Qing Li and Xu Hua put their spiritual sense into their bodies, and a trace of heat spread out from the dantian to their whole body. Finally, Qing Li slowly felt her breathing becoming even and slowly opened her eyes. At this moment, she was already lying on the bed and putting on her brand new pajamas.

"Qingli, you are awake, the poison has helped you relieve it. You are much more comfortable!" Xu Hua sat beside the bed, wearing pajamas.

"Brother Xu Hua, your face looks much better, not as pale as you were in the bucket. Thank you Brother Xu Hua for saving me." Qing Li is more concerned about Xu Hua's physical condition.

"I am strong and recovering quickly. Look at your little body, I actually slept for most of the day." Xu Hua made sure that Qingli was not in danger and arranged for the doctors to leave, leaving only a nanny to take care of their daily life.

"It's dawn, while the sun hasn't set yet, I really want to go out to see the beautiful Lijiang. Can Brother Xu Hua?" Qing Li felt that he had been lying down for a long time and wanted to go out for some breath.

"Okay, I want to have some breath too. Why don't I take you around the streets of the ancient city and find some favorite items for you." Xu Hua's health has been healed now. Maybe it's because of the golden elixir in his body, and his body has recovered very quickly.

Qingli and Xu Hua changed their clothes and set off.

"This ancient city of Lijiang is 2,400 meters above sea level. It is an ancient town with a long history dominated by the Naxi people. It was built in the late Song and early Yuan dynasties. It was prosperous for a while and industry and commerce were relatively developed. The streets here are surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the roads are paved with red breccias." Xu Hua excitedly introduced to Qingli as he looked at the scenery of the ancient city in front of him.

"Brother Xu Hua, I want to ask you a question, why did you choose to come to Lijiang? Did you just take me on a trip?" Qing Li looked at Xu Hua.

"Qingli, I don't want to hide it from you. Actually, I'm taking you to relax, and I'm also here to find people and things." Xu Hua's words suddenly became much deeper.

"Brother Xu Hua, who are you looking for? Can I help you?" Qing Li was waiting for Xu Hua's answer seriously.

"Qingli, I grew up with my father and lost my mother at a very young age. You have heard that Dongba culture is popular in witchcraft, such as divination. In fact, the entire Dongba clan believes in the gods. There is a sacrificial department in the clan, which mainly presides over the sacrifices of the Dongba clan and other matters. My mother is the president of the sacrificial department. She is good at witchcraft such as sacrifices to the sky, exorcism, and divination.

The Dongba tribe believes that after death, people may ascend to heaven or go to hell, it depends on the good and evil in their lives. In their opinion, all things are spiritual. Good will help people, and bad will hurt people.

The Sacrifice Department has been waiting for the "Soul Rewarding Tu". This is their mission. My mother is the person in charge of this term. However, on my 5th birthday, my mother and "Soul Rewarding Tu" disappeared together. Since that day, I have never seen my mother." Xu Hua missed his mother very much.

"Did Brother Xu Hua come to find his mother and the Soul Return Picture? What is the purpose of this Soul Return Picture? Do many people want it?" Qing Li continued to ask.

"This soul return map is used to guide the road to the dead soul. The Dongba Cult attaches great importance to the fact that people can return to their hometown after they die, and return to their hometown north before their migration. Therefore, this picture is very important to the Dongba Cult. I don't know if it has any other uses. I have limited knowledge here. I come back every year to inquire about my mother and want to find my mother from this picture. I want to bring you back this year, so you don't mind!" Xu Hua asked Qingli.

"I'll look with you, thank you for telling me this!" Qing Li felt a little sorry for Xu Hua.

"Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy ones. We will continue to play with ours. Mother has to find them, Qingli has to accompany them, haha." Xu Hua didn't want the atmosphere to be heavier.

"There is Dongba Palace in front of you, Qingli, let's go and take a look." Xu Hua and Qingli actually came to the door of Dongba Palace as they walked. This is the essence of Dongba culture.

"I like it, it's so unique here!" The entire Dongba Palace is a small and complete ethnic culture and art museum. The layout of the palace is full of the characteristics of the Naxi people. The gate tower is decorated with Dongba's "five crowns", and Dongba's wooden sign paintings are hung on both sides of the gate.

What you can see along the entrance of the palace are Dongba's scriptures, Dongba's cultural relics, Dongba's paintings, sacrificial supplies, Dongba's murals, and reliefs.

"What I like most is the painting of the cloth-scrolled Buddha. The brushstrokes are rough, the colors are bright, and the image is simple and vivid." Qing Li visited the entire palace and was obsessed with the painting of the Buddha and praised it endlessly.

"The culture here is very profound. You will like it. If you are interested, we can wander around these days. Anyway, your health has recovered." Xu Hua wanted to compensate for the losses in these days and take Qingli to have fun.

"Okay, okay, we have to have fun, and we also need to inquire about your mother's news." Qingli agreed that he had to have fun these days.

"Qingli, don't leave now, take something, I feel like there is a force inside, it's the small bronze mirror on the vendor's exhibition stand." The voice was heard by Lan Luoji from the wooden spirit bead, and Qingli stopped and glanced at the vendor who had just passed by.

"Sister Lan, this is the locals who took some old things to sell. Are you sure I'll buy it?" As soon as they left the Dongba Palace, there was a local man wearing Cuban ethnic costumes in the corner of the wall. He set up a stall to sell some inconspicuous old things.

"If you ask you to buy it, you can buy it. You will know what it is when you buy it. That power is so strong!" Lan Luoji was a little impatient.

"Okay, okay, let's buy it, Sister Lan, don't worry!" Qing Li squatted down, picked up the small bronze mirror on the exhibition stand, and began to ask about the price.

"Little sister, this mirror depends on fate. Now that it has found its owner, you can just give it some money. It's getting late, I'm going to close the stall." The locals cleaned up the stall while sending Qingli away.

"I'll pay. This little bronze mirror looks very old. Is it enough to give 200?" Xu Hua generously helped Qing Li pay.

"Fate, fate, young people, the older they are, the more stories they have! This money is enough." The seller continued to close the stall with a smile on his face.

"This little bronze mirror is full of golden words that I can't understand, like spells, Brother Xu Hua, look!" Qing Li found that the mirror had another mystery.

"Yes, there is a spell in this mirror. Let's ask the local, what words are there!" Xu Hua and Qing Li turned their heads to ask the local, but they found that the local and all the goods disappeared instantly. Qing Li and Xu Hua stuck out their tongues and walked back with questions.

"Bodhisattva, the little fairy has handed over the space to Qingli." At this moment, the local seller came to Yunjian, and his body transformed into a little fairy child, saluting respectfully to Guanyin's hands.

"I hope this carry space can help Qingli, follow me back to the purple bamboo forest!" Guanyin Bodhisattva disappeared deep into the clouds with kindness, stepping on the auspicious clouds and the little fairy child.
Chapter completed!