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The silver safe was opened, and the protective layer was covered with soft and thick black velvet, on which lay a bronze medallion.

Anyone who knows a little about three generations of archaeology can easily point out the extraordinary thing about this bronze plaque - it is exactly the same treasure as the turquoise dragon plaque inlaid with Erlitou, except for its smaller size, it is not the slightest difference in terms of bronze patterns and inlaid gemstones.

The turquoise stone is laid out in an orderly manner along the mysterious pattern on the bronze surface, shimmering with a faint luster, as if it is silently telling the history of the rise and fall of a people for thousands of years, which it has seen with its own eyes.

Su Jia changed into a skirt, combed her hair into a double mustache, but abruptly carried a half-person-high mountaineering bag on her back, which was stuffed bulging. Looking around to make sure there was nothing missing, she slashed the middle finger of her left hand with a knife, and then carefully took out the bronze medal and held it in the palm of her hand, using the bright red blood beads from her fingertips to delicately trace the quaint lines.

No one had ever dared to treat a national treasure like this, and Su Jia didn't care if the bacteria that entered the skin from the wound would cause tetanus, her pupils dilated slightly, and she watched in amazement as the blood stains stayed on the surface of the bronze medal for a moment, and then she was absorbed and scored!

Even the soul trembled—that meant the rules were connected.

Xiang Wan tells her that the existence of all worlds is based on basic rules. For example, the basic laws of physics in this world, and for example, many immortals will allow the appearance of high-level divine beasts. Those are the rules that were laid down at the beginning of the world, and the rules determine what will and will not happen in a world.

And when she created the world of "Qiluo Shattered", Su Qi, a traverser, appeared, which means that the world can be entered by outsiders - that is her only opportunity.

And the key to the gate through time and space is the bronze medal in her hand - it is something that Xiang Wan brought out from the tomb of King Zhou after life and death, and has incredible power.

The wound on his finger quickly dried up, Su Jia gritted his teeth, and made another cut, and fresh blood gushed out, followed by the blood marks that had broken at the right time. By the time she had traced the entire pattern, her left hand was covered with wounds—ten fingers connected to the heart, and her left hand was the one closer to the heart, which was said to bring out the mysterious power of the bronze medallion.

What followed was an almost endless wait, each second getting longer and longer, tormenting her mind, and she drew it again out of unease.

However, the bronze medal is still silent, as it has been for thousands of years, seeing everything in the world, but not being moved by all things.

Su Jia suddenly remembered Xiang Wan's words. She said her uncle told her about the miracle of the bronze medal, but she never used it. Perhaps all kinds of supernatural things are just legends, and its power does not take Su Jia to where she wants to be.

At that time, Xiang Wan's tone was calm and gentle, and Su Jia, who was immersed in ecstasy and excitement, subconsciously ignored her worries and focused all her attention on "hope".

And now, hope is shattered, more easily than a transparent soap bubble shattering in the sun.

There's really nothing you can do...... She fell to her knees on the floor, clutching at the bronze medal like a drowning man grasping at a life-saving straw, even though she knew it was no longer capable of saving her.

Just when Su Jia was desperate, the bronze medal burst out with a violent white light!

Later, she couldn't tell what had happened, except that when she regained consciousness, it seemed as if she was about to be torn apart by some violent force. But fortunately, the bronze medal came with a gentle force to protect her, and there was a special force that pulled her in a certain direction.

She didn't know where she would end up, or if the furious force would break through the bronze medal's defenses and tear her apart before she hit the ground. The matter has come to this point, there is no way to retreat, only to resign to fate.

After getting used to it a little, she looked around. It may be a tunnel, or more like a river, where countless stars are born and fall, countless worlds are born and destroyed, and the grandeur is indescribable. In the power of time, she couldn't see what that brilliant light was.

After a long time, she approached the river and ended up landing somewhere on it. The force of the tear on the body was greatly reduced, but it did not disappear. After falling, after taking a few steps, I realized that it was not a river, but a sparse forest, and the sun was shining.

On the bronze medal in his hand, turquoise stone fell into powder, and only half of the mysterious dragon pattern made of gems remained. She hastily took the bronze medal into her arms, lest she lose it.

A young child crouched in the woods, noticed her voice, and turned back vigilantly.

Young children may be four or five years old, or six or seven years old—Su Jia is not very recognizable of the age of a child. Combed with drooping hair, his eyebrows are as beautiful as a run-in Luo boy.

"You...... What is your name? Su Jia frowned slightly, this child's facial features looked too much like Puyang. Could it be that she came too early, Puyang is still a child now?

The young boy didn't answer, just stared coldly at the uninvited guest. Her arrival had caused him to miss the only rabbit he had ever seen today, and it would probably be fruitless to wait any longer.

When a gust of wind came, Su Jia shivered, only to realize that it was winter at this time, but the golden afterglow of the sunset made her mistakenly think that it was very warm. When she came, she only wore a thin skirt, but fortunately she had a down jacket in her bag, and hurriedly turned it out and put it on.

In just a few moments, the golden crow had completely fallen, and twilight had fallen. Su Jia opened his mouth again and asked, "What's your name?" Is there a place to stay nearby? "If you can't find a place to stay before dark, this barren mountain and mountain will have a lot of fun.

"There's a cave." The young child said lightly, and her light voice was also very similar to the person she was looking for. Suga noticed that he was still avoiding her first question.

The toddler walked in front, and Su Jia followed suit, and he was not afraid or bored. There was a cave nearby, the entrance was so narrow that only one adult could bend down to enter, but it was enough for a young child. Su Jia bent down and squeezed in, finding that it was not wide, but there was enough shelter from the wind.

The young boy went to the ash heap, brushed away the upper layer of ash, revealing the unquenched charcoal fire, and added some firewood, and soon a fire was made.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Relatively speechless for a long time, Su Jia tried to break the deadlock, but the young boy still did not answer. After looking around for a week, there was no trace of food, Su Jia took out a box of dark chocolate to replenish calories, broke off a piece and handed it to him: "Do you want to taste it?" ”

The toddler shook his head vigilantly, making her laugh - this look, too, was like Puyang.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help frowning slightly, worried about the timeline at this time - if this child is really Puyang, she came too early, I'm afraid it won't be a good thing; If he was just a child who was born a little like Puyang, things would be even more troublesome.

She originally hoped to stay in Puyang when she first met Su Qi.

"What time is it?" After a pause, he changed his words, "What era name?" ”

The young boy shook his head, at his age, where did he know this?

Su Jia took out a small bag of assorted candy from her bag and invited him to eat it with colorful candy. After being rejected, he asked, "Do you know the 'only one'?" ”

Regardless of whether he is Puyang or not, this kid appears here alone, very wary of strangers but not afraid, it is very likely that he was born in the Jianghu sect, and it is still possible to find out some news from him.

The young child only nodded slightly, this Jianghu, who doesn't know "only my hall"?

Su Jia's eyes lit up, "The owner of the 'Only My Hall', but is it still Mr. Qin?" ”

If it is still when Qin Zi is in power, at least it means that she is not too far away from the target time period! You must know that Su Jia's child was born many years after Qin Zi was forced to abdicate, and when Puyang's father was a child, Qin Zi was not yet the master of the Sowo Hall - Qin Zi was in power, so he stuck the time between ten years before Puyang was born and when he was in his twenties.

In his expectant gaze, the young child nodded slightly.

Su Jia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: she had finally found this era. Qin Zi has been in power for more than 30 years, no matter what year it is now, she still has a chance to redeem it.

It was completely dark, and the temperature had dropped dramatically. Su Jia was wrapped in a down jacket, staring at the dancing flames and planning her thoughts. When I looked up, I suddenly saw that the young child was thinly dressed, and stretched out his hand to him because of the thought of "loving the house and Wu".

The young child leaned back, stretched her arm, and exclaimed, "What do you want?" ”

There was still milk in her voice, Su Jia remembered that her child deliberately lowered her voice to speak, and her heart softened for a while, and she said to this child who looked like Puyang: "I have no ill will towards you, don't hurt me." As he spoke, he hugged him and put him in his coat.

As soon as he fell into the arms of others, the toddler's hair rose all over his body! Had she not begged her beforehand, he would have killed her with a single blow.

Fortunately, the woman holding him just sat by the fire and did not move, and her arms were indeed extremely warm, so he slowly calmed down and put the little dark light in his small palm back into his sleeve.

Su Jia said to herself: "But I don't know how old Mr. Qin is now?" Hearing this, the young child's eyebrows jumped again: Could it be that this woman is also an admirer of the husband, and she wants to marry into the only hall to be a teacher?

Thinking of the lessons he had seen, he reminded in a low voice: "Mr. is not confused when he is near. ”

Su Jia moved suddenly, and hugged the toddler in time before he fell from her knees: "Really? "If Qin Zi is not confused, then at this time, Puyang is still a child.

She looked the child up and down, and suddenly laughed: "I don't care if you are my Puyang or not, if it is the best, if it is not, I have no loss-"

She cupped the toddler's face and kissed him on the forehead, despite his struggles, "Remember, you are my man." Many years later, if your name is Puyang, you will naturally meet me again. At that time, you have to repay me well! ”

Relying on the advantage of age to do brazen things, he was smug, and was broken free by the young child, punched him in the shoulder, and his body leaned back. At this moment, the pull that had never completely disappeared suddenly increased, and the young child saw the figure of this woman illusory.

Was it the youkai that was scattered by him?

Looking at his hands, the toddler was a little scared. saw the woman hurriedly say, "It's okay, it's not your fault." You remember, we'll meet again. The tone was bright and pleasant, without resentment, not at all like a scattered spirit, "This, leave it to you-"

The phantom is scattered, and the young child is a spirit, suspecting that he has just been confused by the mountain spirits and entered the illusion.

The night is dark, the terrible north wind is howling in the valley, the night owl is crying insidiously, and this is still a dangerous jungle.

The young boy looked at the light of the fire, and was sure that it was an open flame that he had made with his own hands, and it was enough to ward off wild beasts and other demons, and he was at ease and ready to sleep. As far as the eye can see, there is a small bag of sweets with beautiful colors - the only thing that can prove that the right talent is not an illusion.

For as long as he can remember, "Sowodo" has taught him that the more beautiful things are, the more they are likely to be poisonous.

So is this poison?

The young boy picked one up, opened the transparent wrapping paper outside, stared at the small light green ball for a while, and finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, lowered his head and licked it.

Sweet.

When he was five years old, Puyang, who was not yet named at the time, met a mysterious woman. She came and went, leaving him with only a faint memory that bordered on hallucination.

It was this memory that made him insist on calling himself "Puyang" a few years later when he passed the selection of the division and could officially have his own name.

After many years later, he revisited the old place, and after regaining consciousness in this cave, he saw the falling stars and white light, and when he appeared in a strange room, it was also because of the almost dreamlike impression of this night, and he did not kill the owner of the room in the first place.

Later, he learned a sentence: every time we meet for the first time, we are reunited after a long absence.