An Moxue went to see Village Chief Guo again. This time, Village Chief Guo agreed to An Moxue's request, but stipulated that she must return within ten days at most.
Village Chief Guo agreed, and An Moxue took the wine to Old Ma's house.
“Uncle Ma, I’ll go back and pack up and head into the mountains in a bit. Those two are in the cellar. There’s food in the cellar, so they won’t starve and they can’t get out. Just pretend you don’t know anything about it and don’t worry about it. Even if someone comes and rescues them, it’ll be fine.”
"What mischief are you up to now, you little rascal?"
“I gave them some medicine. I’ve been researching it for a long time. No one has an antidote. If they’re rescued, it’s up to their family to decide what happens next. I’m not afraid of them. It doesn’t matter if they don’t come. This is just a casual move.”
"Okay, once you've thought it through, just do it. But before you do it, you have to consider all the possibilities, good and bad, as long as you think you can accept them."
"Uncle Ma, don't worry, I've thought it through."
"The deep mountains are most dangerous at this time of year. If things get too dangerous, come back early and go again when it gets warmer. You have to keep your life. If you lose your life, you lose everything, you know? If all else fails, there's still Uncle Ma! This old body of his can still fetch a few cents." Old Ma seemed to be thinking about something, his gaze distant and profound.
An Moxue's heart swelled, and her eyes reddened. She said, "Uncle Ma, don't worry, I'll be fine. I'll definitely bring you a deer back!"
Go!
An Moxue turned around, not seeing the tears glistening in Old Ma's eyes, and his muttering to himself, "Second Master, your granddaughter is so outstanding, aren't you happy? It's a pity that Miss is gone. Are you reunited in the underworld?"
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An Moxue returned home, tidied up the house, checked everything, applied some medicine to the windows and doorknobs, locked the door, and led the two little ones to the back mountain.
Once inside the mountains, the man and the two wolves were like long-lost travelers returning home, feeling carefree and at ease.
An Moxue rushed on her way, honing her lightness skill to its peak.
An Moxue and two wolves chased and frolicked in the mountains and forests, with An Moxue's loud laughter of "ha, ha, ha" and the two little wolves' howling sounds of exasperation coming from time to time.
An Moxue finally arrived at the location of the suspension bridge at sunset.
Along the way, they also hunted more than a dozen pheasants and rabbits, as well as two roe deer, which they encountered while traveling at high speed.
She found a dug-up den that the tomb raiding gang had dug last time, went inside, led the two little ones into her space, fed them, put them in a cage, and then went into her study.
She was so busy that it was already midnight. When the alarm rang, An Moxue put down the book in her hand, stretched her neck, swung her arms, and kicked her legs.
Back in the bedroom, I poured myself a glass of red wine, took a rose essential oil bath, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep within seconds without even a dream, sleeping soundly until dawn.
The next day, An Moxue didn't set an alarm clock and woke up naturally at around nine o'clock in the morning.
She led the two little ones out of the space. The two little ones shivered twice and then ran away like crazy.
An Moxue watched the two little ones run far away and then ignored them.
I walked around the suspension bridge, taking pictures as I went, and then went up on the bridge to inspect it carefully. The suspension bridge is connected by eighteen white marble pillars, all of which are exquisitely carved—the Sun Festival, the Moon Festival, the Earth God Festival, and the Wind, Cloud, Thunder and Lightning God Festival.
The origin of the suspension bridge is inscribed in Manchu script: "The suspension bridge is like a dragon's spine, protecting the dragon's soul."
Seeing this, An Moxue was basically certain that this was a dragon vein protective formation, but shouldn't it be hidden?
Only the high priest can see it with magic. Could it be that the dragon vein is damaged? Could the invasion by foreign enemies back then be related to this?
Where are the other eight dragon vein protective formations?
Has it also appeared in the real world?
She had always thought it was an ancient tomb, but it turned out to be a dragon vein. However, she estimated that not many people knew about this, as it was a top national secret. If An Moxue hadn't had a high-ranking shaman in her family, and more than one, plus the fact that she had seen it recorded in the family's ancient books last night, she would have been completely confused. With a new leader and a new dynasty, it was still uncertain whether she would believe it or not.
Not entirely reassured, she carefully inspected the suspension bridge again, even noting down the details of the chains. She also took out a compass and a compass to test the orientation and record the data for comparison with the overall mountain terrain.
Taking photos, recording videos, and drawing mountain maps kept her busy until dark. When it was too dark to see anything and even the two little ones had returned from their hunt, An Moxue finally stopped and took the two little ones back to her space.
Fearing she might be wrong, she returned to her room, went to the basement to get a meal, and went back to her study. While eating, she looked up information, and the more she researched, the more likely it seemed.
According to the records, this place should be the dragon's tail, which was only revealed after the concealment formation was destroyed.
An Moxue could understand and break the simple formation, but she didn't know how to arrange it, so she could only let the suspension bridge remain there, powerless to do anything about it.
She recalled the details of those days with the tomb raiding gang, confirming that they only considered this place to be an ancient tomb, and that this was the bridge to the soul of the ancient tomb.
After completing this investigation, An Moxue's original doubts remained unresolved, and new questions arose.
Now that we've seen the dragon vein protecting the formation, what about the others?
Looking back, I've already transmigrated and been reborn, so what's impossible? Everything is possible, isn't it?
Also, what Uncle Ma said about the ancestral graves of the maternal grandparents being accessible only to those with Nalan family blood, does that mean the ancestral graves are also protected by formations?
Thinking of this, An Moxue felt an urgent urge to go to the ancestral graves to see if there were any secrets there that she hadn't discovered or overlooked before.
My abilities are limited right now, so this is all I can do. It seems I still need to study harder!
Since coming into this world, An Moxue has had a feeling of being very ignorant. She doesn't know if it's just her imagination or if her knowledge was too narrow in the past!
You only realize how little you know when you need it, and you may be ignorant even when you're old!
Study hard!
Having figured it out, An Moxue went to sleep.
The next morning, An Moxue led out the white dragon horse and Wuhen, and the two horses and two wolves ran through the mountains and forests.
On the way, An Moxue also encountered a herd of sika deer.
An Moxue rode on horseback, nocked an arrow and fired three shots in quick succession. The two little ones surrounded the deer herd to prevent them from breaking away and running far away. An Moxue stopped shooting more than ten deer and continued on her way with the four of them.
Along the way, An Moxue stopped to hunt whenever she saw prey: wild boar, roe deer, badger, pheasant, and rabbit—a whole bunch of them. She didn't even give up on medicinal herbs she saw: frozen ginseng, mountain spirit, purple lingzhi, white lingzhi—she didn't let any go. She even cut down a large pile of tree seeds for starting fires. She'd rather be wrong than let anything slip by.
An Moxue walked and stopped frequently, finally arriving at the valley where her ancestors lived on the fifth day after she set out.
The entire mountain forest was bathed in white mist. An Moxue always felt relaxed and comfortable when she came here.
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