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It was not just cracked in the middle, but after the crack, it turned into powder in an instant, and there was no possibility of patching and repairing it.

Ye Wanlan's expression changed.

So far, the antiques she encountered that could allow her to see back to history were, first, the Qingyun Pendant and the Yuluan Hairpin that could communicate with her.

The second was the Imperial Seal, which could not communicate with her, but turned into a force and entered her body.

This gold-inlaid iron belt hook is indeed an antique that can trace back to history, and it was worn by the King of Chu since he was a child. How could it suddenly become like this?

Ye Wanlan stared at the ball of powder in her palm in a daze, as if she had a premonition, and her heart seemed to be cut off by something, and the cold wind blew in, cold and raw.

Could this mean... King Xiang Qingtian of Chu has completely disappeared from the Shenzhou Continent, and can no longer survive in the world in a strange state like Xie Linyuan?

Ye Wanlan closed her eyes and recalled her conversation with Ning Taizu.

That night, on the Fengyuan Pagoda, she asked Ning Taizu - why in this world, there are still antiques that can trace back history and communicate with her?

Ning Taizu was obviously a little surprised, but he just thought for a moment and answered: "The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders, but this kind of thing has transcended the laws of nature, so I'm afraid it can't exist for a long time."

"Since only you, Xiao Yongning, can hear their voices and see the history they trace back, someone must want you to know this. The more you know, the greater the chance of winning in the future."

Even though Ning Taizu had passed away six hundred years ago, he could predict that the group of enemies three hundred years ago would come back again if they failed once.

Ye Wanlan's eyes gradually deepened.

But who let her see everything three hundred years ago?

Tai Su Sect? Penglai Mountain? Or Beiming Sect?

Only these three sects have the ability to trigger such supernatural things.

But how can this person be sure that she will open her eyes again three hundred years later?

In this case, the gold-inlaid iron belt hook was only for her to see the history of the past, and when this task was completed, it was "dead".

As soon as Xie Linyuan came in, he saw Ye Wanlan staring at the powder in her hand. He frowned: "Junior sister, this..."

"It is the relic of Uncle Wang." Ye Wanlan said in a low voice, "But it is broken, broken like this, I can't repair it."

"King of Chu?" Xie Linyuan was stunned, "How could it be so?"

Ye Wanlan shook his head slightly: "Perhaps it is because the spiritual power of the gold-inlaid iron belt hook has been exhausted in the past three hundred years. After supporting me to read the history of the retrospect, it can't hold on. It may also be..."

Her uncle, King Xiang Qingtian of Chu, one of the four kings, can't come back.

People can't be resurrected after death.

It's just that Xie Linyuan's appearance gave her a little more hope.

Xie Linyuan also fell silent. After a while, he bent down slightly and said softly: "Junior sister, you don't need to feel burdened. I don't know what the King of Chu thinks, but at least I was happy when I died."

Although there are regrets, I never regret it.

It's a pity that he couldn't stop the foreign enemies who trampled on the Shenzhou continent. What he didn't regret was that he died for Shenzhou.

This is something to be proud of.

Great heroes, this is the case.

"Uncle Wang has fought for a lifetime. It is his wish and his great honor to die on the battlefield." Ye Wanlan smiled silently, "He has thought so for a long time."

"That's enough." Xie Linyuan also smiled, "Taizu said that you have too much pressure on you. You take all the things and responsibilities on yourself, how can it not be big?"

Ye Wanlan was silent for a moment and put the powder in his hand into a box.

Even though this gold-inlaid iron belt hook has become like this and has no historical value, it is still a relic of her relatives, and she will keep it well.

"Big Brother, I want to be alone for a while." Ye Wanlan sighed softly, "Go out for a walk."

Xie Linyuan also knew that she had just finished reading the historical recap and was in a very low mood at the moment: "Okay, you take a rest. If you have anything, call me. I'm always here."

Ye Wanlan was the only one left in the room. She lay on the bed with her clothes on.

But when she closed her eyes, all she saw was the bloody King of Chu.

Shenzhou Wanxing.

At this moment, she finally understood why Xiang Qingtian asked her to write these four words after learning that she had left the school.

The King of Chu was a great hero, but he was also the defender of Shenzhou.

In the blur, she seemed to see the King of Chu who denounced Ning Zhaozong in the court, and her uncle who drew a cat face on her while she was sleeping.

The dream came, and Ye Wanlan fell into a deep sleep.

**

The next day, morning.

"Miss Ye hasn't woken up yet?" The director was a little worried. "She has slept for a day and a night. Is she really okay?"

Yan Tingfeng shook his head slightly: "Maybe Xiao Wan has been on edge for a while, dealing with events at a high intensity, and is too tired. If you have anything, you can tell me."

"Mr. Yan, to be honest." The director sighed, "I thought the filming of "Collection of Shenzhou" would go very smoothly, because I thought that I would just film some simple history, but after being in contact with Miss Ye and several professors for so long, I found that history is not as simple as I thought."

History is heavy, and it cannot be summarized in a few words in history books.

Yan Tingfeng listened with a smile, but did not respond.

"The history of the fall of the Ning Dynasty is still blank." The director said, "Although many film and television dramas have been filmed, they are all fabricated. We can't, we must respect history."

Since the filming, the program team has at least confirmed that Tianyinfangzhu Lin Fanyin and Sword Saint Xie Linyuan are childhood sweethearts with deep feelings.

"Well." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "Blank is right. People who really experienced that war cannot be alive."

Except him.

But even he is just lingering.

"Squeak", the wooden door was pushed open at this time, and Ye Wanlan walked out.

"Xiao Wan?" Yan Tingfeng turned his head, smiling, "How did you rest? A day and a night have passed, so you should eat something to replenish your energy."

Ye Wanlan nodded and sat down at the table.

Seeing that she looked normal, the director put down his heart.

"The gold-inlaid iron belt hook you bought yesterday turned into powder before I had time to take a closer look." Ye Wanlan was silent for a moment, "You've spent a lot of money."

Yan Tingfeng didn't seem to care: "What you want has nothing to do with how much money you have."

"What?" The director was furious, "That little vendor is really a liar, and he dared to ask for 200,000 yuan."

"He is a liar, but he really doesn't know anything." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "The gold-inlaid iron belt hook from the Ning Dynasty can only be owned by the king's power and wealth. If it is put on the auction floor, the market price will start at at least seven figures."

Not to mention, it is a relic of the King of Chu, and the price will be ten times higher.

"Miss Ye, we have filmed a lot of clips yesterday." The director smiled, "Guess what, it's a coincidence that the village we are staying in was once where the King of Chu lived."

The King of Chu's mansion was already very simple, but Xiang Qingtian lived in the mansion less often. Most of the time, he lived with his soldiers.

Ye Wanlan's eyelashes moved slightly.

Yesterday, she was only concerned with analyzing the doubts in history and did not notice the appearance of the village. Now, looking at the terrain, it is indeed very similar to the place where Xiang Qingtian lived in the historical review.

In the Chu Palace, she did not see the "Shenzhou Wanxing" she wrote.

Perhaps...

"Director, I'm done eating." Ye Wanlan stood up, "Let's go straight to today's shooting."

The director was stunned for a moment: "Okay, no problem!"

The whole village has simple folk customs, which seems to be out of place in the modern big city.

The two old actors Shen Yeqiu and Xu Qingyu have changed into ancient costumes and blended into the mountains and rivers.

"If I get old, I will come to Nanjiang for recuperation in the future." Shen Yeqiu shook his fan, "This place is beautiful, it's really nice."

Xingyue cracked melon seeds: "That's now. In the past, there were snakes and insects all over the ground, and the air was full of filth. If it weren't for Princess Yongning who improved the soil here, there would be no way to survive."

The life span of the soldiers in Nanjiang is also very short, and it is because of this reason.

Ye Wanlan was observing the surroundings carefully, thinking.

Given Xiang Qingtian's personality, where would he put his valuables before the war?

"This is the village's sacred tree." The tour guide introduced, "Every day, many villagers come to worship. This tree was planted by the King of Chu himself, and it is already three hundred years old."

Ye Wanlan's eyes moved: "Sacred tree?"

"Xiao Yongning, Uncle Wang will tell you a secret, don't tell anyone." Xiang Qingtian was drunk and said drunkenly, "I planted a tree, you walk a few meters east around this tree, and you can get Uncle Wang's treasure."

But at that time, she did not take the King of Chu's words seriously, after all, he liked to talk nonsense to tease her every day.

But now?

Ye Wanlan followed the method that the King of Chu taught her in her memory and started walking around the tree.

"Click!"

Good morning·~~~

I'm a little stuck, I'll sort out the chapter outline QAQ