After all, according to that man, their family's rise to prominence was all thanks to that bronze mirror.
Their later decline was very likely due to that bronze mirror.
"Find carefully, preferably some notes or something similar!"
Such a secret would certainly not be recorded openly!
I instructed the older woman and the fat man.
I was also searching through the bookshelves, and after about half an hour, the fat man found a notebook on a small bookshelf.
To be precise, it should be a journal.
The document above contains a detailed record of their family's general situation.
"Your family ancestors were officials?"
As I flipped through this journal, I was somewhat shocked when I saw the information inside.
Because the notebook clearly states that the fat man's ancestors were officials.
However, they didn't specify which school of thought it was.
"No way, is our family that powerful?"
The fat man was stunned for a moment after hearing this, clearly not expecting that his family had such a connection.
“I understand. Your family was originally an official family, but for some reason, your branch left your homeland and came to settle down in this place!”
I looked through my notes again and finally came to this conclusion.
"Look! This area has clearly been marked, which shows that your ancestors dared not mention their original official family background!"
I continued, pointing to the contents of the notes.
"So your family must be a branch of some official family that was kicked out!"
After escaping, they carried away a treasure—the bronze mirror you mentioned!
I had a strange look on my face; I never expected the story to be so convoluted.
Actually, I was being very subtle. That treasure was probably stolen by this fat man's ancestor.
After taking it, it blessed the family for a hundred years.
"It seems so, it seems so, it all matches up, you're amazing, sir!"
At that moment, the fat man exclaimed.
Because what I said and what the fat man knew completely matched up.
"The problem lies with that bronze mirror! I think there must be something sealed inside the bronze mirror, and as time went by, that thing leaked out."
That's how your family ended up like this!
I felt quite emotional as I recounted this.
If that's really the case, then it's just too tragic.
A branch of a family, in an attempt to escape the control of the main family, carried some gold and silver treasures, but unexpectedly brought disaster upon themselves.
"Sir, do you mean that the purpose of this mirror is actually to seal the monster inside?"
Because our ancestors stole this mirror, we couldn't suppress the negative influence, and it ended up like this. Is this our own fault?
After I explained for a while, the fat man finally understood.
"That should be it!"
I nodded and sighed softly.
This can only be described as a cruel twist of fate.
"So what we need to do now is find that mirror and then get rid of the evil spirits in the whole house!"
I gave the order.
"Good! That mirror should be in the head of the family's room. Although most of the things have been moved out, the mirror doesn't seem to be worth much over there!"
The fat man, abandoning his previous timidity, took the lead.
He left the study first to lead the way for us. My aunt and I exchanged a glance, and I gave her a look that meant there was something wrong with this man.
The older woman understood perfectly.
Soon, we followed the fat man to the main hall, and the room diagonally opposite was where the head of the family lived.
Although it's quite dilapidated, the items inside are still relatively complete.
I kicked the door open, and the old lady and the fat man followed me inside.
"Brother, is that the mirror we're looking for?"
The old lady had sharp eyes and immediately spotted an antique bronze mirror on the bedside table.
I walked quickly to the bronze mirror and examined it in my hand.
This bronze mirror is exquisitely crafted, and the patterns on it are very intricate.
And this pattern is similar to the pattern on a door lock.
This is somewhat different from my earlier speculation.
I took a closer sniff, and it was really strange; there was indeed an evil aura emanating from the ancient bronze mirror below.
But it wasn't that deep.
"What's wrong, sir? Have you made any new discoveries?"
The fat man was terrified when he saw me frown.
I was afraid that I had discovered something extraordinary again.
"The evil aura in the mirror is almost gone now, something's not right!"
I shook my head; I just felt something was a little strange.
"It's almost gone, isn't that a good thing?"
The fat man tilted his head and asked.
"You wouldn't understand even if I explained. Let's keep looking and see if we find any clues!"
Seeing how idiotic the fat man looked, I couldn't be bothered to explain it to him.
This mirror is indeed quite magical; it's almost like a superior magical artifact.
But it doesn't seem like something that can suppress evil.
"Let's keep looking and see what else we can find!"
I've decided to keep looking; if there are more clues, the chances of finding a bigger one might be greater.
Just then, the fat man suddenly found a brocade pouch under a drawer.
The brocade pouch had three characters written on it: He Feilong.
Who is He Feilong?
"My name is He Feilong! It seems that the Taoist priest left it to me back then!"
The fat man was moved to tears when he saw the words above.
"That's right, the material and the font on this brocade pouch are spot on!"
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