Chapter 111: The Dim Lights

At the same time, Xu Xuan and Xie Qi got off the boat.

As soon as they got off the land, a woman in sportswear got off a car.

"Xiao Qi!"

"Sister Xuan! I miss you so much!"

The two hugged each other warmly. Xu Xuan knew that this was Xie Qi's best friend and the one who sent the boat to pick them up.

"You have good taste. Is this your boyfriend? Why don't you introduce him to me?" Li Xuan said with a smile.

"Oh, no, he is Xu... Xu what?"

"Xu Xuan."

Puff! The two laughed immediately.

It felt like there was someone named Zhu Yuanzhang or Li Shimin.

"Sorry, I don't mean any harm, I just think your name, ahem, is a bit strange." Li Xuan put away her smile and apologized. No matter what the name is, it is always bad to laugh at other people's names.

"No way, it's a name given by my parents." Xu Xuan looked around. This port has a huge throughput and gathers materials from all over the world.

"What are you looking at?" Xie Qi asked.

"Nothing, I didn't expect Yuezhou Port to develop so well. There were wooden boats here back then."

"Wooden boats? Could it be two hundred years ago?" Li Xuan said in disbelief. This place is one of the largest ports in the past three hundred years, the other one is Shanghai Port.

"He was joking, don't mind it." Xie Qi interrupted.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Xie Qi had a vague idea in his heart. Could it be really an antique? Could it be the legendary Xu Xuan?

As soon as this thought came up, it was thrown behind his mind.

This is too exaggerated, just like a person saying that he is Qin Shihuang.

How could a normal person believe it? It is probably because he was fascinated by the movie and thought he was Xu Xuan.

The group went to eat, and after dinner, they drove to the museum.

"We're here at the museum!"

Xie Qi pointed to the building in front of him.

Tourists from all over the world come in an endless stream. The plaque of the museum is the handwriting of Emperor Shenwu. There are two statues of old men in front of the museum; one is dressed as an emperor and the other is dressed as a Taoist priest.

If there were no textual introduction below, Xu Xuan really wouldn't have known that the Taoist priest was himself. The emperor was similar to Xu Yong.

The three entered the museum.

On the other side, Li Sixian and others met with an old man with white hair and beard and a sage-like appearance.

In order to avoid being recognized, Xu Di wore a mask and sunglasses, and did not bring a bodyguard with him.

"I am Zhang Xuanling, this is Professor Li, right? I have heard of you for a long time, Director Geng, Boss Xu, long time no see."

The old man smiled and greeted several people, and the group did not waste any words and went straight to the point.

"I will take you around and tell you about the history of the museum. This is the gold exhibition hall, which stores ancient cultural relics unearthed in Guangdong and Guangxi, mostly related to the ancient Ouyue country. This is the bronze exhibition hall, ceramics..."

Soon, they arrived at the largest area, the Changguo exhibition hall.

"When Zhongjing was in turmoil, a branch of the royal family took the royal treasures south, and these items were left behind. This is the pen, ink, paper and inkstone used by Xu Xuan Tianshi to draw talismans, the bamboo in the backyard, the weapons used in the early years, and this armor is from Haoge, which was previously hidden in Zhongnan Mountain."

"This is the family letter between Tianshi and Emperor Hanchang in the early years, which reflects the flesh and blood of historical figures, and there is also a golden bowl contributed by the esoteric Dharma King."

From Xu Xuan and Xu Yong to the last Emperor Wantong, all the cultural relics are there.

Some of them are not even in Zhongjing.

"Zhongjing Museum once wanted to borrow cultural relics, but I refused directly. Is it reasonable to return them if they are borrowed?"

At the same time, Xu Xuan and others came to the museum.

The two women went straight to the other side of the Hanchang exhibition hall, which is an exhibition hall about the history of medical development. Speaking of the history of medical development, Xu Xuan and Xie Miao cannot be avoided.

In the center of the hall is a statue of a young woman.

The tour guide introduced: "Xie Miao is the mother of modern medicine. This statue is the image of Xie Miao in her youth, which scientists deduced from her portrait in her later years."

"It's a bit similar, but not as good as Xie Qi. This expert is too weak." Xu Xuan thought to himself.

Following the tour guide, listening to them explain the deeds of Xie Miao, Li Jianxing, Li Changsheng, Xu Yong, Li Anbang and others, Xu Xuan felt as if he was in another world.

The old friend is gone, but his voice and appearance are still there.

Whether it is joy, anger, sorrow, or love, hatred, and hatred, they have all gone with the wind in the face of time.

Xu Xuan experienced history personally, and history left only himself. Those people who met every day back then, it is impossible to hear their voices now.

Miss it or forget it.

This is history, this is the price of immortality.

"Old Third, Ling'er, Xie Miao, Zhang Tianshi, Jianxing..."

The familiar things in front of me, these items correspond to related stories in my mind one by one.

That pair of knives seemed to be the scalpels Xie Miao used back then. She still remembered how surprised she was when she showed her magical powers in Changsha Medical Clinic.

This relatively primitive revolver seemed to be the one I gave to Li Changsheng back then. This guy was an undercover agent of Taiyi Dao before. Even though he was accepted later, he was still worried all day long.

This musket was given to Li Changsheng, which strengthened his confidence in integrating into the Baidi Sect.

There was also the Indian headdress that Gengwu brought from America, and Xu Yong's imperial seal.

The long river of history flowed slowly in front of him.

Xu Xuan couldn't help but be fascinated.

This is longevity, destined to be a lonely journey.

After a moment, Xu Xuan put his nostalgic thoughts in his heart.

Any sentient creature will miss the past. Forgetting emotions is not the right way, but just a side effect on the road to longevity.

Xu Xuan is very glad that he still has human emotions, not just cultivating immortals, or fighting and killing.

People only admire ruthlessness, but they don't know that emotions are rare and precious.

Ruthlessness is simple, forgetting is the best.

And the highest realm of emotions is to be affectionate and ruthless. This is a mysterious realm that ordinary people can't do. The emotions of ordinary people will only be indecisive.

Of course, emotions are emotions, and Xu Xuan's persistence in the way of longevity will never change.

These experiences made him understand the preciousness of longevity.

His immortality is the immortality of some people. Those Taoist friends who have no chance of immortality are supported by their beliefs.

"Are you okay? You looked very strange just now." Li Xuan said.

"It's okay. I just felt a little emotional when I saw these ancient cultural relics. Although they are no longer here, their beliefs have infected generations of people. How can this not move people?" Xu Xuan smiled.

There were more people in front of them and they came to the top of the museum. There were crowds of people here and everyone was scrambling to take pictures.

"Everyone, this is the world's earliest titanium alloy sword. It is also a gift from the Heavenly Master to Xie Miao. According to Xie Miao's memoirs in his later years, from this moment on, the White Lotus Saint had a trace of affection in her heart."

"According to the decryption of expert Zhang Xuanling, this may be a token of love between the two. Unfortunately, lovers cannot be together."

This stage is called A Sword of Love. Various spotlights are on it, and the sword is timeless.

Stories of heroes and princesses are often the most popular, especially those that end with regrets.

The blessing of various stories has given this sword a special meaning. Most of the people who come here are couples, who will witness their love here.

"It's just nonsense."

Xu Xuan was speechless. There was no token of love.

It was obvious that he felt bad about taking the Qin King's Bone Mirror, so he gave Xie Miao an ordinary sword from the mirror world.

When Xie Miao got this thing, it made the flowers and plants of Yuelu Mountain suffer.

Xu Xuan actually knew Xie Miao's feelings in his heart, but he didn't dare to respond. After all, the two were not suitable.

"Xie Miao never married. As expected, she met Xu Xuan and ruined her life." Xie Qi sighed.

At the same time, the expert brought Li Sixian and others to the booth.

Li Sixian and others chatted and talked about the past.

"I was just born when the old Emperor Wan Tong abdicated, but when I heard my father talk about that period, I am still amazed at the old emperor's noble character, vision, pattern and mind. He is worthy of being one of the greatest figures in modern times."

Zhang Xuanling sighed.

The old emperor avoided a war. He gave up the position of emperor and avoided the suffering of the people.

The world tide at that time caused the imperial system to be impacted, and the slogan of "Are there any kings, princes, generals and ministers?" spread all over the country.

In fact, there were still many people who were loyal to the royal family at that time, especially in the army. If the old emperor wanted to struggle, there would be a lot of hope for a comeback.

But this would also bring wars, and I don't know how many years of suffering would be.

"Yes, it's great." Geng Xin sighed.

"In fact, it's not the main credit of the old emperor. The main reason is that we have ancestral precepts."

Hearing this, everyone became curious. What exactly is the ancestral precepts?

Xu Di said: "It's actually very simple, just one or two sentences. The Heavenly Master left a sentence: If we encounter unpredictable things and the people are not on our side, we might as well let go, complete the historical mission of the Xu family, and leave a trace of dignity for the achievements of our ancestors."

It is this sentence that makes the Xu family the most praised dynasty in the world today. None of the descendants have been slaughtered in blood, but have made many contributions to the country.

"He predicted three hundred years in advance. The Heavenly Master is indeed not an ordinary person."

At this time, everyone came to the vicinity of the old sword.

There were only two or three meters between him and Xu Xuan and others.

Xu Di admired the sharp sword. Suddenly, his eyes swept to the person next to him, and his body froze.

"Boss Xu, what's wrong with you?" Everyone was puzzled.

When they saw Xu Xuan, everyone was stunned. At this time, Xu Xuan's eyes also looked over.

This is exactly the same as the portrait in the basement.

"Like, too much like." Xu Di said excitedly, from the expression to the temperament, it is very similar to the painting at home.

Everyone walked through the crowd and came to Xu Xuan. Xu Xuan remained silent and looked at them quietly.

"Young man, who are you?" Xu Di asked cautiously in a strange tone.