Geological Mysteries

When I was twenty years old, I took over and joined the Geological Survey. That year, my grandfather gave me half a piece of jade and asked me to solve the fate of Fengjia Village. Carrying this half piece of residual jade and the diary and manuscript left behind by my grandfather, I walked into the twisting pine forest in Guizhou and found that the trees were all twisted and long; I dived into the charming lake in Yunnan, and when I stood by the lake, it started to rain; I broke into Heizhugou in Sichuan, and the compass circled wildly inside; I went into the ice and fire cave in Changbai Mountain, with ice on the left and lava on the right; and finally came to the strange forest in Inner Mongolia, where Poplar euphratica has withered for thousands of years but has not fallen, and is immortal. Every time I find a place, every time I solve a mystery, I get one step closer to the answer my grandfather said. But it's not just the things in the mountains that are staring at me. Some people arrive before me, some set an ambush halfway, and some want to steal the spiritual stones and use them for other purposes. I traveled through most of China, racing against time in mines, dense forests, deep lakes, cracks in the ground and the desert. My grandfather walked a road that he had never completed in his entire life, and it took me decades to barely complete it. The moment I gathered the five spiritual stones, I realized that the curse of Fengjia Village was just the beginning. The real secret was buried deep in the Kunlun Mountains, waiting for me to walk in alone.