Although people die, dreams will never die.
The most incredible discovery in archeology.
Dreams will be attached to ancient objects and passed down for thousands of years.
Once this discovery was announced, the whole world was shocked.
Some foreign scholars believe that the space we live in can be divided into seven dimensions. The only dimension we can touch is the seventh dimension. These seven dimensions are not completely balanced and have no intersection. In our sleep, we can see other dimensions. Dimensional things exist.
In fact, this conjecture was also mentioned in the ancient Chinese document "Shui Jing Zhu", but the book refers to other dimensions as Mengyuan, the seabed that gave birth to all heroic spirits throughout the ages.
After people or creatures die, their dreams will continue to gestate in the dream abyss, until they hear a voice calling them.
It is speculated that the first person in history who could transmit the voice of calling into Meng Yuan should be Zhuang Zhou, who performed an incomprehensible epic myth about Zhuang Zhou and Butterfly, Zhuang Zhou and Kunpeng.
"Who would have thought that such a thousand-year-old mystery has only been solved so far."
Shen Yan, standing on the international stage, vividly explained this belated miracle.
In the audience, scholars from various countries applauded like thunder.
Shen Yan nodded and quickly left the scene.
First, there is nothing to be proud of. He just put the ancient discoveries on the stage again.
Second, there is a cultural relic that has been exiled abroad and is about to return to the embrace of the motherland, and he is one of the people who follow it.
It is a bronze mirror from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It was from the same period as Zhuang Zhou, the first person to call Mengyuan creatures. Its significance can be imagined, and it may even hide the key to the door of Mengyuan.
The original collector of this bronze mirror was named De Hehua, a 100-year-old German who participated in World War II and looted the Old Summer Palace.
He has stated more than once that in the bronze mirror of the Warring States Period, he saw an old man riding a fish. However, the remarks of this old man suffering from severe post-war trauma syndrome were not understood by anyone, and they once doubted his mental state. Is it normal?
On his deathbed, De Hehua, perhaps suddenly repenting of his past crimes, wrote a letter of repentance and left a will to return the Warring States bronze mirror to its original owner.
When Shen Yan arrived, the Warring States Bronze Mirror had been locked in the safe, protected by many scholars and special guards on the outside.
After Shen Yan submitted his certificate/certificate, he walked towards a group of scholars.
The atmosphere was a little tense, but fortunately, the plane took off normally.
When the plane rose, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The eldest professor couldn't help but said a few words with excitement: "Colleagues and comrades, the cultural relics can be returned smoothly this time, thanks to the fact that foreign scholars have not studied Mengyuan deeply enough and do not have enough understanding of our country's most splendid history." , they only saw the old man riding a fish, but they didn’t know that it was a sage who crossed dimensions and reappeared in this world.”
"We have a unique advantage in the research of Mengyuan. Our ancestors left us the most precious wealth. Every ancient object contains a complete dream of our ancestors..."
"With so many advantages, I believe we will be at the forefront of the world in Mengyuan's research."
"Domestic doctors have successfully developed an R source that can amplify the function of the human pineal gland 1,000 times. The pineal gland is the most direct organ/organ for humans to control dreams. With its help, we can even blur dimensions. Boundary, see with your own eyes the centenary spirit, the reappearance of the millennium king..."
Shen Yan was also a little excited. 5,000 years of brilliance, 83 dynasties, 408 emperors, and countless heroes were about to meet them in real life. Who could understand the pride and pride in it.
But, suddenly, the plane trembled violently.
Before anyone could react, the cabin was torn apart instantly, and Shen Yan was directly washed away by the high-pressure wind flow.
Thousands of miles high in the sky, when Shen Yan fell into a coma, he seemed to see the safe containing the bronze mirror of the Warring States Period being torn open. The mirror was shattered. In the broken mirror, there were sages riding fish into the sea of clouds, an old man riding a bull through the Han Pass, and a saint. Riding an ao to swim in the East China Sea, there are goddesses holding up stones to block the sky, white-haired immortals entering the Qiong Tower, Kunpeng rising from the sky, firebirds flying across the sea, martial sages going to grand gatherings with single swords, overlords destroying cauldrons and sinking boats and willing to die, and one person is under his control. Lu Fengxian, there are skyscrapers rising from the ground, and even Shenwu soaring into the sky...
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When Shen Yan woke up again, he was completely confused.
He didn't know why he wasn't shattered to pieces after falling from a height of thousands of miles.
He also didn't know where the countless huge semicircular pits in front of him were, like the impact of the moon.
At a glance, there is endless wasteland and endless yellow sand.
There were many semicircular pits like this, with no grass growing around them. Shen Yan had only seen them on two islands that had experienced nuclear changes.
Shen Yan is now in a strange mercenary team. The person who rescued him is named Dong, and everyone calls him Father Dong.
Daddy Dong is very enthusiastic about Shen Yan. The reason is very simple. The captain of the mercenary team where Daddy Dong belongs needs a valet to serve tea, water and brush shoes, so as to casually solve the untimely needs of the hot-blooded captain.
Father Dong felt that their captain only needed to focus on his career and find a beautiful young manservant to take care of the rest of his energy.
As for the other members of their team, they were either extremely rough-looking, or they were just too crooked to be reused.
Shen Yan is different, with a soft face, suet-like black hair, and a thin and slender body. He is completely different from these rough mercenaries who are tanned by the weather all year round. He can definitely meet the requirements of a male servant and make them captain. Use up any excess energy.
Shen Yan was full of vigilance, a strange environment and strange people, but leaving this mercenary team to find his own way?
Oh, they had just encountered an unknown attack, and unknown corpses were broken into pieces and piled on the ground.
This was definitely not a rule he was familiar with.
After leaving this mercenary team, the outside world may be more dangerous, but he still has the most basic judgment on this.
Shen Yan glanced at the pile of rotting corpses next to him. He should be lucky that at least... he encountered human beings.
"If you follow our captain, you don't have to take risks alone in this desert."
"You will be provided with water and food."
Some people even whistled unscrupulously.
These mercenaries licking blood from their blades are like disorderly wild wolves in the desert, without any rules.
Shen Yan couldn't help but look at the man with a face as sharp as a knife who was sitting in front of him. This man's name was Zhao Kuo, a common name, and he was the leader of the team.
He has an unusually strong physique, a strong body, a tiger's back and a narrow waist, and a burst of blood that seems to be bursting out from the bulging clothes...
Chen Yan's scalp was numb. With such an exaggerated figure, no wonder he couldn't find a male servant. Who could bear it?
To Zhao Kuo's left and right, a white tiger and a yellow leopard followed, sometimes disappearing in Zhao Kuo's long shadow, sometimes jumping out again.
There is a reason why Shen Yan is so sure that this place is different from the world he used to live in.
Zhao Kuo seemed to notice Shen Yan's gaze and raised the corners of his mouth. The little manservant seemed a little amused.
I was usually used to seeing dark-skinned men with thick skin, but suddenly I saw Shen Yan with such thin skin and tender flesh. I really didn't move my eyes away.
Zhao Kuo said indifferently: "Don't make noises."
"We'll be home in one day, and I'm still worried about whether the supplies I brought back this time will be enough to exchange for enough food."
Shen Yan remained silent, his eyes resting on Zhao Kuo.
It is getting late now, a bonfire is lit in the middle, and everyone is sitting around the bonfire. Although these people are rogue, they seem to have a unique atmosphere, team, wilderness, passion, adventure...
Shen Yan took advantage of the firelight and looked at Zhao Kuo's neck. There were two pendants hanging on the other man's neck.
One pendant is a jade stone with a tiger and a leopard hugging each other. It is lifelike and very similar to the white tiger and yellow leopard that are also playing around the fire.
From Shen Yan's professional perspective, it seems to be an animal jade ornament carved from white jade from the Han Dynasty.
White marble is valuable.
However, because of the flickering firelight, Shen Yan was not sure whether it was an ancient object or a handicraft.
The other pendant is a bronze ornament of a small dagger. Because of the color, it looks even more unreal.
After calming down, Shen Yan slowly began to relax a little. After a while, he suffered from occupational disease. He finally couldn't hold it back and said, "Can you let me see this pendant?"
In fact, it was also to avoid the old-fashioned father Dong trying to convince him to work as a manservant. I didn't see the pimp being so talkative and persevering, so he found some topics to divert the conversation.
Zhao Kuo hesitated for a moment: "Do you know this sacred weapon?"
Shen Yan: "?"
Sacred weapon?
Very strange wording.
At this time, Zhao Kuo took off the pendant and handed it over.
Shen Yan reached out to take it, and there was still the other person's body temperature on it, which was human body heat.
Shen Yan looked at it carefully by the light of the fire. At the same time, like a wandering poet, he talked about the poems of history. For Shen Yan, history is the most moving song, and he used what he knew well and was good at to resist. Unsuitable now.
"Judging from its material and polishing process, it must be a piece of jewelry from the Ming and Qing Dynasties."
"It is said that the pottery figurines of the Han Dynasty, the inscriptions of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the porcelain of the Tang Dynasty is unrivaled, the calligraphy and painting inkstones of the Song Dynasty ranked first, and the paintings of ladies in the Ming and Qing Dynasties..."
"In fact, during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, folk trinket crafts were also very popular."
A group of people: "?"
What the hell?
They only know the sacred artifacts dug out from the ruins, and calling the heroic spirits in the sacred artifacts is the basis for the mercenaries' survival.
As for the history of the sacred artifact, it has long been buried in unknown eras.
It's quite interesting to listen to, just like listening to wandering poets singing poems, telling long-standing stories in ancient times, where truth and falsehood have long been indistinguishable.
Shen Yan's voice continued: "As for the simple pattern on this dagger pendant, it should commemorate the story of Jing Ke's assassination of Qin in "Warring States Policy: Yan Ce III"."
Shen Yan stopped talking and couldn't help but look at the pendant in his hand repeatedly. Unexpectedly, in an unfamiliar environment, he saw an ancient object from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, hanging around his neck.
Someone said: "Is there a story behind this pattern?"
Shen Yan was stunned for a moment. Jing Ke's assassination of Qin was a classic allusion known to everyone.
Obviously ancient objects exist in this unknown place, but their history and stories have been lost?
He likes to tell stories, historical stories, and 5,000 years of civilization and wisdom are all contained in these historical allusions.
Shen Yan returned the pendant to Zhao Kuo, and then said: "The story begins with an ancient dynasty named Qin..."
Shen Yan's voice was ethereal in the swaying light of the fire. Without any historical basis, he suddenly heard the story about the six kingdoms of Qin and Yan, about the brave men of Yan and Dan here and there, and about the wind rustling and the water being cold, etc., and so on. Was confused.
As Zhao Kuo hung the pendant around his neck again, his body suddenly shook. A third hand stretched out from his chest, holding a sharp dagger.
Is the picture poor?
As we all know, the only way to trigger the power of a holy weapon is to wear it for a long time. During the wearing process, the "Lin Yuan Ritual" will be triggered, which will transmit the sound into the dream abyss and call on the power of the ancestors. Some wear it for several years, and some Some take decades, and some may not be triggered in a lifetime.
And his sacred weapon had only been dug out of the ruins not long ago.
Why was it triggered so quickly and suddenly?
