I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 254: A Gentleman is Like Jade (Part )

"What are you going to do?" Qin Jian asked softly, but did not get an answer from Deng Yizhi.

This silence made Jun Jiuzi even more uneasy, but she saw Deng Yizhi's eyes were gentle, he shook his head at her soothingly, and reached his hand into Fan Yu's pocket.

A round hollow jade disk was taken out, with a yellowish tint on the milky white base. Jun Jiuzi frowned. She also had a similar jade disk in her pocket. Deng Yizhi had told her that it was also a cultural relic, carved and connected, cut but not broken, which could connect them with the people in the illusion and prevent them from getting lost. But now that the illusion had disappeared, Deng Yizhi ignored Fan Yu lying on the ground and hurried to take out the jade disk. She didn't know why.

Deng Yizhi certainly would not explain to Jun Jiuzi. Amidst the puzzled and questioning gazes, he quietly did his own thing - first he untied the jade disk from his waist, then he placed the two jade disks in his palms to look at them, nodded with satisfaction, and swapped their positions.

"What are you going to do?"

It was the same words as before, but Qin Jian's voice was higher, and it seemed that it was more than just a question. Deng Yizhi did not stop his actions. He put Fan Yu's jade disk into his pocket, and then sent the jade disk that was originally hanging on his waist to Fan Yu's chest. But halfway through the action, he suddenly felt his wrist sink. When he lowered his head, his arm had been grabbed by Qin Jian, and he could not move forward or backward.

Deng Yizhi raised his head, still looking at Qin Jian gently, and asked, "What do you mean, Boss Qin?"

Qin Jian didn't say anything, but his hands didn't loosen their strength, holding Deng Yizhi tightly. The two looked at each other for a moment, and it was Deng Yizhi who spoke first to break the deadlock, but his tone was already filled with impatience: "Qin Jian, let go."

Of course Qin Jian didn't move, but He Si said, "You guys..."

She stopped talking halfway through, looked at Fan Yu who had stopped breathing and the jade disk in Deng Yizhi's hand, thinking of the function of the jade disk, and asked again: "Director Deng, do you want to exchange your life with him?"

Deng Yizhi smiled, as if He Si's words made him very happy, and then he nodded and said, "Yes, that's pretty much what Miss He said."

"How is that possible!" This time, before He Si could say anything, Guan Zihe hurriedly interrupted and said, "This jade disk can only be used to find someone, but how can it connect people's lives? Besides, Fan Yu... he's gone."

"He hasn't left yet," Deng Yizhi shook his head. "A dying person will have a moment of farewell, which allows him to say goodbye to his life. Now he is at the junction of life and death, just like the Forgotten River. He hasn't crossed the Naihe Bridge yet, so he is not considered dead. It's just that the yin and yang are reversed there. I exchanged the jade discs just to find him."

"But you said it was about exchanging lives." Guan Zihe was a doctor, so he could naturally see clearly whether Fan Yu was alive or dead. But at this moment he did not argue with Deng Yizhi, but just kept dwelling on the issue of exchanging lives.

"Yes, so I need to borrow the Yarrow from Doctor Guan."

Guan Zihe was distracted, clenched her palms, took a step back, and bumped into the Duke behind her, but she did not look back, but instinctively retorted: "Impossible, the dead cannot be resurrected, no matter how powerful the doctor is, it is impossible to bring the dead back to life."

"Medical skills may not work, but ancient artifacts might be able to help." Deng Yizhi said, looking at Qin Jian meaningfully.

Qin Jian understood what he meant. Although he loosened his grip, he did not let go. "Even ancient objects have their limits. What Deng Lin could not do with the oracle bone fragments, you cannot accomplish with the yarrow."

"That's a paradox," Deng Yizhi sighed and looked at Qin Jian, "It takes life force to drive the tortoise shell fragments to achieve the goal, and what Deng Lin wants to give to his lover happens to be life. There is no balance at all, so it can't be done."

He Si gradually came to her senses and asked, "Will the hundred stems of yarrow work?" "Of course not in reality, but it works in that place."

"What's the price?"

"As for the price..." Deng Yizhi laughed again, "How could Miss He not know the price?"

"There must be another way."

"Even Boss Qin has started writing blank checks?"

Qin Jian choked up. He knew that Deng Yizhi was right. He could not think of any other way to wake up Fan Yu except to trade his own life for his own. But the price was to lose Deng Yizhi. He looked at his taciturn but reliable partner, and then at his reckless but loyal comrades. He never said anything, but these people had long become an indispensable part of his life. They were his friends.

"Let me do it." Qin Jian stretched out his hand towards the jade disk in Deng Yizhi's hand.

"me and you togather."

"It's not your turn," Deng Yizhi moved very quickly. Before He Si could see his movements clearly, he had already put his hands behind his back. "He is my man. He is carrying out the tasks I assigned to him. If anything goes wrong, it will be my responsibility to deal with it. Besides, after I have dealt with you and Miss He, it is time for me to retire. The world after this should belong to him."

"I'm not like you. If I go, maybe there's still a chance of survival."

"Boss Qin, human life is not a business, and it cannot be bargained. Just like what Miss He just said, I used the Yarrow not to save him, but to exchange him."

Qin Jian pursed his lips, as if he had something else to say, but then he heard Deng Yizhi slow down his tone and said faintly: "I thought you knew that I owed him this life."

Deng Yizhi took out the jade disc again and placed it on Fan Yu's chest. Qin Jian didn't say another word.

At this time, Fan Yu was walking on a quiet and narrow path. There was no Wangchuan River, nor Naihe Bridge. There were rolling mountains in the distance, and in front of him was a long-abandoned, uninhabited northwestern town. Fan Yu was familiar with all of this. He even knew the name of this town, Mayao Town. After all, this was where he grew up.

The sun was about to set, and the wind blew up the sand, dyeing the sky dim yellow. Fan Yu rubbed his eyes. He didn't know why he suddenly appeared here. The anxiety and sadness were fleeting, and then more nostalgia surged. It should be a dream, he concluded secretly, I hope it's not a nightmare. Fan Yu added that he hasn't been back here for many years, so this time, he is not in a hurry to wake up.

He walked aimlessly along the path under his feet, step by step into the town, and stepped onto the familiar blue brick street. The loess covered the bricks and stones. On both sides of the street were low adobe houses and brick houses. They were once neatly arranged, but now they are dilapidated, with broken doors and windows, peeling walls, and weeds on the roofs. They are even more mottled and messy than what Fan Yu remembered.

Fan Yu looked at the sky again. It was indeed dusk. It should have been a time when smoke rose from every household and the elderly and children were having fun. But he took a deep breath and there was no smell of food. He only smelled the desolate dust. The whole world was empty and the narrow streets seemed wider.

In a trance, it seemed that a stray cat flashed by in his sight, attracting Fan Yu's attention. He did not ignore this small trace, but ran quickly in the direction where the shadow disappeared. He remembered that the place where the shadow disappeared was in the center of the town. There was a big tree there. He loved the shadow play in the summer evening.