The palace is quiet, and the empress of the cold palace is acting as a demon

Chapter 393 Time Seizing Technique
On the top of Mount Sumeru, the Heavenly King Hall of Chiguo.

Qin Wan stood in front of the collapsed main gate, and the orange-red light of the setting sun slanted on the wall.Looking at the devastated scene full of weeds, even though she had been mentally prepared, she still felt sad at this moment.

Stepping inside, the crushed stones, bricks, broken wood and debris under your feet made a cracking sound, dead bones can be seen everywhere, and if you step on it accidentally, it will instantly turn into smoke and dust.

Qin Wan frowned slightly, unable to bear it, and formed seals in his hands, and the wind blew across the entire palace garden.

The wind howled over the top of the mountain, gradually turning the dead bones all over the ground into dust and blowing them into the sky.

Qin Wan stood in the wind, looking at the scattered dust, like a sacrificial offering, but also a farewell.

She was anxious before coming here, because every minute and every second here is calculated in units of "days" in the mortal world.

But when she really got here, she couldn't speed up her pace among the ruins.

The surroundings are too quiet, quiet and desolate.

The shadow left by the war all over every inch of soil.

Qin Wan couldn't imagine how Haotian walked past here with the Sword of Passion.A thousand years have passed, and her hatred has nowhere to rest.

When Qin Wan climbed the stone steps, there were still brown blood stains from the fight, broken swords and broken arrows.The rusty armor was scattered on the ground, and the surrounding grass was about to bury it. The mottled Qin Ye king emblem on it could still be seen, but it was no longer complete.

With a "squeak", she pushed open the main entrance of the main hall, which was left with only the door frame.

Numerous lively dance parties have been held here.

Once upon a time, there were fairies playing the most beautiful tunes here, there were girls from the Yao clan spinning their laughter here, and girls from the demon clan singing melodiously here, only the little girls of the Qin Ye clan were always singing here. Crazy, no talent can be put on the stage, and ridiculed by all ethnic groups.

The one with the happiest smile is grandpa. He always said: Wan Wan, you don’t know anything, what can you do in the future.Then I laughed and drank and chatted with friends of all ethnic groups.

Qin Wan thinks about it now, what grandpa said is right, but if she had learned more skills at that time, she would not be helpless when her family was in trouble, and she would not lose face of the royal family when she was surviving, and live in such a mess now .

She felt that she had no face to come back here.

But she still had the cheek to come back.

Following her memory, she walked to the apse and came to the huge library of King Chiguo.

Pushing the door open, the bookshelves collapsed, books were scattered, and the original grand decoration was covered with dust.Qin Wan lifted all the curtains with the wind, letting the setting sun shine through the window, and blowing away all the dust, making the place at least look cleaner.

She used the wind to erect the bookshelves one by one, and returned the books to the shelves.

Those rare collections of books in the world shouldn't just be forgotten and wait to decay.

She walked through each row of bookshelves, and went straight to the secret room at the end.

The small room is hidden behind a row of bookshelves.Qin Wan pushed the mechanism, and the bookshelves slid to the sides, revealing a door.

There was a sophisticated combination lock on the door. Qin Wan thought for a while, dialed her birthday, the combination snapped open, and the door opened naturally, as if to welcome her back.

Qin Wan walked into the small room, which was still exactly the same as before.On the huge desk are all kinds of supplies that my grandfather uses in his spare time.Only there is an extra delicate hourglass standing on the table leg.

The hourglass immediately attracted Qin Wan's attention, because there was a wooden crabapple in the glass of the hourglass.

Grandpa knows that her favorite flower is crabapple, so this hourglass must be reserved for her.

Thinking so, Qin Wan picked up the hourglass, turned it over, and watched the sand fall slowly, but nothing happened around it.She also didn't feel the magic power of the hourglass.

"Just an ordinary hourglass."

After turning to the desk, Qin Wan saw another book with begonia flowers on it.

She picked it up and blew the ashes on it, carefully flipping through it, and found a diary written in Dongtian Sanskrit.

"Dongtian Sanskrit, I'm probably the only one left in the world who can understand it..."

Qin Wan chuckled. When she first learned to write when she was young, she didn't learn the characters of Qin Ye's royal family, nor the characters commonly used in the God Realm, but Dongtian Sanskrit, which only Chi Guotian's successor could learn.At that time, she was learning it as a normal character, but after learning it, she realized that what she learned was completely different from what Brother Wang Qin He learned.For this reason, she re-learned the common characters and the characters of Qin Ye's royal family, which troubled her for a long time.

Qin Wan read grandfather's diary page by page, trying to find some clues.

But she found that it recorded all kinds of interesting things that happened between her and Qin He since birth, some of which she didn't even remember.

Grandpa was kind since he was a child, and the diary he wrote was quite interesting. Looking at it, Qin Wan couldn't help laughing, even bursting out laughing.

She thought of the beauty of living here when she was a child, and her whole heart was warmed.

It turned out that when she was young, she was so doted on by her grandfather.

The sunset outside the window was slowly setting, she got up and lit all the candle lamps, and then sat back in her grandfather's seat to continue browsing.

Flipping through the pages, Qin Wan suddenly came across a record with a completely different style from the previous one.

"The art of seizing time..." Qin Wan was a little surprised, and quickly sat down solemnly, flipping through the records of grandpa one by one, "There is no obstacle, I can live in a moment of thought, and live for countless eons. There are increases and decreases..."

Qin Wan frowned and read these contents carefully, the language was difficult to understand, completely different from the previous contents.The more difficult it was, the more she felt that this passage was quite mysterious and she had to figure it out, so she read it more seriously.

Time passed slowly, and when the moon was rising close to the mid-heaven, Qin Wan finally understood what was written in shock.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a slam on her back, and then felt something piercing her chest.

Take her to look down, and it turns out that an arrow pierced her heart.

Qin Wan was horrified and didn't understand what was going on.

The blood trickled from the heart, and the blood rushed to the throat.She looked at the crabapple hourglass in shock, the last few grains of sand were slowly falling.

And when the last gravel fell, her heart stopped beating, and with severe pain, she escaped into the huge darkness.

But in the next second, she was pushed out from the darkness again, and she was startled by everything in front of her eyes.

As if she had experienced a dream, she stood in front of grandpa's desk again. The crabapple hourglass was still in front of her eyes, but it was standing and had not been turned upside down.The setting sun outside the window still shone warmly on the floor of the house.And the grandfather's diary has also returned to the way no one touched it at the beginning.

Qin Wan lowered his head, the wound on his chest was gone, but the pain from the arrow piercing his heart still remained in his mind.She quickly walked to the diary, and turned to the page that recorded "Time Seizing Technique".

After reading it carefully again, Qin Wan looked at the crabapple hourglass, swallowed, then turned it over and placed it on the table.

Then she read her grandfather's diary while waiting for the hourglass to finish.

About three hours later, when there was still a small amount of sand left in the hourglass, Qin Wan slowly stood up, and then, a feathered arrow pierced her back again, piercing her heart without any deviation.

And she was also in severe pain and chaos, and she returned to three hours ago again.

(End of this chapter)