In the beginning of exile, she broke the hairpin in her palm and exploded the Hanzhou Blood Sacrifice Picture!
Lin Wan, a cultural relic restorer, was dressed as the official minister's house to be beheaded his legitimate daughter. Her father gave her half a broken jade hairpin before his blood was spattered three feet away, and he drew "Blood Welded Nine Layers" on his palm as a death warrant!
When the enemy's blood soaks into the hairpin body——
Buzz! The pale gold holographic projection exploded! A map of the underground secret passage in Hanzhou shows a suspended firewood shed with a scarlet mark of "Three hundred craftsmen's households were sacrificed alive"!
What's even more fatal is: Zhang Mazi, the lackey of the Ministry of Punishment, peeked through the window and wrote "See you in Hanzhou" in blood with a sinister smile!
Exiled for three thousand miles, she used blood as a weld!
◆ Desperate situation on the glacier: Lin Che, the cute little girl, cried and warned that "the ghost under the ice is clawing at her feet". She pressed the stone tablet with her palm to attract the resentful spirits to form a map of frost, and carved the path to her birth with her bloody fingers!
◆ Hanzhou Black Market: When repairing a broken statue of a god, a blood-stained bronze medal with the words "Two Hundred and Four Pilgrimage·Sacrifice" fell out! Warden Yin Wushe stood in the cold black iron shackles under his mink fur, and stepped on the bronze medal: "Where did you get the word 'sacrifice' from?"
◆ Gambling in the dungeon: Saltpeter melts blood, and arc cracks the sky! She screamed in front of everyone: "Blood cannot be washed away! The souls of the dead will never be separated!"
The prince of the current dynasty used the bones and blood of three hundred craftsmen to cast "auspiciousness", and the secret weapon of regicide was hidden under the palace gate. And the broken hairpin in her hand was the fuse that blew up the conspiracy——
"Master Yin, do you want to cooperate? I will melt the Nine Heavens, and you... Kill a dragon?"
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Intention: Cultural relics do not speak, but they carry thousands of blood, tears and truth. Use the eyes of a modern restorer to learn about the past and the present, use technology and ingenuity to protect the historical truth, shed light on the unknown, and question power and people's hearts.