behind his back he was already sweating profusely.

  When Wang Yue and his group walked to that big stone, they saw a lot of broken stones on the ground. Chi Xue, who was experienced, said: "Reporting to the master, there has been a battle here before, and there is a smell of gunpowder."

  Wang Yue closed her eyes, sniffed for half a day, nodded and said: "You guys be careful too, it seems they still have weapons in their hands. Before finding the Fusang divine tree, try not to conflict with that Taoist."

  "Yes!"

  The quality of equipment can often decide everything, the Cha Wenbin group used rotten wooden sticks to make a simple raft and swayed across the river, while Wang Yues group had much higher requirements.

  Before long, two simple inflatable rubber boats were left on the surface of the water. The remaining nine people were divided into two groups: Wang Yue and the Tao sisters in one boat, and the five big men in another. They also picked up some wood, split it open with a knife to use as oars, and rowed towards the inside.

  They didnt encounter the three-legged toad, but on the road, they encountered two coffins that had been burned and were drifting down the river. Tōin Chiyuki touched them and said they had just been burned recently. Wang Yue excitedly said: "This Taoist priest is really capable, hes always clearing the way for us haha."

  When they encountered the fork in the road, they were also at a loss. From the two almost identical forks, it was really impossible to determine which one Zhang Wenbin had entered, so Wang Yue had no choice but to ask Zhuo Lao Han.

  At this moment, the old man is sleeping soundly on the kayak.

  Although Wang Yue was slightly dissatisfied, he still politely woke him up and asked: "Mr. Zhuo, there is a fork in the road ahead, which way should we go?"

  Zhuo Yuguang stood up and pretended to look around for a while before saying: "Right side!"

  Wang Yue looked at the hole on the right, then looked at the hole on the left, hesitated and looked at the old man again, asking: "Mr. Zhuo, why do you want us to go through the right one?"

  That old man usually liked to find people to chat with, and when he started talking nonsense, it was one set after another. He stared at Wang Yue and said: "China has always had the saying of left yin and right yang, the right side is yang, so naturally go to the right side, cant send yourself to the underworld?"

  Wang Yue knew a bit about Taoist magic, so he naturally understood what the old man was saying. After listening to the old mans explanation, he couldnt help but believe him and cupped his fists in respect, saying: "Mr. Zhuo is wise, lets head right."

  Two rubber boats were moving slowly along the right side of the dark underground river, which was in stark contrast to the path that Zha Wenbin and his group had taken. No one knew what kind of situation Wang Yue would encounter without Zha Wenbins guidance. All that was left behind was the gradually fading light in the cave and the ripples on the water.

  At the foot of the mountain, beside an ancient well, two men in black were pulling on the climbing rope that Wang Yue had let down. One of them said, "Shouldnt we be going down too..." If Zhuo Xiong were on the ground now, he might have recognized the figure descending as the person who had fired at him in the village that night...

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