"If Fang Ru was still alive now, she would have been hundreds of years old. He was an immortal cultivator back then?" Xu Qian said in confusion.
"I don't know this. It is said that the Tang Dynasty was very secretive about cultivation in the past, and ordinary people were not very aware of it. It has only been relaxed in recent decades. It may be because of technological advancement and I can't even cover it up.
So no one knows whether the Wen Sheng was an immortal cultivator back then.”
The three of them walked into the Wensheng Lane and Nicole Lin was broken. The antique architecture was grand and classic, which was simply a replica of the grand occasion of the Tang Dynasty hundreds of years ago. To be honest, the Tang Dynasty rarely feels the past.
The charm is full of modern roads and tall buildings. Here, you can feel the illusion of dreaming back a thousand years ago. The lights are on, and there are so many tourists. More than half of the people are still wearing ancient costumes, and all the employees of the shops in the scenic area are also wearing them.
Ancient clothing.
Lin Qiaoni does not have a cell phone, but Vivian has it. After all, she has worked in a stronghold for a long time, so it is not convenient to not have a cell phone. Although she couldn't send it back to China after taking photos, Lin Qiaoni still wanted to take photos, and she was even very interested in renting it.
In ancient costumes, I guess I won’t eat this meal if I don’t take hundreds of photos.
The three of them did not find a big restaurant to sit down and have a good meal, but took photos while walking. They could eat anything they wanted. Each restaurant didn't eat much, but they ate seven or eight snacks ordered in a row.
The food, the three of them were already full.
"I think that drunk pig's trotter and the Three Fairy Chicken are the best, and the hibiscus pancake is also good." Lin Qiaoni was in the same mood as her belly, full of excitement.
"What about you? Which one do you think is the best?" Lin Qiaoni asked Xu Qian.
"I? I think both are good." Xu Qian ate at least four times that of the two women, but the time used was about the same, so I couldn't taste it slowly.
Seeing Xu Qian so perfunctory, Lin Qiaoni was too lazy to ask him again. Anyway, she would be happy.
"Where is this?" Xu Qian pointed to an ancient courtyard in front.
"This is Wen Sheng Fang Ru's old house. It has been renovated twice in hundreds of years, otherwise it would have collapsed long ago. However, it is said that it is mainly for reinforcement, and the basic layout has not changed."
After listening to Vivian's explanation, Xu Qian walked towards the old house.
Lin Qiaoni said behind, "What's the best thing about an old house? We haven't visited there yet."
Xu Qian didn't say a word. He was not very interested in the newly created landscapes to attract tourists. That kind of thing can be done with money. This dark-looking old house is the Wensheng Lane scenic area.
The core of
The old house was closed for half an hour, so Xu Qian walked straight in.
There are not many people inside, and there are two groups of tourists. It is also because it is getting late, and many people who are visiting have already started to walk back.
In the middle of the wall of the hall, there is an old man's portrait, which is the image of Fang Ru. The old man sat there with a fairy-like appearance and a sense of being a master. He was not like a literati in the legend, but also knew all kinds of skills.
Xu Qian walked in and there were several rooms. When he walked into the bedroom, there was a painting hanging on the wall. He took a casual look, but was stunned like a thunderous initiation.
The painting shows only a small closed space, and the composition is also very simple, without much details, because the space may be very simple. There is a box in the center. From the perspective of the painting, it should be a person sitting alone.
In this small space, facing the box. There are four words written above the box - 1557.
There is an official description next to this painting. This was originally hung here when Fang Ru lived. It is very likely that Fang Ru painted it, because there is no evidence in the historical records that Fang Ru could draw, nor any
A painting by Fang Ru has survived, but this one on the wall is of course a copy, and the original painting has been stored in the Royal Museum. Later generations can only judge by the words "1557".
It is very likely that Fang Ru's handwriting was written by him. After several generations of experts' research, he did not know what the content in the painting was, nor did he understand why Wen Sheng Fang Ru wanted to paint such things back then.
The experts couldn't figure it out, but Xu Qian understood.
Isn’t what is shown in the painting the mysterious space where he woke up? If he admits his mistake, then this 557 is the best proof. Xu Qian’s number is 1673, and this Fang Ru’s number is
1557, do they have the same origin?
This ordinary painting that I accidentally discovered was the most shocking thing that Xu Qian had in such a long time. He stared at the painting for a long time, but Lin Qiaoni and the others did not respond when they came.
Lin Qiaoni saw Xu Qian looking at the painting so focusedly, she looked at it for a while, but she really couldn't see any name. She wanted to ask Xu Qian, but she felt that if Xu Qian had entered some kind of epiphany, she interrupted herself.
His words interrupted a great opportunity, so he did not open his mouth, but pulled Vivian out silently.
Xu Qian thought a lot. He woke up in China, but Fang Ru was from the Tang Dynasty. At that time, there should be no space channel. That is to say, there are people like them in China and the Tang Dynasty. People who arrange all of this.
, I had the ability to open up space channels a long time ago. Of course, there is also a possibility that there was already space channels in that era, and perhaps it was just unknown. Fang Ru also woke up in China, and I don’t know why.
When we arrived in the Tang Dynasty, we continued to live in the Tang Dynasty.
Another point is a matter of time. Fang Rushi, who was about five or six hundred years ago, said that he woke up at least five or six hundred years ago, and was more than one hundred different from his number. Does that mean that these five or six hundred years are the same?
During the years, more than a hundred people were awakened? So where are these people now?
The last point is to confirm Xu Qian's conjecture. At first, he believed that the Earth civilization did not have the technology like the place where he woke up, and he didn't know how long he had been sleeping. But if the Earth civilization could not reach it, then
Perhaps it was extraterrestrial civilization, so he once thought that he might have come from outside the earth or was also a person who was sleeping by extraterrestrial civilization. But he always felt that he would not sleep for a short time, but there was no such thing as this.
Substantial evidence. Now it seems that Fang Ru was also awakened hundreds of years ago. So would he be asleep at that time?
It is also possible that the person who made him sleep has been doing this for thousands of years, and he fell asleep after being deleted a few years ago. And later he saw more incredible means in the special situation, which shows that the earth's civilization is also possible.
It can do all this.
This painting brought Xu Qian some new information, but did not clarify the problem, but instead made him feel even more messy.
But no matter what, at least one thing is certain, Fang Ru has the same secret as him. As long as you can find Fang Ru, you can get more information.
"Sir, we are closing the door. If you want to visit, come again tomorrow."
Xu Qian's thoughts were interrupted. He turned out to be a middle-aged woman, and it seemed that he should be the manager of the scenic spot. Xu Qian could only withdraw from the old house with many questions, but he had basically finished reading this house, except for that painting.
There is nothing special either.
"You finally figured it out." Lin Qiaoni's voice sounded, "I thought you were going to live in it."
"What time is it now?" Xu Qian has no cell phone or watch.
Vivian glanced at the phone and said, "It's half past nine."
"Then we're leaving, and the time is about to come."
Lin Qiaoni hugged and said goodbye to Vivian. Xu Qian also wanted to come, but Lin Qiaoni stopped him in time.
After the three parted outside the scenic area, Xu Qian and Lin Qiaoni took a taxi and headed to the suburb park.
"I've told you that Vivian is not that kind of casual girl, don't be imaginative."
"I don't have it. You just have prejudice against people from the beginning."
"I admit that I misunderstood her at the beginning, wasn't it because of you? I asked you, why are you staring at someone's legs today?"
"The legs... look good."
"Okay, Xu Qian, I really didn't realize that you are like this. Now I don't want to talk to myself. I remember the girl who drove a luxury car at the time, and her skirt was so short that it almost covered her.
I can't stop, it's because you like it, right? You perverted man." Lin Qiaoni moved to the door and widened the distance from Xu Qian.