I really don't want to be a teacher

After a slight pause, the middle-aged man turned his gaze back to the tunnel of the pottery figurines in front of him.

"...When Pit No. [-] was being excavated, my mentor often told me that there must be more than one Terra Cotta Warrior Pit, and there must be other pits around it.

Under the initiative of him and several other gentlemen, while we excavated, we continued to survey the surrounding area.

Finally, two years after this No. [-] pit was excavated, the No. [-] pit was discovered.

When I discovered it, my instructor was very excited, and he told me that Pit No. [-] may be more spectacular than Pit No. [-]..."

The middle-aged man paused again as he spoke,

"It's just a pity... when Pit No. [-] was excavated, he was already in poor health. He passed away before the excavation of Pit No. [-] began, and when the terracotta warriors in Pit No. [-] were rediscovered."

"...When he was seriously ill, he didn't want to go too far from here, and he didn't want to go back to the capital. He was treated in Chang'an. I went to the hospital to see him. He was wearing a ventilator, and a vital sign monitor was installed in the ward. His face was pale, and his whole body was already very weak...

He grabbed my hand and told me that I must help him to see, look at the terracotta warriors and horses in Pit No. [-], and see if the army formed by these terracotta warriors is more spectacular than Pit No. [-]..."

"...The day after I went to visit him, he passed away at night. At that time, I couldn't understand, can these things really make people think about them even when they are dying..."

Looking at the terracotta warrior pit in front of him, the middle-aged man was a little silent.

Then, another smile appeared on his face,

"...I saw the excavation of Pit No. [-] for him, and saw the terracotta warriors reappeared in Pit No. [-]. As he said at the beginning, Pit No. [-] is indeed more spectacular than Pit No. [-]."

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man turned his head again and looked at Lian Ge,

"Slowly, I also understand, understand why my mentor still can't let go of these things."

"I've spent half my life with these terracotta figurines, and with these things in the soil for the rest of my life. Really, it's not so easy to let go..."

Smiling, the middle-aged man shook his head,

"Brother, let me take you to Pit No. [-] to have a look..."

Chapter 216 Archaeology

"... Pit No. [-] is much smaller than Pit No. [-] and No. [-]. It is the center of the Terra Cotta Warriors, the main tent..."

While talking, the middle-aged man moved towards the outside of the lobby of the No. [-] pit.

"no need."

Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged man and shook his head slightly.

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man paused and looked at Lian Ge again.

"You can see the terracotta warriors here."

Lian Ge moved his steps and walked to the side of the middle-aged man again.

"The last figurine pit, save it for the next time you have a chance to see it."

The middle-aged man heard the words, looked at Lian Ge, paused for a moment, then nodded,

"Okay, okay..."

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the different terracotta warriors in the pit, and then at the middle-aged man,

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge moved away and walked towards the outside of the arena without haste.

"Thank you for leading me all the way, now, I will lead you too."

As he spoke, Lian Ge's figure gradually drifted away,

The middle-aged man heard the sound, looked at Lian Ge's distant figure, paused slightly in his steps, turned his head, looked at the terracotta pit by his side, and followed closely behind.

……

walk without haste,

Lian Ge and the middle-aged man stepped out of the No. [-] pit venue one after another.

Over the open-air museum, above the night sky, the stars have clearly emerged.

Inside the museum, it became increasingly quiet.

Moving his steps, Lian Ge stepped into the lecture hall where the lights were still on, just like the middle-aged man when he came.

Different from other places in the museum, there are still many staff busy in the lecture hall, arranging the venue.

Passing through the center of the venue, the middle-aged man stomped his feet slightly, turned around and looked at the rostrum of the venue next to him, and paused his gaze.

Lian Ge also stamped his feet and glanced at the venue.

I saw that in front of the rostrum of the venue, two staff members were arranging a banner,

Inscribed on the banner is "The Special Report on the 41st Anniversary of the Opening of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum of Qin Shihuang"

Looking at the banner, many memories seemed to emerge in the eyes of the middle-aged man,

"...It's been so long..."

Watching, the middle-aged man whispered,

"time to go."

Lian Ge withdrew his gaze and glanced at the middle-aged man.

Turning around, Lian Ge moved away and continued to walk outside the lecture hall.

"Yeah, it's time to go." Muttered in a low voice, the middle-aged man looked away from the venue, followed Lian Ge, and walked out the door.

……

Stepping out of the glass door of the museum lecture hall facing the night, Lian Ge walked unhurriedly. Behind him, the middle-aged man turned his head from time to time and cast his eyes on the museum beside him.

Back to the previous roadside, Lian Ge and the middle-aged man stamped their feet again.

Looking at the museum hidden in the night, the middle-aged man has nostalgic eyes,

"Have you been here long?"

Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged man, looked away, looked at the museum in the distance, and said calmly,

"Yeah, it's been a long time... so long that I almost forgot about it myself."

The middle-aged man stared blankly at the museum, and responded aloud,

"Let's go."

Lian Ge withdrew his gaze and continued walking along the road.

The middle-aged man looked at the museum. After a long pause, he moved away and followed Lian Ge step by step.

……

Behind him, the museum drifted away and was completely hidden in the night.

At the corner when I turned around, some noisy and lively street scenes appeared in front of my eyes again.

"...When I first came here, it wasn't so lively here. It was like going to other places, surrounded by countryside and farmland..."

Tourists passed by Lian Ge and the other two. The middle-aged man looked at the bustling street and said with a smile,

"At the beginning, we had to ask the people around us to borrow pots for dinner. Later, when we officially started excavating, it was a little better...Now these hotels were built only after they were opened for tourism."

Under the street lamp, Lian Ge and the middle-aged man walked along the road without haste.

The pedestrians beside him either passed by each other, or stayed in front of the street stalls, and gradually moved away behind Lian Ge and the other two.

The noisy and bustling bustle, along with the fireworks in the world, is constantly passing by,

"...At that time, the villagers who were hired to help dig at the beginning always asked if we were digging for treasure or gold. My teacher and I always laughed and said that the things we dug were worth more than gold. ..."

The middle-aged man said, looking at the bustling street in front of him, he couldn't help smiling.

……

Accompanied by the voice of the middle-aged man and the tourists passing by,

The two of Lian Ge drifted away, and the surroundings changed from noisy to quiet again.

……

Finally, Lian Ge stopped walking, and the middle-aged man also stopped speaking.

In front of him was a bus stop, and the billboard next to the platform was still lit, illuminating the name of the bus stop—Til Temple Station.

In front of the platform, there were still a few figures standing there, with dazed eyes, standing there in a daze, as if they were also waiting for the bus.

"arrive……"

Walking to the bus stop, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the middle-aged man,

Hearing this, the middle-aged man next to Lian Ge glanced at the confused figures in front of the bus stop, fell silent, and nodded.

"thanks……"

While speaking, the middle-aged man turned around, raised his head slightly, and looked in another direction in the distance.

"Brother, that direction is the direction of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum. He hasn't excavated it yet. I'm afraid I won't see the day when it will be seen again... Can I trouble you? If one day, it can be seen again, can you help me?" Take a look, look at the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang..."

While speaking, the middle-aged man looked at Lian Ge pleadingly.

Hearing this, Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged man, paused, and nodded.

"Row."

Hearing Lian Ge's promise, the middle-aged man showed a smile on his face,

"thanks……"

After thanking him, the middle-aged man turned his gaze to another direction in the distance, which was the direction of Qin Shihuang's terracotta warriors.

……

But at this moment, a piercing chill hit, and then a bus with a '444' sign stopped beside the bus stop.

Immediately afterwards, the bus door slowly opened, and beside the bus stop, the figures with dazed eyes and bewildered eyes moved, and walked up to the bus step by step.

"...Meet the Celestial Master."

The driver of the hearse noticed Lian Ge's figure, stepped away, got out of the bus, appeared in front of Lian Ge, and saluted respectfully.

"...Go." Lian Ge nodded to the hearse driver, then glanced at the middle-aged man beside him, and said aloud.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, looked at Lian Ge, then at the hearse driver, and nodded.

"Take him down."

"Yes, Celestial Master." The hearse driver replied respectfully, then turned his gaze to the middle-aged man,

"Thank you... Celestial Master." imitating the address of the hearse driver, the middle-aged man thanked Lian Ge again.

Nodding his head, Lian Ge didn't say anything more.

The middle-aged man also moved his steps and walked up to the No. 444 bus.

"Teacher that day, I'll resign from the humble position first." The hearse driver saw the middle-aged man and other ghosts who were still in a state of confusion stepping into the car, turned his head and said respectfully to Lian Ge.

Hearing this, Lian Ge nodded.

After that, the hearse driver took a few steps back respectfully, and suddenly returned to the hearse.

Following this, the No. 444 bus started and quickly disappeared in front of the bus stop.

……

Watching the Hell hearse disappear from sight, Lian Ge paused.

Tilting his head slightly, he glanced at the night sky above his head, then retracted his gaze, Lian Ge turned around, moved away, and gradually drifted away.

Chapter 217

"Buzz...buzz."

The next day, in the early morning, in a hotel room not far from the Museum of Terracotta Warriors and Horses,

Lian Ge was awakened by the vibration of the phone.