Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

Qi Chen is not very unfamiliar with Xigang. He has a relative who is from Xigang. When he was in elementary school, he followed his parents to attend the elder's funeral, and when he was in middle school, he went to a wedding with him.

His deepest impression there is that there is always rainy weather, the location is facing the river, guarding the waterway, there is a large port, and the whistle of the ship can be heard, hence the name Westport.

Lao Yuan's estimate was correct, starting from the scene of the Appreciation Conference, he drove for a little over an hour, and entered the border of Westport.The place where he lives is not in the central business district of Xigang City, but to the east, in the scenic villa area near the river.

There are only a few long streets between this row of villas and the central business district, and it takes only 10 minutes to drive. It can be said that life is also very convenient.The back is facing the river, and the view is wide and the scenery is excellent.

As soon as he got off the car and saw the house, Qi Chen put a calm face on his face, and was dumbfounded in his heart—even though Sihanoukville is not a first-tier city, the prices are not low. .

But when he actually entered Lao Yuan's house, Qi Chen's feeling changed again, because it was too quiet, almost deserted.

The decoration of the house is very Chinese style, full of ancient flavor, without loss of taste, it should be designed by a special person, the place where the decoration should be placed is never empty, and the place that should be left blank is absolutely not obstructed by anything. Going down, I feel that the arrangement is just right.

The only fly in the ointment is that this room is too unpopular.

It was as if there was no other person living here except Lao Yuan.

However, Qi Chen was not a reckless person, he didn't open his mouth to ask "Hey, where is your family?", but suppressed the doubts in his heart, lowered his head and changed shoes at the door.

"It's okay, you don't need to change, you can just come in." Old Yuan said politely.

"It's such a big place, it's troublesome to clean it if it's dirty." Qi Chen said with a smile, and he and Long Ya changed into old Yuan's guest slippers.

"There is a housekeeper who will come to clean it regularly. Besides, I live alone, so I don't pay that much attention." Old Yuan Jin pulled on his slippers, trying to lead them into the living room to sit down and have a rest. "You two experts, what do you like to drink? I'm young There may not be anything that people like to drink, but there are a lot of tea. There are also snacks, I just asked someone to bring them a few days ago, and they taste very good, should you try them?"

He seemed very welcoming to his family, and seemed in a good mood, almost obliging.

Lao Yuan's age can be regarded as the same generation as Qi Chen's parents. Every time he sees a person of this age who is excited about something like a child, the defense in his heart will be torn off silently.

"Oh, we're not busy eating and drinking, we came here when we're full." Long Ya raised his hand and interrupted Lao Yuan, and said impatiently as always: "Didn't you say there is something at home that needs to be looked at? Just go over and have a look. "

'oh!Okay, okay...it's upstairs. "Old Yuan, who was interrupted, didn't insist, and immediately followed Long Ya's intentions, turned around and led the two towards the stairs. The older people seemed to have a bad memory, and they all walked up to the stairs. After taking a step up, he said in a daze, "Eh?What about Mo Dao? "

Qi Chen kindly reminded: "You leaned it against the corner of the living room after you entered the door."

"Oh yes! Look at my memory!" Lao Yuan smiled apologetically, retracted his feet, and hurried to the living room, picked up the long black cloth that was leaning in the corner, and went back to the stairs, leading the Chen and Longya walked up, and couldn't help babbling apologetically as they walked: "As I get older, my memory is getting worse and worse, and I often forget where I put things when I turn around."

The arrangement of Lao Yuan's house is similar to that of many villas. The first floor is mainly a meeting place, and the second floor is the master bedroom and several guest rooms.However, the master bedroom and the guest room are not completely connected, but separated by a study.

And the other things he said that needed to be identified were placed in the study.

The layout of the study is also very simple and elegant. The entire wall behind the desk is inlaid with solid wood bookcases, which are filled with new and old books and folders, and occasionally a few shelves are dotted with some simple porcelain or potted plants.A layer of light gray carpet was laid on the floor, and as soon as one walked in, the sound of footsteps was swallowed by the carpet.

But these things passed in a flash in Qi Chen's eyes, without leaving any special impression. After entering the study, all his attention fell on the cabinet in the corner of the study.

It was a long vertical cabinet, about the height of one person, about the size of a refrigerator. The base was made of dark solid wood, covered with a square glass cover, allowing people to see the things inside at a glance.

"This is armor?" Qi Chen walked up to the glass cabinet and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "This...was collected with Mo Dao?"

"Yes." Lao Yuan also stood in front of the glass cabinet, his eyes swept the armor from head to toe, followed Qi Chen and the others to stand and watch for a while, then walked to the desk, and put the long black cloth bag in his hand on the table On the top, carefully untied the layers of entanglement, revealing the Mo Dao inside.

He took out a key, inserted it into the keyhole on one side of the glass cabinet, opened the glass cabinet, took the Mo knife over, and carefully put it in.

This is probably a custom-made cabinet, and there should be a bracket inside. I saw that Mo Dao stood upright with its tip facing the sky, and it was integrated with the armor. It looked as if it was held in the hands of a person wearing armor.

Lao Yuan is a generous person, he held the cabinet door with one hand, and did not lock it immediately, but said to Qi Chen and Long Ya: "Two experts, this is what I want you to take a look at. I collected the armor and this Mo Dao together, including the broken bow next to it, and those broken arrows. Actually, they can’t be counted together. Let’s divide them into two batches, and I collected them from the same person. The first time I only saw this pair of armor when I went there, so I took it back and was looking for someone to make a special cabinet. The man told me that there were still some good things. As for the broken bow and broken arrow, they were all taken back without any hassle."

Although Lao Yuan picked it up twice, the armor, Modao, and even the broken bow and broken arrow leaning at the foot of the armor are harmonious as if they are a complete set.

Whether it is the degree of oxidation, or the traces of time, even the scars on it look very uniform.And this armor style, if Qi Chen is not mistaken, is indeed the standard style of the Tang Dynasty.

The standard armor of the Tang Dynasty, the Mo Dao commonly used by the Tang Dynasty standard army, and the bows and arrows that most soldiers were equipped with.

If they are all genuine products, then it may be a complete set.

"Do you need to take them out to see?" Lao Yuan asked, and then immediately added: "It's okay, I will take them out to clean the cabinet occasionally."

"No, just lock it." Before Qi Chen could speak, Long Ya raised his chin, indicating that Lao Yuan could close the cabinet door, as if he knew it well.

Lao Yuan nodded, and carefully locked the glass cabinet door.

And Qi Chen moved closer, carefully looking at the armor through the cabinet door.

It was the standard Mingguang armor used in the Tang Dynasty. From the head guard, to the breastplate, arm guards, knee skirts, and hanging legs, almost the whole set has been preserved.

The reason why the Mingguang armor is called Mingguang is because the breast shield is polished and smooth, and when it is illuminated by the sun on the battlefield, the reflected light is so bright that it is dazzling, so it is named Mingguang armor.

It's just that the armor in front of me has been worn away by the vicissitudes of life, and it has become dull, rusty, lifeless, and there are obvious traces of being split at the waist, soaked in blood, rust and dust, and it is no longer what it used to be.

Qi Chen straightened up and glanced at Long Ya, who nodded, and then told Lao Yuan the answer he could know just by getting closer: "Really." Still concise and to the point.

Lao Yuan said "Oh" and repeated: "That's good, that's good. Thank you both, I have dragged you all the way here. If you are not busy, I will take you back after dinner here." , just let me express my feelings, huh?"

Qi Chen waved his hands again and again and said, "I won't eat the meal, but I just need to trouble you to make another trip. On the way here just now, I think it's getting cloudy here in Westport. If you don't leave late, it will probably rain."

"That's the way I see it, and the sky is getting dark earlier than usual. We have a lot of rainy days in this season here, and it always happens every now and then." Lao Yuan agreed, and then persuaded him a few more words, wanting to keep them. Come down to eat.

As a result, while he was talking, he heard a few thunderbolts suddenly rolling down from outside.

After Long Ya experienced the thrill of being chased and hacked by the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, Qi Chen is now extremely sensitive to the sound of thunder.In the past, when I heard thunder, my intuition was that it was going to rain, but now when I heard thunder, my intuition was "I'm not going to be struck again?!"

He subconsciously glanced at Long Ya, and after Long Ya came back, he realized that he went to the window to have a look.

Xigang is really a willful place. Two muffled thunders rolled by, and the rain fell without stopping.It was quicker than the torrential rain in Jiang City in summer.

There was almost no transition in the rain, and it fell heavily when it came up, and hearing the "squeaky" sound of the rain, there was a trend of getting bigger and bigger.

As soon as Lao Yuan heard the sound of the rain, he immediately said: "Hey—you two experts, God wants to invite you to come and have a meal! The rain is rushing, but it won't last long, so listen to me In a word, I will send you back here after the rain stops. You didn’t come to Westport often before, did you? When it rains, the river view is not bad at all!”

Qi Chen couldn't resist him, and was still a little hesitant, when Long Ya waved his big hand abnormally and made a decision: "Success! Let's go when the rain stops!"

Since Uncle Long opened his mouth, Qi Chen had no choice but to obediently follow, so the two followed Lao Yuan and walked out of the study, intending to go downstairs.

Qi Chen was the last one, and when he was about to leave the study door, he heard the siren of "Woo-woo" from a distance not too far away. It was probably raining. What are the instructions for docking.

The siren rang several times in a row, and it came from a distance in a low voice. In the heavy rain, it was quite artistic.

He conveniently closed the door of the study for Lao Yuan, but just when the door was closed, at the moment when the siren stopped, he seemed to hear the sound of "duk tuk" coming from the study, like It's like someone is knocking on the door...