Tang Wan couldn't help but interrupt: "Isn't this a mythical beast in myths and legends? Does it really exist?"
"I have no idea."
Chen Yang said honestly: "They may exist, or they may not exist, or they may have really existed in a different form from what we understand.
At least, the phoenix feather in front of me is real.
As for whether it was pulled from Phoenix's butt, I won't know that day."
Tang Wan rolled her eyes at him and spat: "Vulgar."
"Hahaha~~" Chen Yang smiled, looked serious, and said: "Actually, mythical creatures may not really exist, and the world may not be exactly what we imagined. For example, more than a hundred years ago, in the Northeast,
A falling dragon incident occurred in Yingkou.
There are witnesses from all walks of life and from different places. There are photos and reports. Some witnesses are even still alive.
There are many things here that even some thousand-year-old families may not be aware of."
Tang Wan was doubtful. She had never heard of the Yingkou falling dragon incident.
What she didn't notice was that when Chen Yang mentioned that "even a thousand-year-old family may not know it clearly", it was so natural.
Phoenix feathers are mentioned in the secret records of the Chen family in Shangjing.
The detailed record is a piece of unofficial history. It is said that when the Empress Dowager Cixi was a girl, she was kind to a person from outside the country, and that person gave her this phoenix feather.
People outside the country say that as long as she stays with her and is influenced by her aura for a long time, she can make the Empress Dowager Cixi possess the character of a phoenix and be able to be a mother to the world.
After the death of Empress Dowager Cixi, this phoenix feather disappeared and no one has ever seen it again.
Chen Yang originally read it as a story. After all, the tomb of the Empress Dowager Cixi was directly blown open. What was inside and whose hands were basically known.
Some of them are lying in the Palace Museum in both places.
I happened to hear that one of Sun Dianying's confidants had fled to the United States with a treasure from the tomb of the Empress Dowager Cixi, and there was no news about it.
From the recently obtained correspondence between him and his old friend, it is highly suspected that the treasure he took away was the Phoenix Feather.
Going down to the river for cleaning, Tang Wan was interested in a warehouse auction, and these combined, Chen Yang arranged this trip by the way.
Until he really saw the phoenix feathers, Chen Yang didn't place much hope on it.
"did not expect......
It turned out to be it, and I really got it."
Chen Yang seemed to feel some kind of providence in the dark, favoring or watching over him.
Like telling a story, he told Tang Wan everything behind the phoenix feathers.
Logan was dumbfounded when he heard this, and couldn't help but put his hand on his chest several times, feeling the vague warmth.
The reason why I say it doesn't is because when I press the phoenix feathers with my hand, there is almost no difference between the touch and the body temperature, and I can't feel the temperature difference at all;
Although it is said that it exists, it is obviously just worn on the outside of clothes. Invisibly, there is always a warmth flowing in the body.
Chen Yang looked at Tang Wan's bewildered look and comforted him with a smile: "Wife, it's just a feather. No matter whether it originally grew on the Phoenix or was worn on the Empress Dowager Cixi, it cannot change that it is just a feather.
Feathered reality.
From now on, just wear it close to your body and don't take it off or expose it."
Tang Wan nodded, turned sideways, with his back to Chen Yang, took off the phoenix feathers he was wearing, and inserted them against his underwear.
From the outside, it looks unremarkable. Only when you put your hand on your chest can you clearly feel the presence of the phoenix feathers.
Logan was nervous after all.
She turned sideways and turned her back to Chen Yang to do this, but she forgot that the car had rearview mirrors.
Chen Yang glanced at it, almost bleeding from his nose, and began to look forward to the essential oil massage in the evening.