The charm of exploring history lies in the fact that future generations can rely on their own senses to imagine ancient things, making them more in line with their aspirations.

Therefore, when Li Chunfeng slowly pushed open the door of Pujiaju, Sima Annan, who still belonged to the heart of a young man, couldn't help but sigh in a low voice:

"The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side, the people who once lived here, must be a beautiful and unbelievable fairy. ”

Sima Annan fell with words of appreciation, and the door was completely opened by Li Chunfeng, and then the scene in the entire building was completely presented in front of everyone.

The Daxia women's boudoir, even if it is a female cultivator, will also have a large number of small objects, such as rouge gouache, etc., which are full of boudoirs, and in the building in front of everyone, there are very few objects, a simple single bed, a futon, and a stone table and chair also made of white god jade, but the placement is extremely exquisite, faintly fitting the rhyme, and there is a sense of grandeur paved up.

It's a coincidence!

In front of the door, Li Chunfeng respectfully turned sideways, and Zhao Yu gently raised his feet and stepped forward, stepped into this Pujia residence, and looked around.

Perhaps in ancient times, there were many valuable treasures in this residence, but at this time, except for the bed and other objects built by the white god jade, the rest have been completely eliminated in these countless years.

A group of people stepped into this belonging to the ancient Yuan Shizong, a certain female disciple of the building, the world is so wonderful, after countless years, the girl's most private boudoir, but ushered in the young emperor of the later dynasty.

"The world is unforgiving, so much has dissipated, so we don't see much. ”

Sima Annan, who was dressed in white and shaking a folding fan, did not reach out to touch anything in any room, because everyone present understood that after countless years, these things in the room that had lost the nourishment of the vitality of heaven and earth would immediately disappear once they were touched and contaminated with yang energy.

His voice fell, and Li Chunfeng, who was following behind Zhao Yu, opened his mouth to respond:

"This building has been eroded by time, and it is difficult to confirm what race and identity this owner is!"

After Li Chunfeng finished speaking, Zhao Yu, who was walking in the front of Pujia, suddenly stopped, and his calm and usual voice sounded in the wide hall:

"The woman here is a human race!"

As soon as the young emperor said this, everyone was shocked, because all the historical books or myths that have been handed down in the world all record that in ancient times, the human race was in decline, almost at the bottom of the social class, and was even used as blood food captivity by some vicious races and countries, just like the current livestock.

And at this time, according to the words of the young emperor, if the owner of this Pujia Residence is an ancient human race, then it is like in the current Great Xia Dao Palace, there is a livestock disciple, and he is a talented leader seed, how can this not make people feel surprised?

However, although surprised, everyone understands the temperament of the young emperor, Zhao Yu has always had one thing to say, and he will never be targeted for no reason, so everyone stopped and waited for Zhao Yu's follow-up words.

Then Zhao Yu raised his right hand slightly, and his slender fingers pointed to the corner of the building, on the dresser made of white jade, there was an extremely inconspicuous dark red, this dark red was a small red rope full of large and small knots, hanging down along the mirror on the countertop, this knot rope was extremely red, but at this time, it was almost faded, if you don't look carefully, you will ignore the past.

Immediately after Zhao Yu spoke softly, his voice with infinite majesty sounded faintly again:

"Earlier, I traveled to Bactria with my master, and I had seen this rope among the countryside, because in ancient times, the human race was very small, and even its own writing was not created, let alone books and other things, so in ancient times, the knotted rope was remembered, the matter was big, the big knot its rope, the small thing was small, and the small knot was its rope. ”

Zhao Yu said this, paused for a few breaths, led everyone to the dresser, looked at the faded red rope in front of him, and continued to speak:

"This is the red knot rope that belongs to the human race, and the Terran girl who lives in Pujiaju, although she joined the first major sect of Yuanqiao Immortal Island, but she still has not forgotten her roots and retained the customs of the human race, which can be seen from the name of this building. ”

After the young emperor finished speaking, everyone looked at the already dull red knot rope in front of them, and their hearts were filled with a warm emotion.

Perhaps in ancient times, the Terran did not have its own country, the Terran drifted around, and the Terran lived at the bottom, but there were pioneers who were always working hard, always getting stronger, always working hard for the entire race, and did not lose themselves, keeping in mind the original intention and mission, which is why it is now extremely prosperous and has become a strong country that has become the overlord of the vast land of China.

Obviously, the owner of this Pujia dwelling is such a pioneer of the human race.

No matter what the final outcome of this Terran girl who sat in front of the dresser and silently tied the red knot after Yuanqiao Immortal Island sank to the bottom of the sea, she deserved the respect of all the races in the future, so Zhao Yu raised his hand, and all the Terran behind him raised their hands together, beating their chests and saluting to show respect.

Glory of Great Xia, glory of the human race!

After the ceremony, Zhao Yu slowly stretched out his right hand, wanting to touch this long red knot rope, and a rich silver mist instantly appeared on his hand, which was the power of the Origin Kingdom.

This red knot rope still exists after so many years, so it is definitely a treasure, and the young emperor has a hunch that if he touches this red knot rope with the pure origin, then he can clearly read the events recorded in this rope and understand the past of this ancient era completely and clearly.

But under the expectant gaze of everyone, Zhao Yu stopped his right hand at the moment before touching it, and then withdrew it, and then his calm voice gently lingered in Pu Jiaju:

"The things of antiquity have been completely submerged under the torrent of history, so let him go, but the will and spirit of the pioneers cannot be lost, I encourage you to go, and do not disturb the purity of the ancestors again. ”

Then the group slowly walked out of the Pujia Residence, Li Chunfeng turned around and gently closed the white god jade door, his expression was more respectful than when he pushed it open.

This door closes a period of singing and crying ancient years, which may be vaguely forgotten with the passage of time, but as long as there are one or two people in the future to remember, it is enough, especially among these people, there is also the supreme emperor of Great Xia.

Heaven is ruthless, but the depths of the ashes and dust of history are not extremely cold, it still has residual warmth.