The scissors were like we grabbed the little tail, wrinkled and hesitated for a long time, and finally followed Mr. Dong obediently and continued to move forward to the front of the passage.

Everyone in Jinye said that Master Dong used to be a prodigal son or a master in love. I didn’t believe it at first. He was clearly the one that was steady, mature and just. Now, when I look at it, the rumors are very likely to be true.

This uncle looks very good at coaxing little girls?

Our stagnant pace has taken another step. As the trend is going, I have to bite the bullet and follow the road. I try my best to let my brain recall the description of Yu Ling by scissors so as to divert attention from fear.

It can't get down to the spring, and it can't smell bad on the top.

The depth of the pool we jumped into is about ten meters. The crops on the surface can have at most one meter of roots. If the end of this passage is Dayu's tomb, then the distance between two to nine meters can just meet the conditions that the middle and bottom water cannot reach the groundwater and the upper part is not connected to the rhizomes!

We have used the last sign on the rubbing, which means that Yuling no longer needs to go to other directions, and there is no other choice except to go into the water. When we follow the front until there is no way to go, there should be a tangerine wood coffin about three inches thick, with circles of kudzu vines wrapped around it, which are displayed in the eyes!

The kudzu vines soaked in the water have already rotted. The cave is so wet, I think four thousand years is enough to rot the kudzu vines on Dayu’s coffin. Moreover, the coffins of that era could not have been designed with exquisite design. Eighty-mostly, a few pieces of paulownia wood covered Dayu’s body, otherwise it would be tied up with kudzu vines? Even if the wood has not yet rotted into ashes, I guess it should be covered with a thick layer of mold and mushrooms, right?

Then, the shroud has no effect, and the corpse inside is probably very rotten. I was originally thinking of esteeming the appearance of the great hero, but this wish seems to be difficult to realize.

Knot vine, knot vine.

I was wondering why it must be a kudzu? The legendary dragon locked at the bottom of the water was also tied up by a kudzu. It seems that in the era of Dayu, kudzu was a very common and convenient binding tool, right?

But Dayu is a king after all. Is his coffin really so shabby that he must use kudzu vines to fix it? Or is it that what is the special meaning of doing this?

I know that in some tombs, in order to show his status and honor, the tomb owner would also bury the images of dragons, phoenixes, tigers, etc. Dayu captured a living dragon. Logically speaking, in his concept, the dragon was a defeated minister, but he used the same method of trapping the defeated minister and wrapped a circle of vines outside his coffin... Is this what I want to say... is he also a dragon?

I shook my head, "Dragon and Phoenix among people" was a word that only emerged later, and it seemed that it was not appropriate to use it in ancient times, although Dayu was definitely the imperial dragon vein...

I suddenly remembered that in Dayu's previous generation, there was a record of his father Gun:

[The flood was overwhelming, and Gun stole the flood to storm, which violated the will of heaven and violated the emperor's order, and slaughtered it on Yushan.

Gun died three years old and did not rot. He cut him off his sword and gave him a Wu sword, and gave him Yu's belly. He transformed him into Huanglong and entered Yuyuan.]

My heart lit up, oh, transformed into a yellow dragon? Huh, Yu Yuan?!

During that period, floods were a global issue. All ancient civilizations had related memories of the ancient floods. In our China, long before Dayu, there was a man who had led the people to manage the floods for nine years, but in the end he failed. This man was Dayu's father, Gun.

During nine years, he tried various ways to block the flood, but all of them were of little effect. So, like Prometheus, who stole the holy fire, he stole something called "Xiran" against the will of heaven and the emperor's order for the safety of the people.

What kind of treasure is "Xiran"? This is something that completely violates the law of conservation of matter. Legend has it that it can grow rapidly and infinitely. Gun stolen this treasure in his hope to use its power to fight against floods. The soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil. If there is endless soil for landfill, no matter how big the flood is, it can be blocked.

But just as Gun was about to take advantage of Xirang's success, the Emperor of Heaven discovered something strange. He chased the thief to Yushan in the east and ended his life in that place.

Later, three years passed, and the body of Gun at the foot of Yushan showed no sign of rotting. Someone cut open his body with a knife, and Dayu was born from Gun's belly. Then the body turned into a yellow dragon and jumped into Yuyuan in the east and disappeared.

Later on, Dayu took over his father's unfinished work, changed the blockade to guide, calmed down the flood, divided the nine provinces, and opened up the world.

My interest shifted from Dayu to his father. I was curious about how Dayu was born after he died, how did he become Huanglong, and how did he jump into Yuyuan?

From Yu Yuan, you can lead to the North Pole, so in the end, Gun actually drifted to Zhongbei Kingdom?

The reason why myths are called myths is that their contents are something that ordinary people cannot do. As time goes by, they will become more and more magical and more exaggerated. Therefore, we cannot be too concerned about these stories.

Maybe [Catalectasis of Yu] just wanted to highlight that they were really biological father and son, or maybe [turned into Huanglong] just expressed people's admiration for him.

Dayu should have heard people's praise for his father, so when he met another yellow dragon, he did not kill him, but locked it at the bottom of the water with compassion. He also wrapped kudzu vines on his coffin, probably to commemorate this biological father he had never met.

As soon as I told the story, the weird guy came to me automatically. He scratched his hair and asked in confusion: "If 'turned into a yellow dragon' is a metaphor, that is, Gun has been to the North Pole as a human being. Was he dead or not dead at that time? Will we actually meet him in a corner of the ice coffin forest?"

Master Dong also turned his head with interest and said, "I haven't rotted for three years. I probably haven't died... Moreover, although Yushan is right by the East Sea, there is still a move to jump into Yuyuan, right? The body will not act on its own."

Although the scissors repeatedly denied my Gun's womb-sacred Yu at the beginning, wouldn't their clan become a strange thing of unilateral reproduction? But after everyone discussed for a while, the little girl obviously felt that the story of her ancestor's father was very attractive: "But... how did he survive the three years at the foot of the mountain? And it wasn't someone who cut his stomach with a knife before he left?"

"Are you a zombie? You will jump all the time if you die without being corrupt..." My thinking began to jump sharply again.

The calmest Dr. Lin thought about it and asked us a question: "When we were in the North Pole, we saw a continuous draft of murals. The person depicted on it was based on many subsequent clues that we speculated that the person was Dayu. Now, when we look back, we think about it, with the same image, the same identity and ability, why can't it be Gun?"

We were all stunned for a moment. The person who received the jade fragments on the mural was obviously a busy worker who had been running around. This is true for Dayu and his father! Except for the different endings, these two people are surprisingly similar in other aspects. Why do we think that the person who became the Eastern Prince was Dayu and not Gun, or, perhaps both of these father and son were?

Things fell into a very interesting situation because of one of my stories: what we think is all things that Dayu accomplished with one person, perhaps created by father and son.

Look at the Kuaiji Mountains, there are so many cultures and connections brought back from the Arctic. Maybe just like the water control project, the father laid the foundation for his son for many years.

It's very interesting. According to legend, neither of them had met before, but the roads that Dayu took later were actually imprinted by Gun's footsteps.

I thought of these stories that happened four thousand years ago, and I thought of Liu Wanting, whom Dr. Lin was obsessed with.

What a clever coincidence. I have never met her before, but I will feel that this woman is very close to me. I am so similar to her. I have followed a lot of her old paths, and even our appearance is gradually getting closer. The blood relationship between me and her may be really mother and daughter!

We can't tell whether the person who left behind a trace in the Arctic was Gun or Yu, and the huge three-legged blue bird couldn't tell whether the person who also had that heart was me or its old acquaintance Liu Wanting.

As we spoke, our speed became slower and slower, because the closer we got to the depths of the passage, the stronger the bone-transmissing chill came.

Although we have long been away from the pool below the center island, the water droplets that penetrated from the stone wall did not disappear so quickly. As the temperature changes, they have no tendency to flow downwards, and instead condense a layer of ice crystals on the surface like protruding particles.

It is conceivable how shaking our group is now. It is more and more similar to the Arctic, but it is not as comfortable as staying in the Arctic! We have fewer clothes that can keep the cold on our bodies. At that time, there were also close-fitting velvet coats inside and super warm leather coats outside. The ice walls there are also impenetrable to isolate the cold and store heat. By the way, there are also those warm babies who get heated when they encounter air!

I became very sleepy and wanted to sit down and sleep for a while. If I hadn't been afraid of having nightmares, I would have asked for a rest! Master Dong saw that my face was exhausted. Not only did he not comfort me, he also woke me up with a kick to my butt: "If you feel the cold and want to fall asleep, it is the prelude to freeze to death. Be careful that once you close your eyes, you will never be able to open it again!"

From time to time, he poked the swollen bag on the little prince behind him. He heard his "screaming" scream, saying that he was not asleep before continuing to move forward.

My original consideration was that since there are many elements of the Arctic in this place, would the last coffin be an ice coffin? The cold air comes from then on? But if this is the case, it will violate the ancestral description of the paulownia coffin of the scissors.

The scissors are not confused by the silhouette of being half-hearted and still have a hint of hostility towards us. We can no longer ask her about the Si family’s background in detail, but she seemed to have just said that the description was because she was curious when she was a child, so she secretly saw or heard something. Since this is the case, I think it is more reliable to come from her information. After all, one is a speculation from outsiders, and the other is the ancestor of the tomb guardian. Dayu should still be buried in an ordinary coffin.

So why do these air conditioners exist?

Everyone thought that moving forward with the feet and joints almost stiffened is not a way. The weirdo rummaged through his bag for a long time and took out a small piece of wooden stick.

This thing was originally a crutch used for anti-slip use when climbing, but it was later broken and he put it away. He dipped a towel thoroughly to clean the last tiny oily base in the broken kerosene lamp, then wrapped it on a wooden stick and lit it, making a simple torch to get home.

Although this thing does not provide much heat at all, when the flames flash, people's hearts always feel a little warmer.
Chapter completed!