Acai's Sky

Chapter 830 50 Continue Life 113

On the seventh day of the winter solstice in 1956, heavy snow fell all over the sky, like a group of light and graceful fairies dancing between heaven and earth.

These snowflakes fluttered down, slowly covering this ancient city that has experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes with a layer of holy and pure gauze.

This ancient city, caressed by snowflakes, seems immersed in a tranquil and mysterious dream.

Ah Cai wrapped the army green coat tightly around her body. When her toes tapped lightly on the bluestone slabs, the snow seemed to feel her footsteps and let out a series of small and gentle sighs.

The top-grade jadeite talisman paper she had hidden in her sleeve suddenly emitted a faint and mysterious light.

On each piece of talisman paper, the four characters "Mountains and Rivers Forever Solid" were written in Slender Gold script. The characters had sharp strokes and smooth lines, as if containing endless power.

This was the [Top-Grade Reconstruction Talisman] she had meticulously drawn with the essence and blood of a spirit beast before leaving. These talismans carried her hopes and beliefs, as well as the fate of this ancient city.

"00541, prepare to locate."

Ah Cai spoke softly, her voice particularly clear in the quiet snowy night. At the same time, she gently patted the little head of the parrot on her shoulder.

00541 The parrot's fur is brightly colored, and the ice crystals condensed on its tail feathers reflect a mysterious blue fluorescence, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

It suddenly flapped its wings and flew high, its claws grabbing at an iron fence outside the Daming Palace ruins like lightning.

As it moves, electric currents seem to pass through the air, making people feel a powerful force.

The golden light bursting out from the tip of its beak was like a bright star, illuminating the dark snowy night.

In an instant, six hundred and sixty pieces of top-grade talisman paper shot out like arrows, drawing brilliant golden tracks in the snow.

These tracks are like meteors streaking across the night sky, so beautiful and spectacular that people can't help but marvel at them.

The moment the Hanyuan Hall's pillar base was touched by the first piece of talisman paper, the entire site was instantly enveloped by an amber curtain of light. This curtain of light was like a huge protective shield, enveloping the entire site.

00541 suddenly spread its wings and flew over Hanyuan Hall, its tail feathers lightly brushing the bronze bells on the eaves. The crisp sound of the bells shook the entire Daming Palace ruins violently, and a translucent shadow of the building gradually emerged from the ground.

These shadows appear and disappear, as if the soul of this ancient city is gradually awakening.

The stone slabs of Zhuque Street began to automatically splice together. The stone slabs seemed to have life. They connected to each other to form a complete street.

The eaves of Danfeng Gate slowly rise in the snowy night, like a sleeping giant gradually awakening. The eaves rise high, like a phoenix spreading its wings, ready to take flight, displaying an unparalleled majesty and beauty.

When the last piece of talisman paper sank into the Taiye Lake, the long-extinct Ye Shuhe suddenly bloomed in the pool.

These Yeshu lotus flowers are huge, with petals as soft as silk, and each lotus leaf firmly holds a gilded dancing horse holding a cup and silver pot.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, these silver pots sparkle with charming light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

"Report! A strong light appeared in the direction of Hanyuan Palace!"

The communicator's voice trembled slightly, and his voice seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet night.

The officer on duty looked through the telescope and saw that the building in the ruins was recovering at an astonishing speed.

The originally dilapidated buildings seemed to be reborn at this moment, and they regained their former glory.

The caisson of the Linde Hall is automatically spliced ​​in mid-air, and the exquisite patterns and complex structure are breathtaking.

Each beam exudes the rich fragrance of thousand-year-old agarwood, and the fragrance permeates the air, making people feel as if they are in a mysterious fairyland.

Dragon Tail Road rises slowly from the ground. Frost flowers condensed on the white marble steps sparkle like bright stars under the gentle moonlight. These frost flowers are crystal clear, shining like gems with a charming light.

When "Emperor Minghuang's Journey to Shu" tears through the time and space barriers of the National Palace Museum in Taipei, the snow in Xi'an is instantly dyed into an enchanting color. This scroll seems to have magical power, recreating historical scenes before people's eyes.

The green mountains and waters painted by Li Zhaodao are transformed into real scenes. The charm and breath between the mountains and waters make people feel as if they are in the world of the painting.

Yang Guifei's rouge slowly spreads across the painting, a vibrant crimson like the sunset glow on the horizon, beautiful and captivating. As Emperor Xuanzong's horse steps across Taiye Lake, the thousand-year-old Yeshuhe lotus blossoms bloom one after another on the ice.

Each lotus leaf holds a gilded dancing horse holding a silver cup. The cup on the horse's head sways gently with the waves, creating a dreamlike scene. The scene is as poetic as a painting and intoxicating.

The Military Control Commission's jeep braked suddenly, its wheels leaving a deep mark in the snow. The soldiers quickly jumped out of the car and went on alert.

Their eyes were full of vigilance and surprise, but the wonder before them deeply shocked them.

The eaves of Danfeng Gate slowly rose in the snowy night, and 3,600 glazed animal heads shone brightly from the eaves of Hanyuan Hall. The light was as dazzling as the sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.

00541 suddenly flew high into the sky, its tail feathers gleaming with a rainbow-like luster in the morning breeze.

It shouted loudly: "Host, space-time turbulence is detected to be converging." Its voice echoed in the sky, making people feel a sense of urgency.

The patrolling PLA soldier held the Type 56 rifle tightly in his hand, and the ice on the barrel reflected strange light and shadow.

I saw a mother-of-pearl and rosewood five-stringed pipa from Japan's Shosoin Repository piercing through the clouds. The tortoise shell inlaid on the body of the instrument automatically pieced together in flight, and the plectrum that had been lost for a thousand years was rushing from Todaiji Temple in Nara.

The sound of the pipa seemed to travel through time and space, echoing in people's ears, making people feel an ancient and mysterious power.

From the northeast came the sound of a crackling airbreak, and the Persian caravan on camelback gradually took shape in the moonlight. These camel figurines were so lifelike that they seemed to be truly walking in the desert.

A celadon pot with a phoenix head and dragon handle, from a national museum, swirls gracefully amidst the clouds, its flying celestial figures unfolding as it soars, a breathtaking display of beauty. The pot's flowing, natural lines, like a work of art, evoke a sense of wonder.

At this time, the Daming Palace had completely restored the grandeur of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. The surface of the Taiye Lake reflected the dark night starry sky, and the scenery was like a beautiful painting.

The petals of the night lotus in the pond slowly closed under the morning sun, like a sleeping fairy. The petals were bright and dazzling, like a rainbow in the sky, intoxicating.

The young soldiers holding their rifles slowly lowered their weapons, their eyes filled with excitement and joy. Their tears of excitement melted the icicles on the barrels of their rifles, and the drops fell onto the snow and disappeared instantly.

"The cultural relics...have returned home..." An old professor pointed to the sky with trembling hands, his voice full of excitement and emotion.

He saw the ink marks on countless scriptures emitting a warm and soft light in the snowy night, and that light seemed to be the shining soul of these cultural relics.

The sound of camel bells came from afar. It was the lost caravan on the Silk Road, returning to Chang'an along the rift in time and space.

The patrolling PLA soldiers stopped, their hands holding their guns trembling slightly. Their hearts were filled with awe for history and respect for culture.

As the morning light began to break, 00541 stood high above Danfeng Gate. Mysterious data streams flickered in its pupils, its beak pointed toward Xuanwu Gate. "Host, the spacetime turbulence has been detected dissipating." Its voice was exceptionally clear in the early morning air.

Ah Cai tightened her coat again. She once again witnessed those lost cultural relics returning to their original locations along the trajectory of time and space. This was a reunion spanning a thousand years, and also a cultural inheritance and continuation.

When the first rays of sunlight hit the glazed tiles of the Hanyuan Hall, the entire Daming Palace ruins were instantly enveloped in a golden glow. That light, like the Buddha's light, evoked a sacred and solemn aura.

Ah Cai heard the snow sliding down from the city wall, and the sound seemed to be applauding the reunion after a thousand years.

Her cotton shoes made a "crunching" sound as they stepped on the bluestone slabs. The sound seemed like the footsteps of history, leaving a deep mark on this reborn land.

The talisman paper hidden in the sleeve has turned into powder, and only the mark of the spirit beast's blood essence, which means "the mountains and rivers will be forever solid", is deeply engraved on this land that has been reborn.

That mark is like an eternal oath, witnessing the rise and fall and changes of this land, and also witnessing people's inheritance and protection of culture.