My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 130

Chapter 130 The strong wind has risen and is unstoppable! 【2 more】

This reassembled dagger is completely different from the weird shape it just had.

The pattern on the top of the dagger handle and the pattern on the bottom of the blade are connected together, which just happens to be the "Yan" of King Yan.

Professor Xue couldn't help but widen his eyes and almost jumped up for a moment.

As a professor of the History Department of Yunjing University and a senior member of the Archaeological Center of the China Cultural Relics Bureau, it is of course impossible for Professor Xue not to know what the word "Yan" means.

Whenever this shape of "Yan" appears on an object, it proves that the object must have been made by King Yan himself.

At least all the cultural relics made by King Yan that exist in the Yunjing Museum now have the word "Yan".

Professor Xue previously thought that this strange-shaped dagger had random patterns painted on it, but after reassembling it at night, he discovered that it was King Yan's Yan!

Professor Xue barely restrained his excitement because he knew that this was a public place with many people and many eyes.

Ordinary cultural relics can be robbed by interested people, let alone those made by King Yan himself?

"Put it away." Professor Xue took a deep breath and quietly pushed the dagger into Ye Banglan's hand, "Let's go to the front and have a look."

Over time, he got used to being anonymous, and people around him called him Young Master.

Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "You are smart, Mr. Yan."

At this moment, she called out the two words "Young Master" with a rather ancient charm in a gentle tone, like feathers falling leisurely, gently stirring the apex of her heart.

Memories spanning three hundred years are pouring in at this moment.

Three hundred years later, the Ning Dynasty had been destroyed, and the dagger appeared in front of her again.

Princess Yongning's status is too noble. As long as she leaves the palace, she will be hunted and killed all the time.

In fact, this book belongs to her, so she can see it at a glance.

This is the first time she calls him that.

“I guess I went through the back door, and now I'm still being cheated at the stall. Can the professor not be angry?”

Several members of the archaeological center also noticed his half-heartedness, but they didn't know what happened and could only look at each other in confusion.

Ye Wanlan lowered his head and stroked the dagger carefully.

If you want to practice martial arts, internal strength is essential.

“That's because you are smart and discerning.” Ye Banlan smiled faintly, “I didn't expect to find this genuine item in a stall full of fakes.”

Even though King Yan died, he still remembered the agreement between them.

On her birthday, he gave her the dagger.

"There are very few things that can make Miss Ye's mood fluctuate." Yan Tingfeng's voice was warm and cool, "I just saw that the only thing in your eyes was this dagger, and I saw that Professor Xue looked wrong, so I made such a guess."

In the archaeological team, Ye Banglan and Yan Tingfeng were walking at the back, looking very out of place.

When he was three years old, his parents died in a chase, and there were still countless enemies.

"You have to protect yourself when I'm not around you." Hejia gently touched her head again, "But as long as Brother Wang is here, you will be fine."

The archaeological team left the stall, but the stall owner still frowned and looked at Ye Puanlan's back with thoughtful eyes.

Ye Banglan naturally knew what Professor Xue was worried about, so when she displayed the dagger, only Professor Xue could see it from this angle.

She will bring China to its peak again and its inheritance will last for eternity.

Yan Tingfeng tilted his head and said in a low voice, "Is it a relic of King Yan?"

“What's wrong with the professor? I always feel like he's holding something back and is feeling very uncomfortable.”

"How do you know that there is a hidden secret in that dagger?" Professor Xue asked impatiently, "Genius, this dagger is not even recorded in the history books. Tell me quickly, please!"

He also received this dagger from someone else, and the earliest source cannot be traced.

After waiting all the way and finally waiting for the place to eat, Professor Xue couldn't wait to call Ye Banglan to a secluded place.

The stall owner was more cautious. He took out his mobile phone and quietly sent a few messages.

That was when she was very young, only eleven years old, and Hejia was only sixteen, and had just been crowned King of Yan.

Professor Xue was a little absent-minded along the way, frequently looking back at Ye Banglan, fearing that she would fall behind.

“Oh, it's just a little girl, I can understand...”

"A gift for Xiaolan." Hejia smiled faintly, "This thing can be used for self-defense. You often visit privately incognito, and I am always afraid that you will get hurt."

Now the strong wind has risen and it must be unstoppable!

However, because she was unable to gather her inner strength, she could only practice the light skill "Ten Thousand Miles in a Flash".

“Brother Wang, what is this?”

In order to avenge his hatred, he concealed his identity and climbed to the position of leader of the martial arts alliance.

And she will never forget his legacy.

Perhaps the blood bond is indelible.

Could it be that...that dagger that can't even cut vegetables has any deeper origin?

The blade was cold, but it sparked a flame in the palm of her fingertips.

“I must be angry. There are so many people applying for our archaeological project this time. Why do we suddenly squeeze in a high school student who didn't even go to college?”

Ye Banlan slowly said: "I like to play with the Rubik's Cube."

Professor Xue: “?”

She said calmly: "I felt like this dagger could be taken apart, so I tried it, but I didn't expect it to work."

Professor Xue: "???" Why is the credibility of this statement not very high?

King Yan is one of the historical figures they focus on.

The art of mechanism in ancient China was very strong, and King Yan was even more proficient in Qimen Dunjia. Can the weapons he forged compare with the Rubik's Cube?

Even the highest level Rubik's Cube can't compare!

Professor Xue stared at Ye Banglan's eyes, trying to see any clues in them.

But the other party looked at him without any fluctuation, his crescent-moon eyes were slightly curved, as blue as the sea, embracing all things.

Professor Xue was finally defeated. He muttered: "Okay, whatever you say is what it is. I said before that you, the silly old man, would be deceived. It turns out that I am the silly old man!"

Let alone 5,000 yuan, even 500,000 yuan to buy a dagger made by King Yan is still a profit!

Professor Xue rubbed his hands: "Well, I have a request, can you-"

“Donate to a museum?”

"No, no, no, this is what you bought. Of course it belongs to you." Professor Xue looked serious. "I just want to ask for your opinion. Can you lend it to the Yunjing Archaeological Center for us to study?"

Who would have thought that in the stalls on the ancient streets of Yancheng, you can find weapons forged by King Yan himself?

Ye Tuanlan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

"Then it's settled." Professor Xue was overjoyed, "That guy Lao Fu must have never thought that he came to Yancheng before me, but I made a big discovery first!"

This time he was very proud.

Ye Banglan nodded slightly and asked, "Professor, I need to take an hour off this afternoon, is that okay?"

"No problem, of course no problem." Professor Xue agreed, "come back to me when you are done. I will always be waiting for you."

What if you turn the tide and find some real antiques? It will be a big fortune!

Professor Xue's eyes were already glowing green.

This is his treasure, and he must take good care of it!

At two o'clock in the afternoon, after the crew of "A Thousand Years Old" was reorganized, the first promotional meeting was officially held.

There are already many spectators who have grabbed live tickets, including major media.

“Previously, the crew announced that there will be pipa music accompaniment, I am so excited!”

“Here's the rumor, don't wait for the pipa accompaniment, the pipa player's hand is injured.”

“Is it true? Isn't the crew a liar?”

On the stage, Nie Shuangyi and Zhou Chengyu, as the male and female protagonists, are being interviewed by the media.

The two people looked very calm and calm, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

Until a well-prepared reporter stepped forward and raised the microphone: "The crew originally said that they would promote the intangible cultural heritage together with this drama. I heard that there is pipa music that you can listen to today. Why isn't it there yet?"

“Our pipa players are still preparing, and you will be able to hear it soon.” Nie Shuangyi smiled faintly, “The pipa is the top plucked instrument. I hope everyone will like it.”

The reporter clicked on the headset, obviously receiving a new order, and spoke again: "Are you really preparing, or is it just a stunt? In fact, Pipa has not -"

“Zhengzheng!”

A few short pipa sounds suddenly sounded, like the beating of war drums, drowning out the reporters' voices and instantly raising the atmosphere of the entire venue.

"I'm coming!"

“It's Desert Guyan! A very professional pipa player!”

The sound of pipa brought the atmosphere of the scene to a new level.

However, several members of the media at the scene changed their expressions. Apparently they could not understand why there were still pipa players accompanying them.

“Zhengzheng!”

The sound of the pipa was still flowing, and Nie Shuangyi's heart was completely relieved, and she began to answer the media's questions with ease.

According to the plan, the question time is eight minutes, which is exactly the length of the song "Smoke in the Desert"

But obviously the media reporters and the audience were very interested in this promotional meeting. After the song "Smoke in the Desert" ended, the promotional meeting was still not over.

The director was a little nervous and pressed the headset: "Backstage, prepare to play other music."

However, at this moment, the sound of the pipa sounded again.

Different from the loneliness and vastness of "Smoke in the Desert", this piece sounds very brisk and outlines the bustling streets in front of you.

Fragrant cars and BMWs, attic palaces.

The phoenix flute sounds, the white walls and black tiles.

The sound of the pipa was clanging and clear, like pearls and jade falling to the ground.

The light and pleasant music makes people feel relaxed and happy, and even calms down the restless reporters.

The producer opened his eyes in surprise and glanced at Ye Banlan, who was still playing the strings.

This, this piece of music is...

There was also a reporter with very sharp ears who heard this song. She opened her mouth wide in surprise. She also forgot that other reporters were still asking questions and blurted out: "Wait... is this Qingpingle?!"

Ching Ping Le, the work of Princess Yongning who enthroned the gods.

Sister Lan started to show off her power!

ps: All cities are fictitious and have nothing to do with any real city. Please do not substitute them.

After I draw the map, I will insert it into the text (just don't dislike my drawing skills 2333)

Continue to ask for votes for Sister Lan!

(End of this chapter)

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