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[Please select the time, 2000 years, 3000 years, 4000 years, 5000 years...]

"2000."

The light in front of my eyes was changing, and countless scenes seemed to turn into streams of light, quickly weaving a sea of ​​flames, the flames almost soaring to the sky tore through the black curtain, and the sound of burning, killing and looting could be heard, accompanied by many wailing and begging for mercy, and screaming and crying , came one after another.

Ji Mo subconsciously took half a step back, Zhan, Zhan.

Only wars can lead to such large-scale killings, and only ancient cold wars can be so bloody and cruel.

Every blade is the scythe of death, constantly harvesting life. Every ordinary person who may have been a farmer, against the backdrop of the fire, persisted in the knife and turned into the most ferocious ghost, hacking some people to death. Passing by, one fell down.

This house seems to be the courtyard of another family. Everyone’s specifications have not been completely destroyed, and the soldiers who rushed in and killed them like ghosts encountered no resistance at all. All the dead people seemed to have their backs turned Most of their people are servants and servants.

"Come on, there are good things here!"

The girl's body hanging on the beam did not attract their attention, like robbers who robbed a house, they rushed in and searched for all valuables one by one.

The first batch came and took away the most valuable ones, as well as earrings, rings and other small items scattered on the ground in a hurry.

When the second batch came over, they scolded the people in front of them for the locusts to cross the border, searched around, made the already messy things even more messy, searched from various corners, and picked up the valuables left behind by the first batch. Taken away, including the girl's body was put down, the things on her head were taken away, and the clothes on her body were also torn to pieces.

The remnant flower hairpin was on the girl's temple hair. It was a very immature girl with delicate features. It is unknown how she grew up to be beautiful, but she never had the chance to grow back into it.

Ji Mo was a little thankful that he was among the second batch of objects taken away, and he didn't have to see the girl's body being treated more horribly. On the way, amidst the cries of women, such scenes abound , with disheveled hair, swearing, swollen face and mouth are like female ghosts alive, but those who oppress them are also terrifying like ghosts.

The city is broken.

The stragglers who automatically form gangs are the most adept bandits and robbers. They walk through all the rich and noble families and come out with their own bags.

Not all of these trophies belong to them, and they have to be handed over, but everyone knows that it is necessary to leave some valuables, and the leaders also know that it is impossible for them not to keep them privately, and hand over most of them. That's it.

The remnant flower hairpin was secretly hidden by a soldier, and Ji Mo felt sad and ridiculous when he saw how they were desperately hiding things on him.

After being reprimanded by the commander, those belongings were quickly counted and packed into boxes. After seeing the exquisite and beautiful gold and silver products being cut out of precious stones and pressed into gold cakes and silver cakes, Ji Mo couldn't help but sigh for those products, and secretly rejoiced that the remnant flower hairpin was on the It has a layer of pearlescent color, and it is not gold or silver at first glance, so it is difficult to evaluate it directly, otherwise, it may be reduced to a part of a silver cake.

"This harvest is not small!"

"I can live a good life in the future!"

"Let my father buy the land when I go back!"

With their dreams of life in their hearts and weighing the belongings hidden in their bosoms, the soldiers' minds were a little overwhelmed.

They didn't stop. After a short rest, they set off on the journey again soon. The soldier who hid the remnant flower hairpin at first died, and the remnant flower hairpin fell into the hands of others. They didn't even spare the corpse of their companions. When converging, you should also search carefully.

Going round and round, if the cycle of reincarnation is endless.

What kind of war is this?

What purpose do you want to achieve?

Where do you want to call to finish?

No one knows, no one can answer, they don't seem to care at all, just like locusts, they come and go, leaving a piece of white ground.

[Please select the time, 3000 years, 4000 years, 5000 years, 6000 years...]

"3000."

As the light flowed, Ji Mo looked at the room in front of him, the brick building.

"I'll go out for a longer time this time, just lock the door and ignore those people outside."

The man told the woman before leaving.

The woman's hair was simply finished in a bun, with the remnant flower hairpin on it, not obtrusive, but a little less elegant and extravagant.

"I know, don't worry, they love to talk, their mouths grow on them, I don't care what they say, but I don't listen, they are not widows, how do I know the suffering of widows, even if I am a widow and remarry, If they didn't steal their man, what's wrong with them!"

She looks pretty, but she speaks with a shrew aura.

The man smiled, his eyes were bright, and he brushed the woman's sideburns behind her ears, "Don't worry, I will let Mrs. Wang take care of you. It's such an era, but no one wants to erect a chastity memorial archway."

"Ok, I know."

The woman nodded, feeling a bit shy, and pushed the man, urging him to go and come back quickly, not forgetting to say "be careful".

Ji Mo didn't pay close attention to the tenderness between the two of them just now, and focused on observing the inside and outside of the house. This should probably be an ordinary dwelling. Maybe in some village, the nearby houses are all brick houses, which seem to have developed to a certain extent. , as well as people's clothing, especially women's clothing, seems to have been streamlined a lot. The skirt is no longer that layered and pleated, but more like a piece of fabric, which saves a lot of trouble.

Not all the men had long hair, some had short hair, and some had ponytails. It was hard to tell the difference between men and women without looking at the Adam's apple, and they walked past energetically.

The men's clothes also lacked a few layers, and their tops and bottoms are generally the same. There are a few who seem to be refined and educated, and they still wear long robes, but they don't tie their belts properly, as if for some kind of romantic atmosphere. .

You can see a new idea, but you can always find some old things in it.

When the man in the house walked out, the woman also started a busy day. There was not only a hairpin on her head, but also clips for her temples. The style also tended to be simple, probably for work.

Her head full of jewels and emeralds looks beautiful, but if she bows her head for a long time, the hairpin might also slip off.

After tidying up himself, the woman didn't go out. She changed to another place and started embroidery work. The craftsmanship was not bad, and Ji Mo recognized them as a pair of mandarin ducks.

She had a smile on her face, looking at her expression, she really didn't take the gossip outside seriously.

It's good to have a good mentality. In life, one must live a good life.

Ji Mo was a little emotional, and he didn't stay alone in the house with her, but went outside, and observed the current buildings and people as much as possible within the largest range he could go, and guessed the customs here , What happened after that war?

The unification of the dynasty should not be new.

The spread of new trends of thought should also be considered old news.

So, what else?

There are no gentlemen talking about ancient times, only pedestrians who come and go in a hurry or leisurely, in twos and threes, and some talk about something, but it is not the history that Ji Mo wants to pay attention to.

The slight trace of familiarity also gradually dissipated with time.

Jingle, jingle, where the bell is ringing, the vibration sound waves come, as if starting a leisurely bedtime performance.

Ji Mo closed his eyes, as if feeling the surrounding air "with his heart", and the atmosphere of this era flowing in the air...

[Please select the time, 4000 years, 5000 years, 6000 years, 7000 years...]

"4000."

The exam piece was moving, and Ji Mo felt it immediately. As far as he could see, he went from dark to bright, from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.

"Today's collection is very special. It is a hairpin. The exact age is unknown..."

The host was introducing with a microphone. On the exhibition table beside him, the brocade box was opened, and what was exposed inside was the remnant flower hairpin. Perhaps it was the layer of pearly luster, which made it not eroded by time too much, vaguely You can see the style of the year.

"Please ask our experts to judge and see how this hairpin is?"

Following the words of the host, the box was picked up by the young collectors and sent to the desks of several experts on one side, and they passed it around to read it in turn. A few words seemed to be exchanging opinions.

In the end, the expert at the end handed the remnant flower hairpin to the collector, and said with a smile: "Hold it, it's precious!"

The collector was very young, so young that he couldn't restrain his joy, he showed his white teeth with a smile, and said "Thank you."

Ji Mo has already seen that this should be a treasure-appreciating program, so he couldn't help but raise his heart, wanting to hear what the experts have to say.

The expert who spoke as a representative looked very amiable. He smiled and pointed out the imprint hidden in the hairpin. It was the name left by the creator intentionally. Ji Mo also has this habit, but instead of leaving his full name, usually only one The word "Ji" is used as a memory.

The small characters are hidden under a certain petal, and are covered by the layered petals below. If you don't have a special magnifying glass to see, it is really difficult to find such a hidden thing.

"We can see that in that era, the craftsmanship of hairpins was already very fine. Even now, many little girls may still like this kind of antique style... Before that, we have seen similar works. The latest time The jewelry box at a certain auction also had the same imprint on the bottom. It is not possible to rule out the possibility of the same author. Of course, it may also be the work of the same family... The inner core of the hairpin should be made of silver, and the pearly color of the outer layer is made of It is made of a color matching method that has been lost now, and it is difficult to reproduce it in terms of craftsmanship..."

Ji Mo was a little disappointed to hear the eloquent, expert demeanor in many places, or has it been lost?

The experts finally gave an estimate. The young people might have expected too much at first, but they were a little disappointed. When asked by the host, they restrained their expressions and said that they would continue to be passed down as family heirlooms.

Ji Mo thought to himself, I hope.