This was the only relic of the parents of the Black Ice Terrace Iron Eagle Sharp Warrior Yuan at the end of the Qin Dynasty.
After being rescued by the young goddess Jue, Yuan split the ring into two halves to repay her for saving his life, and signed a contract with the Qin Dynasty on the ring. He kept half of it and gave the other half to the girl as a token of the agreement.
But after that, Jue went west to Kunlun, with clouds, mist and jade dew.
And Yuan went east to kill Xu Fu.
It is likely that the injury left by the Overlord relapsed and he fell on the road.
They never met again since then.
Wei Yuan had never thought that after two thousand years, he would see the original ring here, and looking at the patterns on it, it happened to be the half that belonged to him. In his dream, the old man seemed to regard him as a guest who came to the museum to see the exhibits, and took the initiative to talk to him: "This, this is something from the end of the Qin Dynasty."
Wei Yuan said: "The end of the Qin Dynasty?"
The old man held a cup of tea, as if telling a story to the guests, and said with a smile:
"But I bought this from a tomb robber when I was young."
"Those tomb robbers are all master-apprentice relationships with families, and the skills are passed down from generation to generation."
"But no matter what, when selling antiques, they just want to sell them for a little more. To increase the price of antiques, first, there must be a year, which is the basis, and second, there must be anecdotes and legends. Antiques without stories are more valuable than those with legends. , similar in quality, but with a big difference in price. "
"The wine pot used by Li Bai when reciting poems, the chess pieces played by Su Dongpo, and the pipa that Bai Juyi listened to."
"And something from the official kiln of the same era."
"I don't know how many times the price is different."
Wei Yuan said: "So, this half ring also has a story?"
The old man looked serious and said: "What ring?"
He paused and said solemnly:
"This is the Great Qin War Tiger Pattern Half Moon Ring."
Wei Yuan: "......"
The old man smiled again and said: "But you are right, this antique also has a story. After all, the Great Qin's Xianyang City is in the northwest, and we are in the south of the Yangtze River. Do you know why this treasure finally came to me?"
"This is the story that the antique dealer told me."
............
The story begins with Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu.
After burning the Xianyang Palace and plundering the treasures of the Qin Palace, he still felt that it was not enough. He set his sights on the mausoleum of the first emperor in the world. There were once 300,000 people who went to dig the mausoleum, but they were defeated in the end. However, they did not get nothing. A golden goose flew out of the mausoleum.
The goose was very fast and flew away in an instant.
The excavation of the mausoleum took too long, and the Overlord missed his hometown a little and told his left and right.
If you don't return to your hometown when you are rich and powerful, it's like walking in brocade clothes at night.
So the excavation of the mausoleum was stopped, but no one saw the goose later. Time passed in a flash. At the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty, it was the Xin Dynasty Wang Mang, and the nine tiger generals dominated the world. The Xin Dynasty was fleeting, and finally it was the era of Sun Hao, the emperor of the Eastern Wu.
When the Jin Dynasty replaced the Wei Dynasty, the tomb-grabbing lieutenants who were originally loyal to the Wei Dynasty were scattered.
One of the tomb-grabbing lieutenants was called Yin Caibin, who fled to the south of the Yangtze River.
He met his former enemy Xia Bingwu, and in desperation, he had to take out the treasures to redeem his life. Among these treasures, there was a bronze ring. It was the spring of the first year of Baoding, and Yin Caibin took out the ring. Suddenly, he heard a few geese calling in the sky.
A flying goose landed and pecked at the ring.
With the ring, it flew north.
The two were surprised to find that the wild goose was made of pure gold. They spent a lot of effort to stop the wild goose. When they stopped it, the wild goose still pecked at the ring and did not let go. Later, they presented it to Zhang Shan, the governor of Rinnan at that time.
Zhang Shan recognized the words on the wild goose as something from the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang and presented it to Sun Hao, the emperor of Eastern Wu.
The voice paused, and the old man sighed: "These antique dealers are really good at talking."
"Why would this golden goose peck at a ring?"
Wei Yuan replied: "Maybe, maybe it recognizes the owner of this ring."
Even if hundreds of years have passed.
The goose in Xianyang City still hopes to take the boy back...
The old man was surprised and said, "That's an explanation."
Wei Yuan asked, "What happened next?"
The old man said, "After that, General Du Yu of the Jin Dynasty led his army to destroy Wu, and the golden goose was taken away. This ring was inconspicuous and half missing. Finally, it drifted to the south of the Yangtze River and was found by the antique dealer. He also said that the pattern on the ring was a kind of spell."
"Everyone, after getting this ring, cannot avoid or refuse the first promise they make."
"Otherwise, they will be punished by Qin law."
"And what's even more ridiculous is that as long as the promise is fulfilled, the ring will definitely be lost. Some people accidentally broke the rope, some were robbed, and even more inexplicably, some people slept and the ring was gone."
"This kind of spell is really a headache. It's not because I'm afraid of punishment, but mainly because it's hard to preserve."
It was the last Qin contract left.
Wei Yuan said, "Is this true?"
The old man said, "I don't believe it, but I found some special friends to ask, and it is true."
Wei Yuan said, "Then how did you keep it?"
The old man took a sip of tea and smiled proudly, "This may be a little difficult, but it is not difficult for me."
"I promised to put this ring in the museum, hoping to find the real owner of this ring. When the real owner is found, the ring can leave."
"This is a small logical loophole."
"This is a craft from the end of the Qin Dynasty. Its owner may have died long ago. There is no way to find the owner. I also put it in the museum as promised, hoping that his owner will come. It is not a violation of the contract and promise, but the day when this promise is fulfilled is far away..."
"No, maybe it will never be completed."
"Although this tiger pattern ring is inconspicuous, it is actually the best collection in my museum."
Wei Yuan looked at the ring and suddenly stood up and said, "Thank you."
The old man was puzzled.
When he looked up, he saw the young man with a blurred face turned his head and left.
The dream slowly broke apart, Wei Yuan broke free from the dream, looked at the still sleeping old curator, stretched out his hand, and slowly drew a talisman with his finger, and then let the talisman slowly break, turning into a soft stream of light, covering the old man, which could warm the old man's body and make up for some of the old man's physical injuries.
Wei Yuan turned around and walked out of the dream world.
Entered the real Municipal Museum.
He walked step by step into the collection, the part belonging to the Qin and Han Dynasties.
Finally found something that belonged to him, stretched out his hand, and the ring in the transparent glass cabinet of the museum slowly lit up a ripple, and finally returned to Wei Yuan's hand.
.........
Xu Minzhong slept very well.
Originally, at his age, he had some problems.
But after waking up this time, he didn't feel the breathlessness, but just felt his whole body was unobstructed. When he looked outside, the sky had just brightened up, about six o'clock. Xu Minzhong felt unprecedented comfort, thinking about the strange dream yesterday.
He was the first to open the museum, turn on the lights, and walk through the exhibits one by one.
This is a habit he has developed in the past thirty years.
He walked through the Song and Ming dynasties, the Sui and Tang dynasties, and finally the Qin and Han dynasties.
The old man's sight suddenly froze.
His favorite, the biggest gain in his youth, the real collection in the museum, the Qin Dynasty tiger pattern half-moon ring, disappeared just like that, and the bulletproof glass cabinet was not touched at all. After a moment of shock, the old man hurriedly went to find the museum's surveillance.
But there was no gain at all.
He took out the key and opened the display case, and it was indeed empty.
He saw a piece of paper inside with words on it, which was Qin Li.
"The contract is over."
"Thank you..."
The old man thought of his dream and the promise he made.
'I hope the ring can be placed here and find its true owner...'
He was startled and wiped his face carelessly. There was no trace of punishment.
In other words, the ring was taken away without violating the original promise.
The old man opened his mouth and was speechless for a while.
.........…
Wei Yuan opened his eyes. He strung the ring with a rope and wore it as a pendant. Then he put the pendant under his clothes. The next day, Jue happened to come over. The girl had her long hair tied up, wearing white cropped trousers that exposed her ankles, a soft top, and a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet.
It seems that since the red embroidered shoes are spiritual, it is not suitable to stay in the museum with these men, so they plan to take her to the flower shop. Similarly, Yu Ji also plans to take the painter sister to the studio for a while. When he came here today, Wei Yuan noticed a string of decorative tassels hanging around the girl's waist.
I saw that next to the white jade representing West Kunlun, there was a half-engraved Qin pattern ring.
When walking, the sound is as crisp as a bell.
Wei Yuan pretended to be calm and asked casually:
"Jue, what is this?"
The goddess didn't notice anything. After following Wei Yuan's line of sight, she just felt a little nostalgic and replied with a smile: "This? It's something a friend of mine left for me when I was a child. At that time, he promised to help me in the future, but later, I never saw him again."
Wei Yuan was silent for a while and said: "I think he must be very sorry for not being able to help you."
Jue shook his head and said frankly: "This is not important. As long as I know that he was serious when he swore, it's enough. I once heard someone say that a hundred years of life is like a white horse passing by, but even so, a person must find his own life in his lifetime."
"However, it's not that kind of vast meaning of nothingness."
"It's something more specific. Although a hundred years is short, it is also long, and life is like a blank sheet of paper. What needs to be found to fix it? Come."
"For example, just for example, when you are young, it is friends and parents, when you grow up a little, it is ambition and thinking, then it is wife and children, close friends, and perhaps there are changes in the world, interests, hobbies, pursuits, all of these combined, can make a person's life concrete, with a sense of reality, rather than nothingness, these, can be said to be the imprint of this person."
She helped wash the fruits she bought, rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white arms, thought for a while, and said: "And we, although we have a longer lifespan, we also need to find these imprints."
"More than people."
"Because my essence is actually the long wind of Kunlun. If I don't want to change into that kind of ruthless, insensitive and cold appearance, I have to find something similar to people, find the connection between me and the world, find the anchor and imprint."
"And these are fate."
"Promises, friendship, names, unforgettable experiences, are all like this."
Wei Yuan was thoughtful.
Is this the reason why the Queen Mother of the West took them down the mountain?
Jue noticed the pendant on Wei Yuan's neck, but couldn't see the pendant underneath, so she asked curiously:
"Yuan, why did you buy a pendant too?"
Wei Yuan thought about it and smiled, "This can be regarded as an agreement between me and someone."
Although Jue was curious, he didn't ask any more questions, but just smiled and handed the washed fruit over.
Wei Yuan casually put it on the plate, and the pendant under his clothes emitted a faint stream of light, but the girl didn't notice that the ring in the tassel on her waist also emitted a faint stream of light, hitting the Kunlun jade, making a crisp sound, and the two pendants naturally deflected in the direction, as if they were about to converge and merge -
You go to Kunlun.
I go to the East China Sea.
I said,
We will definitely meet again one day.
Even if the mountains are high and the waters are far.
Even if the years are long.
............
In Quanshi, the little Taoist priest who came down the mountain after a long time had a good time.
But just like the weekends and the last few days of winter and summer vacations, they always pass quickly.
This rare time of relaxation also ended quickly.
Zhang Ruosu had already threatened to kill him several times.
The water ghost prepared a bunch of snacks for the little Taoist priest.
Wei Yuan personally sent Ah Xuan to the mountain, but this time, Wei Yuan carried a sword box on his back. The special box was divided into two layers, one for the eight-sided Han sword and the other for the nine-section staff. It was time to deal with the so-called leader of the Taiping Dao. He climbed the white jade ladder and passed by the lotus pond. The old Taoist priest was waiting in front. Seeing Wei Yuan dressed like this, he looked a little surprised.
"Master Wei, what are you doing..."
"Daoyou Zhang, I brought Ah Xuan back to you."
Wei Yuan gently pushed Ah Xuan's shoulder, and then said:
"Trouble the Taoist priest to summon the three caves and four auxiliary and the Taoist Xuanzong who still exist in this era."
"I have something else to tell my fellow Taoists."
Zhang Ruosu took a deep look at Wei Yuan, his face slowly became solemn, and said:
"Okay."
Wei Yuan turned around, strode, and went down the mountain with a sword on his back.
"Fellow Daoist of the Taiping Dao, why are you going here?"
"Kill the rebels!"