Chapter 118 The old friend in the dream (thank you for being a fool ii leader)
Wei Yuan put the mobile phone away.
He took out the three power banks he had prepared in advance and stored them in the box.
After he planned to give these things to Wuzhi Qi, he would send goods to Wuzhi Qi every once in a while. He also had to consider that although Wuzhi Qi was called Shuijun, he was essentially the god of conquering the Huai River. I don’t know.
Whether the other party has mastered a method similar to thunder method.
I don’t know if the magic thunder spell can be used to charge when the battery is out...
Or should he get a portable transformer and voltage regulator?
A thought flashed through Wei Yuan's mind.
I suppressed these distracting thoughts, put away my mobile phone, and prepared another strong drink. After thinking about it, I made another happy water.
I wonder if Wuzhiqi will like this thing.
However, before heading to Huai River, he had to wait for a guest here. The ceramic studio contacted him and said that an old gentleman would come to visit. Wei Yuan prepared tea in advance and prepared to meet the old gentleman.
Then go out directly.
He looked at his right hand again and took off the glove.
Starting from the base of the finger and ending a few inches below the wrist, a red talisman is extremely clear.
There is no tendency to fade away at all.
Especially the word "edict" in this folk museum is both mysterious and a little strange. When he got the edict, Wei Yuan felt that he seemed to be vaguely connected to some invisible thing in the sky, but he couldn't yet.
Rely on this command to activate the power.
Perhaps we should look for the authentic Taoist sect and borrow classics.
Understand the ceremony of making a ritual offering.
Merit is rare. Since there is a way to do it without spending merit, Wei Yuan will naturally be inclined to choose this method.
Originally the best way was to go to Longhu Mountain, the Zhengdao Zongtan, but Wei Yuan instinctively felt that he should not go to Longhu Mountain for the time being. He was worried that something would happen to the edict on the back of his hand when he stepped into the Longhu Mountain main altar.
kind of mutation.
Excluding Longhu Mountain, the latest and largest Taoist temple is Yingtianfu Baiyun Temple.
But it belongs to the Quanzhen lineage, and Wei Yuan's edict is the symbol of the power of the Zhengyi Alliance.
All gates are different.
You use Zhengyi's basket to perform my Quanzhen Dharma, just like holding a key to open the neighbor's lock next door.
I always feel like I'm ruining the place.
Wei Yuan pondered for a long time and decided to go to the Wei Ming Sect where Xuanyi, Zhou Yi and the others were located. The latter was also a branch of the Zhengyi sect, so most of its disciples participated in the Tianshi Tao's slaying of demons. Secondly, Zhang Xiaoyu also
After studying at Mingzong Middle School, it’s time to go see the children.
Wei Yuan thought of Zhang Xiaoyu, and then thought that he still had the Xuanyuan Sword Art from Zhang Daoling in his hand.
Now we have the power of Zhengyi Alliance again.
The entanglement with the Tianshi Mansion is getting deeper and deeper. We should find a way to pass this sword that has been lost for thousands of years to Zhengyi Yiyi again. Well, we can first find a young disciple with good bones to teach this Xuanyuan Sword Technique.
Pass it on quietly, and finally Zhang Daoling's sword can be given to him for personal protection.
Try not to reveal your identity.
Even if it is recognized, it is said to be returned to its original owner.
The long sword that gave birth to the majesty of the Zhengyi League was given to Ban Chao by Zhang Daoling, and it has been passed down from generation to generation by Crouching Tiger until now. The Xuanyuan Sword Jue was obtained by Crouching Tiger from Tianshi Dao in ancient times, but now it has to be handed over to Tianshi Mansion by Crouching Tiger.
When Wei Yuan looked back two thousand years later, he felt a sense of fate.
A taxi stopped outside, and Wei Yuan put on his right glove.
While collecting it, I was thinking about whether I should look for some kind of protective gloves if I have a chance.
Seeing an old man with gray hair but meticulous care getting out of the car, holding a bag in his right hand, he looked at the address, then opened the door of the museum, the bell on the door rang slightly, Wei Yuan naturally
He greeted: "Welcome."
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Dong Yuefeng found the destination according to the address on the text message.
He raised his head and saw that it was a quaint folk museum with an old-fashioned decoration style. Opposite was a flower shop, which was still closed, and next door was an old bookstore.
This kind of shop is not in line with the increasingly fast-paced modern society, but they are all opened in the old city, giving people a sense of being stuck in the previous era, slow and leisurely, and making people nostalgic.
He opened the door.
"welcome."
The crisp sound of bells and the greeting of the museum owner.
He saw the owner of the museum.
Wearing simple clothes, he sat quietly in the museum, shrouded in the shadow of ancient artifacts.
As a historian, Dong Yuefeng suddenly felt that the young man had turned into an ancient relic.
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"Hello, Master of the Guard..."
Dong Yuefeng came back to his senses and greeted politely.
Then his attention was involuntarily attracted to the museum's collection, and then he realized that almost all of them were fakes. When he looked back, he was slightly startled and saw a simple pottery on a wooden cabinet that seemed different from the ones next to it.
They were all the same, so I couldn't help but move forward to observe.
The crockery is held in a glass cabinet.
There is a piece of paper inside, but it is turned upside down and the words on it cannot be read clearly.
Dong Yuefeng looked at the pottery intently. He looked at it for a long time before looking away. He couldn't help but sigh: "Zhu painted animal ear vertical pottery, this style is very ancient. I didn't expect to see it here."
He saw the young boss smiling and said:
"I did this."
Seeing the obvious fakes around him, Dong Yuefeng was thoughtful and didn't think much. He just smiled apologetically and said: "As I get older, sometimes when I see these things I like, I can't help but want more.
Look at it, it will make you laugh at the owner."
"Where, please sit down."
Wei Yuan asked Dong Yuefeng to sit down.
The old man stared at the young Wei Yuan. Even though he knew from Yu Xuesong that he was a young man, he was still too young. He was inevitably a little disappointed. He immediately looked forward to seeing this young man's teacher.
Come to think of it, that kind of special, ancient-flavored pottery was something he learned from an old gentleman. Perhaps that old gentleman had also encountered ancient wares similar to the Shang Wang Bronze Jue. Dong Yuefeng thought for a while, and then
After chatting for a while, he couldn't help but ask:
"Master Wei's pottery is very good. I wonder where you learned it from?"
Wei Yuan paused and replied with a smile:
"I learned it from the elders in the village at first."
"Then I just thought about it casually. If I thought it was better to draw a stroke, I would add a stroke. Occasionally, I would make some mistakes. But after thinking about it, it would be troublesome to recreate it, so I just let it go. Pottery is meant to be used.
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Dong Yuefeng was surprised and stunned.
Then he felt that Wei Yuan was deceiving him, and couldn't help but frown——
That is a very obvious and orthodox ancient style.
There is extremely rigorous research on the lines, colors, and even specifications of ancient pottery. This is a systematic subject. Various books can almost fill an entire bookshelf. He just saw that every part of the pottery is
All are extremely consistent with the rules of ancient pottery.
It can almost be said that it is extremely orthodox, without even the slightest mistake.
Even the most powerful masters and professors who have studied the history of ancient pottery art can't find any problems. They can only sigh and praise that the people who make pottery have thoroughly studied the rules of ancient pottery. This must require extremely serious study.
To be so orthodox.
How could it be that you figured it out yourself?
What else? I think it’s wrong, so I’m too lazy to change it...
Everything on it is clearly orthodox. The ancient pottery excavated is extremely respected and strictly followed by later generations of potters. They dare not exceed or violate the rules in the slightest!
Even though Dong Yuefeng had a good temper, he almost laughed out loud when faced with such a lie that could be easily exposed, especially when the voice of the Shang King Bronze Jue in his backpack sounded in his ears, seeming to be snickering.
road:
"This little guy is lying to you."
"This thing, even in my time, is definitely an orthodox model level thing."
Dong Yuefeng did not lose his temper because Shang Wang Bronze Jue spoke, because he already knew that only he could hear the sound of the ancient artifact Shang Wang Bronze Jue, and no one else could hear the slightest bit.
For example, the young man in front still has the same expression.
Apparently he didn't notice anything.
Although he was a little disappointed and angry because this young man was fooling himself, Dong Yuefeng still reluctantly said: "Master Wei, I came to disturb you this time because I saw the ancient style pottery you made before, and I happened to have it here.
One, I want to see if you, the owner of the museum, have any opinions."
He carefully took out the Shang Wang Bronze Lord from his bag.
The bronze vessel, which was shriveled at one corner and still looked primitive, was pushed in front of Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan was not surprised. He stretched out his hand and touched the Shang King Bronze Lord. This ancient artifact had been laughing with Dong Yuefeng before and said that it was a waste of effort. When Wei Yuan touched it with his right hand, the spirituality that was born was revealed.
There was a sudden pause, and I immediately realized something was wrong.
Dong Yuefeng, who was already disappointed, even regretted a little. He felt that he should not take out the Shang King Bronze Lord. What if it caused trouble? When he was about to get it back, he found that his old friend suddenly stopped talking.
I thought it was spiritual exhaustion again and fell into a deep sleep, but I realized something was wrong.
He subconsciously widened his eyes and looked up at the young museum owner.
In Dong Yuefeng's eyes, the young museum owner, who has a temperament like a historical relic, nodded slightly and said in a gentle and polite voice:
"Hold on……"
Dong Yuefeng nodded heavily, feeling excited as he finally found someone who could still hear the voice. In this case, after he left, the Bronze Lord would still not be lonely for a thousand years. He would also be a little lost and a little curious as to who the person in front of him was.
Wei Yuan saw the story hidden in the bronze knight of the Shang King.
Seeing the silhouettes of King Shang, he sighed with emotion. These are indeed things from the Shang Dynasty. But when he saw the tall and heroic King Shang greeting a young girl in the picture, his expression froze slightly. He saw the girl
Wearing the clothes of the Shang Dynasty, we can see that her eyebrows are clear and beautiful. Even without makeup, she still looks stunning, and her eyes naturally have a charming and charming look.
But it wasn't the woman's appearance that made his expression freeze.
But he recognized this woman.
If she were to put on modern clothes and be a little younger, then she would look like Su Yu'er, but she would be different, because people like Wei Yuan would recognize people based on their true spirit aura. The beauty in this picture is unparalleled.
The woman and Su Yuer only have the same appearance, but their temperament and demeanor are completely different.
Not one person.
But there is definitely a big origin.
Wei Yuan felt a slight burning sensation in his palms, and the bell of the museum rang again. A girl wearing a white waist dress and light blue high heels walked in with a letter in her hand. Because she was in a museum, she did not use any mask to hide her face.
The glasses revealed his true face and he said:
"Master of the Guard, your letter..."
Dong Yuefeng turned around subconsciously.
Then his pupils shrank instantly, and the old man almost stood up suddenly.
And the voice of the Shang King Bronze Lord also sounded again, but he was stammering and couldn't believe it:
"King, Queen?!"
Wei Yuan felt the hot breath of the bronze vessel reaching its peak when Su Yu'er came in.
A fragmented map appeared on the side of the bronze vessel. He lowered his head and saw legible words - Chao Ge.
Su Yu'er looked confused when she saw the Bronze Lord. The scene in her dream became clearer and clearer. The unclear face and the beautiful and charming woman became clear. The girl's face gradually turned pale. She suddenly took a step back.
Turn around and run away.
Dong Yuefeng subconsciously wanted to chase after him. Even the Shang King Bronze Lord almost forgot that he was just an antique and shouted:
"Queen, please wait a moment!"
They want to chase.
But immediately his movements stagnated and he could no longer move.
The museum door is directly closed.
Dong Yuefeng's movements were stagnant. He sat down involuntarily and lowered his head. Only then did he see water flowing away from his ankle. It seemed that it was these weak currents that had held him back just now. He raised his head in disbelief and looked at the young man opposite.
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The latter was leaning on the wicker chair with a calm expression, playing with the Bronze Lord of Shang King, smiled and said:
"It seems like she doesn't want anyone to disturb her current life."
Dong Yuefeng finally recovered from the shock of seeing Su Daji.
Still feeling excited.
He looked at Wei Yuan, was silent for a while, and then seriously persuaded: "Master Wei, you saw the picture of the ancient artifacts, you should know who she is and why... This may be a huge breakthrough in the entire history, for history
It makes a lot of sense.”
"But she didn't want to."
"But……"
"There is no but in this matter."
Wei Yuan held the Bronze Jue. After Su Yuer left, the map on the Bronze Jue disappeared.
He gave Dong Yuefeng a cup of tea and replied:
"After all, I can barely be considered her elder."
"As someone who entrusts me, I have to protect her to some extent."
Wei Yuan means Su Yu'er, the entrustment of Nvjiao.
Dong Yuefeng was excited about seeing the ancient woman, but his thoughts were stagnant. He slowly raised his head to look at the young man playing with the Shang King's Bronze Lord, and saw that his face was young and his breath was ancient, like an antique.
The surging thoughts in my heart were stagnant.
PS: Thank you for being the leader of Silly II, thank you
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