[Unknown perspective] [Intangible cultural heritage]
As an ancient bronze sword that was just unearthed from the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty, it was placed in a foreign museum. Shang Que has a thousand-year evil spirit, and everyone looks like a sacrifice waiting to be chopped down.
Until she met a girl in the park with paint on her hands.
It seems like an old acquaintance.
The girl's fingers were stained with mineral paint, and she carefully touched the cracks on her sword. Her breathing was as light as if she was afraid of disturbing a three-thousand-year-old dream.
"Don't touch me." Shang Que retracted his hand with a cold face, his palms warmed by the paint.
——Damn it, why is this mortal not afraid of my coldness?
"But you've lost paint here." The girl held up the cotton swab, her eyes clear and stubborn, "I am a flower grower, and I must be responsible for you."
Shang Que found it ridiculous: She once cut off the heads of princes, but now she was threatened by a human with a cotton swab? What's even more ridiculous is that when the girl replaced the missing jade ring on the sword for her, her "sword heart" that had been silent for thousands of years actually reverberated like a dragon's roar.
In the daytime of the exhibition hall, she is a rusty national treasure in the glass cabinet;
Then, she suddenly remembered that maybe they had met this girl in her previous life.
When cultural relics touch the heart——
Are you willing to keep the showcase as a cold eternity?
Or burn a thousand years of Taoism for her in exchange for a hot human world?
PS: 1. The cover is in production;
2. The manuscript will be saved, but the total number of words is currently uncertain;
3. The author first fills in some historical knowledge and then makes a fool of himself.
Purpose: Learn history.
