Chapter 624
Aunt, Our Zhang Family [2 more]
"..."
At this moment, Princess Yongning's usually intelligent brain came to a standstill, and she couldn't think straight at all.
Ye Wanlan had no idea why she saw her aunt here—
Regent, Princess Jing'an, Xiang Mingyu.
Ever since the Sword Saint's swords were combined, the Qin King's whip returned, and the Divine Power Spear was repaired...Sword Saint Xie Linyuan, Qin King Hua Yingyue, and the Marshal of the Shen Ce Army Huo Jingyu have all returned to Shenzhou.
Ye Wanlan also confirmed one thing -
The complete weapon is stained with her blood, and coupled with the fact that she is in a critical moment in her life, it is very likely that she will recall the heroes who died three hundred years ago.
It's just that it's not alive, nor is it in a spiritual state.
Others can't see or touch it.
That's why Ye Wanlan was so eager to find the Sword of King Yan in order to call back Hejia.
But now, when Princess Jing'an Xiang Mingyu appeared in front of her in the same posture, Ye Wanlan was confused.
She stepped forward subconsciously and stretched out her hand: "Aunt, why are you..."
The hand passed through the woman in red and touched only air.
"You...you called me...Auntie?" Xiang Mingyu was also confused. "Do I...do I know you?"
Hearing this, Ye Wanlan's heart sank.
It was impossible for her to mistake Xiang Mingyu, with whom she had been living day and night, so there was only one possibility.
Xiang Mingyu lost his memory of her.
"Alan?" Su Xueqing couldn't see Xiang Mingyu. She saw Ye Wanlan seemed to be talking to the air. She didn't understand what was going on. "What happened? Is there something here..."
She still didn't say the word ghost.
Because ever since she set foot on this island, Su Xueqing has felt a certain cold aura lingering around her.
Taiyi doctors, like Tianyin practitioners, have a Yin constitution and are therefore more sensitive to supernatural events.
"Xueqing, go back to the boat first." Ye Wanlan came back to his senses, "Don't be afraid, I will be out soon."
"Okay." Su Xueqing was still a little worried, "I'll wait for you on the boat."
She stepped back step by step, walking back the way she came.
"Aunt." Ye Wanlan called again, "Don't you remember anything?"
"Aunt?" Xiang Mingyu murmured, "Who are you? Who am I? Why do you call me like that?"
She held her head with a look of great pain.
She didn't know how long she had been here, but she was stuck here and couldn't get out.
Occasionally a few people would appear, but none of them could see her, and she couldn't communicate with them, which made her even more at a loss.
This girl who looks extremely young and beautiful can actually see her?
Still calling her aunt?
Are they...relatives?
Ye Wanlan's expression changed slightly. She squatted down and put her hands on the ground. The next second, her pupils suddenly shrank: "Soul Binding Formation!"
The Soul Binding Formation can bind spirits, and is also a formation commonly used by psychics.
During the process of spiritual communication, prevent the spirit from suddenly escaping and causing the communication to fail.
Now it seems that it is obviously this soul-binding formation that has bound Xiang Mingyu.
Then can it be proved that Xiang Mingyu's state is somewhat similar to the soul?
That way, she would have a way to revive them.
"Aunt, I will help you remove this soul-binding formation." Ye Wanlan bit his fingertips and dripped blood onto the ground. "Do you remember anything? Please tell me."
"I..." A look of confusion flashed across Xiang Mingyu's face, "I seem to remember... I am dead?" That's right.
She was indeed dead, and her death was extremely tragic.
He was torn apart by five horses and suffered excruciating pain.
But after death, she was still conscious and she saw someone embalming and burying her body.
Xiang Mingyu covered his ears: "I remember now! My body is... in Jing... Jing'an Palace!"
"Jing'an Palace..." Ye Wanlan whispered, "Okay, aunt, I understand. The soul-binding formation has been resolved. I will take you home. You will be fine."
She speculated that the loss of all her memories might be due to Princess Jing'an's incomplete body.
Since we are in Jing'an Palace...
Thinking of this, Ye Wanlan immediately dialed Professor Xue's phone number: "Professor Xue, I would like to ask you for a favor."
This was the first time Professor Xue heard Ye Wanlan speak to him in such a serious tone, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Wanlan, you tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it for you."
Ye Wanlan spoke word by word: "I would like to ask you to form an archaeological team to re-excavate the bottom of the Jing'an Palace in the Xiang family palace ruins."
"What?!" Professor Xue was shocked. "Re-excavating the Xiang Palace ruins? This is not something I can decide!"
Although only ruins remain of the Xiang Dynasty Palace and none of the palaces have been successfully restored, it is still the most valued protected scenic spot in China, without a doubt.
If they want to make a major move on the ruins of Xiang's Imperial Palace again, even the director of the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau cannot make a decision directly, and approval from all parties is needed.
Professor Xue calmed down and said, "Wanlan, why did you suddenly make such a request?"
He and Ye Wanlan have known each other for a year, and he also knows that Ye Wanlan has a calm personality that is completely inconsistent with his age.
Even when these old bones were at a loss and overwhelmed, Ye Wanlan was still able to remain calm and give steady commands.
Such a mature and steady girl would never make such a request casually on a whim.
"I want to let Princess Jing'an rest in peace." Ye Wanlan paused and spoke softly, "She was torn apart by five horses before she died, and she couldn't rest in peace. We can't let her be torn apart after her death."
Professor Xue was even more surprised: "Wanlan, you mean that Princess Jing'an's body is buried under Jing'an Palace? But the archaeological team also checked at that time, and they didn't find it."
According to historical records, Princess Jing'an went into battle but was ultimately defeated by the invaders and torn into pieces by five horses.
But so far, they have not found where Princess Jing'an's tomb is.
"That's my guess." Ye Wanlan nodded, "So I need your help."
Professor Xue frowned and thought hard. After a moment, he said, "This matter is of great importance and cannot be resolved in a short time, but I will mention it to the director immediately. You wait."
call ended.
Professor Xue immediately went to see the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau.
At this time, the director's office.
The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau is entertaining two old men. Both of them are meritorious figures who have retired from the Cultural Relics Bureau and have extremely high status in the archaeological community.
Professor Xue first greeted the two old men politely and respectfully before telling the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau about Princess Jing'an.
"Oh?" The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau was also a little surprised. "Under the Jing'an Palace? But we...well, since Miss Ye said so, there must be a reason for her. Then we should follow her instructions and form an archaeological team to carefully excavate the Jing'an Palace..."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish his words, the sound of a cup hitting the table interrupted the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau.
The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau was startled: "Mr. Mo, you..."
"Ye Wanlan, Ye Wanlan, it's Ye Wanlan again!" Old Mo threw the notebook directly on the face of the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau and sneered, "You're going to do whatever she says? She said there was Princess Jing'an's body down there? Could it be that she traveled back three hundred years and saw it with her own eyes?" (End of this chapter)