I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 166 Crane ()
Sure enough, the mess in the room disappeared, and the box returned to its previous simplicity and elegance. Everything that had just happened was like a page of text, easily torn out of a book.

Qin Jian ignored the voice in his head, walked to the closed door, reached out and pushed gently, and the originally locked door slowly opened in front of the two of them. But the plot hasn't been triggered yet, and the corridor is dark.

"Ah Si, come here." He turned around and waved to He Si.

"and many more."

The voice still sounded in his head. Qin Jian looked at He Si's expression and knew that she had also heard this sentence.

"What are you doing?" Qin Jian asked politely.

"I have a suggestion," Yan Yan's voice was no longer angry, "I can let you out. Regardless of whether it's right or wrong, we can go back to the place we recognize and won't disturb each other from now on."

He Si did not answer, but asked: "Have you ever seen a five or six-year-old boy?"

"boy?"

"Or...have you ever seen Suanni."

"Suanni?" His tone became even more confused, "Are you talking about the fifth son of the dragon, that legendary creature? No, I have never written this character in the book."

"Since there is no memory at all, then we can only wake you up."

"Why?"

"Because the clue to finding him lies with you."

After not hearing Yan Yan's reply for a long time, Qin Jian added: "Not only are we friends, the three readers who received your gift of books are also in a coma like you. They are also your friends."

"Correct."

"In that case..."

"It's ridiculous." Qin Jian was rudely interrupted before he could finish his words: "You said that I am now in a dream and you want to wake me up in the real world because you want to find a Suan Ni. But this world How can there be Suanni? How can you make me believe your words? Who are we who are trapped in the illusion?"

"Hey," He Si sighed, not knowing what to say for a moment, "This world is more bizarre than we can imagine, and I only discovered it recently."

"Do you really think you can get past my book?"

Qin Jian rolled his sleeves and said, "How will you know if you don't try."

"The battle just now was indeed exciting. It used a mirror to reflect my settings, but this is my world. If I add such settings, you will never be able to defeat me."

"I can't defeat you," Qin Jian said expressionlessly, "Which one is it, the you in the book, the you who wrote the book, or the sleeping you? Let us see, which world's rules will change Consider it the real you.”

"Obstinate!"

After these words, the echoes in He Si and Qin Jian's brains completely disappeared. At the same time, the lights hanging on the ceiling of the corridor lit up in front of the two people from near to far. Under the dim light, a ghostly shadow was revealed at the end of the dark corridor.

"Afraid?"

"I'm quite afraid of the dark." He Si said, taking a step forward and taking Qin Jian's hand. After hearing this, Xiao Jiu, who was about to take the first step to light up the corridor, turned to look at the pair of tightly held hands. Hand, he let out a low groan of dissatisfaction, put away his light with abandonment, and broke into the darkness.

"Slow down." He Si whispered, and Qin Jianze couldn't help laughing.

As if to ease the awkward mood that suddenly echoed in the corridor, He Si walked forward and started a topic, "I already understand the principle of that elixir, but I am curious, how does that movable type work?" Operational?”

"The copper coin in my hand is a cultural relic from the Qing Dynasty. It is originally the word "book", which contains a myriad of things. It has witnessed the spread and growth of culture through repetition and renovation every day. A thousand words can be said in a single inch. language."

"It turns out to be from the Qing Dynasty," He Si said with some regret, "Did you know that what is said to be the earliest movable metal type printing book was discovered in South Korea. The time roughly corresponds to our Ming Dynasty, so movable type printing was successfully applied for World Heritage by South Korea. "Qing Dynasty?" Qin Jian raised his eyebrows, "Everyone knows that movable type printing was invented by Bi Sheng in the Song Dynasty. In fact, in the Tang Dynasty, we had "Wood Movable Type Production Diagram", which detailed the production process of wood movable type, even if it does not involve metal. Movable type: During the Song and Jin Dynasties, our banknote printing plates already used the method of combining copper plates with copper movable type. It was not until the Ming Dynasty."

"I knew it must have been stolen by them again because we were early!" He Si couldn't help but feel a small sense of national pride in her heart. Unexpectedly, Qin Jian added: "The thief is certainly hateful, but the owner's carelessness is also... Isn’t it just adding fuel to the flames?”

He Si was splashed with cold water. After thinking for a while, he sighed helplessly: "Hey, that's right too."

"Where's Ah Si?" Qin Jian was actually very interested in He Si's changes, so he followed up and asked, "How did you make the original sharp weapon so soft but tough?"

"You want to know? In fact, I have been thinking about it for a long time and have never succeeded. Until one day, I suddenly figured out something." He Si said, deliberately giving it a try.

"Oh?" Qin Jian's face showed obvious interest, "What is it?"

"In this world, the hardest thing is also the softest."

"Just like you." Qin Jian held the woman's soft hand and praised her sincerely, but He Si shook her head: "Like Dr. Guan, like Professor Jun, like Yan Yan, like all the girls in the world."

Qin Jian paused and looked carefully at He Si's profile under the dim light - the delicate brow bones, the high bridge of the nose, the plump lips, the small chin, all the lines were outlined very softly by the light, and they were all in one piece. There was a warm and peaceful atmosphere in the darkness, and he sighed softly: "Yes, I was negligent."

After the two chatted, the long corridor came to the end. In front of the closed copper door, the ghostly shadows showed their true colors one by one - they turned out to be two neat rows of cultural relics - cultural relics about cranes. .

"all these are?"

"They are indeed famous antiquities, including the crane-shaped jade pendant unearthed from Fuhao's tomb, the bronze crane unearthed from Qin Shihuang's mausoleum, a picture of clouds and cranes, a picture of a lady with hairpins, and two representative bronze lotus cranes. "Fang Hu," Qin Jian looked at it carefully, with a tone of disbelief, "I really can't underestimate that girl."

"What do you think she is doing now?"

"We are replenishing the following mechanisms based on our abilities, so this level should not be difficult. It is just to delay our time."

"I agree," He Si nodded and pointed at the closed door, "We should be asked to find the key, but... the price of finding the wrong one should be terrifying."

Just after He Si finished speaking, Qin Jian was already walking towards the most inconspicuous flute lying on the table.

"Wait!" He Si stopped him hastily, "What is this?"

"The Jiahu bone flute is made from the ulnar bones of cranes. Do you still remember the whistle we heard when we first came in? It should be played to play the laws of heaven and not to be found in the dust. I think this thing is the most like the key to pass the customs." "

"But I think it's this." He Si said, taking two steps forward and coming to a bronze vessel with an extremely exaggerated shape but full of beautiful lines. She saw a crane with a long neck and a round head standing tall, but on its head there were The graceful and huge antlers are very attractive.

"The deer antlers standing on the crane in the tomb of Zeng Marquis Yi?" Qin Jian frowned, obviously not agreeing, "Why? Do you think these deer antlers are snakes?"

"No, deer and crane spring together, which sounds auspicious." He Si lowered her eyes and suddenly felt guilty.

"auspicious?"

"My gut."

"Ah Si..." Qin Jian felt something was wrong. He originally believed He Si, but He Si's sudden concealment forced him to be concerned, "Why on earth?"

He Si felt uncomfortable with the scorching eyes, and after holding it in for a long time, she finally said: "When I came here last time, someone told me that there are two wing rooms in the temporary garden, a crane room, and a deer garden. "

"Deng Chensha said that?"

"Asking knowingly." He Si said, grabbing the crane's narrow neck and turning the bronze in front of her in a circle. Sure enough, after a creak, the door at the end of the corridor slowly opened.

"Chirp!" Xiao Jiu, who had successfully watched the show, was finally proud and took the lead to rush into the unknown behind the door.