Before my grandfather disappeared, he left behind a sheepskin map. Since then, I have had a mark on my palm, which feels hot every night, as if something is calling me from underground.
I recruited Hu Shan to join the team, and met Yunyao, who knew all kinds of herbs, and Su Qing, who was as skilled as a wild beast. Five people gathered together and plunged into the mountains of western Hunan.
It turned out that the map was full of places in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".
The , the deer Shu, the spinning turtle, the raccoon force, the nine-tailed fox, and Changyou - the mythical beasts appear one after another. There are underground altars, thousand-year-old bronze scepters, stone chambers engraved with oracle bone inscriptions, and a woman in white who has guarded Qingqiu alone for three hundred years.
Every step he takes brings Grandpa one step closer. Every time a layer of fog is lifted, a bigger net appears - Yin Wuji has been searching for secret treasures in the mountains and seas for thirty years, and his old partner is my teammate's partner thirty years ago.
They say that there are nine doors in the world that lead to another world. Keys are not things – they are people. It's my blood.
Before my grandfather disappeared, he left four words: Turn back here.
But I can't look back.
