Chapter 52 Recall (Part 2) Return

The melodious bells completely drowned out all the noise at the scene.

The timbre, which was the same as in memory but slightly different, echoed in the ears of everyone at the scene and in the live broadcast room.

"Is this what it looks like when the thousand-year-old prospect cloud bell actually rings?"

Similar thoughts echoed in the hearts of everyone at the scene and in the live broadcast room.

That almost instinctive listening instantly made the entire scene fall into silence.

People savored the lingering sound of the bell. The deep and heavy voice only echoed a few times and then swept away the distracting thoughts that kept emerging in their minds.

Their attention was focused as never before at that moment.

At that moment, countless thoughts were released from the minds of the audience at the scene and in the live broadcast rooms across the country, and gradually gathered from all directions towards the Jingyun Bell in the center of the altar.

At that moment, Jia Wenyan, who witnessed the gathering of golden light with her own eyes under the blessing of the Golden Eyes of Time, also gently stroked the "burnt tail" in front of her at the same time as Zhong Jingyun (Jingyun Zhongqi Ling) integrated and transformed the mental power born from cultural identity.

The pleasant sound of the piano drew everyone's attention away from the Jingyun Bell at that moment.

"Oh my god...it's a real live performance."

"Before, they said that she recorded the background music of "The Story of the Stubborn Stone" and I thought it was just a whim."

"Isn't she a specialist in cultural relic restoration? Why does she play the guqin?"

"Brother, you said it was a guqin, isn't it also considered a cultural relic? And didn't the folk music teacher at Xian'an University say it in the live broadcast room? Director Jia has a top-notch Jiaowei that ranks among the top three in Donghuang."

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Various discussions were heard among the crowd. After all, in the eyes of most people, her musical skills did not really fit in with her identity as a cultural relic restorer.

People can understand that Jia Wenyan has some hobbies outside of her spare time, but when her hobbies are so strong that they can compete with or even beat her profession, people's first reaction is definitely disbelief and questioning.

After all, no one would have thought that the girl in front of them had been practicing the instrument for several years in the spirit space of the Jiaowei Qin with a real "master teacher".

Moreover, Jia Wenyan was not the only one playing in front of the altar at this moment. While she plucked the strings, Xuanyin, who always liked to wander among the "imitations" of various Jiaoweiqins of Donghuang, revealed her own spirit in front of Jia Wenyan for the first time.

She bestowed her power on Jia Wenyan.

At that moment, the years of hard training in the weapon spirit space and the added charm brought by the weapon spirit were perfectly combined together.

It was Jia Wenyan's best performance ever, and people began to focus their attention on her as the music became more and more melodious.

However, this is just the beginning. While Jia Wenyan was immersed in the performance, the "lamp posts" on both sides of the altar corridor gradually changed color under the sound of music.

It turns out that the real purpose of the lamppost is not lighting, but a series of special exhibition stands.

People looked at the empty booth curiously. They wanted to see what Jia Wenyan was up to.

The lights around changed again and again with the fluctuations of the piano music.

Under the sound of clear and lively music, one bronze replica after another rises from the interior of the booth.

"Kanghou Gui, Twin Sheep Zun, Gilded Bronze Mandala..."

One after another, replica exhibits rose up beneath the lamp posts of the booth.

[That is... the Twin Sheep Statue? ]

[There are also those bronze swords and bronze mirrors...these seem to be collections in the British Museum.]

[Yes, the others may not be recognizable, but after seeing the pair of sheep statues, I concluded that this series of works is definitely related to the British Museum. ]

[Teacher Jia, this entire series consists entirely of Donghuang cultural relics collected by the British Museum? ]

[But why do all these bronze artifacts look so gray? ]

【One more thing, didn't Director Jia say that when reproducing the works, he would try to restore them to their original appearance as much as possible?】

[Why don't these bronze objects have a unique golden texture like the Jingyun Bell we saw earlier? 】

[Yes, isn't it said that the so-called bronze color is actually the result of oxidation of golden copper? ]

The audience in the live broadcast room and on site were all filled with curiosity after noticing this contrast.

They were puzzled as to why Jia Wenyan only restored the original appearance of the Jingyun Bell. But at this moment, Jia Wenyan's performance gradually changed with the switching of the lamp posts.

In the blink of an eye, the originally peaceful and gentle melody suddenly turned into a desolate tune as if corpses were everywhere.

Every audience member at the site and in the live broadcast room could feel the passage of time from the severely "eroded" appearance of the exhibits. The audience thought it was a comparison between existing and lost cultural relics.

However, this time, before the audience could pass on the news they learned from the live broadcast room to the people around them, Jia Wenyan's piano music began a new variation.

In an instant, a brand new booth suddenly rose up in front of Jia Wenyan, on the ground in front of the center of the stage.

\"Three Kings Pot, Three Kings Pot!"

"Have we finally reproduced the artifacts from the Xian'an Museum?"

There were children in the crowd who recognized the person everyone was talking about and were curiously observing this top-notch cultural relic, which is known as one of the treasures of the Xian'an Museum.

The audience thought that Jia Wenyan wanted to use this opportunity to show and introduce several representative cultural relics of Xian'an City after the first stage of the performance. But before people could figure out why, the Three Kings Pot in front of the altar suddenly let out a lion's roar that resounded through the sky.

At that moment, all the musicians who were standing behind Jia Wenyan played the melody at the same time. And the three Wang Huyes in front of them played their own music together with the "folk music band" that suddenly played together.

"Homeward Journey" is a song composed specially for this day by Xuanyin, the spirit of the Jiaowei zither instrument.

In an instant, countless bright red and peach-white peony petals poured out from the Three Kings Pot and circled and danced in spirals in the air.

"Is this what they call a holographic projection?"

"What a nice view."

"Have projection effects reached this level these days?"

Many people in the crowd looked at them in disbelief.

They witnessed with their own eyes the petals swirling in front of everyone's eyes, and gradually gathered into a passage that looked like a wormhole. As the passage was completed, the Three Kings Pot, which had already summoned the lion and peony elements, once again summoned a group of flying birds shining with brilliant golden light from the mouth of the pot.

As soon as these golden birds appeared, they rushed into the spiral channel formed by peony petals as the song reached its climax.

Countless flying birds built a golden "Magpie Bridge" between the petals and the exhibition stands.

The golden birds were flying freely and orderly in the night sky. Under the influence of the spiritual power of Jingyun Bell, all the spirits on the scene benefited a lot from the power of wishes attracted by the New Year bell. And it/the bell had already been in high spirits since the ceremony began.

The familiar bell rang again, but this time it was no longer the Three Kings Pot that was moving, but another booth next to the Three Kings Pot.

As the lights came on again, everyone at the scene finally saw its true appearance that had been hidden in the darkness.

It was a lamp gilded all over, in the shape of a palace maid kneeling and holding a lamp. The light, like a beacon, passed straight through the spiral of the flower rain and shone directly into the flower passage that looked like a wormhole.

It became a guardian in the night, guiding the lonely souls who had been away from home for many years to return to their homeland. At that moment, the music on the scene completely wiped out the previous sorrow, and instead welcomed the excitement of the wanderers returning to their homeland.

In an instant, rays of light and shadows emerged from the tunnel of flowers.

They gradually emerged from the vague light and shadow of the meteors.

The Twin Ram Zun, the Bronze Sword... one after another, light and shadows corresponding to the replicas returned from the space cracks in mid-air.

People watched with their own eyes as the rays of light and shadows that were almost disappearing flew out of the passage and quickly merged into the corresponding replicas of the cultural relics.

She witnessed with her own eyes that one wandering soul after another returned to their homeland using the replicas she made as a carrier.

At that moment, under the incredulous gazes of everyone present, the originally dull and even shabby replica instantly glowed with the same luster as the Jingyun Bell.

From copper green to brilliant gold, no one else knew about the existence of those spirit objects except Jia Wenyan and Xu Yonghe, the two designers and participants of the entire process.

But even so, they still completed all the tasks perfectly without realizing it. At the scene and even all the audience who watched the event were still arguing about the "holographic projection" just now and why the cultural relics were transformed from bronze to gold.

Jia Wenyan had already seen what she wanted to see.

The fireworks in the night sky bloomed once again. Porcelain bottles, ceramics, embroidery, calligraphy, famous paintings, one after another, fireworks in the shapes of symbolizing the traditional culture of animation bloomed in the night sky.

At the end of the song, the audience left the stage in an orderly manner under the guidance of the staff. After Jia Wenyan confirmed that there were no missing spirits, she smiled for the first time in the entire performance.

"They...did it."

Jia Wenyan smiled and looked around at the replica cultural relics displayed on the stands.

Although the weapon spirits that had just returned to their homeland were still in a state of extremely exhausted dormancy, she could feel the peace of mind of returning to the embrace of her homeland from their peaceful sleeping faces one after another.

The cold winter wind mixed with the smile on her face.

Even though only a very few people at the scene knew what had just happened.

But at that moment, the audiences both at the scene and in the live broadcast room all unconsciously cast their gazes of admiration and praise at Jia Wenyan who was constantly bowing on the "altar".

However, they didn't know that what Jia Wenyan was thinking about at this moment was not the performance they talked about so much, but...

"Let's go."

"Please, everyone, please leave."

"If I don't leave now, I'll be frozen into ice."

"This outfit I'm wearing really doesn't keep me warm."

"Do you know how much pressure it is to wear a villa on your body?"

That's right, literally. She can live with it but not her outfit.

Although Xian'an is not as cold as Mohe, the northernmost part of Donghuang, but God knows whether there will be any unexpected damage under the freezing winter wind.

Especially the lucky piece of clothing on it, which was sent to it by Xu Yong and her grandmother after they learned of her need. Jia Wenyan did not expect that Grandma Xu would have such a good thing that perfectly combines three traditional costumes.

The finest silk embroidery is paired with gold and silver jewelry that is so expensive that Jia Wenyan doubts her life.

God knows how long she was amazed when she saw this set, a hybrid design that combines Hanfu, Tang suit and cheongsam.

In addition, the phoenix crown on her head, although the exquisite Chinese style shape impressed many people at the scene and in the live broadcast room. However, no matter how stunning the visual effect of her outfit is, it cannot cover up the fact that this outfit is really too expensive.

No matter what the audience is thinking at this moment, for her, after completing her task, "suffering from the cold and not daring to move" is the most true portrayal of her at the moment.