Chapter 700: 螳螂 蝉 9

After a pause, Xuanyuan wrinkled and frowned and said: "Tianchen history records that a hundred years ago, there were three kingdoms who wanted to find the huge treasure of the Southern Song Dynasty. They fought for years, but in the end they did not force a gold and silver, so that everyone would doubt this. Maybe it’s really just a rumor.
However, after the war, a piece of news and pictures were silently passed between the nations.
The three-rod iron bronze breaks the ring and opens the key to the Xiagushan treasure.

In a word, Haoyue suddenly looked back at the broken ring of Ouyang Yufei’s hand. So, this thing...
Looking at the past in the eyes of Haoyue, Xuanyuan said: "No one has ever seen this ring fragment in a hundred years. I always thought it was fake, I didn't expect it..."
It is said that this Xuanyuan Che is not continuing, the meaning is already clear.
When the sun shone, the broken ring was in the hands of Ouyang Yufei. The Southern Song Dynasty Lord, Li Zaixiang, and the National Temple Abbot, the face was discolored, which has already explained a lot of things.
Next to the stone table, Ouyang Yu Fei reached out and took the ring that was handed up by Du Gu night. Two pieces and one piece were stitched together, forming a two-thirds circle.
In the golden light, everyone can clearly see that the ring is only one less piece, only the last piece is missing.
"The product of the same period seems to be a fragment of the same thing." Ouyang Yufei's voice fluttered in the peach forest, making people listen a little floating.
"Oh." The abbot of the National Temple trembled, the string of beads broke open, and the beads rolled over the ground.
The Southern Song Dynasty advocated a big mouth and kept inhaling breath, as if someone had stuck his neck and was about to suffocate.
And Li Zaixiang’s hand holding the stone chair tightly, if not a scholar, is afraid that the stone chair has already been crushed.
The peach blossoms fluttered with the wind.
A soft place.
"Remember that I once told you that the founding queen of the Southern Song Dynasty had reportedly left something to the Lifu descendants, but it is not known at all. It seems to be this thing now." Xuanyuan Che looked at the discolored three. Suddenly again.