This is an ancient fan made of mica, gold, ebony, jasmine silk flower materials, by Wu Shiyu many inquiries about the ancient books, combined with the circulation of the antique world, this fan is likely to be the legendary "Qiankun Mo difficult gold folding fan", Baochai is a female fan in his hand, and there is a male fan corresponding to it, according to ancient records, the female fan is the future space, the male fan is the past space.

Baochai was overjoyed when he got the result: "But if I get the male fan, I can go back." ”

Wu Shiyu shook his head: "The situation is more complicated, there should be some opportunities, and the origin of this fan has been lost." ”

Baochai lost her soul, couldn't sleep for a few days, couldn't go back, couldn't find her companions, lost a lot of weight, and finally saw a video of Daiyu and Xiangyun dancing on her mobile phone one day, she immediately found the address of the store, and rushed over to ask for the news of the two, the shopkeeper flatly denied: "I don't know them." ”

Since then, Baochai has developed a hobby, such as chatting with antiques, talking about his own thoughts, talking about some things in the past, and sometimes making poems and lyrics to tell them.

Until March this year, Baochai always felt that her fan had a clear flow of air, and a halo of light in it, so she hurriedly took it to ask Wu Shiyu, Wu Shiyu studied it, and guessed: "It may be that the male fan is in the world." ”

Wu Shiyu in order to help Baochai achieve the desire to go back, many inquiries, there is no new ancient fan, a month later finally inquired, the hundred generations of time and strange instrument pavilion recently received a new ancient fan, it is said that it is made of pure gold as thin as cicada wings, on both sides there are painted immortals, strange birds, strange beasts and jasmine, mica embedded in it, stitched by extremely fine wisps, when covered, will shoot out clear golden light.

Baochai was overjoyed when he heard it: "Yes, yes, it's the same as the fan in my hand."

The two immediately went to the Hundred Generations Time Strange Instrument Pavilion, the pavilion owner was named Mandeng, seeing its intention, it was very novel, and immediately took out his new strange fan, and put it side by side with the fan of Baochai, the two fans touched, the brilliance was dazzling, and the brilliance echoed each other, and a clear breath was born, so that everyone was at peace and clear.

Just arrived at 12 o'clock at noon, the two fans suddenly became uneasy, and shook evenly, at this time, three people and a cat came in from outside the pavilion, and Baochai saw it, and burst into tears: "Sister Lin, Yun girl!" ”

Xiang Dai and the two also cried, the three hugged each other and cried, the cat Baoyu on the ground also ran to them, the three of them were about to speak, the male fan suddenly shined, and after the dazzling light faded, Daiyu, Xiangyun, Baochai, and Baoyu all disappeared, yes, the three of them disappeared out of thin air.

Wang Beijing on the side was shocked: What about people?

The six gods with full lights have no owner: Mr. Wang, this ...... They...... They seem to have disappeared into thin air.

Wu Shiyu was not surprised: "They went back, they didn't belong to this world, the female fan sent them over, and the male fan sent them back."

Wang Beijing regretted breaking his intestines, today Daiyu said that the hairpin rings were broken, and he couldn't find a suitable one, so he took them to the Strange Weapon Pavilion to choose the hairpin, the Strange Instrument Pavilion is an antique shop funded by him, usually rarely comes, and he can't come twice a year.

"How to go to their time, I want to go over and pick her up," Wang Beijing said to the two of them with fear in depth.

Wu Shiyu didn't want to cause this trouble, so he turned around and left, Wang Beijing grabbed him: "If you can bring Daiyu back, you can open it." ”

Wu Shiyu was silent for a moment: I just need this male fan, so that I can make a pair with my female fan.

looked at Wang Beijing in embarrassment: Mr. Wang, I auctioned this fan back for 900,000 yuan.

Wang Beijing promised Wu Shiyu: This is a trivial matter, according to what you said.

"Even so, I still have to study whether 12 noon every day is an opportunity for space travel."

"I'm in Gecheng, and I'll live near the Strange Artifact Pavilion during this time, I hope you can realize the mystery as soon as possible, and I have my wish."

"Do Your Best"