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Chapter 364 Another Authentic Work! Beiming Sect Leader Xing Yun [2 more]

It was a subtle sound, and only Ye Wanlan heard it.

Although the King of Chu was not familiar with mechanical devices, Hejia still gave him a lot of mechanical locks.

However, there were many people around the sacred tree right now, and it was daytime, so it was not convenient for Ye Wanlan to continue investigating.

These villages in southern Xinjiang are all close to the border, and are a mixed crowd. There are often mercenaries on the fringes of the area.

She must protect the things Xiang Qingtian left behind.

Ye Wanlan calmly turned the lock back and took a step forward.

It was also the first time for the villagers to encounter outsiders coming to the village to film a movie. They stood in groups of three or four on both sides of the road, watching curiously.

Ye Wanlan was still wearing the simplest clothes and had no makeup on, but she still attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Mom, this sister is so beautiful!" A little girl jumped up, "Will she be taken away by the mountain god?"

Ye Wanlan paused and turned around: "Mountain God?"

"Little kid, don't talk nonsense!" The woman quickly picked up the little girl and apologized to Ye Wanlan, "I told her some mythological stories yesterday. There was no mountain god in them. Don't be afraid, girl."

Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, but turned around and seemed to be thinking about something.

Mountain God... Could it be referring to Beiming Mountain?
Does the Beiming Sect really have no inheritance left behind?
She has fought head-on with the Beiming Sect leader Xing Yun. Xing Yun is a man who is powerful but also very scheming.

At the age of eighteen, he became the leader of the Beiming Sect. At the age of twenty-two, he killed the high priest of the sect and took sole control of the Beiming Sect.

Xing Yun is extremely gifted and brilliant.

The other sects have protected part of their heritage, so it is impossible for Xing Yun to not have any defensive measures.

But it is true that in the past three hundred years, Beiming magic has hardly appeared again on the Shenzhou continent.

"Legend has it that the King of Chu planted this sacred tree to tell the evil cult Beimingjiao not to harm the people." The tour guide continued, "If you have any wishes you want to make, you can hang a red rope on it."

When Yan Tingfeng heard this, his expression turned slightly colder.

Although the Beiming Sect is called a cult, it has never done anything like harming the people.

It is called a "cult" only because the magic techniques practiced by its followers are even more brutal.

In the face of justice, every faction is the same.

Yan Tingfeng suppressed the coldness in his eyes and turned his head away: "Xiao Wan, aren't you going to make a wish?"

"If I have a wish, I never grant it, but execute it directly." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "Besides, the tree planted by the king... the king of Chu may not be used for making wishes."

Yan Tingfeng was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Maybe it's just a sustenance to my hometown."

According to historical records, the last time the King of Chu returned to Fengyuan was when Princess Yongning died.

In the six years since then, he has never returned to Fengyuan.

Nowadays, the flight from Fengyuan to Southern Xinjiang only takes three and a half hours, but the King of Chu has to travel non-stop for fourteen days and nights.

After a day's filming, everyone in Youlan Village went to rest early.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Wanlan called Professor Shen and Professor Li and came to the location where she found the mechanism lock in the morning.

Professor Shen was a little surprised: "There are cultural relics in this village?"

Youlan Village has a history of hundreds of years. If there are really cultural relics, why didn’t the locals discover them?

Ye Wanlan hummed softly: "I accidentally stepped on the mechanism this morning, but there were many people there, so I asked the two professors to come and take a look in the evening."

Professor Shen and Professor Li looked at each other with serious expressions.

Since Youlan Village is where the King of Chu once lived, the cultural relics buried here must be related to the King of Chu.

Ye Wanlan squatted down and opened the mechanism lock very skillfully.

To her surprise, there was only a long box inside the lock.

And she recognized the box at a glance.

Because this was the box she used to give Xiang Qingtian the calligraphy.

Three hundred years have passed, and the box still shows no signs of decay, simply because the box is made entirely of a single piece of jade.

Ye Wanlan slowly opened the box, and there was indeed a scroll inside.

The scroll unfolded, and four large characters came into view:

Shenzhou Wanxing.

"This is..." Professor Shen's pupils suddenly contracted and he took a breath, "The authentic work of Princess Yongning!" Princess Yongning's handwriting is very distinctive, otherwise she would not have been followed by so many calligraphers in later generations.

"The calligraphy Princess Yongning gave to the King of Chu?" Professor Li was also shocked. "I just don't know if this was written by Princess Yongning to the King of Chu, or if the King of Chu asked Princess Yongning to write it."

The four words "Shenzhou Wanxing" are too heavy. The King of Chu has always been a negative character in history. The exposure of these words is enough to overturn many arguments about the King of Chu. I am afraid that historians will have to reposition the King of Chu himself.

"Two professors, let's go back first. There must be more than just this pair of words in Youlan Village." Ye Wanlan picked up the jade box and reset the mechanism lock. "We need to ask the Cultural Relics Bureau team to come and continue the research."

Professor Shen and Professor Li both nodded solemnly.

After returning to his residence, Ye Wanlan thought for a while and dialed the phone number of the principal of No. 7 Middle School.

"Principal, I have already thought about what to write for the competition," she said. "I will have someone send it to you after I finish it."

"Don't worry, don't worry." The principal of No. 7 Middle School said hurriedly, "You have been busy lately. You have already won the first place in the physics competition for the school. It doesn't matter whether you participate in the calligraphy competition or not."

"A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand gold." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "I will definitely complete what I promised."

She must also clear the name of the King of Chu.

**
In the early hours of the morning, Youlan Village, at the village chief’s home.

Several people, including the village chief, gathered around the charcoal brazier, all looking unhappy.

The village chief asked, "You mean, you saw those outsiders dig up the antiques, and judging by their lip movements, they were Princess Yongning's things?"

A middle-aged man nodded hurriedly.

"We've lived here for so long and haven't been able to find those antiques. How come they found them as soon as the program crew came?" The village chief smoked his pipe, puzzled.

The ancestors of their village were the people who survived the war. The village also has a history of hundreds of years, passed down from generation to generation until today.

"Since we found it in the village, it belongs to us." A young man sneered, "If they don't leave it behind, they won't be able to leave Youlan Village."

The village chief hesitated for a moment: "But after all, they were sent by Yunjing officials, and the people participating in the show are all big stars. We can't forcibly detain them."

"Uncle, we only want the antiques left by the King of Chu, not their lives." The young man smiled, "At least we want them not to covet the village's property. Why did you ask them to detain them?"

"How can we keep them?" The village chief was upset. "So many cultural relics have been discovered, and the Cultural Relics Bureau is already sending people over. How can we keep the cultural relics?"

Of course he wanted to keep it, especially the authentic painting of Princess Yongning. He wondered how much money he could make if he could resell it.

I heard that the Global Center is buying up Chinese cultural relics on a large scale. Even an ordinary vase from Ning Chaojian would be sold for a six-digit price.

The village chief couldn't imagine how high a price the Global Center would offer if it was Princess Yongning's authentic work, enough for him to live a carefree life for several lifetimes.

But if he were taken away by researchers from the Cultural Relics Bureau, he would never be able to make a fortune.

"Uncle, of course." The young man smiled mysteriously, "We just need to make them willingly leave these cultural relics behind."

The village chief was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "You mean... Gu?"

The most widely spread thing in southern Xinjiang is Gu. Gu insects and Gu techniques do exist and are not fictional.

However, over the years, there are fewer and fewer witchcraft masters, and the more advanced witchcraft techniques have long been lost.

As a native of southern Xinjiang, the village chief also raised some poisonous insects.

However, even if these poisonous insects enter the body, they can be cured through modern medical means. It cannot be considered as witchcraft at all, but at best "parasites."

In the entire Youlan Village, there are only a handful of people who truly know how to use witchcraft.

"My great-grandmother just happened to come back from her travels during this period." The young man's eyes sparkled. "Village chief, you also know that my great-grandmother's Gu cannot be cured unless she comes in person, even if Taiyi Divine Doctor or Taoist Doctor comes."

Industry specializing in surgery.

Although both witchcraft and Taoist magic have transcended the scope of ordinary abilities, they do not belong to the same category.

The only person who could combine witchcraft and Taoism was Xing Yun, the leader of the Beiming Sect three hundred years ago.

According to records, Xing Yun had four great protectors under his command who were also proficient in witchcraft.

"Not bad, very good." The village chief was a little surprised. "With your grandmother's help, we can indeed keep those people here quietly."

The young man laughed again: "Princess Yongning's things are enough for us to sell at a sky-high price."

"But I specifically watched the news, and the young master of Penglai Temple is also in the program team." The middle-aged man who spoke earlier hesitated again, "If I put a curse on them, the young master will find out, right?"

"It's impossible. She practices Taoism, and people who practice Taoism cannot practice Gu magic." The young man said decisively, "Do you think everyone is the leader of Beiming?"

There is no one in China today who is proficient in both Taoism and witchcraft.

　Brother Yan: Oh?
　　See you tomorrow~~
　　(End of this chapter)