Soon, everyone fell to the ground.

Rong Daier helped Luo Qingqing get up and asked, "Is that okay?"

Luo Qingqing held her chest and said, "I didn't expect it to fall down vertically, it scared me so much!"

She said this and showed the performance, because it was not falling vertically, but passed through a soft slide to ensure that everyone was not injured.

Everyone got up from the ground and found themselves in an antique house.

The house is spacious, with silky curtains hanging around it. There are many solid wood furniture, carved with complex patterns scattered throughout the room.

Li Mo said: "Is the legend true? There is a wormhole in Feilai Tower. We have traveled to ancient times?"

Luo Qingqing looked around and said, "It's obvious, I just don't know what era it is?"

Rong Daier walked towards a row of bookshelf and found a handwritten version of "Li Taibai Collection", and said: "This is a handwritten version of Li Bai's poetry collection, and it was copied by a brush, and the paper is still very new. Is it?

It's the Tang Dynasty now?"

In ancient times, there was no advanced printing technology, and the circulation of poetry and essays was preserved by hand copying.

Rong Daier flipped through the book and smiled, "It's just that, I can't be quite satisfied with this word. The ancients didn't write very well."

Li Mo smiled and said, "Sister Rong, you can easily offend a director!"

He refers to the book as just a prop, probably from a director.

Rong Daier smiled and said, "The director was just thinking about it. After all, the hand-written version of the poems should have been very popular at that time."

Li Mo smiled and said, "Just like my mother said, she didn't have a tape when she was a child, she handwritten the lyrics. She copied several popular songs, but now she still keeps them as precious as a baby!"

Zakar smiled and said, "That's the memory of youth!"

He stroked a guzheng, and his eyes were shining: "This guzheng is so textured, obviously not a modern craft. This phoenix mouth seems to be inlaid with gold, can't this be an antique, right?"

As a singer, he is familiar with musical instruments. He has never seen guzheng, but he has never seen such a simple and exquisite one!

Zheng Shaokai walked to the wall on one side, where he hung these swords of different lengths, widths and widths. No one knew that Zheng Shaokai had a special liking for ancient swords.

He couldn't help but take one, weigh it in his hand, then pulled out the sword and pulled a sword flower. The cold sword light made people's hearts tremble.

Luo Qingqing held a Tang Sancai Deer and loved her very much. She had a special liking for handmade pottery.

Almost all the cups and bowls in her house were designed by herself and made by herself.

The bright colors and vivid shapes of Tang Sancai all convinced Luo Qingqing.

Luo Yanran was attracted by the beautiful hairpins on the table.

"Wow, it's so beautiful. This is a jade hairpin, crystal clear; this is a step-shaking made of gold, which is much more beautiful than used when filming! Isn't this an antique, right?"

The six people, except for Li Mo, looked around and touched, all five people found what they wanted and couldn't extricate themselves.

He turned to Rong Daier again and couldn't help asking, "When you were in school, you didn't memorize enough Tang poetry, and you even read it with relish!"

But Rong Daier excitedly asked him to read the book cover: "This is "Detailed Explanation of Clothing Making"!"

Li Mo asked, "Clothing? Clothes make?"

Rong Daier nodded: "Yes, this is a very precious information. It tells the details of the production process of clothing during the Tang Dynasty, from large designs to small buttons and laces. I doubt it,
Chapter completed!