I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife.

The old doctor put on his glasses and took a look at the X-ray film that Tan Cheng just took. "You don't look like you've been dislocated."

"The arm was indeed dislocated. At that time, a friend who knew medicine happened to connect it to me. I wanted to come and check it right now to see if I needed a plaster cast."

Listening to Tan Cheng's words, the old doctor put down the tablet in his hand, grabbed Tan Cheng's arm and moved it, asking, "How do you feel? Does it hurt?"

"It still hurts at first, but now I guess it's because I got used to the pain, and it's not so painful anymore."

After getting a negative answer, the old doctor took up a pen and scribbled on the medical record, "You should catch it in time, and you don't need a cast." Pushing his glasses, the doctor glanced at Tan Cheng, "Which friend of yours has the ability to directly Repositioning the bone with the hands?"

"Well...he, he knows some Chinese medicine."

The doctor didn't say anything else. He wrote the pathology list and handed it to Tan Cheng. He stood up and walked aside, motioning for Tan Cheng to sit on the chair over there.

"Although the bone joint is good, you should pay attention to it in the later stage. I will use a bandage to fix your shoulder position. During this period, you can move your shoulder, but you can't carry heavy objects. After two weeks, you can do it." Take the bandage off."

Because it is a dislocation of the shoulder joint, the old doctor only fixed the shoulder and upper arm, so that the shoulder joint is firm and the elbow can be moved.Although the action cannot be as arbitrary as before, it will not hinder too much.

After such a night of tossing about Tan Cheng's glasses, he didn't know where he had gone. When he returned to the dormitory, he took out the glasses in the drawer and put them on, and Tan Cheng fell on the bed and didn't want to get up.

Tan Cheng, who had been exhausted for a long time, didn't want to think about what happened that night, but his mind couldn't control it.

Too many things happened that night, and when he was with Su Jingmo, he could ignore those bloody scenes, but when he was alone at this moment, those bloody and bloody scenes that made people shudder would appear in front of Tan Cheng's eyes.

He saw the hell under his feet, the hell that seemed to engulf Tan Cheng at any moment... He saw even more that those ghosts who had no human form tore the three tomb robbers into their stomachs without leaving a trace of blood or bones.

Tan Cheng thought, as long as he is a normal person, he will be terrified when he sees such a scene. A living person... a living person is torn into pieces and is treated as a delicacy by the evil spirit, and the eyeball of the tomb robber is gouged out by the evil spirit. eat up

Whenever he thought of that scene, Tan Cheng couldn't help but retch.

Disgusting.

Tan Cheng thought of what the old Taoist priest and Qu Zhiwen said, saying that the ancient tomb was untouchable. He also remembered that Uncle Jiang, who was in his seventies or eighties in Ninghua Village, said that disaster would be summoned when he dug the trench...

Jiang Bo is dead, Lin Hongxing is dead, Zhang Qishuo is dead... and he watched the three tomb robbers eat them alive without leaving their souls behind. If it wasn't for Su Jingmo and Qu Zhiwen, Tan Cheng might be too. Same experience...

With his life still alive, he can do the rest of what he wants to do, but with his life gone, what is left of him?Tan Cheng suddenly remembered the night he went to Zhang Qishuo's funeral last time, watching Zhang Qishuo kneel down and bid farewell to his parents...

The most painful thing in death is the wound left to the loved ones for a lifetime.

Thinking of Su Jingmo, Zhang Qishuo, and Jiang Bo's parents' cries, Tan Cheng was a little dazed. People always say that life and death are more terrifying than death. Those who say that have probably never experienced the death of their loved ones.

Tan Cheng didn't want to die, but everything he did recently was leading to a dead end. He suddenly had some doubts. He wondered if the history of more than 1000 years had passed, if he had to sacrifice his life to know it, would it be worth it? ?

Trade his life for a historical truth?

The past is the past, even if you know it, even if you know that the long river of history will drown a big thread, what's the use?

If you lose your life, then everything is gone, and it is useless to know that, and you cannot save yourself.

does it worth?

Tan Cheng shook his head slowly, stood up and went to the bookshelf to take out Zhang Qishuo's conjecture about Ninghua Village written earlier.

At the end, Zhang Qishuo said:

"...Although this tomb looks like the tomb of the early Tang Dynasty, the author can't help but make a wild assumption. If this tomb does not belong to any known dynasty, if there is a gap in history, if we can prove that a certain event cut off the entire Human history... Can it be said that there are more than 83 dynasties and 559 emperors (including 397 "emperors" and 162 "kings) in Chinese history! ?Of course this is just a joke. "

Of course, Tan Cheng didn't think that Zhang Qishuo said it in a joking tone when he typed this sentence. It should be said that Zhang Qishuo wrote this article. It wasn't what he wanted to say the most. Tan Cheng could even imagine Zhang Qishuo's trembling hands when he wrote the last sentence, just like when he made such a guess for the first time...

Tan Cheng squeezed the paper tightly in his hands, closed his eyes and recalled,

When Zhang Qishuo left, he told Tan Cheng two things. First, take care of his parents. Second, don't go down to see him until you understand this history.

does it worth?For a group of lunatics whose hearts are tied to Ninghua Village...

No.80 four dynasties, the 560th emperor...

worth it.

History is a tall building built by time in the world of life. The higher you climb, the more clearly you can see the infinite future world.If Daxu really exists, that is to say, 84 floors have been built in that time, but we only know the 83rd floor, where the time that disappeared from people's sight went.

He, Tan Cheng, wanted to figure it out, not for anyone else, but for himself. If he gave up on this, even if he could have countless possibilities in the future, it would definitely be the greatest regret in his heart.

After thinking it through, Tan Cheng pulled himself together and took out his laptop to record his latest discoveries.

Daxu's capital should be in Pingyao, Shanxi, and the wine bottle that the driver showed him was the same as the one found in Su Jingmo's tomb. Someone must have dug up Daxu's objects in Shanxi and regarded them as ancient relics from the Han Dynasty. sell away.

That kind of wine bottle should only be used by the royal family, and it looks like it should only be used for burial, so the person who dug up that wine bottle should also dig up other items and know where the tomb is.

Thinking of this, Tan Cheng took out his mobile phone and searched for the driver's mobile phone number that he had stored at the beginning, dialed

After a short call, the man on the phone asked in Xi'an dialect: "Hello, who is it? I'm driving."

After saying hello, Tan Cheng briefly talked about the day when the old driver asked him to appraise treasures.

The old driver over there seemed to be unable to remember all of a sudden, and it took a while before he suddenly remembered,

"Oh——! I remembered, you said that the treasure is estimated to be worth a lot in a few years, right?" As soon as this was mentioned, the old driver quickly pulled over and stopped the car, "Don't tell me, what happened a while ago?" , There is really a person who spent 50 yuan to buy that wine bottle. I also want to thank you for letting us not rush to sell it, my son-in-law made a lot of money."

50 to buy?Hearing what the old driver said, Tan Cheng couldn't help frowning. If he dared to spend 50 yuan to buy it, at least this person must be a knowledgeable person to do it like this. But according to the current situation, if this person really knows something, he will definitely feel that these four are not the same. Cups are fake.

"Did the person who bought it say anything?"

"I also went to have a look at the deal, and he didn't say anything, he just negotiated the price with my son-in-law... Hey, he seems to have said that it's easy to do things if he has this cup, and he didn't say anything else." The driver said with a smile: "By the way, my son-in-law said that he is going to go to Shanxi to do some shopping in a few days. You know how to do it, young man. If you are not busy, you can go with my son-in-law and help him see if it is true or not. , if it can be found, then you and my son-in-law can discuss how to share it."

What the old driver said was actually what his son-in-law meant. Last time he sold the wine bottle and made a fortune. The son-in-law who listened to the old driver and was not in a hurry to sell it told him to contact the knowledgeable Tan Cheng. The driver couldn't find Tan Cheng's phone number for a while, and then forgot about it. Now that Tan Cheng called, he also thought of this, and hurriedly told Tan Cheng.

It's not what Tan Cheng wants. He just wants the old driver's son-in-law to tell him where he got the wine bottle, so that he can find out where Daxu's imperial tomb is. It's just right to invite him Tan Cheng's purpose.

"Alright then, Uncle, go back and tell your son-in-law that we will go to Shanxi together."

"Hey! That's OK! Well, let's not talk about it. A passenger is getting on the bus. I'll tell him when I get back."

After hanging up the phone, Tan Cheng saved what he had written, and stood up to go to rest, but was startled by the face outside his window in the corridor.

At some point, Tang Jiaming was standing outside the window in the corridor, Tan Cheng took a breath after seeing who it was, and opened the door: "Brother Tang, what are you doing, standing here silently? "

"I saw you on the phone when I was about to knock on the door. I thought I would call you after you finished talking." Tang Jiaming looked Tan Cheng up and down, seeing the mess and mud all over his body, "You are too dirty." Now, where did you get covered in mud?"

"Riding out in the morning, the construction site fell down."

"Did you fall while riding?" Seeing the bandage on Tan Cheng's arm, "You even fell down your hand! Is it serious?"

"It's not serious, just wrap it in a bandage for two weeks. Oh, by the way, Brother Tang, what do you want me to do?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll forget about it. I was just about to go upstairs and go back to my residence when Zhang Jun and Wu Hai happened to be downstairs. They asked me to call you down to have dinner together."

Tan Cheng was tired after seeing that kind of thing all night. In fact, he didn't have much appetite, but when he suddenly thought of something, Tan Cheng nodded and walked to the open corridor. Sure enough, he saw Zhang Jun and Wu Hai. He waved his hand and said loudly, "I'll come down after changing my clothes!"

After finishing speaking, Tan Cheng turned around and went back to Tan Cheng to change his clothes, and said to Tang Jiaming, "Brother Tang, do you want to come together?"

"No, forget it, I've been so busy recently that dark circles have appeared under my eyes, I have to go and have a rest, otherwise I will die of heart failure if I continue like this."

Tang Jiaming is the leader of their team, so he has to worry about many things. Tan Cheng also knows that there are many objects dug up recently, and Tang Jiaming is even more busy. What's more, he wants to tell Zhang Jun and the others. Tang Jiaming's presence is really great. It's easy to say.

Without saying anything, Tan Cheng just patted Tang Jiaming on the shoulder, "Well, next time we have a chance to go for a drink together."

"Okay, let's go, or Zhang Jun's ruffian will call him upstairs."

Nodding his head, he closed the door and Tan Cheng left.

Tang Jiaming looked at Tan Cheng's back for a while, then turned around and walked up the stairs...