Cultural relic restorer Shen Xun has a secret.
He can "see" the dusty memories of cultural relics.
The gold and bronze tiger town of the Western Han Dynasty was restored as before in his hands. What he saw at that moment was Zhang Qian's return from his mission to the Western Regions two thousand years ago, and Emperor Wu's joy when he touched the bronze tiger with his own hands.
After restoring a broken copy of "Luo Shen Fu Tu", what he saw was the swaying candle shadow in the studio 1,700 years ago, and the farewell poem that had never been recorded in history.
The antique circle regards him as an alien, the appraisal community calls him a monster, and the smuggling group regards him as a thorn in their side. The top archaeologists in the country favored him, and Interpol invited him to the negotiating table as a consultant.
No one around him is a fuel-efficient lamp——
The security captain who is a retired special forces soldier has hidden skills comparable to those of a professional restorer under his rough skin; the female appraiser with a gentle and jade-like appearance can take off her high heels and pick up a sword with her bare hands; the gray-haired old director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, when he was young, he tried his best to recover a national treasure that had been lost overseas...
They all thought Shen Xun was a god.
Only Shen Xun knew - he was just an ordinary person who wanted to find out the truth behind his parents' disappearance.
And those owners from thousands of years ago left cultural relics with more than just memories.
When legends are no longer legends, history reveals the truth through Shen Xun's eyes - national treasures can really speak.
